"Did Song Huaiqi yell?"
"Eh..." Yan Chuyang narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, "I called it, I forgot too."
"Heh!" Wei Qing sneered, "Pretend again, I just said that, I used to call you that often!"
"Oh." Yan Chuyang frowned, "So what, it's just a nickname."
Wei Qing's eyes turned cold, and he was silent for a while before uttering a sentence: "We have been married for several months, but you never told me that you still have such a nickname."
Yan Chuyang's neck was chilled by his cold eyes, and he said softly, "Wei Qing, what's wrong with you?"
The man lowered his eyes, smiled weakly and said: "It seems that my understanding of you is really inferior to that of Song Huaiqi."
Yan Chuyang became anxious, so he loosened the hem of his trousers, put his arms around the man's neck and said, "How can you say that, you are my husband, and Song Huaiqi is my classmate, there is a qualitative difference between you two!"
Wei Qing's eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised his hand to hold the boy down, staring at him for a moment, whispering: "Do you like me?"
Yan Chuyang was stunned: "Why do you ask this?"
"I just want to ask." Wei Qing hugged him, "To be honest, do you like me?"
Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes in a panic, and said falteringly, "I...I don't know."
"Good boy." Wei Qing lifted his chin, bit the tip of the boy's nose and coaxed, "Tell me you like me, and bring you whatever you want to eat next month, cola, hot pot, Mala Tang, as long as you bring it up, I will Take you to eat."
Yan Chuyang's face was moved, and it took a long time to raise his eyes and said: "Coke needs to be frozen overnight, and Malatang needs to be heavy and spicy."
Wei Qing twitched his forehead, took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "Okay, say you like me, and do whatever you want next month."
Yan Chuyang's heart beat wildly twice, staring at the man's tough and handsome facial features, took a deep breath, and quickly said: "I like you."
Wei Qing's eyes darkened.
He thought that he would feel better after hearing this sentence, but what he didn't expect was that not only did he not feel comfortable, but even more uncomfortable.
How true is the coaxed liking
Yan Chuyang's idea is simple, the liking he said in this situation may be equivalent to cola, hot pot, and Malatang.
Or, he can't even match Mala Tang.
Wei Qing loosened the bondage on the boy, raised his hand to help him pull up his trousers, put on his belt and said, "Go out later, don't have too many verbal exchanges with Song Huaiqi."
Yan Chuyang's face froze: "Why?"
Wei Qing raised his head and smiled, and said slowly, "Because I'm in a bad mood, and whenever I see other people talking in a crooked manner, I want to hit them."
Yan Chuyang pursed his lips and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I'll say goodbye to him when I go out."
Wei Qing's expression softened a little, he rubbed the boy's hair and said, "Well, you've always been good."
Yan Chuyang coughed, raised his eyes and hummed: "Then...the Coke Mala Tang just now, do you still count?"
"Of course it counts." Wei Qing lowered his head and pecked the boy's lips, "As long as you are obedient, you don't want anything."
Yan Chuyang curled his lips in displeasure: "Didn't you just say that these things are not good for me, and now let me eat them?"
"Idiot." Wei Qing pinched his face, "Occasionally a meal or two is fine, there is no need to completely curb your preferences for the sake of health, besides, I am next to you, how can I make your stomach hurt?"
He is different from that Song Huaiqi.
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When the two of them left the bathroom, Song Huaiqi was sitting on the sofa with a very anxious face. When he saw Yan Chuyang coming out, he relaxed his shoulders slightly and said, "Did you change your clothes?"
Yan Chuyang rubbed the back of his head, and said in embarrassment: "Senior, I'm really sorry, I was only focused on doing these messy things when you came here, and I didn't treat you well."
"It's okay." Song Huaiqi stood up from the sofa and said, "I had a great chat with Mr. Wei today, and it was not in vain."
At the very least, knowing the fact that Wei Qing doesn't like men, in this way, he can relax a little bit about Yan Chuyang living with him.
Seeing him standing up, Yan Chuyang hurriedly walked to the man's side and said, "Senior, why don't you have lunch here, Wei Qing is very good at cooking."
"Cooking is just for you to eat." Wei Qing said firmly behind him.
Yan Chuyang choked, his face full of embarrassment.
"It's okay." Seeing his embarrassment, Song Huaiqi said hastily, "It's getting late, my company has something to do, so it's inconvenient to eat here."
"Alright then." Yan Chuyang said with a sigh of relief, "Then I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Song Huaiqi hummed, took the briefcase on the sofa, adjusted the hem of his suit, turned around and walked out the door.
Yan Chuyang hurriedly followed: "Senior, I'll see you off."
"You just stay here!" Wei Qing grabbed his wrist and said in a cold voice, "I'll see him off."
After speaking, the man followed with long legs.
Seeing Wei Qing going out to see him off, Yan Chuyang had no choice but to stop, watching the two of them leave the living room door one after the other.
garage.
"It was a pleasant chat today." Song Huaiqi stretched out his hand to Wei Qing.
Wei Qing didn't move, just stared at the man and said suddenly: "I'll tell you one last time, Yan Chuyang is young, please don't put those dirty thoughts on him."
Song Huaiqi lowered his hand, smiled embarrassingly and said, "So, I'm waiting, when he graduates, when he matures, when he has enough psychological endurance, stay with me."
"Oh." Wei Qing sneered, "Are you so sure that he will be with you?"
"I'm not sure, but I believe in one thing, God pays off."
After speaking, Song Huaiqi opened the car door and went in.
Seeing the rear of the car disappear into the garage, Wei Qing's eyes became darker.
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Yan Chuyang was sitting on the sofa boredly, holding the remote control and switching the TV channels back and forth, when Wei Qing opened the door and came in.