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"What's going on."

The arms around his waist were not honest at all. Xia Shiyou kicked away Song Yishen's leg that was pressing on him, and pulled the quilt to hide aside.

Xia Shiyou was tired and sleepy, and after all the tossing, he was still crushed tightly. He rolled his eyes and gave up and said, "Ji Lang is my senior. He has helped me a few times. He is very kind." At the shooting scene of the poster of "No Man's Land", it means: "I won't suddenly go crazy like you——"

Song Yishen pondered the meaning of the second half of the sentence, no matter how he thought it was not pure, he lowered his tone and warned the person in his arms: "Xia Shiyou, don't say anything that misunderstood me. Could it be that he did something to you that is not crazy?" ?”

This reading ability simply made Xia Shiyou laugh out loud.He lowered his head and stuffed himself in the quilt laughing until his stomach ached, looking at Song Yishen, there were still physiological tears in his eyes from the intense moment just now.

Xia Shiyou looked at the extremely serious Song Yishen, changed into a more comfortable position and nestled in his arms, yawned, and said loosely, "What exactly do you want to ask..."

Song Yi bowed his head deeply and kissed Xia Shiyou's flexible back neck. The shoulder blades on his chest arched slightly after the touch, as if he had a small animal in his arms.My heart suddenly felt a little itchy, and it was so soft.

Song Yishen buried his head deeper, kissing Xia Shiyou's beautifully shaped back as if the kiss was not enough.

The kiss on the back gradually fell, Xia Shiyou was unprepared, and hummed a few coquettish nasal sounds, very soft and clingy.

The voice fell into the ears, like sparks, scalding one's blood, Song Yishen stopped going down, and pressed his forehead against his slender and warm back, took a deep breath, and spoke vaguely again: "Then he didn't confess his love to you?"

Xia Shiyou was startled, shrank his neck, kicked Song Yishen backwards, "What are you talking about!"

"Ji Lang is the senior. He has a good relationship with me and Gu Xuyang. He confessed to me???"

Song Yishen thought of the photo that had bothered him for a long time, and sneered, "You wait", turning over and getting out of bed to find the phone.

"Hey!"

Song Yishen turned his head inexplicably.

Xia Shiyou buried his head in the quilt, and the scene of Song Yishen turning over and getting out of bed was too exciting, he suspected that he almost had a nosebleed, and after a while he said in a muffled voice: "You can't wear a dress, you can wrap it around. …”

Song Yi smiled deeply, and in the middle of getting back the phone, he had other thoughts. He walked to Xia Shiyou's bed and raised his head cutely, bent over and pinched his earbones, coaxing: "Mr. Xia is shy? Is there something on my body that Mr. Xia hasn't touched?" ? Let's see what's wrong?"

Xia Shiyou refused to raise his head even to death, his ears were bleeding red, and howled weakly: "What did I touch you... Song Yishen, are you a hooligan? Who would walk around the room naked in the middle of the night?"

Song Yishen thought, if I were a hooligan, I would let you bite me now, why would I stand and coax you?

Thinking this way, when they didn't pay attention to say it in the end, both of them were stunned.

Xia Shiyou didn't respond at all, or more precisely, he didn't know how to react.

Song Yishen felt that he couldn't hold back just thinking about the picture, if this continued, Xia Shiyou wouldn't even think about getting out of bed tomorrow.

Then, suddenly, the harmony between the two was incomparable.

One went to bed in silence, breathing restrained.

One was buried motionless under the quilt, as if building a nest.

After a while, Xia Shiyou didn't move at all. Song Yishen was worried that he would suffocate himself, so he turned over and found that he was already fast asleep.

Xia Shiyou's cheeks were flushed, and his breathing was calm.There was no light in the room, and the natural light in the dark only reflected his tired and quiet side face, without the usual indifference, this kind of Xia Shiyou was the softest Xia Shiyou.

Helpless and funny, Song Yishen looked at the "evidence" stored in the phone for a long time, and called Xia Shiyou's name in a very low voice.

