I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

"You look upset, why?"

Tang Yanqing was lazily leaning on the sofa in the reception room, resting her chin on one hand, and casually asked the man in front of her.

Although the other party's face was expressionless from the beginning to the end, and there was no sign of any emotional fluctuations, but the eyes cast on him were full of ice and arrogance.

Luo Beichen sat casually on the sofa opposite, staring at him with dark eyes like ink, without saying a word.

The heavy oppression in the air made Tang Yanqing seem to see a ruthless god of death witnessing a dying person in a trance, raising the sickle in his hand, ready to move.

interesting.

Tang Yanqing half closed her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up, drawing a shallow arc.

It's so funny that A Luo, who has always pretended to be a brother and friend with him, is angry with him.

"I think you know why, Brother Yan."

After a while, Luo Beichen replied calmly, his tone as cold as stagnant water, and in a blink of an eye, he threw the question back to the other party.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes and scanned the chat interface of the phone again, but there was still no change on it.

Since he sent those words to Shen Qiuming, the prompt box in the upper left corner displayed "the other party is typing" five or six times, but he has not received a single update message until now.

Luo Beichen's fingers holding the phone gradually became tense, his fingertips turned white, and a nameless anger ignited in his chest, which involuntarily burned a little bit hotter, silently roasting his reason, and his eyes became darker.

"Okay, it seems that I've made up my mind about this. Who knows, the world is really small."

Tang Yanqing smiled helplessly when he heard the words, and stretched out his hand to support the slightly slid pair of glasses on the bridge of Fu Gaoting's nose.

The gold-rimmed mirror frame was polished by the fine sunlight pouring in from the window, and coupled with the pair of coquettish and narrow peach blossom eyes, it was a bit of a gentle scum.

He spread out his hands, showing an innocent face: "However, for the record, I really didn't know that Peng's ex-boyfriend would be you, Ah Luo."

"Mingming... what did he tell you?"

Slowly letting out a foul breath, Luo Beichen locked the phone screen, raised his head and asked him in a low voice: "Also, how is his illness now?"

Tang Yanqing blinked at him, and said slowly: "You have to know that this is the confidentiality of my patients. Brother Yan, I still have professional ethics."

In an instant, a piercing gaze shot straight at him, Luo Beichen frowned slightly, and suddenly emphasized: "It's not your family, he belongs to my family."

Tang Yanqing clicked his tongue uncomfortably at the provocative feeling of being occupied by a large and dangerous circle of ferocious beasts, but his high spirits did not diminish by half.

But what's the difference between your family and mine, anyway, sooner or later we are a family.

Tang Yanqing thought wildly, and said perfunctorily: "All right, your family's yours."

Wonderful flowers and kaolin flowers are really two flowers.

"You two are made for each other, neither of you deserves it."

Hearing these words, Luo Beichen's brows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly uncontrollably, but fell down again in an instant, and asked unhurriedly.

"Affective disorder, how long has he been suffering from it? What are the symptoms?"

Tang Yanqing's expression did not change after hearing the words, but he raised his eyebrows and squinted at him: "So you still remember, you deserve praise."

"Why did you choose to remind me after the family dinner? How could you want me to forget about it so easily?" Luo Beichen sneered, pointing.

"Lu Xiao, Lao Xia, it's finally Ming Ming's turn. It's such a big game, Brother Yan."

"A hundred causes must bear fruit, and I'm just going with the flow." Tang Yanqing smiled at him, "Isn't it good to be a part-time job as a month old?"

"But I don't want all of this to be arranged by Ms. Luo, such as her so-called 'compensation'."

Luo Beichen paused every word in the second half of his sentence, staring gloomyly at the cheap brother brought by his mother's second marriage partner.

"It's because you're worrying too much about my brother," Tang Yanqing said lazily without being affected at all, yawning, "I'm her son, not her lackey."

"At least on this point rest assured that I am free."

Hearing this, Luo Beichen's expression suddenly softened a little, and he lowered his sharp eyebrows and asked lightly: "So, this is all your handwriting?"

"Almost, but don't be so hostile to me, Ah Luo."

