Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

So, when Song Yu saw Yin Huaiyu the next day, Song Yu immediately said hello: "Huaiyu, good morning, didn't you have breakfast, here, I made you a tuna sandwich."

Although Yin Huaiyu took it, Song Yu noticed that the man didn't eat until it was cold.He got up early to bake this specially, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Don't you like it?" If there is a chance in the future, he can try to add other flavors.

"No—" Yin Huaiyu answered quickly, then looked sideways, her cheeks flushed slightly, "Because I ate it, it's gone."

It would be a joke to say that he was reluctant to eat, and it was no wonder he was so embarrassed.

Song Yu froze for a moment, then coughed lightly, "What is this? If you want to eat, I'll make you a meal when I have time. I'm pretty good at cooking."

"Not enough." Yin Huaiyu shook his head.

In a short period of time, the more time he spent with Song Yu, the more Yin Huaiyu recalled every bit of that dream, so he naturally knew that he was a good cook.

However, just cooking a meal, or bringing a breakfast, such care and warmth are far from enough.

He knew that he was becoming more and more greedy. What he wanted was not only to be with Song Yu every day, but also to cook for him, to have him only look at him, and more importantly...for a lifetime.

"I'm not your nanny, how many meals do you want me to cook for you? I won't do it." Song Yu laughed.

Yin Huaiyu suddenly replied: "You are my wife, we have worshiped and married, you can't go back on your word."

A pair of eyes full of firmness, even looking a bit dark and eager, Song Yu's body froze, looking back at him in disbelief—could it be that Yin Huaiyu had already remembered everything?

Coming to the hospital in such a daze, Yin Huaiyu hugged him naturally with an attitude that could not be refused, and escorted him little by little from the front desk, to the rest station, and then to the doctor's office.

It seemed to be swearing sovereignty, and it seemed to be making a silent introduction, disclosing the relationship between the two. In short, anyone who knew Yin Huaiyu in the hospital couldn't help opening their mouths.

It is conceivable that there will be a news about how to explode next, and it will happen in the place where Song Yu works.

It's fine to pick him up for work, and even after get off work, Yin Huaiyu came here every second.

The old doctor originally wanted to tell Song Yu to work overtime at night, but when he heard that Yin Huaiyu had come to pick him up, he immediately asked him to get off work.

When Song Yu was still thinking about what to have for dinner, Yin Huaiyu not only sent him into the house, but also walked in herself, and met Song's mother.

"When we got married, I didn't pay homage to Gaotang. Let's make up for it today. I'll go to make up for the marriage certificate tomorrow morning."

Song Yu was terrified by his natural tone, "Now?"

Yin Huaiyu seemed hurt by his surprised tone, pursed his lips, stared at his eyes, and firmly grabbed his hand, "Otherwise? You can't go back on your word, you are mine!"

"It's not that you don't want to, it's just that you should tell me in advance - okay, okay, what are you talking about."

The one who was shocked the most was Mother Song. She never thought that her son would marry a man in less than half a month. Myocardial infarction was about to come out, and she didn't care about her status or face.

"How long have you known him? And you are both men, so just tell me that you are going to get married?"

Yin Huaiyu nodded firmly without changing his expression: "Yes, I have already informed my parents. If you have other requirements, I will listen with all my ears."

Song Yu also shook his hand back, not knowing that this man had made so many preparations in such a short period of time.

Seeing that he didn't eat oil and salt, Song's mother gave up talking to him, and directly twisted Song Yu's ear, "Why did you just recover from your illness and have a problem with your brain again? How many times have you met each other? What is Mr. Yin's family background, what's wrong with you?" Will like you, can you have a little heart?"

Song Yu covered his ears pitifully, and in the next second, a slightly cool palm came over and rubbed him lightly, taking advantage of the situation and pulling him into his arms. a kiss.

"Mom, I really love Song Yu. Whether you believe it or not, the fate between people is sometimes so coincidental. I hope you will help us."

Yep, Yin Huaiyu is so good, he has already called the phrase "Mom".

With this cautious and extremely gentle appearance, it seems unbelievable to say that Yin Huaiyu is not sincere to him, Song Ma is really hesitant now.

