"I don't think we're at the point where we're talking about marriage yet."
Faced with such an abrupt question, Xiao Yuanmu remained calm, and although his voice was clear, it did not make the person being rejected feel uncomfortable.
Li Nian'an was not angry at all. Instead, the smile on her face became much more genuine. She said, "You are all young, so it's normal that you don't want to talk about it so far. But I am older, so I think too much."
Song Xuanhe let out the breath he had been holding in an instant. He turned his head to look at Xiao Yuanmu, and saw that his long and straight eyelashes were slightly drooping, and he seemed not to intend to respond to Li Lian'an's words.
"But." Li Nian'an had no intention of letting Xiao Yuanmu take over the conversation. She smiled faintly and said, "Since you are in love, you should get along well. Only if you are truly sincere, even if you can't be together in the future, you won't become enemies because of love. Xuanhe is my son. I know he is not easy to get along with. He needs others to coax and persuade him in everything. Sometimes he has a bad temper, but he dared to resist his father for you and almost moved out of the house. It shows that he really likes you. I hope you can take care of him more."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he turned to look at Song Xuanhe, with a hint of surprise in his heart.
Noticing Xiao Yuanmu's gaze, Song Xuanhe said with a straight face, "Mom, are you done yet? He and I have something else to do later."
"Okay, you young people are in love, I won't disturb you." Li Nian'an said with a smile: "I was going to have dinner with you tonight, but Xuanhe doesn't like me disturbing you, so let you two have your own world."
Song Xuanhe pulled Xiao Yuanmu to his feet and said impatiently, "We'll go first."
Xiao Yuanmu was pulled downstairs by Song Xuanhe. He didn't feel relieved until he returned to his room and closed the door. At the same time, he was a little confused. He really couldn't think of why Mrs. Song suddenly supported him to be with Xiao Yuanmu.
Before this, she and Song Guochao had a rare united front, hoping that he would be with Song Jiani.
"How long do you want to hold my hand?"
Suddenly a voice sounded, interrupting Song Xuanhe's thoughts.
He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yuanmu, and then realized belatedly that he was still holding Xiao Yuanmu's hand. As soon as his hand loosened, he wanted to let go, but at the last second, he suddenly remembered that it would be better for him not to ruin his character for the time being.
No matter what's going on with Xiao Yuanmu, it's best to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances. After being interrupted by Li Nian'an, Song Xuanhe calmed down instead. Looking at Xiao Yuanmu again, he no longer had the fear that he had always been on guard against. Anyway, the outcome would not be worse than that of the original owner.
The hand he had just loosened tightened again, he raised his chin and raised his eyebrows and said: "I can hold your hand if I want, and I can hold your hand for as long as I want. Even if I want to hold your hand for a day, you have to let me hold your hand."
Song Xuanhe's attitude was arrogant and overbearing, but in Xiao Yuanmu's view, he looked more like a kitten that wanted to make a threat. Even with its fur puffed up, it was just a small ball. His round eyes could not hide the temptation and vigilance in them at all.
"Since you like holding hands, then don't let go today." Xiao Yuanmu's gaze shifted away from his dark eyes and fell on their clasped hands. With a turn of his wrist, he turned from passive to active. Song Xuanhe's hands were slightly smaller than his, so they were just right for holding each other.
Song Xuanhe tried to pull his hand out, but when he found that he couldn't pull it out, he pursed his lips and frowned, saying, "I don't want to hold your hand now, let go."
"It's too late."
Zhou Nan looked at Xiao Shenglin with a strange expression, then turned to look at Song Xuanhe across from him, coughed lightly and said, "Song Er, I advise you to be more restrained when eating."
Song Xuanhe paused with his hand, his expression stiffened. He saw Xiao Yuanmu eating very elegantly with his left hand. He gritted his teeth and vented his anger on Zhou Nan: "Eat your meal well and mind your own business."
Zhou Nan was choked by him, with an innocent expression: "I'm just worried that it's inconvenient for you to eat, okay? Besides, both of you only have one hand on the table, and it feels very strange for me to sit opposite you and watch."
"Then eat at another table."
Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes at him. Ever since Xiao Yuanmu said he would not let go of his hand in the morning, he really never let go of it, making it inconvenient for him to do anything. However, he couldn't pull his hand apart at all, and he didn't have the courage to confront the boss directly, so he could only endure it in frustration.
While eating, he didn't even dare to drink the soup, for fear that Xiao Yuanmu would follow him to the toilet!
Because of this, Young Master Song, who originally had a not-so-good temper, was already filled with rage, but he was still able to hold it in. Who knew that the guest room suddenly stopped delivering meals to the room, forcing him to go out to eat holding hands with Xiao Yuanmu. Before going out, he was thinking about not meeting anyone he knew.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked into the restaurant and found a small corner to sit down, Zhou Nan, who was one step behind them, squeezed over and wanted to sit at the same table with them. Not only that, he also waved and called Xiao Yuanmu and Xiao Ranyun who had just come in, making Song Xuanhe's already ugly face even uglier.
Zhou Nan didn't understand Song Xuan's sudden anger, and thought that he had a cold face because he was in a bad mood. So although Master Zhou felt a little aggrieved for being given a cold look for no reason, he still asked Xiao Yuanmu curiously: "He was fine this morning, why is he so angry all of a sudden?"
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Song Xuanhe's pursed lips and replied, "I don't know."
Zhou Nan thought for a few seconds, snapped his fingers and said, "I said Song Er's temper is much better than before, and I thought he had changed his personality, but it turns out that they are just squeezed together. Men have those days every month, so understand."
Song Xuanhe narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice, "If you say that again, believe it or not, I will make you lie down for a few days every month."
