Wolves of a Pair Prowl Together

Chapter 52

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Bian Nan and Qiu Yi drank tea and ate snacks by the lake, chatting casually for a long time.

In normal times, if Bian Nan sat facing a pot of tea and staring at the lake for several hours, he would probably go crazy, but today he didn't feel it, and even fell asleep peacefully in the sun.

At 3:30, Qiu Yi pushed his shoulder, and he woke up suddenly, jumped up and shouted: "It's over, it's too late to pick up the second treasure!"

"...It's not too late," Qiu Yi looked at him, "I looked at the time, it's just right now."

"Oh," Bian Nan scratched his head. He was suddenly awakened from sleep, and he was still a little dazed. After watching Qiu Yi for a long time, he threw himself over the chair, grabbed his arm, and squeezed it again. Several times, "Fuck!"

"What's wrong?" Qiu Yi looked at him.

"No," Bian Nan said happily, "drowsy."

"Let's go." Qiu Yi stood up and put a hand on his shoulder.

After waiting at the school gate for five minutes, I heard the music after school, and within two minutes, I saw Qiu Yan running out with his schoolbag, his face blushing with excitement.

"Why are you sweating?" Bian Nan touched his neck.

"Physical education class!" Qiu Yan yelled, "I want to sit in the front! Let me sit in the front!"

Qiu Yi got off the co-driver, took his schoolbag, and moved to the back seat.

Qiu Yan pulled the seat belt and sat on the passenger seat: "Fang Xiaojun still wants to take a car."

"Damn, he has such a big face." Bian Nan immediately jumped into the car, turned on the ignition, and drove away, in case Fang Xiaojun chased him out, "Did he come out?"

"No, I said it was just a broken car, so he didn't come." Qiu Yan twisted his body back, "Brother, I want to drink yogurt."

"I'll buy it for you!" When Bian Nan heard that Qiu Yan rejected Fang Xiaojun so gracefully, his already bright mood became even more golden. He stopped the car by the side of the road and went to the supermarket to buy a big one for Qiu Yan. box of yogurt.

When I returned to Qiu Yi's house, Qiu's father had already packed it.

"It's been a long time since I went out to eat." Seeing them entering the door, Qiu's father immediately directed Qiu Yi, "Find me a set of clothes to change into."

"Well," Qiu Yi went into the house to find some clothes for Papa Qiu to change into, and gave him some medicine, "Aren't you waiting here all afternoon and thinking about what to eat at night?"

Papa Qiu smiled for a long time: "My son still understands me."

"Uncle, let's eat today." Bian Nan pushed the wheelchair and walked out.

"I can't eat much," Qiu's father kept laughing, "It's mainly for the atmosphere."

When Qiu Yi pushed the wheelchair towards the entrance of the alley, he bumped into neighbors who came back from get off work all the way.

Lao Qiu is going out

Uncle Qiu, where are you going to enjoy it

Qiu's father looked serious: "Check it out, check it out."

Bian Nan ran out and drove the car to the entrance of the alley, opened the door and got into the car first, Qiu Yi carried Qiu's father into the car, and he supported him in the car.

Qiu's father is not short, but very thin. When Bian Nan half-supported and half-supported him to put him on the back seat, he was a little emotional, it was too light.

This time Qiu Yan didn't bother to sit in the front anymore, he quickly climbed up to the back seat and sat down next to Qiu's father: "I'll accompany Dad."

But after driving, he couldn't sit still. He opened the car window to look out for a while, and then asked Bian Nan to open the sunroof and stick his head out: "Dad, look, you can climb out here..."

"Hey!" Bian Nan pulled his pants, "Don't crawl."

"I said I could climb out," Qiu Yan looked down at him through the skylight, "I didn't say I would climb out."

"Sit down," Qiu Yi said, "you'll be able to stay in the car if you're annoying for a while to eat."

