One Pet Gets Married

"Mom, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha!" ​​Song Xici stretched out Erkang's hand.

Tang Youan put one hand on his chest: "Amitabha, save a fish and build a seventh-level Buddha."

Lin Xing's eyebrows are erected: "I don't believe in Buddha."

But at the same time, the slippery grass carp broke free from Lin Xing's hand and returned to the fish tank with its strong desire to survive.

A few minutes later.

"Okay, I've learned a lot about raising edible grass carp as an ornamental fish... So what about big hairs and two hairs?" On the sofa, Lin Xing took a sip of water and used the cup as a gavel and knocked it on the table. The shock was splashing.

Lin Xing, who took off her apron, instantly lost a sense of grace and a bit more domineering. Maybe it's because of being too skinny, but also because of the bones, and his face is a little bit mean.

"Fell asleep..." Song Xici played with his fingers.

"Where did you fall asleep?" Lin Xing asked.

"Netherworld." Tang Youan replied.

"Dead?" Lin Xing was stunned. It's pretty literary.

"Mainly by me..." Tang Youan was hesitating whether to tell the truth, but Song Xici gave him a kick secretly.

"I was nourished to death." Song Xici replied.

"The straw bag is really only suitable for raising grass carp." Lin Xing stared at Song Xici and muttered in a low voice, then looked sideways at the fish tank over there, her face was speechless. Then she reached out and took a look at the crab Tang Youan had put on the coffee table.

Song Xici and Tang Youan, you look at me, I look at you, bowed my head, and said nothing.

"This crab tastes good, where did you buy it?" Then Lin Xing asked while eating the crab.

"Soil fat round meat crab pot, I can't finish it and pack it back." Tang Youan answered with a smile.

After Tang Youan spoke, Lin Xing couldn't help looking her up and down several times. To be honest, the expression and temperament are really very different from before.

"I heard that you will go to the studio to see Xi Ci recently as long as you are fine?" Lin Xing asked.

"Yes." Tang Youan replied.

Lin Xing nodded, glanced at Tang Youan, and then at Song Xici: "By the way, did you two have dinner?"

"Well, just finished eating, Mom, haven't you eaten yet?" Song Xici asked.

"I was full of anger by Song Jianjun." Lin Xing put down the crab and wiped her fingers with a tissue.

"You two quarreled again?" Song Xici picked up the phone and sent Tang Youan to WeChat while talking, "Quickly, say you are looking for clothes for tomorrow, and then go to your room and pick up the clothes and stuff you usually need. I will go to my room and lock your door!"

After receiving the news, Tang Youan looked up: "Mom, I'll go back to the room and pack up the things I will wear tomorrow."

"Oh..." Lin Xing still looked at her directly, then smiled and nodded, "Go."

After seeing Tang Youan got up and went, Song Xici finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Xi Ci, come to the kitchen with me." At this time, Lin Xing said.

"Are you hungry?" Song Xici asked.

"Cook something to eat, and I want to talk with you by the way." After Lin Xing put the crab in the trash can, she stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"Oh good!" Song Xi finished her resignation and went with her.

"You two used to spread the word every time you were outside, but as soon as I came, I would be as good as a puppy. To be honest, I wonder if you are lying to me if you say that your relationship is good." Lin Xing opened the refrigerator and took out two eggs, a lettuce and a handful of noodles. "You have been very good and obedient since childhood. I don't even know if you really agree with this marriage. "

"Mom," Song Xici said, stepping forward and reaching out, "I'll cook it for you."

Song Xici didn't dare to tell her that she actually agreed with her because she didn't care about marriage and love. In addition, there was a problem with the company at the time, and I felt that it would be fine to get the Tang family to help with the marriage. As long as Tang Youan doesn't have ideas about herself.

"No, you are not as delicious as I cooked by myself." Lin Xing walked away from her and walked aside.

"Where did you just talk about it? Oh, fortunately, it seems that she has been working hard to get better," Lin Xing washed the vegetables, "To be honest, I actually blamed myself for a long time after you got married. After all, look. You haven’t interacted with anything on Weibo, it seems that you are really indifferent to you as the outside said...So, I have been thinking recently, if you really can’t make it, you can leave. Now, our family doesn’t have to rely on it anymore. The Tang family is here."

