"Out of tune, do it again!"

"The voice is high, do it again!"

"Lyrics, lyrics, look at what I'm doing, I have lyrics on my face?"

"Where's the end? How's the end? Have you eaten it?"

"The movement is so small, and you still want to drive a warship?"

“？？？”

Finally, in an afternoon, under Han Feiyu's "careful teaching", Song Yichen was able to sing the whole song skillfully.

Han Feiyu's head rested weakly on his shoulder, after such a long period of torture,

It feels like the whole person is going to be scrapped, and it's not far from dying in place.

On the other side, Song Yichen also felt smoke in his throat, and when everything was over, he couldn't wait to get up and run to the refrigerator to take out the soda, unscrew the cap of the bottle without thinking, and drank the small half bottle in a pause.

"Get me a bottle too. ”

Han Feiyu beckoned weakly, his shoulders were numb, and it didn't look like there was any superfluous movement to waste his physical strength.

"Wow. ”

Song Yichen aimed at his head, and he was about to throw it over.

Han Feiyu: "......"

"Hey, hey, uh...... Ahem. ”

Song Yichen smiled but was suddenly choked by the water that he hadn't completely swallowed, and lowered his head and coughed violently.

After a little better, he continued to giggle headlessly.

Do it yourself!

Uh-huh?! Retribution!

Han Feiyu gloated in his heart. He moved from the chair to the couch, leaned back slightly, and then took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and put it to his lips with ease, but did not light it immediately.

The twelve hairpins of Jinling.

He sipped the filter, sweet.

Life is bitter enough, and you have to find some sweetness after all.

Song Yichen saw that Han Feiyu didn't pay attention to her, stepped on his shoes and rubbed the floor to make a rustling sound, and ran to Han Feiyu in a series of small steps.

"Take it. Mr. Han has worked hard today, please eat Haidilao in the future. ”

Song Yichen patted Han Feiyu on the shoulder with a smile, and sat next to him with one leg crossed.

After seeing the cigarette that Han Feiyu was still holding in his mouth, he picked up the lighter on the coffee table in the next second, and pressed it clumsily several times until the flame jumped and appeared, which was sent to Han Feiyu's mouth, which looked a little awkward and funny.

“？？？”

Han Feiyu was immediately stunned and glanced at her.

I don't know why.

What kind of plane is this again.

Although she didn't know what medicine she was selling in her gourd, Han Feiyu still adhered to the spirit of not being afraid of death and eliminating all difficulties, and poked her head forward.

There was a hiss, barely audible.

The cigarette was lit, and Han Feiyu took a deep breath.

Just when he didn't know what to say, Song Yichen suddenly said, "Xiao Yuyu, bring me one too." ”

"Huh?"

Han Fei Yumu Ran turned his head to look at her, and said coldly: "You are thinking about fart, next time you dare to say such things, believe it or not, I will you!"

Song Yichen seemed to be frightened by his eyes and tone, and he stayed there at a loss, and only after a long time did he say with a sad face: "If you don't give it, you won't give it, what kind of temper tantrum do you have." ”

(╥╯^╰╥)

"Why are men allowed to smoke and women not?"

Han Feiyu pursed his lips and said with a bad face: "How can there be so many, are you a hundred thousand why?"

"Don't worry about it, poof!"

Song Yichen puffed out his bun face and blew on his face angrily.

"Yo he, it's really good that the scar forgot the pain, is the skin itchy again?"

Han Feiyu wiped his face indiscriminately, good guy, the spit was sprayed on the master's face.

Song Yichen, you really owe it to clean up!

He was not interested in continuing to smoke, so he pressed most of the remaining cigarette into the ashtray. Wide-eyed and straightened his waist, a cut taller than Song Yichen, and then rolled the sleeves of his shirt to his shoulders, with a fierce expression.

"Come on, come on, who's afraid of you!"

Song Yichen also shouted, looking up at him, not to be outdone.

The two stared at each other and froze!

"Hahaha!"

In the end, Song Yichen couldn't help laughing, waving his small fist and lightly hammering Han Feiyu's shoulder.

It falls on the body, it doesn't hurt or itch.

Han Feiyu retracted his neck, rolled his eyes, and said, "Go aside, you want to take a nap." ”

"Tut-tut, take a nap, what kind of rhetoric are you dragging? Why don't you go to bed? It's not bad if you don't die, don't you have to find two palace maids to serve you?"

Song Yichen pursed his lips with a disdainful expression.

Han Feiyu was too lazy to continue to talk nonsense with her, his hands were on his shoulders, and as soon as his body was crooked, he had already fallen on the sofa.

Close your eyes and get ready for sleep.

He's not joking.

Come prepared!

He still muttered impatiently: "Go, go, move over there, make some space." ”

"Ah, are you really?"

"Or else?"

"What kind of sleep in the middle of the day, get up quickly!"

"Hey hammer, my head hurts!"

“......”

Song Yichen looked at him and didn't say a word for a long time.

Gradually, the living room became extraordinarily quiet.

Even breathing can be faintly heard.

Song Yichen squinted his eyes and rolled down the sofa, came to Han Feiyu and squatted down, looked at his face and smiled like an iron hanhan.

