New Year's goods

Before Song Shuyang could make a move, a rapper in the industry who had been unhappy with Liang Tian for a long time took the lead in releasing a diss, accusing Liang Tian of being a troublemaker in the music industry over the years. Song Shuyang was very dissatisfied with this. If Liang Tian was a troublemaker, then Jin Zhou was also...

Anyway, he was still very grateful to the rapper for speaking up for him, and sent him a private message using Jin Zhou's account: [Bro is so real, respect]

The other party sent a 60-second voice message in a very sincere manner. Song Shuyang heard a lot of "M3" and didn't understand what he wanted to express.

Under pressure from all sides, Assistant Liang Tian finally took the initiative to contact Song Shuyang, but his attitude remained condescending. "Our Brother Tian is a man with a strong sense of justice. He couldn't stand the chaos in the music industry and wanted to take action to rectify it. This time, he accidentally hurt you. We can transfer you 10,000 yuan as compensation for your loss of reputation, but we won't delete the Weibo post, and a public apology is out of the question..."

Song Shuyang didn't even want to hear what he said and just hung up the phone.

Jin Zhou was shaking with laughter on the bed.

Song Shuyang slammed his phone on the bed and said, "What the hell!"

"The songs Liang Tian has written in recent years have been lukewarm. He's desperate for traffic, and now that he finally gets a hit, he's definitely reluctant to delete them. Don't be angry, come here, brother, give me a hug."

Song Shuyang saw that it was getting late and said, "I have to go back to bed."

Jin Zhou said with a heavy nasal voice: "Don't leave."

"Don't try this. It won't work," Song Shuyang said ruthlessly. "If my mom wants to come into the room in the middle of the night to check on me, I'm doomed, you know."

Jin Zhou clapped his hands in praise, "You mean Aunt Song was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night and suddenly missed you and wanted to go see you? Wow, so heartwarming."

Song Shuyang slapped him, then laughed in a cynical way, "You're so crazy, Jin Zhou! Even if my mom doesn't come to see me in the middle of the night, what if she calls me out for dinner in the morning? If there's no one in the room, she'll definitely come up to see me."

"Then I'll go sleep in your room. I'll get up early and sneak back in the morning."

Song Shuyang was a little conflicted. He slept comfortably on Jin Zhou's bed, but if Jin Zhou went to his bed...

In this small western-style building where they had lived together since childhood, they had done inappropriate things in every place, including Jin Zhou's room, living room, kitchen, and bathroom. Except for Song Nian's bedroom, only Song Shuyang's room had not seen their love, and the last bit of Jin Zhou who was not a boyfriend was sealed there.

Although he is very happy to be in love with Jin Zhou, he still misses the warm times of his childhood occasionally.

Jin Zhou noticed his awkwardness and assured him, "I'm just going to sleep. I won't do anything. I'm very honest."

Seeing that Song Shuyang hadn't responded yet, he used his ultimate killer move, pulling his hand and shaking it left and right, and said with a pinched breath: "Brother Yangyang, Miaomiao wants to go to your room to sleep."

Song Shuyang lowered his eyebrows and looked at him.

Jin Zhou had been growing his hair out again to please him. He hadn't cut it since August, and it was almost a bob. It reminded him of their first meeting, a stunning glance he still couldn't forget. Only now, he looked less feminine than when he was younger. He could clearly sense that he was a handsome, breathtakingly mature man.

With a red heart beating fast, Song Shuyang suddenly leaned over and licked the red mole under his lip hard.

He suddenly pulled Jin Zhou up from the bed and said, "Follow me!"

The two men went downstairs one after the other, each with a more serious expression than the other. If you didn't know, you would think the two brothers were going to the battlefield.

Song Shuyang entered the room first, and Jin Zhou followed, closing the door quietly. The moment the lock tongue and the keyhole were wedged together, their bodies were also wedged together, and their lips and tongues engaged in a fierce battle.

Childhood, warmth, and brother were all thrown aside. Song Shuyang was completely invaded by Jin Zhou, and there was no longer any space for himself.

Song Shuyang couldn't breathe, pushed him away, and looked at him fiercely, "Didn't you say you wouldn't do anything?"

"You believed my lies," Jin Zhou picked him up and threw him onto the bed, quickly covering him. "Every time we have a fight, you hide on this bed. Let's see how you hide this time."

Song Shuyang was kissed forcefully again, his lips were bitten and ravaged. He could no longer hide, nor did he want to hide, so he just gave himself completely.

