my cutie

Song Yi National Day's schedule is full, Zhanzi alone has a few big shows, flying around for a few days, leaving Xiao He alone at home, he is a little worried, afraid that he will play games Just forget the time.

Although it is said that his hands are very good, it does not mean that he can still withstand high-intensity training like he did when he played professionally.

Song Yi looked at Xiao He who was sitting in front of the computer and playing games, and sighed softly, then went up and took off his earphones from behind the chair, and put his arms around his neck, when Xiao He turned his head to ask him what's wrong, As a result, the mouths of the two touched each other. Song Yi naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity. He stuck out his tongue and licked Xiao He's lips. Yi's head deepens the kiss.

After the kiss was over, Song Yi had changed his posture, from standing behind a chair to sitting on Xiao He.

Song Yi pressed his hands on Xiao He's shoulders and panted slightly, his voice became soft because of the kiss.

"Ahe, you won't see me for seven days on National Day, do you miss me?" Song Yi asked him.

Xiao He kissed his mouth again, "Think."

Song Yi's kissed lips were very moist and shiny, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised up, "Then do you want to go with me?"

Xiao He was silent for a while, he knew that Song Yi was seducing him, and the thought of Zhanzi's noise and noise gave him a headache. When he was hesitating, Song Yi added fuel to the fire.

He sat on his body and writhed restlessly, as if deliberately teasing.

Xiao He pressed his waist, the tendons in his hands were already clearly visible, "Does your butt hurt anymore?"

Song Yi blinked, and approached his ear, "It hurts, if you go with me, it won't hurt."

Xiao He stretched out his hand to caress the back of his neck, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he scolded him in a low voice, "Meng Lang."

Song Yi knew that Xiao He's behavior was a compromise, so he couldn't help chuckling on his shoulder. Xiao He's temper has become better and better since he got married, but it was only for him, and it was still the same for others.

Song Yi originally wanted to retreat with his whole body to inform the organizer, but who knew that Xiao He would never let him go, so he was picked up by Xiao He and thrown on the bed. After some inspections, he lay exhausted in Xiao He's arms inside.

"Ahe, you are too cruel." Song Yi whispered.

Xiao He hugged him in his arms, "Are you still flirting in the future?"

Song Yi chuckled, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, but I will dare in the future."

He intentionally made the following words vague, but Xiao He could still hear them clearly.

Xiao He stretched out his hand to touch his place, and asked him, "How dare you?"

Song Yi was so scared that he immediately begged for mercy: "Don't dare, don't dare!"

Only then did Xiao He laugh, and lay down with his arms around him for a while, then picked up Song Yi, took a bath together, and then let him go.

When the organizer heard that Xiao He could follow him to the exhibition, everyone sounded like they had won a lottery, saying that they would pay Xiao He the same amount. Originally, Song Yi was a little worried that it would be inconvenient for them to add people temporarily. Yes, but I felt relieved after listening to their tone and attitude, and hung up the phone after being more polite.

Not long after the call was hung up, the organizers of several exhibitions immediately announced on Weibo that Xiao He would be with Song Yi, and Guanzi would not be sold. Added [-] tickets for everyone to buy.

Xiao He's fans didn't believe it at first, but after seeing Song Yi come out and repost this Weibo and said it himself, they believed it and frantically went to buy tickets.

It turned out that the tickets had already been sold out.

—Are you all devils?Dare to buy if you are not sure about the authenticity?

——Heh, sisters who haven't bought tickets, you should reflect on yourself. I don't think it's surprising that Heshen wants to follow the exhibition that Mr. Song will 100% go to.

——An 8-year-old fan tells you a secret, such a large-scale exhibition plus a long holiday, as long as Mr. Song appears, don’t ask, just buy it. I already bought the ticket a few days ago, and I was still looking forward to it. Will there be any surprises on the eleventh day? I didn't expect to wait until today!Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

——Sorry, my three-year fan is still too young, 1555551

——Although I didn't get a ticket, I know there must be scalpers lurking under this Weibo, making a rich voice, Huang!ox!dense!I!I am the rich woman you are looking for!

——I bought the ticket a few days ago, I hope I can be the next lucky one this time and get the signature of the river god!

——Although I haven't bought a ticket, I live here at home!I can't believe I squatted from morning to night the day after tomorrow and I couldn't squat them!

——Sister, come on, you can know which entrance they enter from such a big exhibition, and I will lose.

There are a lot of show tickets on Weibo, and a lot of people say that these people who have tickets belong to the devil. Not only do they have tickets, they also show off in front of them who don't have tickets, making those fans who don't have tickets beat their chests for a long time. I hope that there will be good-hearted people who will turn back the picture when the time comes.

In the blink of an eye, it came to the [-]th National Holiday. Song Yi got on the plane with Xiao He early in the morning, and went to the first show of the seven-day National Day exhibition rotation.

After getting off the plane, they got into the car sent by Zhanzi to pick them up. Xiao He sat in the back with his eyes closed and rested. Song Yi exchanged a few words with the person who picked them up, and chatted for a while.

When we arrived at the exhibition, there were already many people, no matter inside or outside, almost every door had a large group of people at the door.

