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He didn't know that Song Huaiqi liked him before, so he could naturally treat him as a friend and a senior, and get along with him with a respectful attitude, but now, he knows that he likes him, so he can't pretend that he doesn't know anything.

If you can't reciprocate the same feelings, you should stay away from others, otherwise it will only make people misunderstood, sink deeper, and hurt deeper, right?

Wei Qing frowned suspiciously: "Why are you so obedient today?" You must know that Song Huaiqi was very protective when he mentioned Song Huaiqi before.

"Be good, don't you?" The boy turned his head and stared into the man's eyes and muttered, "The person I like is you, if you don't want me to get close to the senior, then I won't get close to him, I don't want You're angry, I want to make you happy."

Wei Qing slammed his heart twice, and was dizzy from the boy's cute words.

"No." Wei Qing shook his confused head, stared at the humanity in front of him, "How could you say such a thing? Yan Chuyang, did something happen to you? Tell me the truth, you... "

"Wei Qing." The boy frowned suddenly, and changed the subject with a grin, "I feel pain in my shoulder, please help me, is my wound open again?"

Wei Qing's eyes flickered, and he leaned over to lift the quilt on his shoulders to have a look.

The wound was well tied, and not a single trace of blood leaked out.

"No split, no blood."

"Eh..." Yan Chuyang blinked guiltily, "Really? But why do you suddenly feel so painful?"

"You don't need to change the subject." Wei Qing straightened up and interrupted him, leaned back on the back of the chair, resumed the indifferent posture just now, folded his arms and said authentically, "To be honest, did Song Huaiqi give you a gift last night?" What did you say?"

Otherwise, why would he suddenly be so obedient today?It's so weird that he took the initiative to say that he would stay away from Song Huaiqi in the future without his coercion.

"It's really nothing." Yan Chuyang stretched out his hand from under the quilt, grabbed the hem of the man's shirt, shook it lightly and whispered, "I just want to make you happy, I like you, so I want to follow you, you don't want to I won't do what I'm asked to do, I want to pamper you, can't I?"

Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat.

I want to spoil you.

Oh my god.

How old is he, 19 years old, such an older person, where did he learn these provocative words?

Wei Qing thinks he is mature in mind, anyway, he is seven or eight years older than Yan Chuyang, and he feels that he has a better understanding of the word "emotion" than him.

But at some point, he suddenly felt that he was the one who had been on the passive side in this relationship.

He seemed to be being led by the nose by Yan Chuyang invisibly.

Every love word of Yan Chuyang, every tease, every gesture of lowering eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, is like a feather, impartial, just scratching the itchy flesh on his heart, making him feel uncomfortable. Will not work.

Seeing the man's eyebrows and eyes soften, Yan Chuyang made persistent efforts. His slender fingers slipped in along the corner of the man's clothes, touched the man's thin waist flatteringly, and said in a very low voice: "Don't be angry, I know I was wrong , I shouldn’t have gone to someone else’s house last night without telling you.”

Wei Qing made a cold face on purpose: "Is it enough to just apologize?"

"Then..." The boy's ears turned red, and he stared at the other party with bright eyes, "Then when I recover from my injury, shall I help you?"

Wei Qing didn't react: "Help me? Help for what?"

Yan Chuyang clicked his tongue anxiously, and pinched the opponent's waist embarrassedly: "I just want to help you, don't pretend to be stupid, I don't believe you don't understand!"

Wei Qing's lower abdomen was tightened by his pinch, and he suddenly raised his hand to pat off the fingers that were still wandering back and forth dishonestly: "Speak as you speak, why are you groping?"

Yan Chuyang snorted and pulled out his hand, humming coldly: "What kind of attitude do you have, do you know how much courage it took me to make this decision? I didn't expect you to react like this."

Wei Qing sneered, lowered his hand, scraped the boy's tender lips with his rough fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you want to help me, can you use your hands?"

"Ok?"

Wei Qing lowered his body, locked the other party's gaze with his deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I want you to use your mouth, and I also want to help you."

Yan Chuyang's face burned with coaxing, and he turned his face away to avoid the other party's sight and said, "I don't need your help, I have my own hands."

Wei Qing couldn't hold back his laughter: "Can it feel the same?"

"Oh!" The boy buried his red face in the pillow, "It's not necessary anyway."

Yan Chuyang didn't know what he was ashamed of, obviously he had boldly offered to help the other party just now, but Wei Qing just said that he wanted to help him in reverse, and he couldn't bear it.

He always felt that it was one thing for him to help Wei Qing, and another thing for Wei Qing to help him.

Seeing his blushing, Wei Qing became more and more itchy, and was about to lean over to tease him again, when the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

The man straightened up and took out his cell phone from his pocket. When he saw the caller ID on it, his eyes froze, he calmed down, and said softly: "Close your eyes and rest for a while. Come and see you."

Yan Chuyang hummed: "Okay."

Wei Qing stood up and walked out. After closing the door, he walked towards the balcony of the hospital with long legs.

He didn't want Yan Chuyang to hear this call.

"Hello?" Wei Qing walked to the balcony, overlooking the flow of people below from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Hello, Mr. Wei."

"Have you found what you asked to check?"

"I found out, we sent people to adjust the monitoring of the route that Mr. Yan walked last night. The surveillance video shows that the group of people has been following Mr. Yan since he left Song Huaiqi's house for more than ten minutes. It was only when I reached the corner of the intersection that I exposed my whereabouts and beat people."

Wei Qing frowned: "You have been following Song Huaiqi's house since you left?"

"Yes, and that group of people obviously came out of the garage of the Song family villa. They should have been lying in ambush in the garage from the beginning, and then followed after Mr. Yan went out, so..."