Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

This Mr. Tao and Xue Ming had a fighting spirit, the air pressure was so low that cold sweat broke out on Zhang Shuwen's forehead, just seeing that this person was more difficult to get along with than Xue Ming, he said: "I was planning to come, but my boss's wife was drunk I'm resting there, if you don't mind, I'll go talk to our boss now."

Tao Zhixing opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it lightly: "Let's talk about it next time."

Xing Zhaohe snorted, and pushed him with his shoulder: "Don't say such angry words. If you lose, you lose. I lose so magnanimously every time. You can learn from me."

Tao Zhixing didn't expose him, and smiled: "You are the most magnanimous."

Zhang Shuwen could tell that these two people were not interested in that brother at all, but were immersed in the game of gambling.

He hurriedly took the 100 taels of bank notes and went back to report to his boss.

At this moment, Song Ping'an was sleeping soundly on his shoulder, Xue Ming put the bank note he handed over into Song Ping'an's pocket, and then hugged him horizontally.

In the inn they slept in the same bed, but at each end.

Xue Ming put him on the bed, went to get some hot water, saw him writhing uncomfortably on the bed, picked him up, and sighed: "It looks like I'm going to do it once. Liu Xiahui is gone, but tomorrow he will definitely be beaten up by Fatty, it's not worth it to think about it."

Although he said so in his mouth, he was extremely happy in his heart.

Song Pingan seemed to sense what he was going to do, turned over and fell asleep on the pillow.

Xue Ming patted him on the back and coaxed him: "Be obedient, show your face, I'll just carry you in for a bath, don't worry, I'm a gentleman."

To be honest, he has lived in Song's house for so long, and he has never seen Song Ping'an shirtless. Even if the weather is too hot, he still puts on a piece of clothing, and he is so hot that he sweats and refuses to take it off.

The redness on Song Ping'an's face hadn't come down yet, as if he had dreamed of something bad, he swung his fist twice and almost hit Xue Ming's nose.

You can't be soft, you can only come hard, Xue Ming can only hug him by the waist.

Just turning the person over, the person who was still asleep just now suddenly opened his eyes.

Xue Ming was so scared that he hurriedly explained to him: "No, I didn't think about what to do to you. You just drank a lot of wine and sweated again. I was going to take you to take a bath in case you caught a cold."

Song Pingan stared straight at him with round eyes, and suddenly spread his hands, saying, "Undress me."

"Ah?" Xue Ming didn't expect him to be so proactive. He touched his nose and said, "Since you said that, then I'm not going to be polite."

After speaking, he immediately untied his clothes, revealing his hard chest. I have to say that Song Ping'an is really in good shape. It seems that this farm work is quite worthwhile. Xue Ming couldn't put it down after touching it.

This made Xue Ming think of his previous body, which was comparable to his body, but now his body is too weak, no matter how hard he works, it is smooth and tender, as tender as a woman .

Song Pingan tore off his clothes and snorted comfortably.

Seeing his proactive appearance, Xue Ming knew that he was still drunk, and said, "If you go on like this, I can't hold it anymore."

At this time, Song Ping'an completely lost his mind during the day, kicked him with his feet, and ordered: "I take it off, you have to take it off too."

Xue Ming's eyes lit up, he was really looking forward to it.

There is only one bathtub, and it would be too crowded for two people to take a bath, but Xue Ming is not afraid of death, so he insisted on squeezing in with him. He was so drunk that one person had to wash his hands. back.

The end of a hangover is the next morning when you open your eyes dizzy and nauseated. Song Pingan has developed the habit of getting up early for many years, and opened his eyes as soon as dawn.

Immediately, he felt something sticking to his nose, and his heart almost burst when he saw it again. He never expected that he would be held in his arms by this hooligan for a whole night.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly checked his body, and only remembered after the check that Xue Ming should be the one who suffered, so he quickly scanned him again.

This is unbelievable, there are still many bruises on Xue Ming's body, it looks like he should have pinched it himself.Song Ping'an immediately thought of all kinds of possibilities, the closest thing is his own drunken sex.

After he searched his memory carefully, he found that he couldn't remember that period at all, and he felt more and more like a scumbag. He didn't remember anything after doing such a thing.

Xue Ming was still asleep, subconsciously tightening his arms.

Song Pingan exhaled softly, not feeling angry, more guilty, not knowing what to do when he woke up.

Originally, he wanted to move his hand away, get out of bed and go outside to wake up, but felt that it was too inhuman to do so, so he could only pretend to sleep with his eyes closed.

