One Pet Gets Married

Although something is going on right now, Tang Youan still can't see Song Xici suffering, even if he feels uncomfortable. So one after another, the two entered the room.

For this room, Tang Youan hasn't come in many times, but the not strong smell of the nose is always there, and it can always make people intoxicated easily.

After closing the door, Tang Youan turned around, looked down at the balcony, and then looked at her again.

After entering, Song Xici lay on the bed with a soft white pillow in her arms, and the sunlight passing in from the window covered her lazily, making her skin like fat, but she looked emotionally different. Too high.

Song Xici seemed to know what he wanted to do, but he didn't seem to know what he was doing. He was confused and did what Meng Meng said.

"To be precise, the whole body is uncomfortable, right?" Tang Youan asked after taking a step towards her.

"Hmm..." With the two corners of the pillow in her hand, Song Xici pursed her lips and nodded, her legs folded slowly to the right, and she stretched out her hand to hammer her lower back, looking a little uncomfortable. Because of this action, the skirt was slightly pulled up, revealing white and tight calves.

Tang Youan looked at Song Xici lying on the bed. After a second, he turned and walked to the balcony, reaching out to draw the curtains. Cut out half of the light source.

Then, she raised her hand and flicked a little at her neckline, looking at things outside through the curtains, without knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, Tang Youan turned sideways, walked towards her, and stood by the bed: "You can sleep on your stomach, so that I can give you a massage to ease it."

"Okay." Song Xi nodded when he heard the words, then put the pillow aside, then turned over and fell asleep on the bed. Only in this way, I can hear the sound of my heart beating in my chest more clearly.

After all, her purpose is not pure and she has a ghost in her heart.

"What's going on today..." Tang Youan took off his shoes, half sat on the bed, sliding his throat, "Don't always alienate me as usual?"

"I..." Hearing Song Xi's words, her hand grasping the pillow couldn't help tightening, "When did I do that recently. And your request... In the end, what did I really refuse?"

"I didn't refuse, but I also...reluctantly," Tang Youan lowered his eyelashes, "I don't want you to think that I am intimidating you. You know, although I may feel uncomfortable in my heart, But in the end, you still put your feelings at the forefront."

"So... you have been a lot of silence these days. Is this also the reason?" Song Xici asked cautiously.

After hearing this, Tang Youan looked at her dark hair and didn't know how to answer, so she nodded, "Yeah."

After listening to Song Xici, Meng Meng's words appeared in his mind, and then he struggled for a while, and finally said: "No, I don't think you are intimidating me... You may have misunderstood me..."

It was a mess, at this moment, Song Xici's mind was really messed up.

who is she? Why has she been doing things that go against her principles, saying a good one-meter distance, saying a good rejection of physical contact, saying a good not being in love, but now what?

"Okay, let's not talk about this..." Tang Youan opened her hair and pressed her hands to her shoulder points, "I just saw you rubbing this place, is it more painful here?"

Her shoulders were a bit too thin, so that she was slightly stunned, Tang Youan held it in her hand, fearing that she might pinch it with a little force.

"Hmm..." Song Xici replied softly, tilting his head halfway.

"Well, my coat... will it be better to take it off?" Song Xi asked with his eyes rolling.

After listening, Tang Youan stared at her hair for a while, and finally nodded: "That's better."

"Well, then I'll take it off." Song Xici said, stroked his hair, sat up halfway from the bed, and stretched out his arm to untie the belt around the waist of the knitted jacket.

Although his hands and inner emotions trembled like a lake blown by the wind, after Song Xi's resignation, he put his hands on the knitted coat on his shoulders.

Since she did not go out and the temperature in the house was not low, she was dressed relatively cool today. After the beige knitted coat fell, her curvy figure was exposed under the olive green sling skirt. Beautiful concave butterfly bones, white and soft skin, every inch reveals a kind of amorous feelings.

Looking at her back, Tang Youan couldn't help lowering his head, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Youan..." At this moment, Song Xici scratched his hair and turned to look at her.

Half of the slightly curved hair hangs on the shoulders, with the soft cheeks on the half, the smart eyes and the pink lips, Song Xici is a stunner.

"Huh?" Tang Youan lowered his hand and moved his gaze from her to her face, feeling that something disobedient in his body was about to move.

"What's wrong?" Song Xici asked.

"No...then, let me press it for you." Tang Youan said.

"Yeah." Song Xici nodded, and then lay down on the bed a little bit, pressing his side face on a palm.

Tang Youan looked at her, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to lift her hair away, and proceeded right after the previous process. However, when Tang Youan's hand touched her skin, Song Xici's body trembled again.

