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Fortunately, most of the people waiting for the rain in the promenade had already left, and not many people noticed the two of them.

The man sighed contentedly, raised his arms, pressed the man tightly into his arms with one hand, and lowered his head to smell the fresh scent of shampoo on the boy's hair.

After hugging for a while, Yan Chuyang suddenly felt embarrassed, pulled himself up slightly and said: "First...don't hug, let's talk about it when we go home."

Wei Qing smiled lowly and let go of the person: "Just now you threw yourself on me."

"Didn't I see you getting excited?" Yan Chuyang pulled the man by the wrist and pulled him to the corridor, touched Wei Qing's cuff and arm, and frowned, "You're not wet, are you? It's raining so hard, why are you still Come pick me up?"

"It's okay." Wei Qing pulled the boy's hand over and held it in his palm nonchalantly, "I came here by car, why did I get wet?"

Yan Chuyang hummed and asked again: "Aren't you very busy today? Your assistant told me that you have meetings all day long."

"Yes, very busy." As he spoke, Wei Qing suddenly thought of lunch, and asked, "Have you eaten the dumplings that my assistant gave you at noon?"

"Eh..." The boy rolled his eyes, lowered his eyelids with a guilty conscience, and coughed lightly, "I've eaten it. It's stuffed with three delicacies. It's very delicious."

Wei Qing snorted and laughed, and suddenly said in a nonchalant way: "Is it better than that person?"

Yan Chuyang was startled, raised his eyes and said, "What?"

Wei Qing coughed lightly and ignored him, but raised his hand to pull up the zipper on the boy's neckline and said, "Is it cold?"

Yan Chuyang shook his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "Did I delay your work? You have to find time to pick me up when you are so busy."

"I've already finished my work." Wei Qing said lightly, "I just thought I could pick you up early in the afternoon, so I hurriedly finished my work."

Yan Chuyang sighed heavily, and said with a solemn face: "Why do I feel that I am now a Daji who deceives the king and the country?"

Wei Qing couldn't hold back his smile, raised his head, stared at the human being in front of him with dark eyes, and said, "Daji is not like you, she can lie on the bed every day with all kinds of amorous feelings and wait for luck. Is that gourd baby on your underwear here to seduce me?"

The boy's face turned red, and he threw away Wei Qing's hand suddenly, his eyes flickered and he hesitated: "I wear them casually, if I tidy them up, it will be very...very blah!"

The man's eyes darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Then when are you going to clean it up for me?"

Yan Chuyang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he said with a tense expression, "Don't worry, just wait for me, it will be done soon."

Regarding that aspect of knowledge, although he knows a little bit, but after all, he has never been in actual combat. Yan Chuyang still wants to hurry up and watch a few more movies, and practice secretly by himself.

After all, Wei Qing was straight in the past, and it must be very uncomfortable for him to have sex with a man for the first time. If he can't make him feel good for the first time, what should he do if he doesn't touch him in the future?

So in bed, he should be more active.

The first time is very important, we must surprise Wei Qing, let him sink, let him have the first time and think about the second time.

So... it's better to take it slow, give him some time, and let him explore.

Looking at the boy's obviously dodging eyes, Wei Qing sighed and murmured in a low voice: "Wait a minute, when will I take a cold bath?"

Yan Chuyang didn't hear it, but just raised his head and said, "The rain seems to be getting lighter, let's go."

Wei Qing hummed, and when he was about to lift his umbrella, a woman's voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Chuyang, Chuyang!"

Yan Chuyang raised his head suddenly, only then did he see Fang Jingshu waving to him through the pattering rain curtain.

The boy's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped out of the corridor and walked towards Fang Jingshu.

Wei Qing frowned, hurriedly raised his umbrella and quickly followed to protect the boy from the falling rain.

"Why are you here?" Yan Chuyang took a few strides and walked in front of Fang Jingshu.

The woman was only holding a small umbrella, probably running all the way here, so the knees of her trousers were covered with mud, and her shoulders were also wet from the rain.

Fang Jingshu took out an umbrella from her handbag and handed it over, "When I brought you lunch at noon today, I felt that the weather was not right. I wanted to give you an umbrella but I was afraid that you would think I was busy, so I didn't. As soon as we left, it began to rain.”

Yan Chuyang took the umbrella, looked at the woman's drenched hair, and said with distaste: "Why do you have to go to deliver the umbrella? Even if I don't have an umbrella, I won't be able to get wet at school."

Fang Jingshu smiled wryly and said, "I'm not worried. I remember you were afraid of thunder when you were a child, and you would cry whenever it rained."

Yan Chuyang's face turned awkward, and he said embarrassingly: "It was all about my childhood, I have grown up."

"That's right." Wei Qing suddenly said softly from the side, "When I was a child, no one cared about crying, but after I got used to crying, I didn't have to be afraid anymore."

Fang Jingshu's complexion changed, and she smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, I'm old, I'm old, my mouth is broken, and I always like to talk about the past."

"You are not old." Wei Qing sneered beside him, "You are too smart, always trying to ask for forgiveness with the little tender memory of the past."

The woman's face completely collapsed, her lips turned white.

"Wei Qing!" Yan Chuyang stared, tugged at the man's sleeve anxiously and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that you don't care about me? Can you leave now and let me tell her."

Veins appeared slightly on the man's forehead, and he sneered coldly: "I said I don't care about you, but that doesn't mean I want to watch another person lie to you."

Fang Jingshu suddenly raised her eyes: "Mr. Wei, I know that you are a friend of our family's Chuyang, but I am his mother. No matter what, our relationship is better than yours. How could I hurt you?" he?"

Wei Qing's heart surged fiercely: "You still have the face to say that you are Chuyang's mother? Let me tell you, if it wasn't for the fact that you gave birth to Yan Chuyang, I would have let your whole family live in Songcheng on the day of the hospital." I can't get along!"

The man's tone was too gloomy, Fang Jingshu's face turned pale, and she felt a chill down her spine.