The two were in love, Yan Xizhi walked in without knocking on the door, saw the young man leaving Feng Xinyang's embrace shyly, raised his slightly delicate eyebrows slightly, and said in an intimate tone: "Ah Qing, I'm ordering a takeaway ,What do you want to eat?"
He Qing waved his hands again and again: "No need for Xizhi, we will go home right away, so I won't bother you."
Going home... These two words lingered on the tip of his tongue playfully, and the handsome man had no haze on his face. Things, although I can't help much, but I can help a little."
Feng Xinyang frowned slightly, and his straight spine was slightly stiff: "No need, living in your house during this time has destroyed a lot of things for you, send me the bill, and I will make up for it when I go back."
"What do you want!" Yan Xi smiled brightly with peach blossom eyes, but he looked at his friend with a threatening gaze: "Brothers, don't we share all the good things together? Mine, isn't it yours?"
Feng Xinyang's eyes sank.
The young man looked at him, and then at Yan Xizhi who was smiling. Obviously they were smiling, but he always felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird. Just when he couldn't figure it out, he heard his lover say, "Ah Qing, there is someone in the kitchen downstairs." Ingredients, if you cook some food, it’s a reward for Xizhi’s taking me in these few days.”
Repaying these two words, biting down extremely hard, this time, Yan Xizhi's expression turned ugly.
"Okay." Although he always felt a little uneasy, the young doctor nodded obediently, and when he went out, the calm atmosphere that had just been barely maintained suddenly became tense.
Yan Xizhi leaned against the wall, looked at Feng Xinyang with vigilant eyes, and suddenly sneered, "What? Are you going to pretend to be a lover now?"
"This time it's my fault, I'll make it up to you, how about the land in Xinnan?"
"Xinyang." Yan Xizhi put away his smile: "The land in the north of the city, and the land I asked Zhao He to buy in Liucheng, I will give you all. How about you give me Ah Qing?"
Feng Xinyang stopped talking.
"Look." Yan Xizhi shrugged: "You are not willing to let go, do you think I will let go?"
His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, as if reminiscing about something, "I really think that your vision is quite good this time. If you get it, it must be very cool. You can play longer this time. Zhao He has always liked this game." Well, when the time comes, the three of us can go together..."
Feng Xinyang on the bed rushed forward like a leopard, but was quickly dodged by Yan Xizhi, and punched the wall with a heavy muffled sound. The beautiful man who narrowly escaped looked at his friend in disbelief: "Crazy!" about you!"
"You don't want to drive that bastard out!"
———
[Ding! Feng Xinyang favorability: 79]
He Qing was choosing vegetables, carefully picking out Feng Xinyang's favorite mushrooms, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he heard the prompt: [cute Yangyang can be left alone for now, the focus now should be on Xizhi.]
[Host, friendly reminder, Yan Xizhi has some misunderstandings about feelings.]
[It doesn't matter.]He Qing put the mushrooms away one by one, and smiled a little, [That's how it is. ] In this way, when you realize that you are wrong, you will feel heartbroken.
When Yan Xizhi came over satisfied, he happened to see the little smile that the young man was looking forward to, and he couldn't help evoking a smile immediately, and strode forward, "Ah Qing, what are you laughing at?"
When the young man saw that it was him, he put down the mushroom with some embarrassment: "I just thought that Xinyang would eat more mushrooms every time he saw it." As he said, his slightly expectant eyes passed over the man, and he looked straight behind him: "Where is Xinyang?" ? Didn't he come down?"
It's Feng Xinyang again!
Yan Xizhi could hardly maintain the smile on his face, why every time, Ah Qing only had Feng Xinyang in his eyes, he was so good-looking, such a beautiful person stuck here, couldn't Ah Qing see it
But when he thought of the agreement he had just made with Feng Xinyang, he brightened up again.
The smiling man with crooked eyebrows and exuding charm huddled beside the young man, and said happily, "He's upstairs, Ah Qing, let me cook for you."
"No need, no need, this meal is a thank you, how can I let you do it! Xinyang has troubled you a lot these days, so let me do it." The young man smiled softly and spoke softly, but like It was sharp arrows that pierced Yan Xizhi's heart.
He smiled stiffly, "It's okay, Xinyang is Xinyang, and you are you."
The young man blushed, he lowered his eyes shyly, and kept moving his hands: "I'm Xinyang's boyfriend."
Yan Xizhi took a deep breath, "Then I'll go outside and clean up the table."
As soon as he turned around, the man's face darkened, and he sat on the sofa sullenly all the way, although he didn't know why he was angry because of these trivial things! According to his previous logic, Ah Qing likes Feng Xinyang, it doesn't matter, anyway, he will be in his bed sooner or later, but just now, listening to the young man taking each Xinyang, that look, that tone of voice—
Although Feng Xinyang was persuaded, Ah Qing never saw his own existence in his eyes, so he had to find a way to break this situation...
Just as he was thinking, the phone rang, and Yan Xizhi's eyes lit up when he saw the name on it.
When Feng Xinyang went downstairs, although he tried his best to hide it, he could still see that his face was not very good. He Qing put the food away and gave him a worried look. He just thought that he was unhappy because of family affairs. After thinking about it , A bowl of mushroom soup came out.
Seeing his favorite dish, Xinyang should be happier.
After they were seated, Feng Xinyang looked a little better when he saw the mushroom soup in front of him. Before he could feel better, Yan Xizhi said coolly: "The box is back, I'll let him come to my house directly."
Box, it was Zhao He among them, who also participated in this so-called love game, why Yan Xizhi asked him to come, the motivation is self-evident.
"Boom!" Feng Xinyang slammed down his chopsticks and looked at him angrily: "Yan Xizhi, what do you mean!"
"I mean what you mean!" Yan Xizhi was completely unafraid, and raised his chin slightly, with an attitude of 'I'm hanging on to the sky'.
He Qing was drinking water, shaking with fright, holding the cup and looking at the two in confusion, wondering why they were arguing, was it because of this 'box'
When the atmosphere was tense, a bell rang outside the door, and the young man hurriedly got up with a cup and walked towards the door.
Seeing him gone, Yan Xizhi smiled meanly at his furious friend, "Anxin, it's okay, if you don't agree, I will definitely not take Ah Qing to bed."
Of course, he couldn't be sure whether Zhao He would take Ah Qing to bed.
Feng Xinyang gritted his teeth angrily, and for the first time began to regret why he knew these cronies in the first place!
The young doctor didn't know his lover's state of mind at the moment. He opened the door curiously, wanting to see the true face of Lushan, the 'box' that caused the two to quarrel.
The door opened, and a slightly gloomy handsome man stood outside the door. When he heard the door open, he raised his lowered eyes and met He Qing's eyes.
— Bang!
The cup fell on the ground and water was spilled all over the place, but the young man ignored it, staring blankly at the man with a pair of warm eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ah He..."
Zhao He's pupils narrowed sharply, his gloomy face was instantly stained with hatred, his eyes were like poisonous snakes ruthlessly fixed on the stunned young man in front of him, and his tone was extremely cold and disgusted: "He Qing."