A love story of two ladyboys

Then Ji Yao and Qin Xuan witnessed the whole process of Qin Shuo sitting on the ground changing shoes.

Ji Yao squatted aside and watched with a complicated expression: "Does he change shoes like this at home?"

"of course not."

Qin Xuan wore plush slippers of just the right size, patted Qin Shuo on the back and reminded, "Baby, it's cold on the ground", before continuing to explain to Ji Yao: "I or the nanny will help him at home."

"Oh," Ji Yao nodded, "I don't have a nanny at home, I really feel sorry for you."

Qin Xuan smiled: "No one dislikes you."

While speaking, Qin Shuo had already changed his shoes. He looked around, left the two small cotton shoes where they were, got up and threw himself into the arms of Ji Yao who was closer.

"elder brother!"

The child's voice was crisp and loud, and he touched Ji Yao's neck affectionately, already treating him as a "mother" who would spoil him, waiting for the other party to hug him like Qin Xuan.

Not long before this, Ji Yao, who was still a single dog, had no skills in how to treat children. He hugged the child in a hurry, and was afraid of hurting him. He looked at Qin who was leaning against the door for help. gentlemen.

It's a pity that Mr. Qin didn't intend to help, but he thought it was fun for Ji Yao to hold the child, so he said "you can play with it first", and then carried the big and small bags into the living room, skillfully as if It's like being at home.

While scolding Mr. Qin for his heartlessness, Ji Yao followed him in.

"How do you know that my living room is here?" He asked, feeling that his arm was probably about to fail.

The kid doesn't look as tall as the teddy bear, but he is much heavier than the teddy bear when he holds it. Ji Yao has not held it for 5 minutes, but he has already started to admire Mr. Qin's arm strength in his heart.

"There are only a few rooms in your house," Qin Xuan said, pointing to the door, "There is a balcony on the other side of the kitchen, and the toilet is next to the door. If I don't go this way, am I going to hit the wall?"

After he finished speaking, he finally took Qin Shuo over with great kindness, but before he hugged him warmly, he put the child on the sofa.

Ji Yao felt that this sentence seemed to be satirizing his IQ, so he avoided the question and asked indifferently, "So did you bring me a gift?"

After all, Mr. Qin brought as many things as if he was going on a trip, and it would be too heartless if he didn't have his share.

In the next second, Ji Yao thought of the scumbag Gong he wrote, and retorted in his heart: "Men only care about their kidneys but not their hearts."

He didn't realize that he was also a man who was about to go to the third year.

Qin Xuan replied calmly: "I have brought it, and I will give it to you if you close your eyes."

Ji Yao blinked and chose to trust Mr. Qin.Anyway, he couldn't possibly stab himself, right?

Qin Xuan dug out a pink tie - originally he wanted to get something more romantic, but before he went to buy it, he was overwhelmed by his own thoughts, so he could only look for a similar substitute in the closet.He tied the tie around his neck and tied a non-standard bow tie. After tying it, he felt that he might as well spend ten yuan to buy a bow tie to look better. Unfortunately, there was no time for him to regret it now.

The feeling of being kissed by something on his lips startled Ji Yao, he opened his eyes, and saw Mr. Qin standing in front of him with a serious face and an ugly bow tie around his neck.

"Here, I'll give you a gift." Mr. Qin pointed to his neck, "I'm yours now."

Ji Yao laughed very uncooperatively.

He said while "hahaha": "Mr. Qin, you are learning and selling now, did you go to Baidu when I closed my eyes, I didn't mean you, this tie really ruined the atmosphere, hahahaha ..."

Qin Xuan's face turned cold immediately: "Ji Yao, I'm going to be angry."

Qin Shuo looked at his father, then at his brother, and said without hesitation, "Dad is so ugly."

Qin Xuan glared at him: "Little bastard, eat inside and out."

Qin Shuo wasn't too scared, but happily jumped off the sofa, hid behind Ji Yao's legs, pulled his trousers and shouted: "Brother, Dad is angry!"