Another half an hour later, Xue Ming finally woke up. He snorted softly, looked at the person in his arms, with a smile on his lips. This is the life he wanted. When he woke up in the morning, he saw The person you want is your sweetheart.

Song Pingan felt that the time had come, so he opened his eyes, thought for a while and said, "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."

"Yeah." Xue Ming didn't think of what he said, and said, "I should, don't thank me too much."

Song Pingan opened his mouth, not knowing how to tell him that kind of thing, and said, "Then what do you think?"

Xue Ming stared at him for a while, with a little tiredness in his eyes, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you yesterday, I just gave you a bath."

"I didn't do anything, then I..." Song Ping'an didn't know how to mention that, "I...how about..."

Xue Ming couldn't help laughing when he thought of how he took the initiative yesterday, but he was afraid that if he said it, he would lose his face, and said: "The matter is over, let's not bring it up again."

He handed Song Pingan a step, and Song Pingan hesitated for a while before going down the steps, and said in a low voice, "Pass me my clothes."

Because he was afraid that he would roll off the bed, Xue Ming slept on the outside yesterday. Xue Ming jumped off the bed, found a new dress in the bag and handed it to him, saying: "The material here is much better than the one in the town. When things are done later, let's do a few sets."

"No need." Song Ping'an usually worked in the fields, so he couldn't wear such good materials.

Xue Ming didn't speak, but silently handed him a suit of clothes, and picked out a suit to put on himself.

When the two went out, Zhang Shuwen and Zhang Laogeng had been waiting outside for a long time.

Song Ping'an's complexion was not very good, with the sequelae of being drunk yesterday.

Xue Ming called the shopkeeper over, and said, "First serve a hangover soup."

Song Ping'an still remembered a little bit of what happened yesterday. He vaguely remembered meeting the magistrate's son during his break. He didn't remember much about the later events. He asked, "How was the matter yesterday resolved?"

"I'll go to the prefect's gate to meet his son later."

Song Ping'an nodded, not remembering what he shouted while standing on the bow.

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When visiting the magistrate, Xue Ming brought an ice sculpture with him.

The prefect can be regarded as a good official, and her wife is the daughter of the largest wealthy businessman in Fucheng. The family has its own property, which can be regarded as a rich family.

Although the mansion is not very grand, it can be considered unique.

Xing Zhaohe wanted to win Tao Zhixing wholeheartedly, so he asked the boy to wait at the door early.

The servant led them in politely. It was the first time for Song Pingan to enter this kind of house, so he couldn't help but take another look.

Xue Ming quickly caught his gaze and asked, "If you like it, we can also buy a set here."

Song Pingan didn't want him to spend this money, and he had taken a restaurant before, and now if he buys another apartment, he would owe him too much. Besides, although his earthen house was broken, it also lived in feelings.

Xing Zhaohe was sitting in the living room drinking tea with Tao Zhixing, when he saw him coming, he rushed out to greet him, and when he saw Song Pingan next to him, he immediately felt intimate, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked the maid beside him to prepare tea, enthusiastically Said: "Come here and sit down, I thought he would be a white old man, but I didn't expect him to be so young."

Xue Ming cupped his hands, and when he saw Tao Zhixing beside him, he immediately felt that this person was much more difficult to deal with than Xing Zhaohe, and said, "I have seen the two young masters, my humble Xue Ming."

Song Ping'an also imitated him and cupped his hands. Before he could introduce himself, he heard Xue Ming say, "This is my brother-in-law, Song Ping'an."

"Song Ping'an, Ping'an, your name is really nice. I have a relative named Ping'an." Xing Zhaohe praised.

Xue Ming blocked Song Ping'an from behind him, opened the prepared box, took out the ice sculpture inside, and said, "This is some of my intentions, and I hope you don't dislike it."

It is rare to see ice in the summer, let alone carved into a villain. Xing Zhaolin put this little thing in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Tao Zhixing: "Peach tree, hurry up!" Look, this is really fun."

Tao Zhixing took a sip of tea and said, "Is it fun?"

Xing Zhaolin stood beside him puffing his cheeks, and put the gadget in his palm, "Is it ice cold or cold?"

Tao Zhixing glanced at it, then stopped looking, and said, "Is there anything I found for you for fun?"

Still waiting for his answer, Xue Ming took out another box, handed it to Tao Zhixing, and said, "This is Mr. Tao's, I think you will like it."

Tao Zhixing put down the teacup in his hand, lifted the lid with his fingers, and when Xing Zhaohe leaned over to look at it, he snapped it down again, and said, "Is it useful?"

Xue Ming looked at Song Ping'an: "It's useful."

Tao Zhixing: "You have a heart."