Song Xici suddenly choked on his throat when he heard a few words from Li.

"Mom, don't worry, she has been very nice to me recently..." Although Song Xici often complained to her parents, but in fact, she still loves them in her heart. At this moment, she can't stand her mother's self-blame. Looks like.

"That's good," Lin Xing nodded, "Actually, I have also inquired that the people in your crew, as well as your driver, Ji, all said that she has been very good to you recently, even in private."

"So, you have to know how to treat her well." Lin Xing turned her head and said again.

"I'm good to her!" Song Xi Ci was taken aback for a while, and immediately replied.

"That's good. In short, don't do it like me and Song Jianjun," Lin Xing washed the pot and started to fry eggs, "just like this, and be together happily for a lifetime."

For a lifetime or something... Song Xici looked at the ground.

"By the way, this time...what are you arguing about again?" Although Song Xici is no stranger to their quarrel, he still has to ask.

Speaking of it, Lin Xing has a hobby in the past year, that is, as soon as he quarrels with Song Jianjun, he runs to herself.

"I went out for a few days, and when I came back I found that Peipei was killed by him!" Lin Xing said, staring at the fried eggs in the pan, looking very angry.

"Wow..." Song Xici raised her eyebrows.

Pepe is a big male duck. He came to Song's house about a year ago. Lin Xing raised it for a while and found that the duck had a special spirituality, so he never wanted to eat it, so he kept it in the backyard. Finally, he built a house for it, and put a piece of Kodama around its neck.

Although it was not clearly stated that it was a pet duck, the servants all assumed that it was the owner's pet duck.

Although Song Xi resigned less frequently, it was also heard.

"That old immortal, my old lady will carry a knife and chop him one day!" Lin Xing became more and more angry. "He also quibble with me, saying that ducks are born to be eaten by people, and there is no sympathy. ,brute!"

Song Xi's speech bulged her cheeks, and she didn't know how to answer, so she could only say, "It's really annoying."

She also said that she also keeps strange pets. Oh, I originally didn't keep pets.

"I'm so irritated, really, so irritating..." Lin Xing said as she put the noodles into the bowl.

However, just as Lin Xing was about to go to the dining table, Tang Youan, who did not know when he came in, took a step ahead of her, raised her face and smiled: "Mom, I'll come."

Looking at Tang Youan's back, Lin Xing raised her eyebrows. Not bad. In the past, although Tang Youan would not be big or small when he saw himself, he still shouted one by one, but he wouldn't be so considerate and gentle.

After a while, Lin Xing finished eating the noodles and was about to take the bowl to wash. However, Tang Youan suddenly stood up next to her and picked up the bowl: "Mom, I will wash it."

So Lin Xing sat down again. Sigh in my heart again: Yes, not bad.

After another while, Lin Xing sat on the sofa in the living room, chatting with Song Xici, chatting, and suddenly had a headache, so she rubbed her hands up.

At this time, Tang Youan stood behind her again, stretched out her hand and pressed her temple: "Mom, let me give you a massage."

Lin Xing was stunned, then smiled and said, "Okay."

And Song Xici was lying on the sofa holding a bag of potato chips, eating it with chucks while watching them.

"An Anke is really sensible," Lin Xing closed her eyes, enjoying the massage service, and smiled. "It's so gentle, unlike our family's Xi Ci, it's not serious or serious. Once asked her to beat me on the back, almost gave it I was beaten to a broken bone."

"Mom said and laughed." Tang Youan smiled.

"What a joke, she grew up, she was clumsy no matter what she did..." Lin Xing said.

"Sigh..." Song Xici looked at the two people over there, then got up, "Mom, I'm going back to the room first, you will go to bed early, tomorrow I will take you out to play."

"Okay, go back to your room." Lin Xing lazily raised her hand and shook it.

So Song Xici threw the snack bag into the trash can and went upstairs wearing shoes.