"Does it hurt?" After Tang Youan looked at her for a while, the strength in his hand relaxed a little.

"No..." Song Xici bit his lip and shook his head.

So Tang Youan continued to press and rub it up: "The strength can't be reduced anymore, let's bear it for a while."

"Okay..." Where did Song Xici dare to say that her shivering just now was not all about strength?

Tang Youan didn't say anything, but after pressing her acupuncture point, he pressed the Jianjing point again. The skin under the palm is probably well maintained, soft and delicate. Pressing and pressing, Tang Youan saw Song Xici's lips and teeth slightly open, and couldn't help asking: "Is it comfortable?"

"Yeah..." Song Xici nodded, "Below my back, also..."

Hearing these words, Tang Youan answered the word "good" and moved his hand to her back again.

"I have checked on the Internet, and now there are some essential oils and other things that are very useful. A few drops in the bath are very helpful for relieving physical and mental fatigue..." In order to divert attention, Tang Youan spoke.

"I know, I bought it," Song Xici asked again, "My clothes...are they not good for massage?"

"Yes..." Tang Youan said as he continued to press on her back. It’s just that I’m wearing silk clothes, which affects the massage too much.

"Then just... I'll take it off." Song Xici opened her lips.

"Then..." Tang Youan looked at her, "Okay."

She thought, she should, won't do any strange things.

So Song Xici knelt and sat up again. She stroked her hair, and then, she pulled down the zipper on the right side of the skirt a little, and then pulled down the two slings. So, there was no block, the curvature was perfect, and the beautiful back with white skin appeared in front of Tang Youan. Under Ruoyouruowu's sunlight, Song Xici's body looked very graceful, and Tang Youan couldn't help but put his head aside.

In my mind, there are strange and weird wisps of things moving around, wanting to hug the very soft-looking body in front of me from behind, and then...

After that, covering the suspender skirt that had come down to his chest, Song Xici slowly lay down again.

Tang Youan pulled her sleeves down, let out a sigh of relief, and then pressed one hand on Song Xici's back again, and folded the other hand on top, slowly massaging her with his palm.

During this period, both of them didn't speak much, each kept a weird silence.

However, what Tang Youan could feel is that Song Xici's body would shake slightly whenever he exerted a little force or stroked from one place to another, and occasionally, as if he could hear a slight sigh.

Although I know that Song Xici will be like this, it may be caused by his excessive force, not because of his own touch as stated in some texts, but Tang Youan's thoughts still cannot be restrained. I want to go somewhere. Tang Youan's energy is actually not as great as before, but in this way, Song Xici feels that every skin she touched is emitting a faint heat.

"Do you often ask sisters to help you massage like this when your body is sore?" Tang Youan asked with her eyes down.

Song Xi's hand pressed the cushion under her face and grasped the pillow tightly, and her voice was a little soft: "Yes...No, not often, but occasionally..."

"Then, you will be like this?" Tang Youan lowered his eyes and tilted his head to look at Song Xici. Inexplicably, she felt uncomfortable about it.

At this time, Song Xici frowned slightly, biting her plump lower lip, a few strands of hair covering her lips and chin, it looked really charming, like a fairy.

"you guess……"

Tang Youan looked at her and didn't speak any more, just continued to massage her to reduce pressure. Although she didn't do anything hard, after this set of procedures was completed, Song Xici's original white skin was faintly reddened.

"Do you feel better?" Finally, Tang Youan asked.

There was dense sweat on Song Xi's forehead, and he was a little speechless. How should she describe it, she just felt that she seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Also, I want to ask...Why did you let me approach so unsuspectingly today?" Tang Youan still felt that Song Xici was a little strange today.

After listening to Song Xici, he frowned and turned his face to the invisible side of Tang Youan.

Tang Youan curled up his hands slightly and continued to look at her: "Are you...aren't you afraid of me?"

Hearing this, Song Xici squeezed the pillow, and directly covered the important parts with the clothes that hadn't been properly worn. He half-kneeled on the bed and looked at Tang Youan: "What are you afraid of?"

Tang Youan looked at her two beautiful collarbones, and then his gaze fell on the seemingly pure face, stunned.

"Why, what can you do to me?" Song Xici gritted his teeth, still covering the clothes in front of him with his left hand, and then stretched out his right hand to hook Tang Youan's neat collar.

"Can't—" Tang Youan lowered his eyes.

"Didn't you keep complaining about the distance between me and you?" Song Xici loosened her collar, stroked her hair, and pushed Tang Youan's shoulder again.

Tang Youan was pushed back by her, and then looked at her again, completely stunned.

"Don't you always feel that the two of us are not as close as me and my other friends?" Song Xici pushed her again.

