Raiders of that cat

An Xiuchen and Pei Yang were busy with Aoyu's case for another two days. On the third day, Pei Yang performed very well in front of Manager Wang. Manager Wang fell in love with this set of copywriting on the spot. When he returned to Aoyu Report to Pei Dawei, and then you can prepare for the signing.

Aoyu's matter finally came to an end, and An Xiuchen's heart that had been hanging over him could be let go.

Pei Yang was sitting at An Xiuchen's desk, tapping his fingers on the case: "An Xiuchen, I have been preparing for this case for two days without sleep, and now it passed smoothly, how are you going to reward me?"

An Xiuchen leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at Pei Yang, thought for a while before saying, "Why don't I give you a bonus?"

The corner of Pei Yang's mouth twitched: "As my severance pay?"

An Xiuchen knows that Pei Yang is not short of money, and he is also the dignified son of Aoyu Group, but if he doesn't need money, then he...

An Xiuchen didn't want to think about Pei Yang's thoughts: "You can just speak up, as long as I can do it."

Pei Yang smiled, and reached out to pick An Xiuchen's chin with meaningful eyes.

"Don't get distracted."

An Xiuchen's cold words directly shattered Pei Yang's desire to continue flirting, and he scratched the back of his head a little angrily: "I don't need anything, I just need you, and I finally stood up in front of you." What’s the point of not allowing meat to be eaten once it’s rewarded?”

This time, Pei Yang was responsible for winning the case. An Xiuchen just took a step back to comfort Pei Yang, and suggested, "Why don't I treat you to dinner."

"Dinner?" Pei Yang rolled his eyes and suddenly remembered something: "I would have forgotten if you didn't mention it, I still owe you a meal, if it wasn't for Cheng Li..."

Seeing that An Xiuchen's face changed slightly, Pei Yang had to close his mouth obediently. The experience that night was indeed not very pleasant.

Pei Yang simply raised his hand: "Forget it, let's combine the two meals together. I'm out of the kitchen, and you come to the kitchen to cook for me, how about it?"

"To your house?" An Xiuchen was a little reluctant when he thought of the dusty corridor: "You said, you are also a rich second generation, why don't you rent a better house when you come out to live?"

Pei Yang shrugged his shoulders: "You are poor, you come out to hang out, and you don't want to rely on the old man's relationship, so you can only rent a cheaper one within my economic range. Why, do you feel distressed? I see your house It's quite big, and I don't mind sharing the room with you."

"I mind." An Xiuchen clearly rejected his delusion. He still doesn't understand what kind of wishful thinking this guy has in mind. If he lives under the same roof, his old bones are not enough for this kid to trouble him.

Pei Yang had a sullen face, exactly like a seven or eight-year-old child who got angry because he couldn't eat candy.

An Xiuchen got up, put on his coat, and urged: "Let's go, this is your celebration banquet and also your breakup meal."

Pei Yang was startled, and stood there looking at An Xiuchen's back: "Are you really driving me away?"

An Xiuchen turned his head, with a flat face: "Didn't we agree before? It's good to get together and break up."

But Pei Yang regretted it a little.

They drove to the supermarket first. There were no ingredients at home, so how to cook.

Pei Yang bought a lot of things, and An Xiuchen paid for them anyway, but Pei Yang was not polite, he piled the car full.

An Xiuchen followed behind Pei Yang, pushing the cart. Unknowingly, An Xiuchen came up with a strange idea. The two of them seemed to be just married couples who came to the supermarket to make big purchases. Pei Yang even bought a pot , a baking pan.

After the two of them finally moved these things upstairs, An Xiuchen tidied them up, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start cooking.

Pei Yang was sitting on the sofa watching TV, his eyes drifted from the TV screen to An Xiuchen's body after a while.

He remembered that when they were together, he was the one who was busy in the kitchen and took care of his three meals a day, but now it's changed, if it was in the past, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

He worshiped An Xiuchen like a god, and wished he could confess. If those things hadn't happened, maybe he and An Xiuchen would still be together.

He hates An Xiuchen.

Pei Yang thought his heart was a little sore, he got up, walked behind An Xiuchen, and put his hands around his waist.

An Xiuchen's cutting knife stopped, and he tilted his head slightly: "Don't hug me, it's inconvenient for me to cut vegetables."

Pei Yang's chin rested on his shoulder, and he said lazily, "What do you want to cook for me? Let me tell you, I'm a picky eater."

An Xiuchen glanced at the ingredients that had been cut and placed on the plate: "Braised eggplant, shredded fish-flavored pork, if there is still time, I would like to make another soup."

Pei Yang let out an "oh" and didn't let go.

An Xiuchen had no choice but to slow down the speed of cutting vegetables. Anyway, this was the last meal, so he could tolerate it for a while.

"An Xiuchen, have you ever done anything to hurt others?"

This endless question made An Xiuchen stunned: "What does this mean?"

Pei Yang tilted his head, looked elsewhere a little absent-mindedly, and after a long time, he said again: "An Xiuchen, I love you."

An Xiuchen lost his mind for a moment and almost cut his finger.

