What to do? Crazy criticism of men chasing me for love!

Fang Nuo was wearing a pair of little yellow duck pajamas. When he walked out of the bathroom, he saw a figure sitting on the sofa, but his expression could not be clearly seen.

Seeing that the man finally appeared, he opened his mouth unconsciously, then glanced at him with an indifferent look, and finally landed on a corner of the takeaway bag scattered on the coffee table.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt guilty for no reason.

He walked over in a hurry, with an exaggerated smile on his lips, laughing, trying to fish in troubled waters.

"Ah, Wen Qingyan, you're back!"

The young man's clear voice was full of surprise, mixed with a hint of unexpected joy.

But Wen Qingyan, who was sitting steadily on the sofa, remained silent, as if he had completely ignored what the young man said a moment ago, and asked in a calm voice, "Fang Nuo, do you want me to control you forever?"

The indifference in the tone made Fang Nuo stunned, and the hand wiping his wet hair slowly lowered.

Although the man had taken him seriously before, he had never been so stiff as now, like a stranger.

Fang Nuo had no doubt that if it weren't for the fact that his father had given him enough money, the man would probably have turned against him on the spot and told his father that he couldn't save him and would just wait to die.

Wen Qingyan waited for a long time, but did not hear the young man's voice admitting his mistake. For a moment, he thought that the other party was dissatisfied with him and irresponsible for the young man's body.

Although he also wanted to be by the boy's side all the time, what if... what if he...

After retracting his divergent thoughts, Wen Qingyan's narrowed eyes became even darker, as if they were dripping with ink, and even the aura around him was cold and piercing.

Fang Nuo was shocked by the sharp coldness in the man's eyes, but when he thought about it, he just ordered a portion of hairy crabs and spicy chicken, so it wasn't a big deal.

What's more, he hasn't eaten yet. Besides, the man is not at home, and he has a delicate body, so he doesn't know how to cook.

Although he was alone before the mission, even so, he had tried many times and admitted that he could fry the pot.

There is no other way but to combine takeout and instant noodles to survive.

Now, he is hungry and not feeling well, so he is not allowed to eat something delicious to relieve himself.

Thinking like this, he widened his crystal amber almond eyes, imitating the man's appearance, or even better than him.

He raised his chin slightly and said loudly, "I don't want you to stay with me forever, why do you worry so much!"

Seeing that the man ignored his opinion and threw the takeaway into the trash can, Fang Nuo suddenly became angry and rushed over to try to save the takeaway he was thinking about.

But he never expected to be spotted by the man at a glance. The other man put his arm around his waist and raised his other long arm.

The takeaway hit the trash can.

Fang Nuo was almost driven crazy by the man's rogue behavior, but she couldn't break free from the man's restraint.

He had no choice but to glare at the man angrily, purse his lips tightly and say nothing.

Wen Qingyan saw that the young man's face was red from holding back, and the hold on his waist gradually loosened.

He secretly thought that the young man was too thin. He had inadvertently measured the soft waist just now, and it was almost enough for him to hold it with one hand.

He was already planning what kind of ingredients he would prepare to replenish the boy's body and gradually enhance his body's resistance.

How about taking the boy with you for a morning run in the morning?

Forget it, the young man's heart can't bear the load...

But come to think of it, on the surface the man still looks like he should avoid strangers.

Thinking that he was still six years old, his originally tense face softened, and a coaxing voice came to the young man's ear and said, "Be good, don't eat those things, it's not healthy."

"Wait for half an hour and I'll cook. Just be good, okay?"

The mellow sound penetrated into people's ears, itching, and after hearing it, they felt drunk.

However, Fang Nuo was already so angry that he couldn't speak.

good! good! good! der

Be a good boy! Isn't he good these days? Since entering this small world, due to his frail body, he has not been able to express his feelings directly when he encounters any dissatisfaction like he did before.

The most important thing is that this weakling's body also requires emotional stability, which means that when he encounters grievances, anger, sadness, etc., he can only forcefully ignore all kinds of emotions, and cannot let them cause emotions. dissatisfaction.

Therefore, apart from having a little bit of fun dealing with that guy Lin Chi, he didn't seem to have really encountered anything that made him happy.

I don’t know if this is sad or not.

Gradually, Fang Nuo felt that his vision was gradually blurring, and his mouth became deflated unconsciously.

Wen Qingyan, who thought the young man had listened to his words, was suddenly burned by the tears dripping on his fingertips.

The tears in the other boy's eyes were pouring down pitifully. He was shocked and at the same time there was dense pain in his heart.

Not surprisingly, he felt sorry for the boy.

Wen Qingyan only knew that the young man was crying silently like this, which made him feel very distressed.

I thought of the takeaway in the trash can that I had just thrown away a moment ago, and I felt a headache for a moment.

He really didn't expect that the boy would choose to cry against him because of a takeaway, but now he was sure that he had completely put aside the idea of ​​punishing the boy.

Moreover, I was thinking more about how to coax the boy well. After all, the boy's mood swings really shouldn't be too big, as this is not good for his heart.

In a flash of excitement, he blurted out, "Stop crying, why don't I let you eat hairy crabs?"

After saying that, he took out the handkerchief he carried with him from his chest and carefully wiped the tears of the crying boy.

Seeing the water droplets on the young man's head slipping down again, he simply took the young man's hand and placed him on the soft sofa. He took the towel from the young man's hand and rubbed his still wet hair.

The man was wiping the boy's tears and wiping his hair at the same time, without any delay in the whole process.

It wasn't until Fang Nuo realized that he couldn't help crying that it was so embarrassing that he slowly stopped crying, his voice was a bit hoarse and arrogant.

"You said it, don't lie to others."

As if the deterrent wasn't enough, he added in a veiled way, "It's the puppy that's lying to you!"

Seeing that the young man had already begun to think about food, it seemed that the sadness that was so great just now had completely dissipated.

Wen Qingyan could only chuckle helplessly, thinking to himself, he was really just a child.

However, since the child wants to eat, as the attending doctor, he can only satisfy the boy's needs occasionally.

Otherwise, the child will say that he is a miser behind his back.

"Okay, I won't lie to you."

"Look how you cry like a dirty kitten."

The man straightened up and gently pinched the boy's soft cheeks with his warm hands. The feeling was so good that he couldn't help but want to keep rubbing it.

"Cook! I'm hungry!"

Fang Nuo slapped away the man's misbehaving hand on her face, and stared at him angrily with her big wet eyes.

The man who was beaten didn't care, but there was a hint of indulgence in his tone.

"Okay, little ancestor."