Although Song Yi heard about it on the road, he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated. Xiao He's expression changed as soon as he got out of the car. He felt that his ears would be ruined on such a scale.

When the person who picked them up got out of the car, he found that Xiao He's aura had changed, and he couldn't help but thump in his heart. After talking to them a few words, he went to find someone to maintain order.

Xiao He didn't want to mobilize the crowd too much, and he was not a big shot, so after telling the staff no need, he took Song Yi's hand and went in through the side door.

Most of the people around the door were indeed here to block Xiao He and the others, but they understood as soon as they saw Xiao He's face, they made way out one after another, just looked at the two of them, holding the signs in their hands and kept quiet.

Song Yi really thinks that Xiao He's fans can be said to be a clear stream in the entire e-sports circle. Although there are many rebellious fans on the Internet, in reality, they are all very sensible and well-behaved fans.

Seeing them cooperate so well, Xiao He softened his eyebrows, and would say thank you to them when passing by them.

Those fans seemed to be very satisfied just hearing this thank you, and they all said to him: "You have worked hard today! River God, come on!"

As soon as Xiao He heard it, he knew that the person who said these words was his old fan, and he knew exactly what he liked and disliked.

Xiao He kept saying thank you to them, and Song Yi would wave and interact with them to express his gratitude to them.

After entering the exhibition, the staff took them to the activity area, and they deliberately arranged the seats of Song Yi and Xiao He together.

Although the event hasn't started yet, the queue for signings at their table is extremely long.

The fans on Song Yi's side were holding posters of their game this time, while the team on Xiao He's side actually had posters in their hands, and they were all kinds of. It was cut from various places, and some even had photos posted by Song Yi's trumpet.

Xiao He's face turned black when he saw it, Song Yi thought it was funny, Xiao He's fans are too self-sufficient, some of them have added cute facial expression effects, many of them are customized by themselves There were all kinds of things that came out, and Song Yi couldn't help but cover his mouth with fists and giggle.

The young lady standing in the first place saw Xiao He's face change, and probably guessed that he didn't like this kind of behavior, she rolled up the poster silently, and took out the notebook in her backpack, preparing to sign it for him later.

Xiao He really had a headache. He glanced sideways at the team. There must be more than 50 people in line. As early as yesterday, he posted on Weibo that he would sign, but only 50 people would sign.These people knew that he only signed 50 and still had such a long queue, and he could tear up every poster in his hand for them on the spot.

He glanced at Song Yi who was found to be playing innocent with a snicker, "There will be no next time."

Song Yi knew what he was referring to, but pretended not to know, "They are very sensible, and they are not too noisy."

After speaking, he smiled at the fans queuing up at Xiao He's side. The fans nodded excitedly, thanked him with expressions and conveyed to him: Please let him participate in more activities like this in the future!We are all sensible!

Xiao He had nothing to say. When the signing time came, Xiao He took the notebook from the first girl, took another look at the poster she held in her arms, thought about it for about a minute, and said to her, "The poster is .”

The girl excitedly unfolded the poster on his desk and looked at him very touched.

After Xiao He saw his magnified face on the poster, he couldn't write for a long time, and suddenly he didn't want to sign.

The girl looked very nervous, Xiao He glanced at her again, sighed and wrote his ID on the poster, and told her, "There will be no next time."

The girl quickly put away the poster to thank him, and responded to him, "There will never be a next time!"

The next 49 Xiao He will have to repeat to them every time they sign, "There will be no next time."

The colleague next to Song Yi couldn't help complaining, "Your husband...it's really different. We only say thank you after signing, but he is unique."

Song Yi smiled, "Isn't it cute?"

Before the colleague answered, the fans queuing up for autographs rushed to answer, "Yes! It's cute! Thank you Teacher Song!"

Xiao He frowned, "It's too noisy."

There was no sense of blame in his tone, Song Yi knew that he was a little embarrassed, this was the first time Xiao He appeared in front of fans with such a soft and easy-going posture, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Song Yi smiled at the fans, "Our Ah He is very nice, we must always like him."

The fans covered their mouths in excitement, unable to speak, they could only nod wildly.

Xiao He's ears were a little red, but he didn't expect Song Yi to say such words on such an occasion.

In fact, he is not good at all, has a bad temper, and has nothing to do except play games.

It's just that the people around him are willing to regard themselves as the best in the world.

"The best person is not me, but my husband Song Yi."

Xiao He spoke very calmly, but it is this calmness that gives people a special feeling in such a noisy environment, like the wind passing through an alley, like a cave passing by a train honking, sincere and simple, affectionate but not exposed .

After the signing was over, the two walked around holding hands and did not let go until they left the exhibition hall.

When they were leaving, they happened to pass by a certain booth, and an old song from many years ago was placed on the booth.

"I want to hold your hand like this and not let go

Can love be simple and not hurt?

you, lean on my shoulder

you fall asleep on my chest

life like this

I love you and you love me. "

Xiao He held Song Yi's hand, with a rare good-looking smile on the corner of his mouth.

He and Song Yi.

It will be the same as sung in this song for the rest of my life.

Live this life.