Song Yu also seriously admitted that he was the person he met in ancient times, and it was the reason for his long-standing heart knot and the reason why he collapsed when he woke up in the hospital.

This kind of rhetoric is really unbelievable, but too many strange things have happened to Song Yu, and Mother Song thinks that this is the reason.

That's why Yin Huaiyu asked him to work in the hospital the first time he met him, so that he could accurately understand his tastes and preferences when they met for the second time.

In short, the concept of modern people is still more open, not like Yin Huaiyu's ancient feudal father, queen and queen.

With the support of his mother, Song Yu's eyes lit up, her cheeks were flushed with excitement, like a simple boy, "I'm not dreaming, Yin Huaiyu, are we really going to get married? What about your parents?" Say? Did they agree to our business too?"

"It doesn't matter whether they agree or not. All I know is that you are mine, no matter which world you are in." Shen Shen's eyes were finally dotted with light, and his tone of voice had a kind of pleasure of getting what he wanted, but this indifferent tone was still in harmony. Like him in ancient times, he was a maverick.

Yin Huaiyu pinched his chin, and rubbed his thumb gently against his lips. After speaking, she couldn't help lowering her head.

"My mother's still in—uh—take it easy..."

The sound of resistance disappeared between lips and teeth, but Yin Huaiyu seemed to be fascinated, and kept clasping the body of the person in his arms, holding his waist with his left hand, and tightly grasping his hand with his right hand, fingers interlocking.

……

The first thing Yin Huaiyu did when he got his marriage certificate back was to lock it in the safe.

Song Yushun asked for the password, but Yin Huaiyu remained silent.

"You just got married and you want to get a small coffer? What are you using it for?"

After hesitating for a while, Song Yu guessed that Yin Huaiyu specially locked it up to prevent the two from taking the marriage certificate for divorce.

Shaking his head amusedly, Song Yu said, "The marriage certificate can be reissued separately. If you really want to get a divorce, you can hide it—"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Huaiyu cast a vigilant look, "Say more?"

As long as he thought of the possibility of divorce between the two of them, he felt a little breathless, and seeing Song Yu's hippie smiling face made him even more annoyed.

Song Yu shut up obediently, and Yin Huaiyu felt better. He hugged him tightly uneasily, and rubbed his chin on his shoulder, like a big dog coquettishly wishing to use him to grind his teeth.

When the two were in ancient times, Song Yu was Yin Fan's fiancée most of the time, and even if they married him, they were secretly. Yin Huaiyu had never owned him openly, so it was inevitable that he was a little emotional at this time.

In addition, the two experienced a long time of separation, and the excitement of Song Yu's death in front of Yin Huaiyu's eyes.

So Song Yu was very able to understand this man who was already very emotional at this time, and he could be said to be responsive to him.

Touching Yin Huaiyu's black hair, Song Yu couldn't help but think of his silver-haired hair in the dream after his death. It's hard to imagine how sad he was at that time because of his departure, so that his hair turned white overnight.

Fingers touched the forehead inch by inch, the deep eye sockets, the straight bridge of the nose, and the shaped and plump lips, and Song Yu kissed them gently.

But it was such a gentle movement that made Yin Huaiyu's heart feel as if a raging fire had been thrown into it, and it burned quickly.

"I want."

The simple two words are not a request at all, but a notification with his usual style.

But no matter how good-tempered Song Yu was and how much he wanted to tolerate him, after being tortured every day for a month, he still couldn't stand it.

"Can you stop for a few days, I have kidney deficiency, and I really don't have any! I'm right under your nose, can I still run away?"

Seeing that he was really angry, Yin Huaiyu also softened, bent his lips, and kissed him lightly, "Forget my mistake, I apologize to you, and give you a gift to make up for it."

Song Yu thought it was really a gift, but when he saw a house he had prepared, he couldn't close his mouth.

Not to mention, their bedroom was densely packed with Song Yu's photos, including the ancient costumes that Song's mother took for him.

"Baby, don't you like it? I think it's very pretty."

