Yan Chuyang nodded heavily: "Don't worry! I can."
Wei Qing hummed, turned around and left the bathroom door, waiting for him outside.
After a while, he felt a little relaxed when he heard the sound of splashing water. Fortunately, he didn't seem to be so drunk that he passed out, and he was able to untie his pants.
After waiting for about three or four minutes, Wei Qing knocked on the door when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom disappearing: "Okay? Hurry up and come out when you're done."
The toilet was quiet and there was no sound at all.
Wei Qing's heart tightened, and he quickly opened the door and went in.
Yan Chuyang stood upright, leaning on the wall with one hand and pulling his trousers with the other, and fell asleep firmly with his eyes closed.
Yes, fell asleep, fell asleep standing up!
Wei Qing couldn't help but swear: "You're really capable!" He walked behind the boy and pulled up his pants.
While mentioning it, he gritted his teeth and thought bitterly, just an hour ago, he actually boasted that Chuyang was good? Be good, you're just a troublemaker!
Yan Chuyang suddenly opened his eyes, looked down at the neatly worn trousers in confusion, then looked at the toilet, and whispered, "Did I finish urinating without taking off my trousers?"
Hearing his thoughts, Wei Qing didn't hold back his laughter, sighed, put his arms around his waist and hugged him horizontally, and said, "Yes, you are a master, you can pass through your pants."
After speaking, he took the person in his arms and strode towards the bedroom.
When he just walked to the bed, Yan Chuyang struggled, "Let go of me first!"
The man frowned: "What's the trouble?"
Yan Chuyang blushed and said, "I need to fasten my belt first."
In the toilet, Wei Qing only pulled up his trousers, but did not buckle his belt.
"Ah." The man sighed, let go of him helplessly and said, "Hurry up, I'm going to go to bed after I'm finished."
Yan Chuyang hummed, stood with one hand on the side of the bed, and fumbled for the belt buckle with the other.
Seeing his slow movements, Wei Qing was a little impatient, and directly raised his hand, wanting to buckle it for him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the hem of his pants, the boy raised his hand and pushed him hard, Wei Qing was unprepared, and fell straight on the bed, Yan Chuyang was so anxious that his eyebrows jumped, and he stretched out his hand to pull him, But he was so drunk that he had some energy, so Wei Qing took him down, and the two of them fell on the bed together. The faces of the two were so close to each other.
"Yan Chuyang!" With blue veins looming on Wei Qing's forehead, he raised his hand and pushed the boy's shoulder, "Get up!"
Yan Chuyang twisted his face uncomfortably: "I want to sleep."
"Sleep next to me!" Wei Qing yelled.
Yan Chuyang raised his head aggrievedly, looked at him with wet eyes and said, "Wei Qing, I feel bad."
What is a crit
This is crit.
The man's eyes were instantly reddened.
"Good boy." Wei Qing raised his hand, rubbed the boy's head, and said hoarsely, "You can't sleep here, get up, let's sleep on the pillow."
"No." Yan Chuyang's face drooped again: "This place is very comfortable, I want to sleep here."
"Yan Chuyang!" Wei Qing's veins bulged, and he squeezed his chin to force the boy to look up. However, when he saw the boy's aggrieved eyes, his heart suddenly bumped, and he wanted to push his hand away. The child turned into caressing the boy's thick eyelashes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey, come on, lie down a little more."
When Yan Chuyang woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and he started to sleep at three o'clock in the afternoon. He slept for four full hours, which was terrible.
The room was empty except for the ticking of the clock.
"Hmm..." The boy patted his sleepy head, slowly sat up from the bed, looked at the room blankly, and murmured, "Why am I sleeping in Wei Qing's room?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was startled. His voice was so hoarse that it hurt a little when he swallowed.
Yan Chuyang smacked his lips and frowned uncomfortably. Is it because of drinking too much red wine
Yan Chuyang shook his head, lifted the quilt and got off the bed, he was going to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, his mouth was really uncomfortable.
But just as he opened the bedroom door and came out to go to the bathroom to wash up, he saw Wei Qing carrying a briefcase and opening the living room door to come in, changing slippers at the entrance.
Yan Chuyang hurried over: "Wei Qing, did you just get off work?"
Hearing the boy's hoarse voice, the man froze, but soon recovered, lowered his head and said, "Well, I just finished my work."
Yan Chuyang frowned, and said in confusion, "You went to work, then who picked me up from the restaurant at noon?"
Wei Qing's face froze, he looked up at the boy's eyes and said, "You don't remember what happened this afternoon?"
Yan Chuyang shook his head: "I seem to be drunk."
He has a bad stomach and hasn't touched alcohol for a long time. Yesterday was the first time since his grandma left that he drank so recklessly.
I drank so much that my mind was blurred.
Wei Qing's expression was visibly relieved, he let out an oh, walked around the boy's shoulders, walked to the sofa and sat down expressionlessly, and said, "You're drunk, Wei Yuan called me, I'll pick you up by car."