My Husband Is Gay

The bed is big. Two meters wider and longer. I guess I can sleep six or eight.

After eating and drinking enough, song Anxi enjoyed being served, washed his face and feet, and finally rinsed his mouth with water of unknown raw materials. That feels good. After all the people have retired, the square area is estimated to be about 45 bedrooms. Only song Anxi, who has been relieved to prepare for a good luxury life for three years, is left.

Song Anxi has changed the pajamas prepared by the servants while there is no one. At this time, she was looking at the lengthened and widened carved wooden bed in front of her, worried.

Just now she asked little servant girl Ting LAN time. Now the time is about half an hour to midnight. The handsome man who said he wanted to talk to him about something. I didn't come back until I finished my work. Song Anxi didn't think about it for a while, so she forgot to ask how to arrange the bed when she went to bed later. Now her drowsiness comes up and her eyes are squinting. Standing a little longer, she reckons she should be lying on the ground.

But where should she sleep tonight?

If she is a man, it doesn't matter. Anyway, Yuan Lang himself said that he likes women. I will not be attracted to men, but the key is that I am not a real man. She was pretending, and there was a piece of cloth tied to her breast, although there was no structure in the castle. It's not hot at the end of summer. But after I put a piece of cloth on it. Sleep with a strange man, even if the man looks very handsome. That can't pass the psychological hurdle. After all, I haven't been so close to a man about the same age.

Oh What to do? Could she have no choice but to lie in bed with Yuan Lang tonight?

Just then. The door didn't open. A cool breeze at night followed the people who came in and blew it to song Anxi. The latter couldn't help but fight an exciting spirit.

"Cold?" Yuan Lang, who came into the room, saw song Anxi's reaction and asked subconsciously. He was a little dumbfounded after asking. Usually, he is not a person who likes to care about others. He is so indifferent in front of people that his enemies and friends have said that he is a cold man, although he does not think so. But today, if he remembers correctly, he has expressed his concern for the little guy who insisted on his nickname.

Why?

Is it true that as Ji qianze said, he was attracted to this little boy?

Song Anxi nodded, her broken body even this cold can not stand, that winter, what to do.

"I'll ask Ji qianze, the doctor here, to examine you tomorrow. You don't seem to be very well."

"Well, let's talk about it. It's all small problems anyway. " Song Anxi's intuitive response is not to let a professional doctor examine himself, or he will go through the gang immediately. That doctor is so powerful that he can know that he is not a man but a woman. When he complains with Yuan Lang, he will have to bear a crime of deception. Of course, this is also a minor crime. I'm afraid that Yuan Lang will not care too much about it.

But if you explain it first, I don't know if you can be lenient.

"That Yuan Lang, let me ask you something. If someone deceives you, what will you do to her? " Song Anxi asked carefully.

Yuan Lang laughed, "I can't answer."

"Why can't you answer?"

"The people who cheated me before are gone. I haven't met anyone who can cheat me now. So I can't answer your question

Song an was scared. He was scared. He talked like a threat. Although you are smiling, how much smile can you see in your eyes? Let's just forget it. Let's wait until we get a good chance.

Another yawn makes song Anxi think of the problem she has been struggling with. So he asked yuan Lang.

"By the way, you sleep here tonight, don't you?"

Yuan Lang looked at the bed and said, "are you worried that you can't sleep both of us, or are you worried about something else?" He looked at Song An Xi with a smile.

"I'm just not used to sleeping in the same bed. I don't think there is a study in this room. Can I sleep there? "

"I'll go. You don't look very well. I'll let Ji qianze show you tomorrow. You don't have to say no. It's not up to you. The body is the most important thing. Don't be capricious Yuan Lang said with a smile, turning to go to the study.

Song Anxi was stunned for a moment and immediately responded, "what time am I going to get up tomorrow?" If you want to see some kind of mother-in-law and so on, she does training early and prepares for it. But to her surprise, from the moment she entered the castle to the house, she did not see any elders, not only no elders, not even a wedding ceremony. Of course, Yuan Lang just explained that this is not a real marriage in itself. It's just to cover the eyes of the people all over the world, so that they can't stop worrying about his marriage with Yuan Lang.

But can it be said that all the basic customs of the wedding ceremony are saved, even the nominal father-in-law and mother-in-law can not be seen?

"What time?" Yuan Lang stopped and looked back. For a moment, he did not understand song Anxi's 21st century dialect."The dialect of our family. That's what the hour means here Song Anxi, that Khan, was quick at the moment and said something she shouldn't have said without thinking. If she had doubts about the existence of the God of killing, maybe she would have to move her head next second.

Family dialect?

There are dialects in the family?!

Yuan Lang Dingding looked at the pair of eyes staring at himself without moving his eyes, and felt that he or a lot of thinking. "There is no time limit. Whenever you like. However, Anxi, don't be greedy for sleep. It's not good for your health at last. "

Watching the handsome old man like a long winded old man went to the study to play the floor. Although song Anxi felt that this was still a little unsophisticated and inhumane to the owners here, he felt that he could be forgiven for thinking of the principle of "man does not do things for himself".

She put out the light and lay on the bed looking for a dream with her eyes closed. After looking for a long time, she opened her eyes, the scene in the dark was hazy, she could not see clearly.

I can't sleep.

She felt uneasy about her conscience.

It's so cold in this place. Even if yuan Lang looks healthy and has no disease, sleeping on the ground is probably not good for his health. What's more, the place where she sleeps is very good. The soft shop under her can make her warm and warm after a while. But yuan Lang was forced to sleep in the hard land in her study. What a mess. How uncomfortable. What a humanitarian spirit!