"Brother, please don't hurt me so much."

He also used a killing move to beg Jin Zhou.

The memory of the last time in the bathroom was so unpleasant that Jin Zhou paused and let go of Song Shuyang.

He took a deep breath, suppressed something, and collapsed weakly beside Song Shuyang.

The atmosphere was already building to this point, but suddenly the brakes were applied. Song Shuyang opened his eyes in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jin Zhou rubbed his chin against the top of his head and said with a wry smile, "Zizi, it seems that brother has lost his confidence."

His original intention was that he had no confidence in not hurting him, but Song Shuyang misunderstood and fell silent.

Is this the case at just 25 years old?

Song Shuyang thought for a long time.

Ever since he confirmed his sexual orientation, he has always preferred to be the one on the receiving end, and he has never fantasized about suppressing Jin Zhou. After all, Jin Zhou is much taller and bigger than him, and he is the one who takes the lead every time they have intimate contact. He naturally thinks that it must be Jin Zhou who does that to him.

Now that Jin Zhou has deserted the battlefield, for the sake of future harmony in this area, it is not a bad idea for him to be forced to take the position.

He deliberately lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "How about I do it?"

Jin Zhou laughed and scolded, "Get lost, you're the kind of person who can't stand up even after a kiss."

Song Shuyang was ruthlessly exposed, and the last bit of his heroic spirit disappeared. He hugged Jin Zhou and rubbed his chest, "What should I do...Brother..."

Jin Zhou finally sighed, "I'll help you adapt a few more times. I'm too scared to see you cry."

…

Song Shuyang was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger. He vaguely felt Jin Zhou helping him clean up. He had habitually wanted to put the jade in his mouth to sleep, but when he thought about what he had just used this thing for, he suddenly felt disgusted.

He mumbled Jin Zhou's name stickily and asked for his hand.

Jin Zhou lay back down, fulfilling his wish, but he couldn't help complaining, "Can you please stop biting me so hard when you're asleep? It hurts."

"You're the one who cultivated these bad habits in me, so you have to bear the consequences yourself."

Song Shuyang bit deeper and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, Jin Zhou had indeed gone home. Song Nian knocked on the door outside, "Yangyang, get up and eat."

No matter how sleepy he was, he would get up on time every day to have breakfast with his mother. He rubbed his eyes and got up, only to find that Jin Zhou had made breakfast this morning.

He glanced back, making sure Song Nian couldn't hear what they were saying, and slapped him on the butt. "What time did you get up?"

Jin Zhou yawned as he fried an egg, "Five o'clock, I'm so sleepy."

"Why don't you get some more sleep?"

Jin Zhou also glanced back and said, "Who knew your mother would wake up so early? I was just about to go upstairs when she caught me. I had no choice but to lie and say I just came downstairs and chatted with her all morning."

Song Shuyang held onto his shoulders and laughed until he gasped, "What...were you guys talking about...hahaha..."

He definitely couldn't tell him what they talked about for the time being, so Jin Zhou lied: "We talked about work."

Song Nian's company has been on holiday, and she has stayed at home during the New Year holidays. Song Shuyang and Jin Zhou are not brave enough to flirt with each other under her nose, so they hide upstairs during the day and just make music together.

Two days later, Liang Tian couldn't sit still anymore.

This time, a different person called, and his attitude was much more sincere than last time. After a lot of chatter, Song Shuyang just threw him a sentence: "Did you poison the guy named Liang to silence him? Let him come to me in person."

Jin Zhou gave him a thumbs-up and commented in one word: "Ah!"

Song Shuyang took the confiscated cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he only took a puff without lighting it. He looked like a big boss giving orders. "Xiao Jin, if you want to accomplish great things, you must be patient."

Jin Zhou was about to light it with a lighter, but he immediately backed off, "What?! Are you trying to corrupt me?"

Jin Zhou laughed heartily, "Manager Song doesn't smoke or drink, so he's so self-disciplined?"

"Well, it's not that serious, it's a bit erotic."

"So what do you think of me?"

Song Shuyang touched his face and kissed him.

Just as they were kissing passionately, Song Nian suddenly called out from downstairs: "Xiao Zhou, your father is back."

Song Shuyang instantly woke up from his daze, his lips still wet, and said to Jin Zhou: "My father-in-law is back."