Low enough to respond to a dream in my heart.

Everything in front of him was a scene he had imagined countless times.

But no moment is as real as this minute, this second.

Song Yishen stared at it for a long time, and even consciously counted Xia Shiyou's breathing rate, the subtle opening and closing of his lips, and any small movement, Song Yishen was so focused that he was almost obsessed.

Such a night reminded him of Xia Shiyou's marriage proposal.

Too good to be true.

It's rare to sleep until the sun rises.

It was rare to be woken up by the sun, and before I opened my eyes, I could already feel the warmth of the sun shining through the curtains.

The whole bed was very messy. When Xia Shiyou slept alone, he almost only slept in a small area. It was not something he could do by himself to make the current mess.

The other person was nowhere to be seen.

Xia Shiyou got up to brush his teeth, brushed his teeth bored and turned back to the room, and seeing the bed again, he couldn't bear it anymore, took a clean sheet from the cabinet, knelt on the edge of the bed and began to change it.

When Song Yishen came in to see if anyone was awake, he happened to see Xia Shiyou walking to the washing machine with his toothbrush in his arms and a large wrinkled sheet in his arms, and eagerly stepped forward to help them get it.

Xia Shiyou simply withdrew all his hands and went back to brush his teeth.

Song Yishen had a gentle smile in his eyes, didn't say anything, and turned around to provoke the sleepy-eyed Xia Shiyou after tidying up.

His mouth was full of foam, Xia Shiyou spit it into the sink, and picked up the cup to rinse his mouth.

Song Yishen held the sink with one hand and pulled the person into his arms, kissed Xia Shiyou's forehead, combed the few locks of hair on the back of Xia Shiyou's head with five fingers, and looked at the pouting mouth in the mirror. Xia Shiyou asked, "When are you going to the company? I bought some breakfast."

After I spit it out, I remembered to ask what time it was.

Song Yishen wiped the sporadic foam from the corner of Xia Shiyou's mouth with his thumb, brought someone a towel on the shelf next to him, and said something irrelevant: "Zhou Chenghe just called."

That means you missed the morning meeting.

Xia Shiyou buried his face in the towel and muttered in a low voice: "From then on, the king doesn't go to court early. If my dad finds out, he's probably going to be pissed off—peh, blah, blah."

Song Yishen was proud of the words: "Then I'm pretty good."

Xia Shiyou's face was still covered in the towel, and he said with a smile: "It's okay!"

Song Yishen raised his eyebrows, let out a long groan, approached his lower body, and bumped it with unknown meaning, "You are in good spirits in the morning, Mr. Xia, don't you want to try?"

Xia Shiyou laughed so hard that he couldn't hold it back, his hands shook so much that the towel fell into the sink, he turned around and pushed Song Yishen away, and was about to run away, "President Xia is not free! President Xia is very busy!"

Song Yishen stopped him at the door of the bedroom, bent over and hugged him cleanly.

Xia Shiyou put his arms across his face, coughed with a smile, and the arms holding his legs were firm and strong. Xia Shiyou kicked his legs, looked up into Song Yishen's eyes, and said with a smile: "Song Yishen, you know this is called what?"

Song Yishen looked down at the person, his eyes were full of smiles, "What?"

"This is called a princess hug! A princess hug!"

"Actor, have you acted too much? Go find your heroine and hug her!"

"Put me down! I'm not a princess!"

Xia Shiyou was struggling to jump off, but Song Yishen didn't give way, and easily pressed him to the corner of the bed before seriously replying: "Well, are you?"

"But you are my prince. So this is the prince hug."

Xia Shiyou was stunned, and when he realized it, he smiled and kissed Song Yishen.

"Why didn't I know you were so good at talking about love?"

Disoriented by the heat of the morning, Xia Shiyou spoke intermittently and was at the mercy of others.

Song Yishen suddenly looked at the sheets under him, and asked seriously: "Shiyou, you have to change the sheets every time you do it, why don't you do it on the bed in the future."

"..."

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