Wei Qing rubbed the boy's unbelievably slender waist, and said insincerely, "Why is it so soft, there are no muscles."
"Why not." Yan Chuyang's face tightened, and he sucked his stomach in a hurry, "You didn't feel it, I... I'm relatively thin, so my muscles don't look strong."
Wei Qing shook his head: "It's not that he's thin, it's that he doesn't have a few muscles at all." The man touched his waist, frowned and said, "The waist is as thin as a bamboo pole, and it's so weak, no wonder the resistance is so poor, eat some barbecue It was so painful that my forehead was full of sweat."
Yan Chuyang blushed in embarrassment, his muscles were indeed not as strong as Wei Qing's.
The last time Wei Qing kissed him, he couldn't hold back, and touched his waist with his hands. Wei Qing's lower abdomen is very firm, with a standard six-pack abs.
His good figure is inseparable from his daily exercise. Wei Qing is very strict with himself on weekdays. Even if he is busy with work, he will spare time to go to the gym to exercise. In his eyes, people who can't even control their own body , will not succeed.
Yan Chuyang was afraid of being rejected by him, so he pushed the man's hand away with a blushing face and said, "You don't need to rub it anymore, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."
Wei Qing clicked his tongue, stretched out his other hand, held the boy's arm and said, "Don't move around, I'm following you."
"I really don't hurt anymore!" Yan Chuyang kicked the quilt anxiously.
Seeing how hard he was struggling, Wei Qing wanted to stop, but the boy's waist was delicate and comfortable to the touch, so he couldn't bear to leave no matter what, he pinched his stomach for a while, and rubbed the boy's waist for a while, his hands were warm and smooth.
"Wei Qing!" Yan Chuyang's face turned pale with anxiety: "I won't let you rub it!"
Hearing that his accent had changed, Wei Qing then withdrew his hand, and while pulling down the boy's T-shirt, he frowned and said displeasedly
"What, just kill the donkey after kneading it? Anyway, you are married to me, so I can't touch your belly anymore?"
Yan Chuyang stood up anxiously from the bed, straightened the hem of his clothes and said in a muffled voice, "It's not that I won't let you touch it, but I will let you touch it after I have trained my muscles."
His voice was low, Wei Qing didn't hear what he said at all, just pulled off the quilt, and said indifferently: "Song Huaiqi will come to our house as a guest tomorrow, you should correct your attitude."
Yan Chuyang was stunned, and said in surprise: "Are you really going to invite the senior to dinner?"
Wei Qing's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly turned around and stared at the boy's eyes, and said coldly: "Senior, senior, how many years has Song Huaiqi been away from school? You're almost like an old fritter in society, why are you calling me so dear?"
Yan Chuyang curled his lips: "Everyone shouts that, even though he graduated, he is also our alumni."
"I don't care if he's an alumnus." Wei Qing tugged at his collar, and said with a bored expression, "Anyway, this senior is not allowed to shout, you are married to me now, and you call others so affectionate, I am very cheap!"
Yan Chuyang touched his neck uncomfortably, and whispered: "Wei Qing, can you stop talking about me marrying you?"
Wei Qing suddenly exploded: "What's the matter, can't you say it? You are just married to me, did I say something wrong?"
Yan Chuyang shrank his neck: "Why are you excited? You are right, but the relationship between us is fake, there is a contract."
Wei Qing's face darkened: "I know, I don't need you to remind me."
Yan Chuyang lowered his head, kicked the carpet and said, "So, don't keep mentioning such things in the future."
Saying in his ear that the two of them are married every day will misunderstand him and make him feel that the relationship between the two of them is not just based on those two thin pieces of paper.
But this kind of misunderstanding is absolutely unacceptable.
It's scary to fantasize about it, the more you think about it, the more despair you'll feel when you lose it.
Therefore, he has to recognize his position at all times.
Just like what Wei Yuan said, sooner or later, Wei Qing will have a showdown with him, divorce him, drive him out of the Wei family, marry a girl he likes, get married and have children, and live a normal life .
And he has nothing, he always has to plan for himself.
"Go back and rest." Wei Qing raised his chin to the boy and said softly, "Your senior will come over tomorrow morning. Now that you are married to me, you must always..."
"You said it again." Yan Chuyang raised his head and stared at him resentfully, "Didn't you say that I will marry you?"
"Oh." Wei Qing's eyes flashed coldly, he suddenly lowered his body and approached the boy, and said word by word, "You are marrying me! Don't let me mention it." After finishing speaking, he dragged him away Come over, bite the boy's lips fiercely, and forcefully demand the warm breath in his mouth with a long tongue.
After kissing for a long time, when Wei Qing felt that his lower abdomen began to tighten, he took two steps back in time and said, breathing unsteadily: "Go back to sleep."
Yan Chuyang felt aggrieved and stretched out his tongue to lick the slightly swollen corner of his mouth kissed by the man, and said plaintively, "You kiss others without warning."
"What do I remind?" Wei Qing raised his eyebrows, and said the same bold words, "You married me!"
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At six o'clock in the morning, Wei Qing got up and went out for a run. After taking a cold shower, he started to make breakfast.
The work of cooking was originally done by Aunt Wang, but because Yan Chuyang had three meals a day, and only breakfast was often eaten at home, Wei Qing took over the work of making breakfast.
Aunt Wang is from the north, cooking oil and salt is relatively heavy, and he is afraid that he will not be used to the delicate skin and tender meat of Yan Chuyang.
After working in the kitchen for half an hour, Wei Qing came out with the food.
Preserved egg porridge with lean meat, green vegetables and cabbage, and a few appetizers, because the pot was still stewed with amomum and astragalus pork belly. After the dishes were arranged, the man wiped his hands and went into the kitchen again.
Pork belly with amomum astragalus is a very stomach-nourishing dish. After a lot of tossing last night, Wei Qing could tell that Yan Chuyang has a cold stomach, and he likes heavy food, but he can't eat too much. It's very delicious to eat something spicy Easy to stomach cramps, uncomfortable burning.