Zhou Nan smiled, not afraid at all: "If you want me to lie down, you have to free up your hands."
Seeing that Song Xuanhe's expression was not right and he seemed to be really planning to take action, Xiao Shenglin tried to smooth things over by saying, "The food is cold, let's eat."
The few of them finally finished their meal quietly. After the meal, Xiao Ranyun sighed, "Brother Yuanmu, are you left-handed? You can't tell at all that you used your right hand when eating. And you and Xuanhe have a really good relationship. You never let go of my hand."
Xiao Yuanmu's lips curled up slightly, and he said calmly, "He said he wanted to hold my hand all day long."
Song Xuanhe looked at Xiao Yuanmu in shock. She didn't expect him to be so shameless. When did he ever say that he wanted to hold his hand all day long!
However, no one present noticed Song Xuanhe's expression, because when Xiao Yuanmu spoke, although his voice was clear and his expression was as cold and distant as ever, for some reason, everyone present heard a hint of helplessness in his bland tone.
Zhou Nan's eyes changed subtly when he looked at Song Xuanhe, and he said, "Song Er, I didn't realize you were so clingy when you were in love before."
Song Xuanhe's forehead twitched. For the first time, he realized the true meaning of the idiom "no way to defend oneself", but he still stubbornly wanted to clear his name: "He said he wanted to hold my hand, not me who wanted to hold his hand."
However, when he said this, not only Zhou Nan, but even Xiao Shenglin's eyes changed when he looked at him. Xiao Ranyun whispered, "Brother Xuanhe, are you guys just force-feeding dog food as the legend goes?"
Xiao Yuanmu remained silent, and Song Xuanhe had nothing to say.
Neither of them spoke, but everyone present felt Xiao Yuanmu's helplessness and doting on Song Xuanhe, as well as Song Xuanhe's deliberate display of affection and affection.
In such a weird atmosphere, Song Xuanhe pulled Xiao Yuanmu back to the room without any reluctance.
Song Xuanhe walked to the three-seater sofa and sat down, secretly hating that there was no single sofa in the living room of this apartment. He wanted to make a single sofa, but Xiao Yuanmu couldn't let go.
He pulled my hand and said, "I need to brush my teeth after dinner, please let go."
Xiao Yuanmu said calmly: "I'll accompany you."
Song Xuanhe: "You can't squeeze toothpaste with one hand."
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes and played with the hand he was holding, saying, "I'll help you."
Song Xuanhe's expression twisted for a moment, but he endured it, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I need to go to the toilet, big one."
Xiao Yuanmu paused playing with his hand, raised his eyes to look at Song Xuanhe who had a provocative look in his eyes, raised his lips slightly, and said in a leisurely tone: "Then I will wait until you come out before letting go."
Song Xuanhe's eyelids jumped. For the first time, he felt how perverted Xiao Yuanmu was. He was even more certain that he was definitely not the Xiao Yuanmu from before. However, Young Master Song had no other choice but to slow down his tone and compromise: "What do you want me to do to let go?"
"Don't you want to hold the hand?"
"No!" Facing Xiao Yuanmu's smiling yet cold eyes, Song Xuanhe's expression changed. His bladder was full so he could only force out a smile and said, "What do you want me to do to make you let go?"
"As long as you answer me one question." Xiao Yuanmu raised his hand, staring at him with his bottomless eyes, and said in a clear voice with a hint of hoarseness: "If you don't like me, why did you have to be with me at that time?"
Song Xuanhe's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked away instantly, saying, "How do you know I don't like you?"
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him calmly, "It doesn't matter whether you like me or not, just answer why you must be with me."
"Because you are good-looking." Looking at Xiao Yuanmu's face, Song Xuanhe suddenly had an idea and said, "I like good-looking people. You are good-looking, so I want to be with you."
Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyebrows: "Is that so?"
"Yes." Although Song Xuanhe didn't understand why the original owner had to pursue Xiao Yuanmu and force him to be together, he felt that the reasons were nothing more than two: Xiao Yuanmu's appearance and the man's desire to conquer.
The desire to conquer is not appropriate to be mentioned here, so it is better to just say it directly because Xiao Yuanmu’s appearance is no different.
Xiao Yuanmu's cold eyes examined Song Xuanhe's expression inch by inch, but his eyes were clear and his expression was calm, without any trace of lying.
Song Xuan forced him to be with him in every life, just because of his face?
No one came. Xiao Yuanmu felt a little depressed, which made his already cold eyes even colder, as if covered with a layer of frost.
Song Xuanhe Ziran saw the change in Xiao Yuanmu's expression, but at this time he didn't have the heart or energy to say more. He pulled the hand that Xiao Yuanmu was holding and said, "I have already answered you, let go."
However, the coldness in Xiao Yuanmu's eyes only lasted for a moment, and soon he regained his composure. He said, "If that's the case, why haven't you slept with me for so long?"
Song Xuanhe's expression changed slightly, and various reasons emerged in his mind. However, when he met Xiao Yuanmu's sinister eyes, those reasons were instantly crushed, leaving only one:
"Because... I can't get hard."
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Xiao Yuanmu was silent for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you lying to me?"
"Really." Song Xuanhe gritted his teeth. Although the original owner had the same name and surname as him, he was not the original owner. He separated himself from the original owner in his heart, and the next words were much smoother: "I didn't lie to you, otherwise why wouldn't I touch you."
With that said, Song Xuanhe felt that the original owner had never touched Xiao Yuanmu for perhaps the real reason of male function. Otherwise, with the original owner's character and integrity, it would be impossible for him to leave such a top-notch person alone for no reason.
Xiao Yuanmu let him go, Song Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly towards the bathroom. Halfway through, he heard a cold voice behind him:
"I will verify whether you have lied to me."
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