"Sit down!" Qiu Yan immediately sat back in the back seat and leaned against Qiu's father.

"Hurry up and grow up, I'm so annoying." Qiu Yi sighed.

"What should I do if I get more annoying when I grow up?" Dad Qiu said with a smile behind him.

"Sell it." Qiu Yi said.

"Sell brother." Qiu Yan said while still holding the box of yogurt.

"Sell me who will pay for your schooling." Qiu Yi clicked his tongue.

"Then..." Qiu Yan thought for a while, "Sell the big tiger."

"Hey, I knew I had to sell me," Bian Nan laughed, "If you sell me, whoever buys you yogurt! Whoever takes you to barbecue, who..."

Qiu Yan sighed loudly, lay down on Qiu's father's lap, thought for a long time, and finally said aggrievedly: "Then sell me."

"I bought it." Bian Nan made a decision.

Bian Nan was afraid that Qiu's father would not be able to sit for too long in the car, so he went to a street with a lot of restaurants nearby. Qiu Yi's family liked spicy food, so Bian Nan chose a Sichuan restaurant.

"Why are you here?" Qiu Yi softly reminded him when he got off the car, "Didn't you die if you eat spicy food?"

"You'll die if you eat spicy food..." Bian Nan said with a smile, "Isn't it mainly to make your dad happy? Besides, this place is on the first floor, so wheelchairs are easy to push."

Qiu Yi patted his back lightly, and said nothing else.

Today is not the weekend, the restaurant is not too crowded, there is still a small box empty, a few people entered the box.

When Bian Nan was ordering food, Qiu Yan found a child's seat in the box, and immediately became interested: "What is this?"

"This is a child seat," the waiter replied, "it's for children."

"I'm a kid." Qiu Yan nodded, dragged the chair to the edge of the table, and studied how to sit on it.

"It's for a kid as young as Mao Mao next door." Qiu Yi looked at him.

"Really?" Qiu Yan frowned, and wanted to climb up on the chair, "I don't believe it."

"Then you go up," Qiu Yi stood up, "Let's talk about it first, no matter whether you can fit it in or not, you will sit here and eat today."

"Wait," Qiu Yan quickly backed away, stood aside and gestured, "I'll be stuck."

"Which one sit?" Qiu Yi asked him.

"This," Qiu Yan pointed to the chair next to him, and put the child's seat back to its original place, "Give this to Mao Mao."

"I found out," Bian Nan pointed at Qiu Yan while ordering dishes, "Little bastard, you are so energetic that if you don't pay attention, you will run towards the brat."

"My brother is paying attention." Qiu Yan lay down on the table, holding the yogurt in his arms and drinking with some embarrassment.

Bian Nan ordered the dishes, which were basically the signature dishes recommended by the waiter.

When he invites people to dinner, he usually doesn't order blindly like his father, he always orders according to the number of people, but today he ordered a bit too much, mainly because it is not easy for Qiu's father to come out for a trip, and he is in such a good mood today that he really can't accept it. live.

Finally, Qiu Yi took the menu and removed two more before letting the waiter go out.

Qiu's father hadn't eaten in a restaurant for a long time, and now that he saw the TV, small refrigerator, air-conditioning and toilet in the private room, he immediately came to chat.

"Now the boxes are so complete. In the past, the best boxes only put a TV, plugged in two microphones, and started singing in the box after eating. One hour of eating, four hours of singing, and going out. Sometimes the faces of the waiters are green... "

Bian Nan listened happily, Qiu Yi's mother usually appeared in Qiu's father's stories, and sure enough, she appeared right now without saying a few words.

"Your aunt and I didn't understand at the time. I heard that in Guangdong, they drink tea after dinner. We both said that we should learn how to enjoy life. After dinner, we asked someone to bring a pot of tea... just It was the kind full of crushed tea powder, and we sat there drinking for almost an hour before being kicked out."

