"Ah!" Yan Chuyang fell back helplessly, slumped on the back of the chair, let out a long breath before reluctantly said: "Brother."
Wei Qing frowned: "Sit up straight and scream."
Yan Chuyang ground his teeth, sat up straight after a while, staring at the person in front of him with his dark eyes, and said softly, "Brother."
Wei Qing's mind moved, and he was bumped by the boy's slightly hoarse voice.
"Are you satisfied?" Yan Chuyang stared, "If you are not satisfied, I will call you again, brother..."
"Enough." Wei Qing interrupted him, pointing to the soup in the boy's hand, "Eat."
The boy snorted, picked up the spoon and continued to drink the soup with his head down.
The dining table was quiet, only the crisp sound of spoons colliding with chopsticks.
"Brother." Yan Chuyang suddenly raised his head and called him.
Wei Qing choked violently, coughed lightly and raised his head, "What are you doing?"
"It's okay." Yan Chuyang blinked, "I just wanted to call you."
"Shut up and eat!"
"Brother..." The boy's slightly hoarse voice sounded again.
Wei Qing's forehead was straight, and he had to say, if the word "brother" is misunderstood, it is a very intimate and flirtatious title in some respects, and it is very provocative to call out softly, but now, Yan Chuyang It was deliberately lowering the voice and shouting.
In short, Wei Qing just felt that he deliberately called this title so... so uncontrollable.
"I'll say it again for the last time." Wei Qing said coldly, "Eat quietly!"
"Okay." Yan Chuyang lowered his head and began to pick vegetables into his mouth. After a while, he suddenly raised his head again:
"elder brother…"
"You're not finished yet!" Wei Qing raised his head impatiently and shouted.
Yan Chuyang frowned innocently, "I just want you to help me get another spoon, my spoon is dirty."
With a tense face, the man took a small spoon from his hand and handed it over to him. After thinking for a while, he said:
"Don't call me brother, you...you add my name to the front." His name is so manly, if he adds it, Yan Chuyang shouldn't be able to speak softly, right
Yan Chuyang was stunned: "Add a name in front?"
Wei Qing hummed, raised his hand and took the chopsticks to stir the soup in his hand.
"Brother Wei Qing." Yan Chuyang called him softly, and asked obediently, "Is that what you want to call?"
The man managed to wince in an instant.
That's right, it's not an exaggeration at all, Yan Chuyang opened his mouth, and the little brother underneath stood up and saluted him as if he suddenly woke up.
Not only because of the boy's limp voice, this title also reminded Wei Qing of that unspeakable dream.
In the dream, when he bit Yan Chuyang's neck, the boy used this accent to call him innocently, "Brother Wei Qing..."
Well, it's so fucking pornographic! !
Wei Qing let out a breath, put down the bowls and chopsticks suddenly, stood up from the chair and said, "You don't need to call me brother, just call me Wei Qing, if I hear you call brother in the future, once you hear it, hit me once!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, Yan Chuyang quickly asked, "Then you are not going to recognize me as a younger brother, are you?"
Wei Qing suddenly stopped, turned his head and stared at the boy's eyes for a while, then said seriously: "Of course, from today onwards, even though you don't call me brother, in my heart, you are also with me." Existences like Wei Yuan are my serious brothers, so tell me if you have anything to do in the future."
Yan Chuyang turned his face away with a gray face, avoiding Wei Qing's serious gaze.
"Did you hear that?" Wei Qing patted the boy's forehead and emphasized again, "I will be your brother from now on, don't be polite to me in everything."
Yan Chuyang ground his teeth, gritted his teeth and said, "I heard it!"
Hearing the affirmative response, Wei Qing's troubled heart immediately calmed down, being brothers is good, brotherhood will not deteriorate.
"Eat well."
After finishing speaking, Wei Qing and his brothers patted Yan Chuyang's shoulders well, turned around and went into the bathroom, his body was still tense, he had to solve it by himself, if he didn't solve it, he would not be able to sleep again in a while.
Wei Qing had been in the bathroom for a long time, while Yan Chuyang was still sitting there blankly. After sitting there for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and hammered down the table, clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why do you think so much about it? Tell me to stay away from you? Do you really think that if I recognize your brother, I won't like you? It's ridiculous!"
Yan Chuyang cursed bitterly here, but in the bathroom, Wei Qing was full of peace of mind.
While showering, thinking about the boy's smoky voice, he kept working hard.
However, he doesn't have much psychological burden for self-cultivation this time, because Yan Chuyang is now his younger brother.
As for his own brother, no matter how good-looking he is, how could he possibly fall in love with him
However, it is okay to flirt with him occasionally. After all, he is a human being, and he is a physically healthy and strong man. Every person will have the inferiority of being a human being. It is understandable to be impulsive about beautiful things.
Now Yan Chuyang and him are relatives like Wei Yuan, will he like him? of course not! Just like he wouldn't like Wei Yuan, so there is no need to be burdened.
No matter how good he is to Yan Chuyang, there is a reason for it. As an elder brother, it is normal to love his younger brother! Just like he loves Wei Yuan.
But, uh.....does he love Wei Yuan
Forget it or not, anyway, the matter has been resolved, so happy.
When Wei Qing came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe in a comfortable body and mind, Yan Chuyang was packing up the dishes and preparing to wash.
"What are you doing?" The man moved closer to him, snatched the bowls and chopsticks, looked at the boy's white and tender hands, frowned and said, "Auntie Wang will clean up the bowls and chopsticks when she goes to work, so you don't need it."
"Let me wash it." Yan Chuyang pushed his hand away expressionlessly, "You cooked the rice, if I don't do any more work, it will be like eating and drinking for free, I will feel uncomfortable."
"Tsk." Wei Qing snatched the plate from him, "I still don't understand what I'm talking to you, do you? What do you mean eating and drinking for free? You are my brother! Isn't it natural to eat our food?"
Yan Chuyang blocked his ears: "Oh, I know I'm your younger brother now, please don't keep emphasizing it, okay?"