Everyone was chatting and laughing and walked inside.
Lu Yuming and Song Jingyun stayed where they were, not raising their feet.
"Aren't you going in?" Wei Liangji raised his eyebrows, "This opportunity is rare."
"Suddenly I remembered that I have other things to do today, so I can't participate in this poetry meeting. I'm really sorry." Song Jingyun cupped his hands.
No matter how arty it is, no matter how pure and refined it is, Wanchun Tower is still a brothel.
This is not the place for him to go.
The so-called romantic and gifted man has been a legend throughout the ages, but the romantic is also ahead of the gifted.
What's more, no matter how beautiful the so-called sisters are, can they be as beautiful as his wife?
No matter how talented he is, can he be as talented as his wife?
Not only was his wife good at reciting poems, but she was also good at doing business. Her mind was full of fantastic ideas that he had never thought of. No one in the world could match her!
Song Jingyun didn't think that there was any woman in the world who could be better than his wife and worthy of his visit.
Seeing Song Jingyun say this, Wei Liangji was stunned for a moment, then reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, your wife won't know about this. Besides, we are just here to hold a poetry meeting, we won't do anything." What tacky things.”
"Yes, Master Song doesn't need to be so cautious."
"This is a rare opportunity. The man is a charming man, and you were invited here by us. Your wife will definitely understand and won't say anything."
"If it doesn't work out, I'll go to your house and work as a lobbyist..."
"It's true that I have something that has nothing to do with my wife at home." Song Jingyun looked serious.
Song Jingyun was usually mild-tempered. Even when discussing knowledge with others and debating different opinions, he always spoke in a gentle manner. It could be said that this was the first time that everyone had seen such a serious expression.
Everyone looked at each other and suddenly thought about it.
If you are an ordinary henpecked person, most of them are afraid in face but not afraid in heart. They may even feel angry and dissatisfied because they have been suppressed by their wives for a long time. They want to find the right time to stand up, or simply do something secretly to prove that they are still in love. There is some family status.
Song Jingyun's eyes were calm, and he didn't have either of the two. I think he was probably not the kind of henpecked person who has a lustful heart but not the courage to be lustful. Instead, he was the kind of henpecked person who loved his wife so much that he didn't want to be romantic or flirt with women outside. .
Wei Liangji understood in his heart and nodded, "Since Mr. Song still has something to do, we won't do anything to persuade him to stay."
"By the way, I'll give this to Mr. Song."
After saying this, Wei Liangji thrust a pamphlet in his arms into Song Jingyun's hands.
"This is……"
Song Jingyun stretched out his hand to turn it over, but Wei Liangji held his hand down, "This is a good thing. I found it with great difficulty. I must not let it be seen in public. It is better to take a closer look after going back."
"That's fine." Song Jingyun nodded.
Although this place was brightly lit with lanterns and candles, it was also very noisy and not a place for reading.
After putting the booklet away, Song Jingyun handed it over and left.
Lu Yuming also claimed to be unwell and found an excuse to go home.
He married earlier than Song Jingyun. He married his childhood sweetheart and a well-matched distant cousin. …
My cousin is gentle and virtuous. Although she hasn't read many books and doesn't know a few words, she obeys his words. When he is studying, she is always waiting by her side, and she is full of joy every time she sees him studying. All looked at with admiration.
Lu Yuming studied hard, largely because of his cousin.
So he didn't want to go to such an occasion.
Seeing Lu Yuming like this, others did not press too hard, and the remaining people crowded into Wanchun Tower.
When he got home, Jiang Michia was holding a small heater and leaning on the sofa to read a storybook. When he saw Song Jingyun coming back with a chill, he asked Zhucui to make hot tea, while he burned the charcoal fire even more.
"You didn't mean to go to the poetry meeting, why did you come back so soon?" Jiang Michia was a little surprised.
"It's not interesting, so I came back earlier." Song Jingyun said with a smile.
"I'm afraid there's no time to eat at this time." After asking, Jiang Michia saw Song Jingyun nodding, and called Zhu Cui and Cheng Mao to make a bowl of egg noodles.
Poached egg noodles in clear soup were served with some tender cabbage leaves. She was afraid that eating only egg noodles would be boring, so Zhu Cui cut a plate of braised pork elbow and mixed it with a piece of yuba and celery.
Song Jingyun was also very hungry at this time, so he took the kuaizi and ate it.
Seeing that Song Jingyun was eating deliciously, Jiang Michia also saw an important plot in the storybook just now, so he continued to sit in Ruandao and read the storybook.
Seeing Jiang Michia reading the book carefully, Song Jingyun remembered the pamphlet Wei Liangji gave him, so he took it out and took a look while eating.
The book is small. Although it is thread-bound, it is only half the size of an ordinary book, and there is no writing on the cover.
Song Jingyun turned to the first page.
Forehead……
There are still no words, but there are pictures.
There were two men and women, half-dressed, displaying some indescribable cheese that would definitely not pass the test.
Song Jingyun, "..."
With a click, Song Jingyun subconsciously closed the booklet.
but……
This thing is so weird. Watch it again?
Song Jingyun opened the page again, and then closed it again with a bang.
After repeating this several times, Jiang Michia on the side noticed something strange about Song Jingyun, and poked his head out from behind the storybook, "What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing..." Song Jingyun stuffed the pamphlet into his sleeve at lightning speed, lowered his head, took the kuaizi and stuffed the noodles in the bowl into his mouth.
Jiang Michia blinked and looked at Song Jingyun, whose face was slightly red.
My little brother-in-law is a little weird today.
When he went to bed at night, Jiang Michia felt even more weird about Song Jingyun.
On weekdays, they always slept with each other in their arms, but today Song Jingyun turned over early, leaving only Jiang Michia with his back.
Jiang Michia was surprised, but she also felt that Song Jingyun was probably a little tired from studying today. In addition, she had been talking to Zheng Yuanhe for a long time today and was a little tired, so she simply turned over by herself.
When Song Jingyun heard that Jiang Michia was breathing evenly and seemed to be completely asleep, he gently got up and took out the booklet again by the candlelight on the bedside.
Watch carefully.
With this look, I saw the depth of night.
When he put away the booklet, Song Jingyun felt upset and his face felt hot and uncomfortable.
Especially when he saw the lady beside him, his heart felt like a cat's paw.
Itchy.
After struggling with his thoughts for a long time, Song Jingyun finally reached out his sinful hand...
Jiang Michia was awakened.
Because I was a little out of breath.
But when he opened his eyes, what he felt was Song Jingyun's passionate kiss and his hands that were not very honest.
Jiang Michia, "..."
My little brother-in-law, this is...