Bian Nan had a lot of fun and couldn't help but smile. When he turned his head to talk to Qiu Yi, he found that Qiu Yi was staring at the TV in a daze.

While Father Qiu was talking to Qiu Yan, he gently squeezed Qiu Yi's hand under the table.

"Huh?" Qiu Yi turned his head as if he had just recovered.

"What are you thinking about?" Bian Nan asked in a low voice.

"No," Qiu Yi took his hand and pulled it to his lap, pressed and rubbed it, and said with a smile, "I think of my mother."

After being rubbed by him, Bian Nan felt relieved for a while, and laughed twice.

When Papa Qiu was young, he was said to be able to eat half a pig. After he was injured, he lost that amount of food. After a few bites of the same dish, he could barely eat half a bowl of rice.

Qiu Yi, Bian Nan and Qiu Yan are still the main force today, and everyone is in a good mood. This power is stronger than usual. Bian Nan's order is slightly spicy, and it's okay to eat and drink water. The main reason is the mood beautiful.

Qiu Yan ate very happily, buried his head in the meal, and finally leaned on the chair with his stomach in his hands and sighed: "It's so full... so spicy..."

"Is there ice cream, or?" Bian Nan asked him.

Qiu Yan didn't speak, he covered his stomach and frowned for a long time before he lay down on the table depressedly: "I can't eat anymore."

Hearing his aggrieved and depressed voice, Bian Nan was overjoyed: "It's okay, I'll buy it for you when I can eat."

After dinner, Nan drove back to the alley, secretly looking at Qiu Yi along the way, thinking about one thing.

Can you go tonight

If you don't leave, you will let Qiu Yan go to sleep with Qiu's father. The little one hasn't seen his brother for two months, which is a bit cruel.

Let's go, he is really reluctant.

Or let Qiu Yan sleep with his brother

But then there is something wrong with him sleeping on the sofa...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Qiu Yi again, his mind was full of unhealthy content, which made him feel like a hooligan on the street when he looked at Qiu Yi.

"Drive well." Qiu Yi said in a low voice.

"I know." Bian Nan stared at the road ahead.

After returning home to rest for a while, Qiu's father went back to the house to watch TV. Bian Nan was about to enter Qiu Yi's room, but Qiu Yan ran in with his schoolbag, muttering while running: "Homework, homework, hey, homework oh, homework..."

"Aren't you going to watch TV for a while?" Bian Nan asked.

"Let's rest after finishing writing!" Qiu Yan replied loudly.

In fact, Qiu Yan went into the room to do his homework every day after eating, and came out only after he finished writing. This is a good habit of a good student. Bian Nan opened his mouth and said nothing, so he had to go to the drinking fountain to give He poured a glass of water and sighed inwardly while drinking.

Qiu Yi had been sitting on the sofa looking at him, but now he stood up with a smile and walked into the yard.

Bian Nan hesitated for a moment, put down his glass and followed.

I didn't eat in the yard today, the lights under the grape arbor were not turned on, the yard was very dark, the old man and lady next door went to bed early, and there was no light in the house at this moment.

Qiu Yi stood in the yard, took out a cigarette and drank it, and when he was looking for a lighter in his pocket, Bian Nan walked over, hugged him from behind, took the cigarette he was holding in his mouth and threw it aside on the table.

"Why?" Qiu Yi squeezed his wrist.

"Quick," Bian Nan pushed him to the kitchen, "find a place for me to kiss."

"You..." Qiu Yi looked back into the room, and before he finished speaking, he was pushed into the kitchen.

Bian Nan closed the kitchen door, pushed Qiu Yi behind the door, put his arms around him and pressed him over, buried his face in his neck, took a breath, and whispered, "Damn, it smells like pepper..."

"How exciting." Qiu Yi laughed, and lightly touched his back twice through the clothes.

Bian Nan kissed Qiu Yi's mouth fiercely under the faint moonlight, and reached into his clothes to stroke his back and waist heavily.