This push caused Tang Youan to lie on his back on the bed, but his arms and elbows were still supported on the mattress, and his eyes widened to see Song Xici in front of him.

"I want to prove to you from today that I can also be as close to you as other friends, can't it?" Song Xici stretched out her slender fingers, hooked Tang Youan's collar, and then left the neckline with her fingertips and brought it back. After her chin is sharp.

Tang Youan looked at her, her pupils suddenly tightened.

"Did I say no..." After a while, Tang Youan supported her body and sat down, put one hand on her bowed knee, and gradually bullied her face.

"That's all right?" Song Xici tilted her head slightly, looking at Tang Youan's close face, her eyes moved from her lips to her eyes.

"In that case, what kind of cover is needed? Can you take it off more thoroughly, just like you said you took a bath with Meng Meng in high school..." Tang Youan lowered his eyes and looked at her again, inexplicably , Said this.

"Of course you can, but if you have to come and go, as long as you take it off..." Song Xici rolled her eyes and twisted her collar.

"you said."

After watching her for a moment, Tang Youan pulled one hem of his shirt out instantly, then raised his hand to unfasten a button on his neckline. After that, the second one. After seeing the looming collarbone under Tang Youan's collar, Song Xi tightened her chest tightly. But when Tang Youan unbuttoned all the buttons, the phone in his trouser pocket rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was Zhao Zixi.

"Teacher Zhao Zixi, she usually doesn't call you if it's okay. Just pick it up." Song Xici glanced at the phone screen, weighed it down, and finally lowered his eyes, pulled the shoulder **** his shoulder, and then drew the zipper up. After all, the atmosphere has been broken.

Hearing this, Tang Youan looked up at her, let out a sigh of relief, and finally sat down by the bed and answered the phone: "Hello?"

"You'an, come out, I have a dinner in the evening. It's all big people. Come with me and get to know more people." Zhao Zixi said straightforwardly.

"But I already have an appointment with Xiao Meimei, and she also said to show me people." Tang You calmed his forehead.

"Who?"

"Zhao Xiaochen and Qiu Ze." Tang Youan replied.

"I called her to help you push, she is not a big man, come to me, and I will send you WeChat." Zhao Zixi said.

"Okay..." Tang Youan nodded.

After that, Tang Youan hung up the phone and immersed himself in sorting clothes.

"Go." After Song Xici finished speaking, she also sat on the side of the bed.

"Okay, then I'll go first." Tang Youan looked sideways at her again, then stood up.

Upon seeing this, Song Xici also stood up. Then, just as Tang Youan was about to button the buttons, Song Xici suddenly pulled her hands off.

Looking at Song Xici's hand and the ring above, Tang Youan looked at her suspiciously again.

"Go early and return early, don't let anyone dive anymore." Song Xici stretched out his hand and slowly helped her to fasten the last button, then raised her round eyes to look at her.

Tang Youan looked at her, nodded for a moment, looked at the time again, and then turned around and walked out of Song Xici's bedroom.

Although he has his own business to be busy next, Tang Youan's mind is full of Song Xici.

The thief was chaotic, and she couldn't sort out any clues, and she didn't know what was going on with her. Look around, who else has a more chaotic relationship than her and Song Xici.

Obviously married, but was told it was fake. Speaking of being a friend, Song Xici had always been very awkward even in the things she could do with her before. Today, I feel as if I have done something beyond the scope of my friends.

The head is about to explode.

But there is only one thing she knows very well, that is, she has been entangled and influenced by the woman Song Xici. Her emotions are all changing around Song Xici.

Even after rushing to the place Zhao Zixi said, she learned that she was still a few hours away from the dinner, so when she asked her to pick out jewelry first, Tang Youan felt a little angry despite her smile on her face. .

If it weren't for this phone call, she should have... saw what she had always wanted to see...

Although those things have their own, but...

Sitting on the sofa in the jewelry store, Tang Youan watched Zhao Zixi and the clerk discussing matters related to custom earrings, but felt that time flies a bit slowly.

On the other side, after watching Tang Youan leave, Song Xici wandered around the house alone for several laps, then picked up the phone and sent a message to Meng Meng: "I, what, I don't know me, I should have seduced her. Right... I have used all the acting skills of milking... You know, I'm a little innocent..."

After sending the message, Song Xici sighed and sat down in the hanging chair with her mobile phone.

More than ten minutes later, Song Xici received a message from Meng Meng's reply: "Tell me carefully, what did you do!"

"Hey, in short, she was abducted to bed. We... are all about to undress, but it's a pity that she was taken away by a phone call, although nothing might happen even if she was taken off." Song Xi resigned.

