What Xu Dongbo had in his head, Song Qiao had no way of knowing.

He touched a few more cards, and then pushed Xu Dongbo to swap with him.

Sitting in the position of spectators, of course it is impossible for him to touch his mobile phone, Xu Dongbo is fine sitting on the left, and Xu Dongyang is on the right.

Mr. Xu, who is famous in the shopping mall, Song Qiao didn't even dare to glance at his eyes.

After Xu Dongbo lost three handfuls, he became dissatisfied, and he encouraged Song Qiao to look at Xu Dongyang's cards.

Of course, it is not difficult for Xu Dongyang to remember the cards, but today is relaxing after all, and when Song Qiao changes to his side, he will stand up the cards.

Listening to Xu Dongbo's open-minded instigation of Song Qiao to come over and look at his cards, Xu Dongyang sneered unceremoniously and glanced at Song Qiao, "Come and sit here." ”

Song Qiao weighed between Xu Dongbo and Xu Dongyang, and still moved the stool to the other side, diagonally with Xu Dongbo.

I don't know if it was because he was stimulated by his abandonment, Xu Dongbo then chased after him, but he soon withered again.

When he got off the table at twelve o'clock in the end, Xu Dongbo had lost more than two thousand, he got up with a black face, and dragged Song Qiao to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

"Don't be angry." Song Qiao pursed his lips, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, who made Xu Dongbo's luck too bad, so that he gave money to others.

Xu Dongbo is not really angry, he can sit with his family, relax and play a card, where do you need to care about winning or losing, he just minds that he lost face in front of Song Qiao.

However, seeing that Song Qiao was now full of smiles on his face and relaxed, he felt that it was still worth it, anyway, his brother would give him pocket money anyway.

Xu Dongbo didn't mind, but his face was expressionless, stirring in the soup pot with a spoon.

Today is New Year's Eve, so I added this meal, and I can eat some dumplings alone later, and then I can go back to sleep.

"Really angry?" Song Qiao couldn't help much, and after being pulled by Xu Dongbo, he just stood next to the flow table, tugged at his sleeve at the moment, and tilted his head to look at him.

Xu Dongbo raised his hand to protect his head, "Be careful of burning." ”

Song Qiao leaned over, and it happened to be above the boiling pot, and if Song Qiao went a little lower, the hot steam would hit his face.

After saying this, Xu Dongbo was silent again.

Song Qiao bent his eyes and turned his head, and did not continue to speak, and when Xu Dongbo put the dumplings and brought them out, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on it, and then took his own bowl and walked out.

"Go to bed early." Xu Dongyang put the bowl in the dishwasher, passed by the living room and saw that the two of them were still there, so he mentioned it.

Xu Dongbo stared at the TV without squinting, and Song Qiao, who was sitting on the other side, smiled at him, "I'll go later, Mr. Xu......"

"It's also called Mr. Xu, let's call it brother." Xu Dongyang glanced at Xu Dongbo and sneered, "Remember to change your words tomorrow morning, don't teach me to treat Mr. Xu, at least it's an uncle." ”

Song Qiao was still hesitating, but Xu Dongyang went back after reminding him.

Waiting for the door to close, Song Qiaozai turned his head and looked at Xu Dongbo.

The replay program of the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast on TV, and when he was playing mahjong, Xu Dongbo had already listened to it once, and he didn't watch it at all now, so he wanted Song Qiao to coax him.

As a result, Song Qiao glanced at him and went back to the room directly.

The two of them naturally live in one room, and I don't know if it is Xu Dongyang who divides the room, there are a total of five rooms on the second floor, and they happen to be separated at one end, and Xu Dongyang lives at the other end with his parents.

Whether it's intentional or not, it's a great opportunity.

Xu Dongbo's ears moved, and when he heard the door closed, he glanced up.

After making sure that Song Qiao really went back, he ignored him, so he had to press the remote control angrily and turn off the TV.

If the mountain is not for me, I will go by myself.

He pushed open the bedroom door with great momentum, only to find that Song Qiao had already gone in to take a bath.

Xu Dongyang's arrogance disappeared again, and he sat on a stool and swiped Weibo.

There are a lot of people who stay up late tonight, and he has also followed a wave of popularity, and fans have risen steadily, and now it has risen to two million.

And this is what he has broadcast in a TV series.

It's just that the comment on the previous one is still a bit bad.

Xu Dongbo thought about it for a while, and posted a happy New Year, with a picture of a photo taken by Fang Cheng when he came back two days ago, and said at the time that he would let him save it, and he would have the opportunity to post it on Weibo in the future.

The sound of water in the bathroom was still ringing, and Song Qiao obviously hadn't come out yet.

Xu Dongbo clicked on the comments boredly, and the first few were congratulations to him on a happy new year, mixed in with them, and there was a very conspicuous comment.

Did you eat today: At first glance, it is a like-minded person, a single dog holding its paws.

Xu Dongbo's fingers moved, and he didn't return it, but he quickly crossed this one, he was not a single dog, and his boyfriend was in the bathroom.

Thinking so, he silently flipped up again.

In less than a minute, the comment had already been replied to by several people.

What is only a single dog that has the kung fu to post on Weibo at this time, which made Xu Dongbo suddenly understand.

It's a pity that he can't fight back yet, and can only watch a bunch of single dogs line up below.

Xu Dongbo sighed, and his ears moved suddenly.

