Yan Chuyang hummed, obediently took the bowl and spoon in his hand, and began to drink the soup with his head down.
Very delicious, the soup is very thick, but not greasy, and the fragrance permeates the tongue softly, making the whole body comfortable.
"It's delicious." Yan Chuyang took some time off and raised his hand to give Wei Qing a thumbs up.
Seeing the satisfied expression on the boy's face, Wei Qing's eyes darkened, and he suddenly called out: "Yan Chuyang."
"ah?"
"You and Wei Yuan call me brother together."
"Cough, cough, cough!" The boy suddenly put down the bowl, his face flushed, and he lowered his head and coughed fiercely.
"Are you surprised?" Wei Qing frowned and stretched his hand behind his back, breathing smoothly for him and said, "Why are you so excited?"
"Cough cough...no, cough, no." Yan Chuyang caressed his chest, blushed and looked at Wei Qing thickly and said, "It's so good, why do you call your brother?"
The man's expression changed, he lowered his hands, and calmly scooped up a spoonful of soup, put it into his mouth and drank it, "I just see that you are young, and your parents are not around, and we are destined for each other. , so I thought, recognize you as a younger brother."
"Being a younger brother?"
"Yeah." Wei Qing nodded solemnly and said, "I will treat you as my own brother just like Wei Yuan."
Yan Chuyang's heart stabbed, his fingers unconsciously pulled the tablecloth and thought in his heart, if we were brothers with Wei Qing, wouldn't we be able to fall in love with him
Is this an alternative way of rejecting him? It seems to be permanently rejected!
"I don't want to." The boy said in a muffled voice, "I'm not used to suddenly having an older brother, so I don't want to recognize you."
Wei Qing's face darkened, and his voice was slightly cold: "Don't slap me, I'm the president of the IPO, I don't charge a penny, I'll be your brother for nothing, it's a good thing no matter how many people rush to find it Son, why, you still don’t want to?”
Yan Chuyang brought the bowl over, buried his head in drinking again, and said vaguely, "Anyway, I don't want to recognize you."
"Yan Chuyang!" Wei Qing put down the bowl and chopsticks with a snap, "Do you still want this month's salary?"
Yan Chuyang suddenly raised his head: "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing interesting." Wei Qing lowered his hand and took out a bank card from his pocket, turned it around in front of Yan Chuyang, and said solemnly, "All your money is in my hands now, if I don't give you a penny You, you don't even have living expenses."
"I won't give it to you!" Yan Chuyang raised his hand to grab the bank card, "Give me back the card!"
Wei Qing swiftly withdrew his hand, put the card back into his trouser pocket, and snorted, "Now this card is not yours. Didn't you say it when we got married? This is our common property." After finishing speaking, The man blatantly threatened again, "I'll give you three seconds to consider whether to call me brother or starve for the whole month next month."
"Wei Qing!"
"You have two seconds left."
"Can you stop being so unreasonable?"
"One more second."
"Ah!" Yan Chuyang fell back helplessly, slumped on the back of the chair, let out a long breath before reluctantly said: "Brother."