Both of them were breathing slowly and quickly.

He likes Qiu Yi's lips, and also likes the moist tenderness between Qiu Yi's lips and teeth. The feeling of not being enough when the tip of the tongue is entangled and sucking is intoxicating.

The joyful feeling when his hand stroked Qiu Yi's skin and the impulse brought by Qiu Yi's hand sliding over his body made people feel that their minds were buzzing.

Bian Nan had a lot of love talks, but he had never had such intimate contact with anyone. The excitement he had never had made him want to bite Qiu Yi hard on his lips, neck, shoulders or wherever he wanted several times. Taking a sip, I feel that only in this way can I really vent out those irrepressible impulses in my heart.

His hand went down and touched Qiu Yi's trouser waist.

"Crazy you," Qiu Yi whispered in his ear, but he didn't stop him, there was panting in his voice, "In the kitchen?"

"Then let Er Bao go to uncle's room to do homework," Bian Nan untied his zipper, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't hold it back..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Yi suddenly pulled down the waistband of his trousers and put his hand in.

"Fuck!" Bian Nan hugged Qiu Yi tightly, and his voice became a little hoarse due to the stimulation, "Sweatpants are so fucking convenient."

The moonlight at the window was covered by clouds, and the surrounding area became dark. The kitchen space was small, and the two of them were already breathing heavily because of the darkness.

The mixed panting and occasional low moans filled my ears, impacting every sensitive nerve...

The kitchen door opened gently, Bian Nan poked his head out and looked out.

"Get out," Qiu Yi gently pushed him behind him, "Are you afraid that no one will find out your virtue?"

"I'm afraid that when I open the door, Erbao Station will call my brother..." Bian Nan clicked his tongue and walked out of the kitchen.

"He's serious about his homework." Qiu Yi smiled, walked to the sink and squatted down to wash his hands.

"The kitchen..." Bian Nan squatted beside him and whispered, "Do you want to clean it up?"

"It's all in hand," Qiu Yi stood up, walked to the table, lit a cigarette, and turned on the light under the grape arbor, "What are you packing?"

Bian Nan stretched his hand under the faucet and flushed it, suddenly felt his face burning hotly: "Why are you so...shameless."

"Whoever started is shameless." Qiu Yi said.

"Your uncle," Bian Nan made him laugh, "You'll always want face after you're capable."

Qiu Yi laughed, and the cigarette almost fell to the ground.

Looking at his smile, Bian Nan felt all the feelings he had in the small space in the kitchen come back all at once, and a gust of cold night wind blew over, and he suddenly felt a little unable to face Qiu Yi.

"I... let's go home first." He turned off the faucet and stood up, ran into the house, took his bag and went out, as if someone was going to chase him down.

"Aren't you going to tell Erbao?" Qiu Yi looked at him.

"I said for a while that I shouldn't be allowed to leave," Bian Nan buried his head in two steps and then stopped. Although he felt a little flustered for no reason, he was really reluctant to leave. He turned his head and looked at Qiu Yi, "Tomorrow I'll call you about dinner."

Qiu Yi smiled, stepped forward and hugged him gently: "You have to call me when you get home, you're in a state like you're stepping on your feet..."

"En." Bian Nan glanced into the room, quickly kissed the corner of Qiu Yi's mouth, turned his head and strode out of the yard.

Bian Nan opened the car windows all the way, blowing cold wind all the way to the house.

The excitement that hadn't faded in his heart was mixed with a trace of uneasiness that made him blush, and the taste was really more complicated than the spicy pot at night.

But it didn't take long for him to close the car window, and he didn't know if he calmed down, his face was numb from the blowing.

When he got home and waited for the garage door to open, he glanced upstairs. The lights in his father's study room were not turned on, and the car drove into the garage, but his father's car was not there.

On the contrary, Bian Hao, who is not often at home, parked his car in the garage, and Bian Nan felt blocked when he saw his car.

