"Who can't lose face." Yan Chuyang glared at him, "I just don't want to beg you."
Looking at the boy's obstinately bright eyes, Wei Qing felt fresh and funny at the same time. He didn't quite understand what Yan Chuyang was insisting on, as if begging him or spending his money was a shameful thing, but Obviously he only married him for his money.
If he didn't pay him, he wouldn't have come to marry him.
Wei Qing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but this discomfort was too inexplicable, so he quickly shook his head to get rid of this sudden intrusion.
Yan Chuyang reached out to grab the canvas bag in the corner of the sofa, and rummaged through the bag for a pen.
"Hey." Wei Qing glanced at the canvas bag in the boy's hand, and changed the subject, "Why are you still using this kind of bag? What about the one I gave you?"
Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment, took out the pen, zipped it up and said, "The one you gave is too ostentatious. With my status, everyone will definitely discuss using that kind of bag."
"What is your identity?" Wei Qing looked displeased, "What is your identity?"
Yan Chuyang pouted: "Anyway, it's not good for me to carry the influence behind my back."
"What to wear and what to use has nothing to do with others." Wei Qing was very dissatisfied, "If you can wear well and use well, why should you reject it because of other people's eyes?"
Yan Chuyang shook his head: "That's not what I mean, I just feel uncomfortable."
"Put that bag on my back tomorrow, and more." Wei Qing stretched out his hand and tugged at the boy's T-shirt, "This kind of clothes really affect my visual experience, I remember you should have someone in your upstairs bedroom The clothes that the assistant bought for you will be worn by me from tomorrow on."
Yan Chuyang felt weak all over, he shook off Wei Qing's hand and said, "Are you still drunk?"
"You don't care if I'm awake or not." Wei Qing snorted and stood up, "Anyway, I'll carry my bag tomorrow, so I dare not carry it and deduct your salary."
After finishing speaking, Wei Qing turned and went into the bathroom.
Looking at the man's slightly swaying back, Yan Chuyang shook his head helplessly. It seems that the wine really hasn't woken up.
Monday is the beginning of busy work and study again.
Yan Chuyang went to school, and Wei Qing went to work in the company.
"I'll go." As soon as he arrived at the school, Wei Yuan began to look up and down the brand-new Yan Chuyang in amazement, and walked around him in a tsk-tsk, "Are you wrong? When did you have the money to wear tommy hifger?" Clothes?"
Yan Chuyang stared guiltily: "I bought it with money, why, can't you?"
Wei Yuan shrank his neck from the boy's penetrating eyes, chuckled twice and said, "Okay, okay, of course, it's just that you're used to being frugal, but suddenly you're not used to being so extravagant."
Yan Chuyang snorted, sat down on the desk, took out the information book from the bag, and whispered: "Then you may not get used to it for a long time."
When he woke up this morning, he realized that Wei Qing didn't know what to do, and disposed of all the clothes in his suitcase, leaving only the ones he bought in the closet. As a last resort, he had to wear the ones he bought clothing.
"Hey, Yan Chuyang." The two brothers Wei Yuan hugged his shoulders and said, "I want to ask you something."
Yan Chuyang flipped through the English handout absently, and asked without raising his head, "What's the matter?"
"I've been chasing a girl from the foreign language department recently, named Luo Xiaoting, who is the flower of the foreign language department."
"oh."
"She's a rotten girl."
"A rotten girl?" Yan Chuyang looked up at him, "What is a rotten girl?"
"Don't pretend to me." Wei Yuan snorted, "You bastard, don't you know what a rotten girl is?"
Yan Chuyang pouted: "I'm not a crook, I don't like men, I just like your brother."
"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you about this." Wei Yuan frowned and said, "I'll tell you the key points."
"talk."
"Luo Xiaoting knows you, and she wants to ask you something."
"Know me?" Yan Chuyang was surprised, "How could she know me?"
Wei Yuan avoided the boy's probing eyes, and said vaguely, "I...I mentioned you to her."
Yan Chuyang stared at him suspiciously: "You chase after him, why mention me?"
"Oh!" Wei Yuan scratched the back of his head and said frankly, "She is a rotten girl, and she likes to hear about those homosexuals. I told her that a brother beside me is gay and likes my brother, so she is right. You are very interested."
