The too familiar voice made the boy's spine stiff, and he quickly put down the coffee cup and turned his head to look. "Wei Qing? Why are you here?"
With one hand in his pocket, Wei Qing walked up to him and said casually: "This is a coffee shop, can you come and I can't?"
The boy frowned: "I didn't mean that."
Wei Qing looked down at the coffee cup in his hand, and said casually, "Have you had lunch? Just a cup of coffee?"
Yan Chuyang shrugged: "No, I'm going to eat later."
Wei Qing hummed, walked to the boy's side, lowered his head slightly to help him wipe off a little trace of milk from the corner of his mouth, and said: "The restaurant outside is not clean, I have to go home soon, let's go home and eat together"
Song Huaiqi sat beside him, staring fixedly at the intimacy between the two,
When Wei Qing raised his hand to wipe the corners of Yan Chuyang's mouth, he finally couldn't sit still, stood up and said with a smile
"Chuyang, why don't you introduce to me who this is?"
Yan Chuyang was stunned, shrank his neck, avoided Wei Qing's fingers, stood up from the chair with a bang, and hesitantly said:
"Uh, this, this is my cousin." The matter of marrying Wei Qing must be hidden. He is still in school, and the school is no better than other places. If it spreads, it will definitely cause an uproar, so we must keep it secret .
Hearing the boy's answer, Wei Qing's eyes darkened, but he didn't speak.
"Cousin?" Song Huaiqi's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, he stared at Wei Qing for a while, then smiled and passed his hand over and said, "Hello, I'm Chuyang's senior, Song Huaiqi."
Wei Qing's expression moved, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand and said expressionlessly, "Hello."
Just shook it, before Song Huaiqi could say hello, Wei Qing immediately let go of his hand, stretched his arms instead, patted the back of the boy's head and said,
"Don't be dazed, pack up and go home, you're pretty good at it, you didn't eat well in the morning, and now you dare to run over to drink milk for me on an empty stomach?"
Yan Chuyang shook his head: "No, I can't go back now, I'm here to discuss sponsorship with seniors, and I haven't signed yet."
Song Huaiqi hurriedly said: "No rush, let's make an appointment next time. It's important for you to eat."
Yan Chuyang groaned, scratched the back of his head guiltily and said, "I'm so sorry, I asked you to rush here, but the matter didn't work out."
"What's the matter, let's meet again next time."
Yan Chuyang had no choice but to nod, packed his canvas bag, and followed Wei Qing out.
Looking at the backs of the two of them side by side, Song Huaiqi murmured in confusion: "Cousin?"
I have known Yan Chuyang for more than three years, why has he never heard that he has such a number one cousin
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Once in the car, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
Yan Chuyang could clearly feel Wei Qing's sudden drop in air pressure.
The driver was driving in front, and the two of them sat side by side in the back seat.
From the moment he got in the car, Wei Qing didn't say a word, his face was as dark as a layer of ice.
The atmosphere in the car was very cold and depressing.
After a long silence, Yan Chuyang finally couldn't help it anymore, and lightly touched the other's arm, breaking the silence: "Wei Qing, what's wrong with you?"
The man pursed his lips, and suddenly said, "Come here."
"ah?"
"Come here a little bit."
Yan Chuyang was stunned for a while, propping up the seat with his hands and moved closer to him. Just as he touched his shoulder, the man suddenly turned around, lowered his head to enclose the boy's lips, and exhaled the faint milk aroma from his lips. Put it in your mouth.
"Hmm." Yan Chuyang widened his eyes in horror, and subconsciously pushed Wei Qing's shoulders. It wasn't that he didn't want to kiss, but it was a clear day and there was a driver in front of him. Isn't that abusive
"What are you doing?" The boy shrank back, raised his hand to wipe the wet marks on the corners of his mouth, stared into his moist eyes, and whispered aggrievedly, "Why did you bite me?"
Wei Qing's eyes suddenly darkened, and suddenly he had the urge to hug him and bite him hard, making him beg for mercy and cry.
Why bite me.
These four words overlapped with the scene in the dream last night. In the dream, Yan Chuyang seemed to be opening his dark eyes like this, looking at him in surprise and aggrieved, and said softly, I am in pain, Why bite me.
The man let out a long breath, pulled him over, wiped the bite mark on the boy's delicate lips with his rough thumb, and said softly: "I'm sorry, the car shook just now, there is no Hold on tight."
Although the voices of the two of them were very low, the car was so well enclosed that the voices reached the driver's ears uncontrollably.
The driver frowned silently. It's really a person sitting at home. The pot came from the sky. I drove steadily. What does it have to do with me
Yan Chuyang pushed his hand away awkwardly and said, "Is this punishment?"
"What?"
The boy rubbed his feet on the carpet in the car aggrievedly and said, "Is it because I didn't listen to you and drank milk outside, so should I be punished?"
Wei Qing narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Yes, this is a punishment. Remember it. If you do something wrong again in the future, you will end up like this. This time it will bite your mouth, and next time it will bite other places."
As he said that, Wei Qing carried the man over again, pinched the boy's chin, and inspected the boy's delicate and calm facial features up and down, thinking to himself, he has to think carefully about where to bite next time, whether to bite the nose or the chin, Or bite his tongue... .
"Wei Qing?" Yan Chuyang suddenly fluttered his eyelashes and called him.
"Um?"
"Since it's a punishment, isn't it considered a relationship?"
Wei Qing pursed his lips: "Of course not."
Yan Chuyang's eyes lit up: "That means there was still that kiss at night, right?"
Wei Qing raised his eyebrows, then suddenly lowered his head and gave him another peck and said, "The kisses now are all punishments, but the one tonight will be the serious one."
Yan Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, he kept the gentle intimacy with him once a day.
Wei Qing lowered his head and touched the boy's overly thick eyelashes, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"
"It's okay." Yan Chuyang pushed his hand away, rubbed his eyes and said, "The omelette for breakfast is very satisfying, and I drank coffee, so I'm not hungry now."