Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Song Xing didn't understand what Shang Yuqian said.

She took off her coat, lay on the bed and said, "Today is too tired and too late. If you want to take a bath, I can take you there tomorrow."

Shang Yuqian smiled: "Then I have to look forward to it."

Seeing that Song Xing was also lying on the bed, Shang Yuqian began to make the floor as he knew the way.

Song Xing also saw Shang Yuqian pick up a quilt and spread it on the ground, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Shang Yuqian looked at Song Xingye with an "innocent face" and said, "Hit the floor."

In Fengting Villa before, they naturally slept in their own rooms.

When they were in the old house, in order to avoid the old lady getting suspicious, they slept in the same room, but Song Xing also slept on the bed, and Shang Yuqian slept on the sofa.

Song Xingye's heart was touched and distressed by Shang Yuqian's conscious use of the floor bed: "It's cold in the mountains, don't use the floor bed. Although this bed is small, you can sleep even if you squeeze it."

Shang Yuqian raised his eyebrows calmly: "Are you sure you want to sleep in the same bed with me?"

Song Xing also seemed to smell something strange.

Her face darkened, and she placed a small pillow in the middle: "You can sleep together, but you are not allowed to cross the boundary."

Song Xing was really too tired. After turning off the lights, he fell asleep against the wall.

When I was in a drowsy sleep, I faintly felt a pair of hands poking in from the hem of my clothes, and then all the way up.

Song Xingye's drowsiness was half driven away in an instant.

She pressed Shang Yuqian's restless big hand from the outside: "Shang Yuqian, if you do this again, you go to the floor."

"Honey, I'm a little cold."

Shang Yuqian's pitiful voice came from behind.

It was only then that Song Xing realized that the pillow that represented the clear distinction between them had long since disappeared.

At this moment, her back was tightly pressed against Shang Yuqian's chest.

What's worse, Shang Yuqian was only wearing a thin shirt.

Through the sweater on her body, she could feel the hotness of Shang Yuqian's chest.

No wonder he is cold!

Song Xing also said unceremoniously: "Go down!"

"Go down, where to go, here or here."

Shang Yuqian's voice was unusually raspy, and he paraded around Song Xingye's body with one hand.

Song Xing was also teased and couldn't bear it.

If this continues, neither of them will sleep.

Song Xing also got up directly: "I'm going to sleep on the floor!"

Only then did Shang Yuqian restrain himself, and directly pressed Song Xing on the bed.

But he still held her in his arms: "Just hold her like this, I won't move, go to sleep."

Song Xing was also really sleepy.

Plus being held in Shang Yuqian's arms in this posture, she felt very comfortable and warm.

After a while, the sound of even breathing came from his arms.

Taking advantage of the bright moonlight outside the window, Shang Yuqian carefully looked at the person in his arms.

She was so good-looking by birth, although it was not the kind that was stunning at first glance, it made people feel more comfortable the more they looked at her, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt an urge to protect her.

Of course, at this moment, looking at this sleeping little face, he just wanted to bully.

Shang Yuqian lowered his head and kissed Song Xingye's forehead lightly.

Attracted the little man in his arms like a cat.

Shang Yuqian's body stiffened for a moment, and she didn't dare to move, for fear that the person in her arms would suddenly open her eyes and drive her to sleep on the floor.

But the girl in his arms didn't wake up, she even found a more comfortable position and nestled in his arms.

Shang Yuqian smiled, printed another kiss on her hair, and said softly, "Sleep, my baby."

The next day.

When Song Xing also woke up, the sky was already slightly bright.

She had never slept so warmly and comfortably.

Look at the long arms under his neck and the moderate strength pressing on his waist.

Only then did Song Xing know that she fell asleep in Shang Yuqian's arms that night.

When she turned around, she found that Shang Yuqian was looking at her with her eyes open.

The two are so close together.

The tip of the nose seems to be touching.

Song Xing also felt a little embarrassed: "When did you wake up?"

"Just woke up."

Shang Yuqian's voice seemed to have a hoarseness unique to the early morning.

"Did you sleep well?"

It should be the first time in Shang Yuqian's life that he slept in such a simple place.

Song Xing was also a little worried.

"Fortunately."

In fact, he didn't sleep well. At first, he felt comfortable sleeping with her in his arms, but gradually, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Then feel tortured.

He felt that he might as well play the floor.

But the little girl in his arms kept holding his arm, making him unable to move.

For him, this night was simply a long practice.

Song Xing also knew that Shang Yuqian was definitely not used to it.

She suddenly leaned over and pecked his lips: "Thank you, husband."

Shang Yuqian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Song Xing could already feel the dangerous atmosphere that was gradually tightening inside, waiting for an opportunity.

She hurriedly wanted to get up.

But in the next second, he was pulled back by Shang Yuqian.

His voice was unbelievably hoarse: "You said you were tired last night, you should be more energetic now."

……

Song Xing didn't come to his senses until there was a knock on the door outside.

Song Xing also pushed Shang Yuqian hard: "Someone is here."

Shang Yuqian was very dissatisfied: "It's really inconvenient not to be at home."

But already a little satisfied, he still let go of Song Xingye.

He pulled the bed to himself: "You go out first, I have to sleep for a while."

Song Xing also thought that he didn't sleep well last night, so he said: "Then you can sleep for a while, and I will ask you to have breakfast later."

After finishing talking, I packed my clothes and went out.

Shang Yuqian saw that the person knocking on the door was a little girl who looked eight or nine years old.

After Song Xing also opened the door, she poked her head and looked inside with a pair of big black eyes.

"Sister Xingxing!" The little girl called her happily.

Song Xing also made a booing gesture: "Let's go out to play."

Song Xing also led the little girl out, and the door of the room was closed again.

The laughter of children came one after another in the yard.

Chattering and twittering, calling Sister Xingxing.

Not long after, Shang Yuqian also went out from the room.

The children in the yard also saw him.

A little boy with an inch cut pointed at Shang Yuqian and said, "Sister Xingxing, is this uncle your boyfriend?"

Shang Yuqian walked over, in a good mood, and took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket: "Good boy, call me brother."

The little boy with a short cut swallowed when he saw the chocolate.

He reached for the chocolate and called out, "Brother-in-law."

Shang Yuqian was very surprised: "What did you call me?"

"You are sister Xingxing's boyfriend, aren't you our brother-in-law?"

Shang Yuqian stroked the little boy's hedgehog-like hair, and said with a smile, "This kid will definitely be promising in the future."

Everyone saw that brother-in-law Shang Yuqian had chocolate to eat, and they all gathered around to call brother-in-law.

But he only had this piece of chocolate in his pocket, and Secretary Zhou was afraid that he would suffer from hypoglycemia at work, so he used to put a piece of chocolate in his suit pocket.

But facing the brother-in-law who made that sound.

Shang Yuqian really couldn't resist.

So he took off the pens, watches, and even the brooches on his clothes, and gave them away one after another.

Song Xing also knew that Shang Yuqian's things were very valuable.

Hastily stopped: "These personal things you are used to, why are you giving them away?"

But Shang Yuqian smiled: "It's all belongings outside the body, look at how happy the children are."