After returning to the room, Song Xi Cishu let out a sigh of relief and walked to the bed and stood there. After looking at the bed for a while, he took out a quilt and fell onto the bed. Then he took the phone from the dressing table and started to sit down and look around. .

Unlocked, clicked on Weibo, Song Xici flipped through the private messages she had received, and then looked at the comments. I saw everyone on Weibo wishing themselves and Tang Youan happiness every day.

Some people have even set up an account called "Tang Song Union Conference". The introduction of the homepage says: "This account is exclusively for Tang Youan Song Xi's speech."

"Puff—" Song Xi Ci pulled down the page, "I can't take it anymore."

After that, Song Xici raised his hand and poked into Tang Youan's account.

I saw that Tang Youan didn't post Weibo or anything after participating in that show, but gave people a lot of likes. So Song Xici poked in to see who she liked.

Article one.

TV dramatist Chen:

"This kid said that she had never eaten such a delicious thing in her life—@Actor唐佑安."

Then there is a small video below, in which she is wearing an ancient cloak sitting on a bench, holding a pack of Weilong spicy sticks in her hand and eating happily. After eating, she licks her fingers and pinches the empty package. Bag stood up and asked Xiao Meimei next to her to ask for the smelly dried peppers.

After reading it, Song Xi didn't laugh to her death. That’s right, that guy has never eaten these things before.

After clicking on the comment, Song Xici was almost laughed off by the netizens in the comment area.

-It's so pitiful, I want to give her money...

-The finger licking operation is so cute that it is foul, okay? ! Ahhhhhhhh!

-Look here at Anbao, the spicy slices are also delicious!

-Hahahaha, my mother went to ask others after eating her own, like our kindergarten kids at that time, cute!

Seeing someone praise Tang Youan, Song Xici still felt very happy in his eyes. Well, sometimes it is really weird and cute.

Then, the second article.

I care if you like me or not:

"Count down the six warmest moments of Song Xi's speech-soaking cold particles to the crew in the crew, helping the lighting engineer to warm the baby, reminding the newcomer to move closer to the center during the recording of the show, and seeing someone from far away at the fan meeting, it is subconscious. I stretched out my arm and ran for two steps over there to help the girl who was lost in the mall find her mother. She felt distressed that the martial arts double was too hard and eventually she and herself took turns."

Then there are six pictures underneath, or jpg. or gif.

Song Xici smiled when he saw this.

In fact, for her, many things are just a matter of effort, but because she is a star, she is magnified. But this is good, at least it can set an example for others.

Then, when Song Xici found out that Tang Youan liked things basically related to him. Some messy Weibo that she didn't know where they came from can be found by her, which is also amazing.

"Second fool..." Song Xi couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke his chin.

After putting down the phone and putting on a rabbit ear headband, Song Xici first removed his nails, and then brought a bottle of makeup remover.

At the same time, Tang Youan just happened to walk outside the door.

Pushing open the door and entering Song Xici's room, a refreshing orchid fragrant rushed towards his face, which smelled very good.

"It's done?" Seeing Tang Youan standing at the door holding the doorknob, Song Xici's motion of squeezing the makeup remover in his hand paused for a while, and then looked at her from the back.

"Yeah." Tang Youan nodded, pressed his palms to the door panel and gently closed the door, then turned around and walked to Song Xici's side.

"Hey, speaking of it, when I'm not filming, I don't seem to have seen you put on makeup, haven't you learned it yet?" Song Xi asked while removing makeup.

"Yes, it's not good. I only apply lipstick and lipstick. Last time I tried to draw my eyebrows with the eyebrow pencil in the house, and it turned into two pieces of vinyl tape." Tang Youan said.

"Hey, that's too stupid. Wait, I'll teach you tomorrow morning, wait, I'm free now, would you like to film tomorrow?" Song Xici asked while rubbing his left cheek with a cotton pad.

"The day after tomorrow." Tang Youan replied.

"Okay, I'll teach you tomorrow morning. As a female star, how can you not put on makeup by yourself? What should I do if I am in a bad state? If I go out to take pictures in a bad state, the media will make a fuss. "Song Xi said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Tang Youan smiled, then moved a chair and sat down on the side, with his legs crossed and one arm resting on the back of the chair, quietly watching Song Xici in the mirror.

