Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

Chapter 159: Put the sauce bowl down! !

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Wei Qing's heart tightened, and he cursed in his heart, little bastard, what makes you feel.

You only have yourself in your heart!

Last night because he was leaving, he was so depressed that he stayed up most of the night, but he went upstairs to see him at one or two o'clock. He slept soundly than anyone else, and he was still grinding his teeth happily and talking in his sleep!

The one who suffers is always himself!

He pampered and pampered him every day, and ended up raising such a heartless dog.

Just leave as soon as you say, haven't you considered how reluctant others are? I only know that I am happy, whether I don't care about it, ignore it, whether I have no heart, or my conscience has been eaten by a dog.

Seeing Wei Qing's ugly expression, Yan Chuyang was taken aback, touched the man's shoulder and said, "Wei Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Qing came back to his senses, let out a long breath, covered the gloom in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, I got up early in the morning to cook, I'm a little tired."

Yan Chuyang sighed, turned around and looked at the dining table, swallowed and said, "You have worked too hard. In fact, you don't have to cook so many delicious things in the morning..."

Wei Qing looked at the boy's staring eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "These are all your favorite food, I think, after you leave, you won't be able to eat them anymore, so let's make them and let you eat them in the end." once."

Yan Chuyang's eyes flickered suddenly, looking at the delicious dishes on the table, his heart ached so hard that he couldn't suffocate.

Sure enough, he wants to say goodbye to these things

Sure enough, he can only eat sashimi and sushi

"Sit down and eat." Wei Qing grabbed the boy's wrist and asked him to sit on the chair, and he sat down too.

"No." The man took a pie from the plate and put it on the small plate in front of Yan Chuyang.

Looking at the oily pies, Yan Chuyang's nose was sour, and he said, "Did you queue up again this morning to buy?"

"Yeah." Wei Qing said casually, "They open the stall at six o'clock, and I've been there at five o'clock. I want you to eat what's just out of the pan."

Yan Chuyang's heart sank: "You...ah, why are you doing this?" The boy lowered his head and fiddled with the napkin in his hand, "Actually, it's okay not to eat this pie, if you really want to I'm fine, you should have slept with me last night."

The man's forehead twitched, and he handed the chopsticks to Yan Chuyang: "Hurry up and eat, don't you have to leave soon?"

Yan Chuyang nodded, took the chopsticks, and lowered his head to pick up the sweet and sour carp.

Soft and tender, fresh and delicious.

tasty.

Braised clams with chopsticks under the banquet at Chuyang.

This is Wei Qing's specialty dish, because seafood is difficult to handle, he seldom cooks it, and only when the two of them are resting, he will find time to cook it once.

Dip the clams in the sauce and put them in your mouth. The slightly spicy sauce wraps the delicious clam meat and explodes in your mouth. The tenderness is just right to tease the taste buds.

Yan Chuyang couldn't help but sighed in satisfaction, and after swallowing what was in his mouth, he shouted: "Delicious!"

Wei Qing smiled lightly, then suddenly picked up the napkin on the table, wiped the corners of the boy's mouth and said, "Let's finish eating, let's go."

Yan Chuyang froze there, and anxiously pushed the man's hand away: "I only took two bites, why did I finish it?"

"But it's getting late." Wei Qing raised his hand and let the boy look at his watch.

"It's almost nine o'clock. Don't you have an afternoon flight? We still have to drive to the airport. On the way, I want to buy some daily necessities for you."

"No, no." Yan Chuyang lowered his head and picked up the chopstick clams, put them in the sauce and wrapped them up, "I... I haven't finished eating yet, so wait a little longer."

"How can you wait?" Wei Qing pressed down the boy's hand holding the chopsticks, "The plane doesn't wait for anyone, so I won't eat it."

With that said, Wei Qing took the sauce bowl away.

Yan Chuyang suddenly became anxious, slammed his hand on the table and shouted: "Put down the sauce bowl! Don't rush me, I won't go!!"

Wei Qing paused.

Yan Chuyang said in a low voice with a cold face: "Bring the sauce bowl here."

The man obediently handed over the bowl of sauce, and kindly moved the plate of clams towards the boy.

Yan Chuyang lowered his head and began to dip the clams in the sauce without saying a word, and ate them in silence.

Wei Qing touched the back of the boy's head, and asked cautiously and in a low voice: "Are you really not going?"

Yan Chuyang hummed: "I won't go."

Wei Qing coughed dryly, and said solemnly: "You don't want to go. In fact, I support you to go, because this is your ideal all along."

While talking, the man non-stop raised his hands to pick up vegetables from Yan Chuyang's small plate.

Clams, beef, pork ribs, sweet and sour fish...

In a word, give him whatever he likes most on weekdays, and try to let him eat until he has no time to think about anything else.

The living room fell silent.

Neither of them spoke, but one was in charge of picking up the food, and the other was in charge of eating with his head down.

Ten minutes later.

"Don't pinch it." Yan Chuyang pressed the man's hand, raised his head and said, "I feel a little full."

Wei Qing's heart tightened suddenly: "Are you full so soon?"

Yan Chuyang hummed, looked up at the time and said, "It's only past nine o'clock, actually...it's not too late to go to the airport, right, Wei Qing?"

Wei Qing leaned against the back of the chair and did not speak.

"However, I still decided not to go." Yan Chuyang said with his head down, fiddling with the small bowl in his hand, "I thought about it for a long time last night, and I think I still have a lot of shortcomings. If I choose to go down the mountain at this time If the teacher works together, he will definitely be in a hurry because of his inexperience."

Yan Chuyang sighed, and said solemnly: "I am still young, and I still have a lot of learning opportunities. There is no need to choose to suspend school and go to Japan during school. Going to work with him based on experience will also bring him a lot of trouble, so..." The boy paused, raised his head, and said resolutely, "I still decided not to go."