But today the congestion was not as severe as usual.

After walking two steps along the stairs from the garage to the living room, Bian Nan suddenly heard Bian Xinyu's cry.

He hesitated for a moment, and opened the door. The door connecting the garage and the living room was on the corridor side. As soon as he opened the door, Bian Xinyu saw Bian Xinyu running upstairs crying.

"Your father is back?" Auntie's voice came over.

"It's me." Bian Nan replied, walked through the corridor into the living room.

The aunt who had stood up saw him and sat back on the sofa. She didn't know if she forgot to put on the smile she usually had when she saw him today because of Bian Xinyu.

Bian Hao was standing by the stairs, seeing his face, Bian Nan felt that he should not come back today, Bian Hao was a little fairer than him, but now his face was as dark as his...

"What's the matter with your friend and Xin Yu?" Bian Hao was probably in front of his aunt, the anger on his face almost burned through the sky, but his voice was still controlled within the normal range.

"Qiu Yi?" Bian Nan walked to the side to change shoes, he didn't know what Bian Xinyu said, he didn't know what to say suddenly, "I don't know, Bian Xinyu knows him better than I know him Be early."

"Are they falling in love?" Auntie asked from the side.

"Ah?" Bian Nan was taken aback, turned his head to look at her, and almost said "impossible, we are only in a relationship..."

"No, don't think so much," Bian Hao said to his aunt, and stared at Bian Nan again, "What does your friend want to do? Play with the little girl!"

Bian Nan suppressed the fire, and also stared at Bian Hao: "What is he doing? He and Bian Xinyu don't usually contact each other, right?"

"No contact?" Bian Hao walked up to him, pointed upstairs, the fire in his eyes whized out, "No contact, Xin Yufei is making a fuss to invite him to dinner with my dad? No contact, he received Xin Yu gift? Didn’t contact him to invite Xin Yu to dinner? Is this called no contact?”

Bian Nan was in a good mood at first, but before he came back to figure out the situation, he was sprayed like a machine gun by Bian Hao. He was immediately very irritable, but he still tried his best to suppress the fire: "Please eat as a gift in return."

"Why do you want to accept a gift?" Bian Hao asked.

"You mean that bracelet. I took it. Bian Xinyu told people that he was not the only one who had it and nothing else. What's the matter?" Bian Nan got angry and stared at Bian Hao.

"You helped deliver it?" Auntie put the cup in her hand heavily on the coffee table, "How could you do this! We know that we can't allow Xinyu to associate with that kind of person!"

Bian Nan couldn't bear it any longer, he bypassed Bian Hao and walked upstairs: "If I don't help deliver it, there should be another way of saying it."

"You stand!" Bian Hao roared.

"What?" Bian Nan turned around.

"Stop talking." Auntie stood up and pulled Bian Hao away, took two steps up the stairs and stood in front of Bian Nan, "Tell your friend, whether he is interested in Xin Yu or not, let him Stay away from Xinyu, and don't mess up our house."

Bian Nan didn't speak.

When the aunt turned and walked away, she sighed softly again: "The trouble you caused this time is already enough to cause headaches."

Bian Nan didn't know how he got upstairs to the room. After closing the door, he stood in the room for a while, opened the closet door, and smashed his elbow on the partition.

The partition cracked open with a click, and the dull pain in his arm and the cracked partition made him feel a lot better.

When he took out his mobile phone and was about to tell Qiu Yi that he had arrived home, Qiu Yi's call came in: "Are you there yet?"

"Here we are." Bian Nan lay down on the bed, "I just walked in."

"Well," Qiu Yi smiled, "I'm afraid you're going to turn your head off."

"Fart, the young master is quite clear-headed, black and white," Bian Nan laughed a few times, and then fell silent after laughing, Qiu Yi didn't speak, and after waiting for a few seconds, Bian Nan bit his lip, "I'll see you soon." Go to your house and stay."