"What are you doing..." Song Xici wiped her forehead with a cotton pad, pressed her lower lip lightly, and turned to look at her.

"Look at you." Tang Youan replied.

"What's so good about makeup remover..." Song Xici lowered his eyes, avoiding Tang Youan's gaze in the mirror, but inadvertently, his hands became stronger and squeezed too much liquid onto the cotton pad.

"There is nothing to see in the remover itself, but you are good-looking." Tang Youan smiled slightly, turned his head, and cast his gaze from the mirror to Song Xici.

Hearing those words, Song Xici only felt that his cheeks were burned by fireworks, and gradually burned, and the small earlobes and white neck were stained with a light crimson.

Tang Youan tilted his head slightly and looked at her: "Isn't it?"

"Where did you learn these... these messy words..." Song Xici put his hands on the edge of the dressing table, his eyes flashing.

After hearing this, Tang Youan frowned slightly, then smiled gently, and shook his head: "I haven't learned it before, nothing more."

Vaguely, Song Xici felt his heart beating again strangely.

"By the way, you really don't kill people casually now, do you?" Closing his eyes, biting his lower lip, Song Xici changed the subject.

"No," Tang Youan shook his head after hearing the words, "I have studied, I can't beat the police uncle, the weapons here are too powerful, and the bullets are faster than my sword."

"Damn! It means that if the weapon weren't too powerful, you would still..." Song Xici turned his head to look at her instantly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Not so," Tang Youan shook his head again, "I have studied it. The law here is very complicated. If you are too defensive, you may go to jail, so I won't hurt people easily."

"Damn! So if this is not a legal society, you would still..." Song Xici trembled in his teeth.

"No, if a non-adversary wants to harm you and me, and endanger your lives, I will not do anything." Tang Youan continued.

"Oh...that's good, that's good...it scares me to death..." Song Xi gave a hand to her forehead. Really, every day, I always feel that there is something to worry about.

"At the time, I was young and temperamental. In addition, the legal system there was not as sound as this, and some people who violated laws and disciplines were left unattended, I just..." Tang Youan said here, looking at her sideways, "All in all, Xi said goodbye to worry, I I won't do that kind of thing."

"That's good... I'll take a shower first." After Song Xici finished speaking, he stood up on the dressing table.

"Good." Tang Youan nodded.

Song Xici also nodded, did not speak, turned around and picked up the clothes, and walked to the bathroom.

After looking at Song Xici's back for a while, Tang Youan turned her head again, smiled lightly, then walked to the bedside and picked up the script placed above.

The script says that Gu Moyan has changed from a cold-blooded person to a person who will die for love in the middle and late stages. So, what is love? How should she interpret it?

Looking through it carefully, there are several scenes of Gu Moyan weeping behind, but after reading the script, Tang Youan is painless and unable to follow the emotional ups and downs of the characters in the play and become sad, let alone crying. Tang Youan couldn't help rubbing his temples.

Just as Tang Youan was pondering the script, the bathroom door opened. After hearing the sound, Tang Youan raised his head and looked over there.

I saw Song Xici wearing a long satin nightgown with a bow tie around her waist. Due to the fabric, her body shape was extraordinarily delicate, even the slightly raised shoulder bones could make people look at her. It's clear.

Tang Youan's gaze shifted with Song Xici's movement, and before he knew it, he closed the script.

"Then what, you...wash up quickly too." Song Xici picked up the phone and pointed to the bathroom.

"Okay." Tang Youan's lips curled slightly, and after throwing the script back to the head of the bed, he got up and took his pajamas and walked to the bathroom.

After watching her walk in, Song Xici sat down on the side of the bed, then lifted a quilt and lay in.

crazy. He made a fist and knocked on his forehead, and then Song Xici unlocked the phone again.

In the WeChat group, Meng Meng yelled out five minutes ago: "Sisters!!! Who is here!!! I'm so bored!!!"

When Song Xici saw it, he smiled and typed: "Raise your hand."

