Swiped the door with the door card, Bai Yu was the first to walk in, and saw that the furnishings in the house were not inferior to the high-end hotels in Hwaseong, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then said, "Is it okay if you live in a hotel?"

Song Shirin sat on the sofa, and just said calmly when he heard the words: "Are you sure your eldest brother will let me enter the house?"

Bai Yu imagined the appearance of these two equally powerful men together, and was suddenly dumbfounded, and no longer mentioned it.

After looking around the entire suite, Bai Yu stopped, sat next to Song Shirin, pulled back the man's gaze from the computer, and said with a smile: "Do you miss me?"

Seeing this, Song Shirin closed the computer with the situation, pressed it in this position, pressed Bai Yu under him, and said in a dumb voice: "What about you?"

Bai Yu was distracted for a moment.

He thought that two hours earlier, Berberland had also pressed himself in this position.

At that time, Bai Bolang's expression was natural, and it didn't look like he was being exposed to his crush, so Bai Yu didn't suspect it. But now it seems that if he really has no idea at all, how could an adult man press his younger brother in such a warm posture?

This is not a normal pattern of getting along between brothers.

Song Shirin lowered his head dissatisfied, pressed it against Bai Yu's forehead, and said coldly: "Who are you thinking about in my bed?"

Bai Yu shook his head, "I'm thinking about things, forget it, I'll confirm it when I go back."

After speaking, Bai Yu realized that the current posture of the two of them was a little hot, and Song Shirin, who was pressing on him, had a forbearant expression, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Song Cannon, don't tell me you're rusty, right?"

And what answered him was Song Dacang who told him with reality that he was thinking too much.

On the other side, Secretary Chu stood in front of the computer in a serious manner, quietly waiting for Mr. Song to send him the processed documents in the form of emails.

Ten minutes...

Twenty minutes...

Secretary Chu calmly picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip, closed the work mailbox, and then opened the browser, while eating the food and drink sent by the hotel, he began to watch dramas, and the beautiful life made him happy.

At the door of the Kashiwa house.

Little Watermelon stood at the door, looking up at Bai Bulao, but he could only see the latter's chin, but he still raised his head and brushed and said, "Uncle is going to take me to Baba?" "

"Hmm."

The corners of Bai Bollang's mouth were full of coldness, he didn't expect Song Shirin to be in such a hurry, Bai Yu had only been back for three days, and he couldn't wait to come over.

Thinking of Bai Yu, who was still playing with himself one second, but running to Song Shirin's bed and rolling around the next second, Bai Brown's eyes were full of indifference and murderous intent.

Facing a child who is always disobedient can make parents angry.

Little Watermelon's feet couldn't help but take a step back, and when Bai Brown looked at him, he pretended that nothing had happened, stepped forward, and said, "Okay, then Uncle is going to take me to Baba."

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