The surroundings fell silent, Pei Yang tilted his head, and his lips were imprinted on An Xiuchen's neck. His smell was very good, as if with magic power, he was not only satisfied with light kisses, Instead, he sucked and bit hard.

An Xiuchen frowned slightly, and the hand holding the kitchen knife trembled a little.

After a long while, Pei Yang reluctantly let go of him. Looking at a small red and swollen strawberry, he smiled and licked it again with the tip of his tongue. His voice was hoarse and seductive: "It's so beautiful."

Pei Yang's hands became dishonest, and An Xiuchen had to stop him while he was still a little rational.

"Pei Yang, don't do this." An Xiuchen grabbed his aggressive hand.

Pei Yang easily broke free from An Xiuchen's grip, held his shoulders, and made him turn around to face him.

"An Xiuchen, look at me."

An Xiuchen raised his eyes, looked at Pei Yang who was already a little excited, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Pei Yang stroked his cheeks with both hands, completely forcing him to look at him.

"An Xiuchen, tell the truth, don't you like me at all in your heart?"

An Xiuchen was at a loss, the solid fortress he built with great difficulty before was shattered by Pei Yang's words.

"Pei Yang, let's forget it, we are not suitable."

"Why?" Pei Yang couldn't accept it: "Because, I made that mistake, or is it because you don't like to be 0?"

An Xiuchen shook his head and denied it. He was more afraid in his heart. Avoiding feelings was his subconscious way of protecting himself. He did not deny that he had a crush on Pei Yang, but he did not dare to be brave again. .

The eldest son of Aoyu Group, the future heir, how could the board of directors allow Pei Yang to be with a man, he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

"Pei Yang, I..."

This kiss was caught off guard, Pei Yang almost exhausted all his strength to hold An Xiuchen in his arms, the strength was so great that his bones were about to be crushed, An Xiuchen couldn't push him away, lips kissed It just made a thin and fragmented sound.

An Xiuchen's head was dazed after being kissed by Pei Yang, and everything in front of him was spinning. Pei Yang hugged him and staggered towards the bedroom.

When An Xiuchen was thrown on the bed and his head was a little clearer, Pei Yang had already taken off his shirt, pressed An Xiuchen on the bed, looked down at An Xiuchen with flames in his eyes, and solved the problem with one hand. With belt buckle.

"Pei Yang..."

An Xiuchen was a little flustered, trying to get up, but Pei Yang firmly pressed down, clasped his hands and fixed them on top of his head, and kissed him all the way down messily.

An Xiuchen's chest heaved violently, his eyes were empty, he felt dizzy even staring at the ceiling, he felt that he was probably finished.

Pei Yang's flushed face was reflected in front of his eyes again, his eyes were firm, and he said word by word: "An Xiuchen, you are mine, and you will be mine for the rest of your life."

Is it an illusion?

An Xiuchen seemed to see that his eyes were wet, he reached out his hand to touch to see if it was true, but when his finger was barely close to his cheek, a tear rolled down, An Xiuchen was a little surprised, He couldn't understand what was in Pei Yang's eyes, and he couldn't see through it. It was more complicated and difficult to solve than any problem in this world.

He cried.

"An Xiuchen, why don't you give me a chance? I love you so much, why are you so cruel to me, even a woman like Cheng Li, you can endure for two years, why you can't even look at me when I'm so nice Don't take a look?"

An Xiuchen's heart softened, his fingers gently wiped away the tears that filled his eyes but did not fall, raised his head slightly, and kissed his lips.

Pei Yang opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect...

Does this mean you accept yourself?

The two hugged each other more urgently, the bed was a bit narrow, but it was enough for the two of them.

Just when they were lingering, someone's cell phone rang.

Pei Yang freed his hand to hang up a little annoyed, but the other end persisted. Pei Yang was a little annoyed, and the rare good mood was completely ruined by this mobile phone.

An Xiuchen smiled and patted Pei Yang's butt: "Go ahead and answer the phone."

Pei Yang didn't want to leave An Xiuchen, so he simply sat on his body, picked up the phone, and said in a bad tone, "Hey, who is it?!"

"Hello, are you Mr. An Xiuchen?"

Pei Yang frowned, took down the phone and looked again, this is An Xiuchen's phone, he had to hand the phone to An Xiuchen: "Your phone."

An Xiuchen took it over: "I am An Xiuchen."

"I am the director of the Oncology Department of City Hospital M. Excuse me, is Ms. An Ruyi your mother?"

An Xiuchen's face changed slightly, he left Pei Yang and got out of bed and hurried to the bathroom, and closed the door.

An Xiuchen lowered his voice: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"It's like this. Last time your mother came to our hospital for a physical examination, we found a tumor in Ms. An's body, and the condition is not very good."

An Xiuchen's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling: "Tumor? Is it benign or malignant?"

"It's malignant. Ms. An has been hospitalized, but the cost..."

An Xiuchen knew what the doctor wanted to say, he sighed: "I see, I still have some things on hand, I will probably go back tomorrow, and we will meet tomorrow for a detailed discussion."