Meng Meng: "Finally someone cares about me... Zhou Yi is like air!"

"Haha, she was like that, what can you do? However, if you tell her that you are being bullied, she will definitely bring someone over to help you fight~" Song Xici continued to type, "Or, you tell her that you are living in When it’s on the street, she will give you a card if she absolutely shakes her hand."

Meng Meng: "Indeed, I am also my sister in society. There are not many people who are ruthless. I always only do practical things!"

Meng Meng: "Hey, Xi Ci, not even Mai?!"

After seeing Song Xici, he looked down at the bathroom and typed: "No, it's not very convenient tonight..."

Meng Meng: "Your mother went to your place again?!"

"Yes…"

Meng Meng: "So, you two want to sleep in a bed tonight?!"

"Yes…"

Meng Meng: "Damn, excitement! What will happen, look forward to..."

When Song Xici saw these words, his eyes widened and his fingers fluttered back: "What is the excitement?! What happened?! Haven't you and I slept in the same bed?! I still touched the bathhouse back then. How about your milk! What happened? Really, your head is so dirty that 10,000 bottles are not enough!"

Meng Meng: "Tsk tusk, such a big reaction..."

…

When the conversation was over, it happened that there was a noise from the bathroom door, so Song Xici raised his head and looked over there.

"Um, two quilts, I cover this bed, and you cover the other bed." Song Xici pointed to the quilt next to it.

"Okay." Tang Youan nodded, then walked around to the other side of the bed and lay down.

"Are you sleepy?" Tang Youan asked.

"I'm going to play with the phone for a while." Song Xici poked at the interface of the phone, one software next to another.

"Okay." Tang Youan put a pillow behind him and looked at the phone.

After inputting the names of himself and Song Xici on Weibo and flipping for a while, Tang Youan suddenly noticed that a person named "Dead Knock Tang Song CP Not Relaxed" posted a headline article like this on Weibo:

"Newly released, the Tang and Song cp essay written by staying up late, hehe, although tired, but still very happy! It's very emotional, do you want to come in and have a look? [Funny]"

There are a bunch of "Thank you blogger, it's delicious" comments below.

cp text? When Tang Youan saw these words, driven by curiosity, he clicked in.

On the other side, Song Xici had already played happily, and successfully passed level 698 with a blank face.

After passing, I felt that the game was a bit boring, so Song Xici entered the battlefield of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, but after two consecutive rounds of boxing, Song Xici withdrew again.

"Spicy chicken game, ruining my youth..." After Song Xi made a comment, she didn't know what to do.

After a while, she quietly turned her head and looked at Tang Youan next to her. I saw that Tang Youan was looking at her mobile phone intensively.

What are you looking at? Speaking of which, has she unlocked all the ways of operating the phone?

Are you scanning Weibo? Still know? Anyway, it shouldn't be Baidu Tieba, the thing has long been so muddled.

"Slowly stroke down..."

At this moment, Song Xici heard Tang Youan next to him suddenly say such a sentence.

"Hey, what are you...looking at?" So, Song Xici instantly put down her cell phone and looked at her sideways. Why does it sound like something unsuitable for children...

I saw Tang Youan holding the phone, putting one hand under his nose, staring at the screen quietly, as if thinking.

"I'm watching..." Tang Youan lay down, turned sideways, his thin left wrist was slightly bent, his fist was lightly clenched against his forehead, looking at Song Xici, his hair fluttered softly on the pillow.

,

"What?" Song Xi couldn't help raising the quilt slightly, covering half of his face.

Then, Tang Youan lightly opened his lips and teeth, perhaps because his voice was slightly deep, and brought out a sense of ambiguity: "Looking at our CP text. What does it mean that the following has flooded?"

After listening to Song Xici, she met her eyes and withdrew her eyes in a panic...

"Huh?" Tang Youan raised his hand and gently pulled Song Xici's blanket.

Song Xici squeezed the quilt tightly, only feeling the faintly trembling breath in his chest, and then turned his head to one side. Under the bed, her left leg arched slightly, rubbed her right leg, and rubbed...