Wei Qing lowered his head, rubbed the tip of the boy's nose and said, "Then why didn't you say it earlier? You won't let me kiss you when you come up, I thought you didn't want to."
Yan Chuyang snorted: "Why did I say so sooner, you started arguing with me right away, I can't stand it at all."
"Idiot." Wei Qing lowered his head and pecked the boy's lips again and said, "You won't be noisy even if you fight, how will you go out in the future? Don't be bullied to death?"
"No one bullies me." Yan Chuyang pouted, "Except you."
"Impossible." Wei Qing looked at the boy's handsome facial features, and said in a cold voice, "You just look like you, whoever sees you doesn't want to quarrel with you, and blush when you are angry, why are you blushing? I told you You, the more others see you blushing, the more they want to bully you, you know?"
Yan Chuyang rolled his eyes speechlessly: "I have lived for so many years, but I have never quarreled with anyone."
Wei Qing snorted: "That's your luck, let me tell you, from today on, if you have time, practice your face well, don't blush at every turn, and your eyes are still watery, I will get angry when I see it. "
Yan Chuyang nodded: "I see."
The two of them lingered in the kitchen for a while again, and finally came out of the kitchen with a casserole at about eight o'clock.
"Wei Qing." Yan Chuyang looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table, frowned worriedly and said, "Are these few dishes inappropriate?"
"Why isn't it suitable?" The man picked up the paper towel on the dining table and wiped his hands, "You ate so much barbecue last night, and your stomach is just right, so you can't eat with you?"
"But..." Yan Chuyang raised his head hesitantly, "But it's the first time the senior comes to our house, will the reception of these few dishes be insufficient?"
"Hmph." Wei Qing snorted coldly and whispered, "It wasn't originally for entertaining him."
"What did you say?"
"It's okay."
Wei Qing walked to Yan Chuyang's side, pressed his shoulders and pushed him to the seat, saying, "Eat your meal first, and then we'll talk when you're full."
"The guests haven't come yet."
"You eat first." Wei Qing handed him the chopsticks.
Yan Chuyang had no choice but to take the chopsticks and sit there frowning.
Wei Qing took the bowl and scooped him a spoonful of preserved egg porridge and said, "Drink this first to warm your stomach before eating pancakes."
Yan Chuyang lowered his head very uneasy and began to eat, Wei Qing pulled the chair and sat next to him, staring at the boy eating with his arms folded.
Yan Chuyang looked very good when he was drinking porridge, his mouth was red, and he would stick out his little tongue to lick the corner of his mouth from time to time. He didn't kiss him just now, so it's good to just stare at it now.
While eating, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Yan Chuyang straightened his shoulders nervously: "I'll open the door."
After speaking, he put down the bowl in his hand and got up and walked towards the door.
"Wait!" Wei Qing suddenly stopped him.
The boy stopped and turned back in a daze: "What's wrong?"
Wei Qing straightened his collar and stood up from the chair, walked to Yan Chuyang, put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Let's go, let's go together."
"Eh..." Yan Chuyang was dragged by the man's shoulders and walked to the door with a dazed expression.
"Bang." The door opened.
Song Huaiqi was holding a small silver suitcase in his hand, and stood at the door with his shoulders straight.
"Senior, you came so early." Yan Chuyang smiled and said, "Please come in."
Song Huaiqi smiled, handed the small box in his hand to the boy and said, "I don't know what to bring as a guest. I know you like drawing, so I bought a set of sketching tools for you."
Yan Chuyang's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "A few of my painting brushes have just worn out, and I'm about to buy them. This gift is really too timely."
After speaking, the boy wanted to reach out to pick it up.
"Let me get it." Wei Qing suddenly pushed Yan Chuyang's arm away, raised his hand to take the suitcase, and said to Song Huaiqi with a gentlemanly smile, "Thank you, our Chuyang paintbrush is so wasteful, I will give it to you." He bought it several times, but he didn’t expect it to be enough.”
Yan Chuyang turned to look at Wei Qing in astonishment: "When did you buy me a paintbrush?"
Wei Qing turned his head and glanced at the boy, and said, "It's really a white-eyed wolf, forget it after eating."
"I..." Yan Chuyang was still about to speak, but Wei Qing suddenly cast a sharp look, "Huh?"
Yan Chuyang was so frightened by his sudden change of expression that his spine shivered, and he pursed his mouth tightly and dared not speak.
Seeing that the boy was well-behaved, Wei Qing turned sideways and said to Song Huai, "Come in, please."
Song Huaiqi nodded, walked in, supported the cabinet, and changed slippers at the entrance.
Yan Chuyang walked over to Wei Qing obediently and whispered, "I'll take the box, I'll put it upstairs."
Wei Qing snorted, and whispered: "This paintbrush is not suitable for you, I will throw it away for you later."
Yan Chuyang's face turned pale in anxiety, and he lowered his hand and pinched the man's thigh secretly: "You haven't opened it yet, how do you know it's not suitable for me?"
Wei Qing didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he put the box in the corner and said, "If you dare to move secretly, don't plan to go to bed tonight."
Yan Chuyang shrank his neck, of course he knew what Wei Qing meant, don't sleep means he will kiss him all night.
This man is serious, he not only kisses, but also bites, the scar on his shoulder blade that was bitten by him last time is still not healed, and now it still hurts after taking a shower.
Yan Chuyang secretly glanced at the box in the corner, and sighed secretly, it seems that he has nothing to do with this brush.
"Mr. Wei's house is very big." After changing his shoes, Song Huaiqi inspected the living room, which was wider than the largest villa in his house, and sighed.
"It's okay." Wei Qing said with a smile, "Chuyang likes spaciousness, so when decorating, I purposely enlarged the living room area, so that he can feel more comfortable when he sleeps on the sofa at noon."
lie!
Yan Chuyang clenched his fists and shouted secretly in his heart, when you were decorating the house, we hadn't met before, how could it be possible to decorate it for me
Song Huaiqi's face froze for a moment, and he smiled with great difficulty and said, "Really?"
"Sit down quickly." Wei Qing suddenly stretched out his hand to Song Huaiqi, "It must be tiring to come here."