The more you think about it, the less reliable it is. Song Anxi tossed and turned on the bed. She had a lot of sleepiness, so she lost it.

Forget it. Anyway, it's all tied up. What are you afraid of? Besides, this bed is so big that nothing will happen. And I sleep very well, should not be lying in the middle of the night in the position of other people's chest saliva and so on.

Thinking of her simply opened the cool was under the ground, the cold on the ground let her involuntarily shiver.

It's cold. It's such a cold place for yuan Lang to sleep.

She sighed to herself. Thinking about how he just so ruthless to let yuan Lang sleep in the study. There is no bed in the study, just a cool chair.

Song Anxi, who had been looking for a lighter for a long time, felt the fire clasp on the table. Only then did he remember that this era should not be as advanced as a lighter. I've been playing with it for a long time, but I didn't think that it was not like what I saw on TV. After that, song Anxi, wearing a pajama, felt a little cold and couldn't stop sneezing twice. When I was snorting, I had a warm dress on my shoulder. If it wasn't for the clothed man to speak out, maybe song Anxi would scream and scream out at once!

But even if yuan Lang expressed his existence with some consideration, he still let song Anxi scream in surprise and hide away from the sound like a conditioned reflex - "bang Dong!"

Her waist hit the edge of the table.

All at once the room lit up. The light source comes from Yuan Lang's hand. Song Anxi finally saw the appearance of the man who dressed himself in the bright light. The one who said, "you must get dressed when you get up in cold weather" is yuan Lang.

It can only be yuan Lang. Can it be the ghost in this room!

Song Anxi grinned and rubbed his own small waist, thinking how this waist was so bumped. She also thought that it was because she was a bucket waist before crossing, and her skin was very thick, so it would not hurt much if she hit it like this; but now that she has finally got the small waist that she dreams of, she only finds that her muscles and bones are thin and she can't feel the pain.

It seems that each has its own advantages. If she had to choose, she would like to be still a bucket waist. It's better than a little waist still in pain.

A hand then stretched out and gently pressed on Song Anxi's hand kneading his waist.

"Get your hands off me. I'll rub them." Yuan Lang, the owner of the hand, said naturally, but the obedient people blushed.

"Or don't you think it's appropriate?" Yuan Lang saw song Anxi's hesitation and moved his hand away. The soft touch just felt in his palm made him a little distracted. At the bottom of my heart, the voice that said absolutely no was getting louder and louder.

Song Anxi blushes and shakes her head. If she refuses all the time, it will probably make yuan Lang feel uncomfortable. What's more, she's playing a man now. Since she's a man, she shouldn't care so much about it. It's all men's.

"Be gentle." Song Anxi whispered.

Yuan Lang smiles mildly. He looks at the boy who seems to blush easily. He hears him speak with such a shy voice and with that expression, it is deceptive to say that there is no unexpected emotion.

But he can only tell himself, this is a man, a man, if it is really like the mood, finally he tried to get together with Anxi, then he could not fulfill his parents' will. He needs to inherit the family, he has to make his family prosperous again, he wants to pass on his career in the hands of his descendants from generation to generation, but the object of his first passion is a man.

Yuan Lang, who kneaded song Anxi's waist with moderate force, thought to himself, but song Anxi, who felt less and less pain and felt more and more comfortable, looked like he was fast asleep. When both of them were absent-minded, song Anxi's gentle * from his throat made both of them nervous!Yuan Lang looks at Song Anxi. Song Anxi looks at Yuan Lang.

Stiff for a while, Yuan Lang took back the hand that pressed song Anxi's waist and said, "sleep."

Song Anxi nodded stupidly.

They turned to their respective sleeping places.

After lying on the bed, song Anxi looked at the carved flowers on the bed fence, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten something. She sat up and looked at the lamp yuan Lang had just taken out. She remembered that she had forgotten to ask yuan Lang to come and sleep with her.

But what can she say now?

If she didn't cry out because she was too comfortable to knead, would she still be able to dominate the bed and let yuan Lang sleep on the floor?

But if she told yuan Lang to sleep together, what would yuan Lang think? She * he? Or she * he?

I think yuan Lang must have misunderstood him.

Absolutely!

Song Anxi was thinking wildly here, while yuan Lang was sitting in his study chair, staring at the book he had not finished just now.

Isn't he really interested in that little guy?

Otherwise, he could feel excited in the dead of the night just now with the slight and almost negligible * sound?

Or is it that he hasn't gone to a woman for a long time to solve the problem, and has become a little abnormal?

Yeah, a few days ago, he had to deal with the basic data reports from various places about the third quarter of this year, but he didn't have the heart and energy to think about other things, so he never went to a woman. Listen to Ji qianze said that this kind of thing had better be solved regularly and frequently, which is much better than one-time solution. And easy to control

Anyway, go find a woman tomorrow.

But

As long as he thought of the shallow sound, that feeling, he could not restrain the fire in his heart.

Don't move, don't move, don't start! Something's going to happen.

Something must have happened.

He blew out the light with a whiff. Yuan Lang sat in the dark world, the quiet feeling did not let his fire disappear, but it was inexplicably higher and higher.

But no matter how much he wanted to, Yuan Lang sat there still. He has been through 30 years, in which he has learned to restrain himself. If you have no desire, you will be strong. He always believed in such an idea.

If he forced the little guy tonight, no matter what, he would be wrong with that little guy - he trusted himself so much; it would be better. Sit quietly until dawn, until the fire goes down, until you want to understand your responsibility and what you really need.

Have a good dream, little one.