Lu Xiaoman shouted loudly, with the courage of a military lieutenant.
"Come on, let's not get drunk today."
Song Yiqing swallowed unconsciously. For so many days in the hospital, Fang Huaian gave her nothing but liquid food. She could almost feel like a bird had passed out of her mouth.
Assuming she’s interested, the food and wine are pretty good!
The two of them sat down and talked over wine.
In the evening, Fang Huaian finished his work in the team and hurried to the small courtyard to pick up Song Yiqing.
Before I even entered the door, I heard a string of hearty laughter.
"You were beaten to pieces by Fang Huaian? Did he really show no mercy to you?"
Lu Xiaoman stepped on the stool with one foot and slapped her palm on the table with a snap.
"No! You man is really nothing. You are not soft on women at all."
Song Yiqing thought she was so cute when she was filled with righteous indignation.
"Hahahaha! If you scold Fang Huaian, I want to file a lawsuit!"
"You can sue, it's up to you! I'm still afraid of him! Come on, drink!"
The collision of wine glasses made a crisp sound.
Fang Huaian stood at the door and heard everything clearly.
Song Yiqing put down her wine glass, glanced out, and saw his figure.
She was in a daze, thinking she was dazzled.
"Fang Huaian?"
Lu Xiaoman took over the conversation: "Fang Huaian is a piece of shit, let me tell you..."
Song Yiqing covered her mouth with one hand and pointed behind her with her finger.
When she turned around, Fang Huaian stood blankly at the door, like a god of plague.
She was startled and was mostly sober.
"How did he come? When did he come?"
The living King of Hell makes no sound at all when he walks!
Oops, she seems to have said a lot of bad things about him!
She hurriedly covered her mouth and her eyes signaled Song Yiqing to send him away quickly.
Song Yiqing suppressed her laughter, and Lu Xiaoman meeting Fang Huaian was like a mouse meeting a cat.
Fang Huaian glanced at the table and saw that the cups and plates were in a mess.
"Are you drinking?"
Lu Xiaoman, relying on her drunkenness, lowered her head and murmured: "Even a fool can see that."
Fang Huaian's lips pressed into a tight line.
He shook the wine jar next to him and found that both jars were empty.
Lu Xiaoman is a habitual criminal who always likes to go out and drink in violation of discipline.
She was unlucky and got caught several times.
The conference called out names and criticized and wrote self-criticisms, but it was impossible to change this bad habit.
Now not only do I go out to drink secretly, but I also bring Song Yiqing with me!
"Lu Xiaoman!"
"arrive!"
Lu Xiaoman stood in a military posture reflexively, with her hands hanging naturally.
Song Yiqing's eyes were blurred from drunkenness and she couldn't help laughing.
"Go back to the company and write a review!"
"yes!"
"Run forward!"
Without saying a word, Lu Xiaoman raised her arms and ran back to the army compound. Her movements were particularly funny.
Fang Huaian frowned and his facial features wrinkled together.
Song Yiqing held her head with both hands: "Are you angry?"
"No."
"Then why do you have such a stinky face?"
Fang Huaian rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up their battlefield.
"It's not safe for you two girls to drink outside. Besides, there are regulations inside. Active-duty personnel are not allowed to drink. You will be implicated by Lu Xiaoman."
"I'm not afraid of getting involved with her! They all avoid me, and it's rare for someone to want to talk or have a drink with me."
Fang Huaian suddenly felt a little bit of distress in his heart.
She has no friends here, no one to talk to.
Lu Xiaoman is reckless and courageous. But he is decent and sensible.
Being a friend is a good choice.
"Do you like Lu Xiaoman?"
"Well, she's pretty good."
Fang Huaian pondered for a while, as long as she was happy, let her be.
Song Yiqing looked at him silently, moving swiftly.
He said nothing and quickly cleared the table.
"Let's go back quickly. Jinnian is still waiting for us at home."
Song Yiqing slapped her head and only focused on her own happiness, forgetting that there was a cub at home.
She stood up staggeringly, her body leaning forward and her steps careless.
He didn't take two steps before he fell to the ground.
Fang Huaian, with his quick eyes and hands, put his arm around her waist to prevent her from having close contact with him.
Song Yiqing exclaimed, and with the support of inertia, her body threw herself directly into his arms.
Her eyes widened, and the moment she raised her head, she happened to touch the corner of his mouth.
The two warm lips became hot as soon as they came into contact.
Song Yiqing's brain shut down and froze in place.
Fang Huaian smelled the familiar scent and felt confused.
After Song Yiqing reacted, she wanted to dodge, but he held her head down and deepened the kiss.
Lips and teeth mingled, and a tingling electric shock spread throughout the body.
Their eyes met each other, and there was a warm smell every time they breathed in and out.
Fang Huaian's Adam's apple throbbed, and if he kissed her again, he would be unable to control himself.
He forced himself to stop...
Song Yiqing's lips were red, swollen, and crystal clear.
Fang Huaian turned around and said, "You've drunk too much. I'll carry you back."
Song Yiqing automatically lay on top of him.
His steps were steady and his back was strong and broad.
Song Yiqing found a comfortable position and fell asleep deeply.
When we got home, it was completely dark.
"Xiao Qing?"
Fang Huaian called twice, but she didn't respond.
Listening to the even breathing coming from behind, he slowly laid her on the bed.
He took off his shoes and covered her with the quilt.
Fang Huaian straightened her hair, and her fair and rosy face looked very attractive.
He had a lot to say to her, but unfortunately she fell asleep.
Fang Jinnian heard the movement in the room and ran out barefoot.
"Dad, is mom back?"
Fang Huaian made a shushing gesture: "Mom is asleep, let's not make any noise."
Fang Jinnian nodded obediently, hiding the scars under his clothes.
"Can I kiss mom?"
"sure."
He came close to Song Yiqing's face, gave it a sip, and then smiled brightly.
Fang Huaian focused all his attention on Song Yiqing.
When he thought of Fang Jinnian's blood flowing from both of them, his heart was filled to the brim with happiness.
"Dad, then I'm going to bed too."
"Um."
Fang Jinnian stepped back carefully, his walking posture was a bit strange.
Fang Huaian sat beside the bed and looked at Song Yiqing's sleeping face for a long time.
It wasn't until dawn that he took a nap beside the bed.
Early the next morning, when Song Yiqing woke up, the room was already empty.
Fang Huaian and Fang Jinnian are not here.
After a hangover, my head feels slightly swollen and I feel extremely thirsty.
There was a cup of herbal tea on the table next to her. She picked it up and drank it in one gulp.
He put down the tea cup and took a long breath.
Comfortable!
This tea should have been prepared by Fang Huaian when he left. Song Yiqing knew that he was a careful person.
Suddenly remembering what happened last night, she reached out and touched her still swollen lips.
She couldn't remember whether last night was a dream or reality.
Just the soft touch and magical experience made her swallow her saliva unconsciously.
First kiss! Her first kiss in more than 20 years was gone.
But thinking of that passionate kiss, her face turned red again...