Meng Meng: "I can't see it, old sister, you are a bull, you either don't sult people, or you turn people on the bed after sultry, and you are convinced!"

After Song Xici saw it, he frowned and replied: "Isn't it the seduction you said..."

Meng Meng: "Hahaha, yes yes. But...what, seduction is the best way?! How do you feel?!"

Song Xici held the phone, calmed down, then pursed her lips and replied, "To be honest, it seems a bit irritating..."

Meng Meng: "So, go ahead, **** father, as long as she is there, **** her! I will continue to work for nothing~"

After reading the news, Song Xici thought for a while with his index finger pressed to his lips, searched for a few dessert recipes, and copied the required ingredients to the memo. Then he took a shirt and jeans and put on another one. Little jacket, after he was armed, he drove to the supermarket.

In general, she also wants to overwhelm Xiao Meimei in her cooking. She didn't believe that she would do anything she couldn't do when she got serious.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Tang Youan and Zhao Zixi were sitting at the dining table. They didn't eat much, but they had a drink after another with others.

Probably it was Zhao Zixi who asked everyone to take care of it, but Tang Youan didn't show up like ordinary people.

Even the eldest Mr. Zhang Fuheng, the oldest of the people present, admired her, probably because the old man likes the relationship between piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and other national quintessence. I have something to say with Tang Youan, and even asked Tang Youan to add his granddaughter Zhang Lili to WeChat. . Tang Youan is not easy to push, so he can only add it.

Fortunately, the meal is very civilized. Everyone even improvises poems and so on. There is nothing smoky, but the very bad thing is that the relationship between the etiquette of the wine table requires a lot of drinking. And everyone is very happy and very happy, this time is also being extended indefinitely.

While eating, Tang Youan's cell phone turned on midway, and it was a message from Song Xi's resignation.

So Tang Youan put down the wine glass, looked around at the people around, and then turned on the phone under the table.

"Still at the dinner?" Song Xici asked.

Seeing this, Tang Youan replied: "Yes. Have you eaten?"

"No……"

"Then what are you doing?" Tang Youan looked up and chatted with a person in the dinner, then buried his head and continued to send messages.

"I'm making good food for you." Song Xici replied.

"What's delicious?" Tang Youan asked.

After a while, Song Xici did not send a message.

So Tang Youan continued to chat with people, but he still looked at the phone from time to time.

After a few minutes, the phone suddenly lit up. I saw Song Xi resigning "Strawberry Sandwich Cake" and a small video.

When Tang Youan saw this, he clicked on that little video. In the short video, Song Xici took a bite of a small cake, and then stretched out her pink tongue and licked off the cream sticking to the corners of her lips.

It's just that I haven't licked it clean. Tang Youan thinks he is crazy. Even across the screen, some want to help her lick it off.

"Xiao Tang, don't you think?!" However, at this moment, a gentleman next to him suddenly opened his mouth.

Tang Youan was stunned, and suddenly raised his head to look at everyone, not knowing where they were talking again.

"Since ancient times, being overly addicted to sex, whether male or female, doesn't end well, right?! Hurry up, say yes yes yes!" Mr. continued to mobilize her.

Tang Youan smiled and nodded, but a layer of sweat was already spreading on his forehead.

So everyone laughed inexplicably.

After a while, finally, the meal was over. It's also a reward. According to people's opinion, at this stage, she may also get two advertisements.

Tang Youan was already a little dizzy after drinking, but fortunately, there was nothing wrong with him. When I got home, it was almost nine o'clock.

After opening the door and changing his shoes, Tang Youan just straightened up and took off the bag from his shoulders. He saw Song Xici wearing a loose and slightly transparent white shirt with a loose ball head tied to his head. Came out of the kitchen with a plate of small cakes and a glass of honey water.

"How's the meal? Is the food delicious?" Song Xici asked.

"In fact, I didn't eat a few bites, and while chatting, the food was cold and not delicious." Tang Youan said.

"Then what to do?" Song Xici was stunned. At this point, it's not suitable for big dishes or the like. After thinking for a while, she said again, "Then...I will give you something to eat?"

Hearing this, Tang Youan suddenly remembered the indescribable text he had read two days ago, and then coughed.

"What's the matter?" Song Xici looked at her.

"What do you mean..." Tang Youan stared at her.

Song Xici was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly rolled his eyes, approached her, and whispered softly: "What else do you mean? I mean to give you something to eat."

At that moment, Tang Youan didn't know whether it was because of excessive alcohol intake, or because Song Xici was too close to herself, and she could even feel her hot breathing when she was so close. Otherwise, how could it be so hot?