Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 91 The Wedding in Dreams

Qi Yue knew how to please Song Yan so well, which made Song Yan feel scared.

She stepped back slightly, looking at Qi Yue who was laughing wildly, feeling a little scared.

Qi Yue burst into tears with a smile, raised her hand and gently touched Song Yan's head, as if she was stroking a golden hair: "Brother Yan, go back, don't force me."

Song Yan refused to leave, and looked at her aggrievedly.

"If you don't go back, I'm going to do something bad."

Qi Yue looked at Song Yan's appearance contentedly, and pulled him into the bathroom with a smile.

Why is this person such a little daughter-in-law? She looks too cute.

Hanging around together, Qi Yue didn't even eat dinner.

Song Yan hugged Qi Yue for a while, and the latter completely calmed down, kicking Song Yan away.

Several times, Qi Yue teased Song Yan, but stopped them in time at the last moment, but Song Yan was helpless.

That night, Qi Yue kept Song Yan, but only stayed.

The next day, when she woke up, Song Yan had already woken up, and was ping-pong-pong outside packing something.

Qi Yue sat on the sofa and stared blankly for a while.

Qi Yue couldn't remember how she got to bed after taking a bath yesterday. She could only think of Song Yan calling her name again and again when Song Yan hugged her after lying down.

Qi Yue blushed like an apple, and turned to look at Song Yan who was busy in the kitchen.

Last night, I really indulged myself, and also indulged Song Yan once.

Otherwise, how could he let him hold her like that without saying a word?

Song Yan put the noodles with poached eggs on the table and called her to have lunch.

Qi Yue glanced at the time, and it was past eleven o'clock.

She went to the bathroom to wash up, then slowly moved over and sat at the table, eating noodles next to Song Yan.

The taste is very good, and Song Yan's cooking skills are still acceptable.

"The day after tomorrow I will go abroad to attend an awards ceremony, and then there will be an album signing event." After dinner, Song Yan said to Qi Yue who was on the sofa while washing the dishes.

Qi Yue stared at the screen on the TV, and only said a perfunctory "hmm" when she heard the words.

She didn't care about Song Yan's schedule.

"Has Xiao Li's affairs settled?" Qi Yue picked up the remote control panel on the coffee table, "Has the police station contacted you these days?"

The screen on the TV changed from Song Yan to another little fresh meat, and Qi Yue put down the remote control.

"No, I don't know, the rest of the matter is handled by Tu Yan."

"Oh."

"When are you leaving?" Qi Yue turned to look at him, "I mean today."

In comparison, Song Yan still looks much better than those little fresh meat in vases.

Song Yan paused while washing the dishes, "I'll buy you an automatic dishwasher."

"Okay, ah, no, don't change the subject."

Song Yan smiled deeply, "Then we will go in the afternoon."

Qi Yue: "..."

"I'm on vacation these days. It's a hard vacation. Just let me stay for a few more days."

"Mr. Song, why do I think it's easy for you to sign the gambling agreement?"

"They dare not do anything to me."

Qi Yue turned her head back and turned the TV back.

Song Yan, dressed in white, has a chic figure, shuttling through the forest, full of chivalry.

Qi Yue was fascinated by the plot after watching it, so she let it go on like this.

Not long after, Song Yan washed his hands and came over, pinched Qi Yue's chin and kissed her.

It would be a fool not to take advantage of it, let alone the other party acquiesced.

Qi Yue patted his hand, "This is the second day."

The implication is that I let you hug and kiss yesterday, but I can't do it today.

Song Yan looked at her wrongedly, and Danfeng's eyes drooped slightly, as if she was really sad.

Qi Yue knocked his forehead lightly, "Stop pretending."

Song Yan: "..."

Song Yan sat next to her, "Then can I hug you?"

"So can you go buy a dishwasher?"

"Don't worry, I'll make a call and someone will deliver it in a while."

"Oh." Qi Yue stretched out a hand to hook Song Yan in pity, "This is a reward."

Song Yan smiled even sweeter.

At the end of the movie, Qi Yue got up and tugged at the corner of her clothes, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a nap, you should go back."

Song Yan grabbed the corner of her clothes: "I want to be with you."

"Brother, please go away!"

Song Yan: "..."

Song Yan's spineless and dignified appearance was more like a big golden retriever, and Qi Yue couldn't help ruffling his hair.

Indulge once, but there will be no second time.

She can give Song Yan some benefits at the right time, and then test whether he really fell in love with her bit by bit.

She can also set up a trap and let Song Yan fall into it, and she can only love her from now on.

She can do all these, but Qi Yue doesn't want to.

Qi Yue pushed open the bedroom door, locked Song Yan out, and also locked her heart.

The quilt and bed were very warm, Qi Yue lay down for a while, but couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning.

I was quite sleepy just now, but now I really don't feel sleepy at all.

After reading for about half an hour, Qi Yue played a song for herself, hypnotized and fell asleep.

Song Yan was tinkering with the dishwasher, while Qi Yue was sound asleep in the bedroom.

Qi Yue woke up from a nap, yawned and got out of bed to look for Song Yan, who was no longer there, probably went back.

Qi Yue felt a sense of loss for no reason, and sure enough, she left anyway.

Qi Yue turned around in the empty room a few times, caught a glimpse of the cello in the corner, and felt itchy.

This cello was when she was a child, and Nie Wenjun reported it to Qi Huan when she asked Qi Huan to learn an instrument. In the end, one of them played the piano and the other played the cello.

Qi Yue walked over, picked up the piano, found a stool and sat down, adjusted the tune, and started playing.

The sound of the cello was rich and full, and the tone was cheerful. Qi Yue played a few notes casually, and then began to play formally.

She played "Dream Wedding". When she was a child, she and Qi Huan both liked this song very much, and even fought with each other. They have long been familiar with the score and can recall it casually.

After the performance, Qi Yue put the cello back in the corner, turned around and Song Yan was standing quietly behind her.

Qi Yue was taken aback, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why are you walking so silently?"

Song Yan didn't refute, walked up to her, bowed and looked at her level: "Qi Yue, you surprised me so much."

Qi Yue pouted, "I'm not the only one who can pull."

Song Yan shook his head, "Others are others, you are you."

"It was you who surprised me, don't compare yourself with others."

Song's speech was serious, so Qi Yue just listened to it casually. Pei Jingxuan had said the same thing to her, and the emotion was long overdue.

"What did you go for?" Qi Yue asked.

"Go out and do something."

"Oh."

When Qi Yue got close to Song Yan, the smell on his body became stronger, unlike the previous sea island pines and cypresses, this time the top notes were spicy, with a hint of herbal medicine, and the middle and back notes were faintly scented. The mellow fragrance of agarwood.

She didn't smell this smell yesterday or today when they were together.

"Have you changed your perfume?" Qi Yue asked him bluntly.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, raised his sleeves and smelled it, and said, "No, it probably smells like someone else, I'm going to take a shower."

Qi Yue frowned slightly, "Who did you meet today?"

Song Yan was a little strange, as if there were waves surging in the calm.

(End of this chapter)