Wei Qing took a deep breath and said seriously: "Yan Chuyang is still young, he doesn't quite understand how important self-control is to him, and he still follows his own preferences in everything he does now. He can't consider the possible consequences of doing the things he likes, just like yesterday." Wei Qing paused, raised his eyes to stare at the person in front of him, and said word by word
"Even though he knew he had a bad appetite, he still ate the barbecue by himself. As a result, his stomach burned all night, and his face was bloodless from the pain. Mr. Song, even so, do you think it's good for him?"
Song Huaiqi's face changed, he turned his eyes to look at the boy and said, "Chuyang, why didn't you tell me that you can't eat barbecue?"
Yan Chuyang's face was slightly embarrassed, and he muttered, "It's not that you can't eat it... It's just that it will feel a little uncomfortable after eating, but it's okay. You can't give up barbecue just because of stomach pain."
Wei Qing sneered: "Look, he is just such a person. If you don't look at him and don't care about him, he will never know the heights of the sky and the earth. Mr. Song actually thinks that you should follow all the preferences of this person. Heh, do you want to care about him, or do you want to let him go? kill him."
"Wei Qing!" Yan Chuyang finally couldn't help shouting, "Don't talk so slyly, okay? The senior didn't say anything, just said he cared about me! Why are you so stick-armed?"
Wei Qing gritted his teeth with a sneer: "I carry a gun and a stick?"
Really interesting ah? Who is bullying whom? The person he was serious about spending money to marry in, now an unknown stranger ran over to add to the scene, and said affectionately, none of you understand him, but I understand him.
It's really ridiculous, this person has known Yan Chuyang for several years, and he dares to say such big words
He and Yan Chuyang have known each other since... August this year! We have known each other for two months now, and he dare not say that he really understands him. Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, this pervert, dare to say such big words!
"I figured it out." Yan Chuyang turned his head and stared at the side of the man's face and gritted his teeth, "Do you have any objections to me, do you think I disturbed you with my troubles yesterday? Wei Qing, you If you have an opinion about me, you can speak it out, you don’t need to beat around the bush and take your anger out on my friend.”
"Yan Chuyang" Wei Qing turned his head and stared at the person in front of him in disbelief, "I have a problem with you? You just feel your conscience and say, last night you had a stomachache and I was so anxious? I put you in this In the heavy position, in the end you said that I have a problem with you?"
Yan Chuyang didn't expect him to speak so directly, his heart beat twice, he lowered his eyes to avoid the man's sight, and said sullenly: "Then what are you doing now? You are slurring your words, pointing fingers and scolding Huai."
"If I scold anyone, I won't be willing to scold you. I'm an idiot, so I have to be right!"
Yan Chuyang pinched the hem of his trousers and hummed, "Even if you didn't scold me, but you are so rude to my friend, you just look down on me."
Seeing the side face of the boy who was not wronged, Wei Qing's expression changed, and he also realized that the behavior just now was a bit too much.
Anyway, Yan Chuyang regards Song Huaiqi as a friend, even if he hates him, but considering Yan Chuyang's feelings, he shouldn't be so straightforward and sarcastic to Song Huaiqi.
"My fault." Wei Qing said with a firm tone, "I didn't consider your emotions, don't be angry."
An apology was an apology, but he didn't feel guilty about scolding Song Huaiqi at all, he just felt sorry for hurting Yan Chuyang.
Yan Chuyang's face softened: "Just be careful when you speak."
Song Huaiqi watched Yan Chuyang defend himself, smiled warmly and said, "I'm fine, Mr. Wei must have done it unintentionally, Chuyang, don't worry about it."
"Senior." Yan Chuyang said seriously, "Wei Qing has such a temperament, he is outspoken, but he has no malicious intentions... ah!"
Yan Chuyang stood up abruptly, and the juice on the table suddenly fell down, spilling all over the jeans on the boy's thigh.
Yan Chuyang quickly wiped the table with a paper towel.
"It can't be wiped clean like this." Wei Qing snatched the tissue from his hand and carefully wiped the boy's thigh back and forth a few times before saying. "Go to the bathroom and wash it, otherwise the juice will get on your thighs and you will feel uncomfortable."
"No need." Yan Chuyang frowned, shaking off the man's hand that was wandering on the inside of his thigh intentionally or unintentionally, "It will be dry after a while."
"How can I do that?" Wei Qing said seriously, "The juice has pigment, it's not good to stand sticky on the skin, be good, go to the bathroom and wash."
Yan Chuyang's scalp was tightened by his "good boy." He glanced at Song Huaiqi uncomfortably and said, "But...senior..."
"You don't need to worry about me." Song Huai looked at the natural interaction between the two of them, smiled a little difficultly and said, "I don't need you to entertain me, go to the bathroom and wash up, it's not comfortable to sit just after a few wipes."
Hearing what Song Huaiqi said, Yan Chuyang sighed in relief and nodded, "Then I'll go wash it up and I'll be out in a while, senior, drink water first."
"good."
Yan Chuyang threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can, walked around Wei Qing and walked into the bathroom.
Wei Qing kept looking at the boy's slender back until the bathroom door was closed, then he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You also think that our Chuyang is in good shape, right?"
Song Huaiqi coughed lightly, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and said, "Yan Chuyang is a boy, I haven't paid attention to his figure."
"Heh." Wei Qing sneered, "Don't be so grandiose, can you? We are all adults, and I know what his eyes look like."
Song Huaiqi raised his head, sneered and said meaningfully: "That's a good statement, they are all adults, to be honest, I don't think the way Mr. Wei looks at Chuyang is quite right."
Wei Qing pursed his lips: "Yan Chuyang is my younger brother, how I see him is from the perspective of a family member."
"Heh." Song Huaiqi shook his head and smiled, and suddenly said seriously, "I don't know if Mr. Wei has ever heard a saying that if you have a Buddha in your heart, you see people as Buddhas, and if you have ghosts in your heart, you see people as ghosts."
Wei Qing's eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips in silence.