The sound of the water stopped.

Xu Dongbo immediately straightened his face, determined to let Song Qiao come over to coax him today, and on the first day of the new year, he must strengthen his position.

Song Qiao didn't hear the sound of the door opening, and when he came out to see Xu Dongbo, he was surprised, and soon a helpless smile appeared on his face.

While wiping his hair, he walked towards Xu Dongbo, and finally sat on the stool next to Xu Dongbo, "Haven't read the message I sent you?" ”

Xu Dongbo frowned, glanced at Song Qiao secretly, and still couldn't help but open his mouth, "What did you send me?" ”

"See for yourself." Song Qiao's eyes were full of smiles, he put his elbows on the table to support his head, his eyes looked at Xu Dongbo's mobile phone, and then at Xu Dongbo.

Xu Dongbo's face was full of reluctance, but he still clicked away; The message of blessings began to be received non-stop just after midnight, so he only blocked it directly after reading a few.

At this moment, I clicked in, and at a glance, I saw Song Qiao at the top, and sent a message half an hour ago.

At that time, they should be eating dumplings or boiling dumplings, Xu Dongbo thought and clicked in.

What catches your eye is a row of red envelopes.

"Why are you sending me red envelopes?" He immediately pressed the back button, feeling uncomfortable.

Does he care about the money?

Song Qiao stretched out his hand and held down his movements, "You click on it first." ”

Xu Dongbo frowned and looked at him, and at Song Qiao's insistence, he clicked on the first one.

520。

There were more than twenty points in a string, and Xu Dongbo didn't count them, but his heartbeat was faster.

But Song Qiao was still explaining in his clear voice, "Today should be the twenty-seventh year, right?" I see it's that age on your ID card. ”

As for when his birthday was, Song Qiao didn't ask him anymore, but stretched out his finger and tapped the screen, "No, 27." ”

"I made up for the previous likes."

Xu Dongbo's heart exploded with fireworks, and his heartbeat was even more uncontrollable, he threw the phone over and over again, hooked Song Qiao's neck and kissed it.

"27 is enough, I want a hundred."

"Greed." Song Qiao was a little out of breath when he kissed him, glared at him, and scolded with a sneer.

He said that he was about to get his mobile phone, but was stopped by Xu Dongbo.

Song Qiao raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want it now?" ”

"Isn't that what you want now?" Xu Dongbo hooked the strap of his bathrobe, pulled Song Qiao directly to his side, and the two of them stumbled onto the bed.

Xu Dongbo's eyes were unusually bright, "If you want to give it separately, I want it every year." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Song Qiao to come down, and pounced directly.

was turned red overnight, and when he woke up the next morning, Song Qiao still couldn't tell where it was.

He moved his fingers and sat up on the bed.

Xu Dongbo has always been measured, especially when he knows that he has a job, he is very restrained and polite in bed.

They were at someone else's house last night, and Song Qiao refused a few times, but Xu Dongbo kept pretending to be confused, and finally came to Hu in the middle of the night.

The thick blackout curtains covered all the light, Song Qiao fumbled and turned on the lamp, and before he could see his mobile phone, Xu Dongbo stepped in.

Xu Dongbo walked to the side of the bed in three or two steps, helped Song Qiao to the ground, and planned to hold Song Qiao, but was slapped away by Song Qiao.

"What time is it?" Song Qiao opened his mouth to ask, only to find that his voice was hoarse.

The thought of going out to meet people like this later, his face turned red.

"It's only ten o'clock." Xu Dong Bomei kissed him and handed Song Qiao a glass of water.

Song Qiao's fingers pinching the wall of the cup turned white, and after taking a few sips to calm down, he didn't look at Xu Dongbo and went directly to wash.

After washing with a cold face, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Dongbo standing with his hands hanging at the door of the bathroom.

The eyebrows are low, and it looks like he has made a mistake.

"Don't be angry, we're still in someone else's house." Xu Dongbo said shamelessly.

Song Qiao also calmed down when he heard him, glared at him, and put his hand on his arm, "You also know it's outside." ”

Xu Dongbo hung his head, looking like he was beating and scolding.

Song Qiao's teeth itched when he looked like this, but he couldn't really do it, so he could only speed up his steps and go out.

"Qiaoqiao, if you have a cold, lie in bed for a while, it's snowing today, it's just a little cold." When Xu Mu saw him go out, she immediately stood up and said with emotion.

Song Qiao looked out the window, looking down from the sixteenth floor, there was a white expanse in the distance, he curled the corners of his lips and smiled, "It's snowing to have the atmosphere of the New Year." ”

When Song Qiao was talking, Xu Dongyang had already brought tea from the kitchen and beckoned them to sit down and serve tea.

"Happy New Year, Uncle."

"Happy New Year, Auntie."

Song Qiao took the tea and respectfully toasted the two of them, and then saw Xu Dongbo follow him to do this set of actions, and his heart was inexplicably a little strange.

The next thing surprised him even more.

Xu's father and Xu's mother directly took out two red envelopes and handed them to them.

When Song Qiao hesitated, he was directly stuffed into his hand.

Xu Dongyang also coughed and motioned for them to serve tea.

After receiving three red envelopes in the morning, Song Qiao put them in his pocket and felt heavy.

And the scene in the morning, why is it so much like a new daughter-in-law entering the tea ceremony. I want to talk about "Boyfriend He is Single" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~