Ji Yao finally almost laughed, he untied Mr. Qin's bow, and said sternly, "Mr. Qin, I accept this gift."

Then he hugged Qin Shuo backhandedly, protecting the child in his arms like an old hen, and taught, "How can you be so cruel to children?"

The expected romantic atmosphere did not appear, instead a family ethics drama was staged. Qin Xuan suddenly felt that raising a son was like raising a rival in love.

Ji Yao's little Huang Wenming obviously didn't write it like this, it's all Qin Shuo's fault.

At this time, the culprit was cheating sweets into Ji Yao's ear.

Qin Xuan: "..."

He is so wronged.

"Where did you learn it?" Ji Yao was still amused by the previous incident when he was chopping vegetables, and couldn't help asking, "This skill is a bit crooked, Mr. Qin."

"Good man" Qin Xuan was standing behind him washing vegetables, heard that he threw the carrots into the basin, wiped the water from his hands on the apron, stuck it to Ji Yao's back and said, "You wrote it before."

The body temperature leaked from the sweater, and it was warm and nice to hug.

After meeting for two hours, Qin Xuan felt that Ji Yao was similar to what he had imagined. It seemed that he did not intentionally sell people during the live broadcast. The simple-minded little anchor is still a simple-minded young man in real life. The effect is not too far off the mark.

But Ji Yao didn't feel much better, he stood there stiffly, the kitchen knife almost cut his finger.

"When did I write it?" He asked pretending to be calm, but he didn't know why his throat was a little tight, which made his voice sound a little guilty.

Qin Xuan rested his chin on Jiyao's shoulders with peace of mind: "It's the most popular article, in the episode, didn't it say that XXX treated herself as a birthday present, tied a ribbon on her body, and then drove away."

Ji Yao's back tightened: "Do you want to drive?"

Qin Xuan gave a "tsk", squeezed Ji Yao's waist dishonestly, but said something very gentlemanly: "It's agreed that I won't do anything to you, you have some confidence in me, okay?"

Ji Yao almost wanted to slash him with a knife: "How can you give me confidence like this?"

Qin Shuo, who was drinking milk from a straw in the kitchen, seriously thought about whether his father would take himself and his brother for a ride.

Qin Xuan chuckled, and let go of his hand. He felt that if he continued to flirt, this little boyfriend might lose too much blood.

He brought the washed dishes to Ji Yao's side, cleared his throat, and asked solemnly, "How are you doing, are you satisfied with me?"

Before Ji Yao could speak, the tips of his ears were already red.

After a long time, he responded: "It's okay."

"Oh?" Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Then why not?"

In fact, Ji Yao really wanted to say "Nowhere", but finally shook his head: "No, everything is fine."

He looked at the reflections of the two people on the window, and felt that Mr. Qin was indeed quite well.

Online dating is an insecure thing. No matter how much you love in the game, if you think about it seriously, what you face every day is just a virtual world made up of a bunch of data.

But it's different in real life.

A good-looking person with a good voice, a nice voice, a good-looking figure and good manners is standing next to him. It is impossible not to have a good impression, not to mention that this person is also the love in the game and the "fanboy" of Xiao Huangwen.

Qin Xuan was not in a hurry to hear his statement, and felt that as long as Ji Yao didn't send him a good card, there would be a lot of fun in cultivating feelings.

He took away a pot of shredded potatoes that Jiyao had just cut, and deliberately whispered into the other's ear, "I'm going to cook."

Ji Yao felt that he should sit in the kitchen with Qin Shuo and wait for the meal to be served, instead of standing on the balcony and guarding against the danger of cutting his hands with a kitchen knife.

What a ghost, Mr. Qin is a stinky hooligan at all, he thought to himself.

The author has something to say:

Kid Qin Shuo's thinking is very dangerous, eh.

Sorry for taking so long to come back and update w, I will try to update it every other day or two days

Although I want to make a mess of the plot, but I have written too much and I can’t break it. It’s really hard for you to watch me write their dialogue journals every day.