Jin Zhou helped him straighten out his messed-up clothes and refused to compete with him for the little advantage he had in his mouth. "Go down."

It was a rare occasion for Jin Jiaan to come back, so Song Shuyang greeted him warmly and called out crisply, "Uncle Jin!"

As usual, Jin Jiaan brought him cultural and creative products from the cities along the way, a big bag bulging with contentment, his eyes full of love.

Song Nian took off her apron and said, "You must be exhausted from the journey. Come and have dinner. We are a family..."

Reminded by Jin Zhou's eyes, she stopped in time and smiled awkwardly, "Come and eat."

Song Shuyang always felt that something was strange, as if everyone except him was exchanging glances with each other, and he couldn't understand it.

But Jin Zhou quickly diverted his attention, "My dad is back, let's go shopping together tomorrow for some New Year's goods."

As the Spring Festival is approaching, Song Shuyang becomes inexplicably excited again and starts jumping up and down and barking like a beagle. Fortunately, it is a single-family house, otherwise he would have been complained by the neighbors long ago.

Jin Zhou looked at him and smiled, "I noticed that you seem to be very happy every time my dad comes back."

"Really?" Song Shuyang slid down the stairs while sitting on the handrail. "I love the whole house and the whole family."

Song Nian walked into the living room and got furious when she saw him playing with the handrail. "Song Shuyang, if you keep doing this, I'll spank you! Last time, I broke the handrail by sitting on it, and it cost over five thousand to have it fixed."

Song Shuyang was fearless and hid behind Jin Zhou, looking at Song Nianluo.

Now only Jin Zhou can spank him!

However, his butt was still spanked by his mother. Song Shuyang sat dejectedly in Jin Jiaan's car and complained to Jin Zhou: "I will never talk to my mother again——"

Jin Zhou helped him finish the second half of the sentence: "Say you're a dog again."

Song Nian sat in the passenger seat, still cursing angrily, "You're such a grown-up, but you're still acting like a child. You'd better hope your brother will spoil you forever. When he gets married and moves out, I'll beat you to death!"

Song Shuyang lay on Jin Zhou's legs and said rudely, "Hey, my brother can really spoil me for the rest of my life, what can I say!"

Song Nian was so angry that he almost dragged him out of the car and beat him.

At least Jin Zhou persuaded him to go back, using the universal formula: "It's New Year's Day, don't bother with children."

"You're already twenty years old, but you're still a child," Song Nian smoothed her long hair that was messed up by anger, "Drive, Old Jin, don't buy anything for Song Shuyang today, buy only sweets."

Song Shuyang retorted: "I don't need you to buy it for me, I have money!"

There are a lot!

"Zizi," Jin Zhou reminded him cryptically, "Be more restrained at home."

Song Shuyang and Song Nian are of the same generation, and they cannot keep secrets in their hearts. He is guarding the secrets of both sides, and knows better than anyone else present how intense the chemical reaction will be when these two secrets are blended. He has to be on his toes at all times to prevent either side from letting the cat out of the bag.

As expected, Song Shuyang shut up and pinched Jin Zhou's thigh.

Song Nian bought a bunch of snacks that Song Shuyang liked, and insisted that he bought them for Jin Zhou. Jin Zhou tacitly agreed and said, "Okay, duck necks are his favorite, and beef jerky is also his favorite."

Passing by the family planning supplies area, Song Shuyang and Jin Zhou stopped tacitly.

Jin Jiaan pushed the shopping cart forward, while Song Nian was picking and choosing in the nuts section. No one noticed them.

Song Shuyang raised his left eyebrow and Jin Zhou raised his right eyebrow.

Jin Zhou lowered his voice and asked, "Is this considered a New Year's gift?"

"Are you crazy? Where are you hiding it?"

"I'll hide it inside my coat. I won't be seen."

"Then don't you need to take it out when you pay? Next time, it will be terrible if you are caught."

Song Shuyang pulled Jin Zhou away quickly. It was a bit shameless to buy this stuff for the New Year.

In fact, they almost did it to the end last night. Jin Zhou was very meticulous and Song Shuyang adapted very well, but Jin Zhou called a halt when the arrow was on the string, remembering what the school doctor had told him.

The weather is cold and it is easy to get a fever. He didn't want Song Shuyang to spend the New Year sick.

Seeing Jin Zhou's reluctant expression, Song Shuyang coughed lightly and whispered in his ear, "I'll go to the convenience store to buy it tonight."