Song Yu shook Yin Huaiyu's hand holding her away with a strange expression, and found that this person was getting more and more sticky and perverted. How can anyone sleep in front of the photos of him? Hey!

"Be normal, I'm afraid!" Yin Huaiyu, the normal Yin Huaiyu from Qiuqiu's past, came back even though his brain occasionally had a seizure!

Yin Huaiyu sighed regretfully, and joked jokingly: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will lock you in this house?"

—Don't tell me, Yin Huaiyu really seems capable of such a thing.

However, this was originally a joke, but one day, Yin Huaiyu suddenly had a strong thought.

Because Song Yu is an intern, it is necessary to take care of patients.

But Song Yu, a refreshing, cheerful, and attractive young man, immediately attracted the attention of many people in the hospital.

Not to mention the nurses, even those girls who just had a slight cold and fever pretended to be sick and stayed on the bed, either because they were uncomfortable here or there.

Song Yu has just started working, and she is very concerned about every patient, so she believes it is true, no matter how small the reaction or complaint is, she patiently resolves it.

However, Yin Huaiyu, as the owner of a private hospital, has countless honest reasons to visit the hospital.As a result, some things that should be known and should not be known are also known.

One day, a certain female patient stared straight at Song Yu, covered her heart and said that she was not feeling well.

Song Yu immediately became nervous, "Why is your heart hurting? Do you want me to arrange for you to have an examination, so that I can know more clearly."

"The doctor's brother is so handsome. Maybe I saw you and my heart beat faster. I don't need to do an examination. I just have a trauma. Just bandage me up."

Song Yu was also a little helpless, but he could only wait with a smile on his face. He carefully supported her injured arm and applied medicine to her. Seeing that she kept crying for pain, he even blew on her carefully.

This scene made Yin Huaiyu outside the door seem to be frozen, his face sank visibly, Song Yu's considerate and gentle eyes made his vinegar jar shattered and shattered, his heart was sour and painful, he felt that he needed to go now You should be the one doing the heart checkup.

Looking up and seeing that fatal look, Song Yu shrank his neck and quickened his hand movements, fearing that Yin Huaiyu would do something else, he specially called a nurse to take the female patient away.

Then, Yin Huaiyu sat in the consultation position, without saying a word, exuding a cold air all over his body, deliberately wanting Song Yu to know that he was very angry now.

"What's the matter? Are you really so unhappy?" Song Yu smiled helplessly, touched the lines of his cold face, opened the drawer and took out a piece of chocolate candy for him.

"You are gentle with others and you keep smiling."

Song Yu was dumbfounded by the accusation-like tone, "She is a patient, I should treat her carefully."

"Then Doctor Song, my heart hurts." Yin Huaiyu automatically transformed into a patient.

"Why does it hurt?" Song Yu pretended to auscultate him.

Yin Huaiyu snorted and spoke righteously: "Every time I think about my marriage and no honeymoon, my heart hurts. Do I need to have an electrocardiogram?" This hint is too obvious.

Because Song Yu had only been here for a few days, he didn't want to miss work, so he didn't think about the honeymoon at all, but Yin Huaiyu was thinking about it every day, and the more he thought about it, the more he complained. Today's meal of vinegar was completely unbearable.

Song Yu thought about it again, so he had no choice but to count the days, "I will go at the end of the month."

Yin Huaiyu looked like a dog with fleshy bones, the invisible tail behind him suddenly turned up, snorted softly, peeled off the sugar he gave him, put it in his mouth, and tightly hugged Song Yu who was standing with both hands, Head buried in his arms.

The nose was full of fragrance, and the mouth was full of sweetness. Yin Huaiyu's heart didn't hurt all of a sudden, it was full and full, and the movements of his hands were not honest.

"Someone will pass by..." Song Yu glanced at the door worriedly, Yin Huaiyu closed the door with a "slap", wrapped his arms around his neck, wrapped his tie in his hand, pulled it hard, and kissed him up and down Song Yu at the head.

Between the lips and teeth, apart from the tip of the tongue, there was also melted chocolate, Song Yu thought with some suffocation—this candy is really...too sweet.

The author has something to say: the chapter is as its name suggests, the sugar is over, it's over.

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