Yan Chuyang abruptly closed the book in his hand, stared at Wei Yuan viciously and said, "Brother, that's not how you sell teammates, right?!"
Wei Yuan grabbed Yan Chuyang's arm with guilt on his face: "I know I was wrong, but for brother's sake, you must help me this time!"
Yan Chuyang shook off his hand: "You chase girls, what can I do for you?"
"Record a voice for me."
"ah?"
"Record a piece of Jiao/Chu, your Jiao/Can."
Yan Chuyang picked out his ears, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly, jiao... jiao what?"
"Jiao Pan." Wei Yuan stared at him and paused every word: "It's when we watch porn, when girls do that kind of thing, they say..."
"Bang!" Yan Chuyang raised his hand and threw the English handout on Wei Yuan. The loud sound caught the attention of many students who were studying for self-study. What a commotion.
"Are you still a human being?" Yan Chuyang tugged at the boy's collar and growled, "For a woman, let your brother sell my dignity to do such a thing!"
Wei Yuan pulled his hand away, smiled flatteringly and said: "Brother Yan, Master Yan, this kind of thing is actually very simple, you just hide under the quilt, imagine what my brother is doing to you, and then put a Recording pen, isn't this a natural thing?"
Yan Chuyang blushed at the scene he described, let him go, hammered down the table and said, "If your brother can really do something to me, I'd be happy to help you with such things, but he doesn't want If you don't sleep in the same bed with me, I don't even know what your squeamishness is, okay?"
It's a pity that he has lived for nineteen years. Except for helping himself with his hands a few times when he missed Wei Qing very much, the rest of the time, he has always been pure and ascetic.
Panting? beyond his comprehension.
"I don't know it's okay, you don't need to learn this kind of thing." Wei Yuan secretly took out a piece of paper from his pocket and stuffed it into Yan Chuyang's hand, "You just read the words written on it, and then you don't read a line and breathe again." A little, and a little more unconscious murmuring would be even better."
Yan Chuyang took the note in Wei Yuan's hand with a slight twitch on his forehead, opened it and looked at it, okay, it took up a piece of paper.
The boy frowned: "Is this useful?"
"It's useful, it's useful." Wei Yuan swore confidently, "Just follow the above instructions, and then adjust your breathing according to what I just said, the effect will be absolutely amazing."
Yan Chuyang looked up at him suspiciously: "Wei Yuan, isn't it? How do you know that the effect will be particularly good."
Wei Yuan's expression suddenly changed, sharp pain flashed across his eyes, and he remained silent for a while with a sullen face, then suddenly curled his lips and twitched on Yan Chuyang's shoulder, "Chuyang, you don't know, that woman has already forced me to Read it over and over again!!"
Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment, and patted the man's shoulder sympathetically: "Since she has already found someone to abuse, why is she still looking for me?"
"She despises me." Wei Yuan said hoarsely, "She said that my voice is thick and not suitable for recording/breathing, so she asked me to find you."
Yan Chuyang froze, pushed him away abruptly, stuffed the note into his arms and said, "Brother, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that I can't help you. I'm a big man. You can do this kind of thing." No, I can't do it either."
After finishing speaking, Yan Chuyang turned around and buried his head in the book, and began to study without hearing anything outside the window.
"Yan Chuyang." Wei Yuan looked at the boy's side face firmly, and said in a deep voice, "You really have the heart to let the girl I spent two months chasing fly away from my mouth?"
Yan Chuyang sighed: "Other things are fine, but I really can't help you with this matter, so you can ask for more blessings."
Wei Yuan was silent for a while, then suddenly shrugged his shoulders, and said in relief, "Well, since you don't want to, then I won't force you."
Yan Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief: "Thanks, brother."
Wei Yuan hummed and turned around, took out the handout and flipped through two pages, without changing his face, he said, "Then I'll call my cousin today and tell him, in fact, you've always liked him."
Yan Chuyang turned his head suddenly: "Wei Yuan, how dare you!"
Wei Yuan handed over the note in his hand again, and said with a smile: "I dare not, so please help me."
Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth, lowered his eyes and stared at the note for a long time, then pulled out the note abruptly, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Wei Yuan, you are cruel enough."