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

She took out her mobile phone and flipped through the video of playing the guitar that she had quietly recorded while Han Feiyu was not paying attention.

Suddenly, there was a light tap on the forehead.

Song Yichen woke up in shock, only to see Han Feiyu opening his eyes and looking at him.

"Why are you smiling so obscenely. ”

It turned out that he was not asleep yet.

"You're obscene, Han dog!"

“......”

Abominable woman, disturbing dreams!

Han Feiyu cursed in his heart, and then closed his eyes again.

"Don't, Xiao Yuyu, don't sleep yet, wait for me!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yichen got up and ran back to the room.

"Wait for you, big-headed ghost. ”

As soon as Han Feiyu's words came to her mouth, she was gone.

When he appeared, he didn't know what he was holding in his hand, and he shook it in front of Han Feiyu's half-open eyes.

"Come on, Xiao Yuyu, I'll let you enjoy my unique skills today. ”

Song Yichen crossed his waist and said triumphantly.

"Huh?"

Han Feiyu's eyelids drooped, and she was pulled up from the sofa before she could speak.

Song Yichen slapped him with his arm and said, "Sit down!

"What?"

Han Feiyu was tossed back to death, and now he just wants to rest for a while.

I couldn't help but let out a painful wail in my heart.

Auntie, please, let me go!

However, Song Yichen could hear it, and he wouldn't listen to it, biting his lip and pulling Han Feiyu's ear and poking his face over.

"Don't move, don't blame me if something goes wrong!"

Song Yichen opened his mouth leisurely and warned.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feiyu only felt a metallic thing touch his ear, and slowly leaned deeper inside.

Hiss~

He couldn't help but gasp.

This damn feeling!

It's like being in the clouds, and it's addictive.

He even rolled his eyes excitedly.

"Hey, it's so dark that you can't see anything?

Song Yichen frowned, his delicate little face full of seriousness.

"Ahhh

Suddenly, Han Feiyu shouted loudly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Did it touch your eardrum?"

Song Yichen immediately stopped and asked eagerly.

Han Feiyu stared at her face with a serious expression, and said faintly: "Song Yichen, tell me the truth, are you practicing with me again?"

"Ah...... No, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Song Yichen hurriedly shook his head in denial, and then asked cautiously, "Didn't hurt you, did you?"

"Nope. ”

Han Feiyu shook his head.

Song Yichen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, patted his chest, and said, "Then what the hell is your name, you scared me to death, I almost didn't drop the ear scoop in with a shake of my hand just now." ”

“......”

When she said the back, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she immediately covered her mouth unconsciously.

Han Feiyu looked at her with a resentful expression.

Good guy, good guy!

I dare to say that I am not practicing!

This almost dropped the ear gouging spoon in it, and he killed himself for money in an open and honest manner.

Woo woo, you really don't meet people!

"Okay, go on! Turn your head away, hurry up and be obedient, don't be so pretentious, big man. ”

Song Yichen patted him on the shoulder and said coldly.

Han Feiyu turned her head very reluctantly, although she refused a little in her heart, she continued to be ruthlessly ravaged.

"Why can't you see clearly!Xiao Yuyu, turn around again!"

"inside! Yes, yes, yes!"

"Strange, do you want to turn a little more?

"How do you usually do it, it's too difficult!"

“......”

Han Feiyu was speechless.

Ye is a big living person, not a biochemical robot.

You can't turn your head 360 degrees, it's going to kill you!

Han Feiyu felt that his heart had been hit by a critical blow, and he was no longer able to complain.

At the same time, Song Yichen also sat behind him with a depressed face, his eyes blinking as if he thought of something again.

I saw her holding down Han Feiyu's shoulder and said, "Come, I will definitely be able to see clearly this time." ”

Before Han Feiyu could react, she was holding her head, and her whole body tilted down.

The head rests on her lap.

In an instant, a soft touch came.

Han Feiyu raised his head, but he almost couldn't see her face clearly.

When I squinted my eyes, I saw that there were two dangerous peaks blocking the road.

It's disgusting!

"Turn your head around. ”

Song Yichen turned his head ninety degrees as he spoke.

As a result, Han Feiyu changed from lying flat to sideways.

The next second, I only felt that her left ear was gently lifted by her hand.

Sniffing the unique fragrance in close proximity, the eyelids began to become heavier and heavier, and the person became drowsy.

In a trance, it seems to go back to when I was a child......

Damn, what the hell is going on.

Could it be that onions are added?

"Xiao Yuyu, how do you feel?"

"Hmm...... Comfortable and comfortable!"

"Have you figured out what to eat for the night?"

"Haven't you learned to cook on your own?"

"Then why don't you learn?"

"I'm a man!"

"What's wrong with the man, I'm not happy when you say this. ”

"How about we go to the movies in the evening?"

"No, no, don't go, I'll talk about it later. ”

"Why are you like that?"

“......”

The two chatted, and Han Feiyu's voice became smaller and smaller.

Song Yichen lowered his head and found that he had fallen asleep and fell asleep.

As the sun sets, only a reddish afterglow is left on the horizon outside the window.

Song Yichen quietly put away his tools, pinched Han Feiyu's earlobe, and smiled.