Tang Yanqing sighed in a low voice, and rubbed her temples in distress: "To be honest, I still like this sister-in-law quite a lot."

Although he called me a quack doctor when we met for the first time, it was really unflattering.

"Of course, the prerequisite for me to be able to do this successfully depends entirely on your choice." Tang Yanqing said, bending his eyebrows, with a sly smile on his lips, "The initiative is always in your hands Come on, brother."

He just accepted Boss Xia's invitation and promised to consult a certain player of their team about psychological problems, and just happened to find out that the medical doctor in the base was his junior.

At that time, Shen Qiuming had nightmares that his mental state was extremely poor, and he was clearly close to collapse, and he was full of flirtatious words when he was still able to speak, with a vicious look, he wanted to die with him, a psychiatrist, who would talk so stubbornly forever.

Tang Yanqing felt that this wicked patient surnamed Shen was really not a thing, but he was inexplicably interested in this person.

Because during the intermittent conversation with the other party, he vaguely caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, especially the dog-like temper that was almost as difficult to serve, absolutely.

Tang Yanqing's desire to explore and curiosity were aroused by this patient who was hiding countless secrets. As clever as he was, he quickly pieced together a general idea from the few words of the patient and others through derivation.

After a little investigation by someone else, he got an unexpected secret——

The young contestant in front of him suffering from severe emotional disorders is the ex-boyfriend of his cold brother.

Wow, amazing.

Tang Yanqing suddenly found that things were getting more and more interesting, so he found some more detailed information.

That day he was sitting in the office, squinting his eyes and looking at the materials in his hands one by one. At first, he was a little amazed, and when he scanned to the end, there was only a four-character sigh of helplessness.

Thinking of being scolded as a "quack doctor" by his former sister-in-law-to-be, he snorted softly, thinking that it happened that he was bored recently, so he might as well have some fun for himself.

Tang Yanqing narrated slowly, while quietly hiding some of the content that should not be spoiled.

That's more fun, isn't it?

Thinking of this, he silently smiled, and then continued.

So from that day on, the part-time Yue Lao doctor Tang quietly planned everything, playing an invisible chess game with the goddess of fate.

And the only variable in this chessboard is Luo Beichen's choice.

After all, he is partial to his own family.

If it wasn't the player Kun who let go first, no matter how much Boss Xia offered, it wouldn't help.

It is precisely because Luo Beichen chose to sign with the KWC team that the plan he laid out could proceed logically and reach the current point——

When it came to the end, Tang Yanqing paused, took a sip from the teacup, and tapped the table with his fingers to conclude.

"What I can do is to create an opportunity for you to reunite."

"And the result is that you chose him."

"You love him more than anything, brother."

The thin lips were pursed into a straight line, Luo Beichen lowered his head, his thick eyelashes fluttered slightly like cicada wings, he glanced at the still closed door without leaving a trace, and remained silent, as if waiting for something.

Having said all that needed to be said, Tang Yanqing, who had nothing to do, continued to hold a teacup and sip, moistening his dry voice.

The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Half a minute later, Luo Beichen clicked his tongue and asked calmly: "But after you finished speaking, he didn't seem to have the urge to come in and kiss me excitedly, why is that?"

Tang Yanqing: "..."

Shen Qiuming, who was squatting outside the door and eavesdropping: "..."

At this moment, his cheeks were already dyed with a faint blush. Hearing the sound, the dog pushed the door sneakily in, and then closed the door softly again, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

To be honest, just now he really wanted to rush in and give fifty dollars to his boyfriend. He really loves Mr. Luo to death.

But the problem was that he was afraid that Luo Beichen would beat him to death on the spot if he didn't agree with each other.

After touching the boxes of things in his trouser pocket, he hesitated and prepared to wait and see for a while.

Unexpectedly, the boyfriend was executed publicly, and the tragedy was still his.

Tang Yanqing turned her head and raised her eyebrows at him: "How much have you heard about our future sister-in-law?"

From beginning to end, not a word.

Shen Qiuming didn't dare to say anything, and couldn't even say a word.

Hearing this address, he panicked with embarrassment, wishing to plug his ears, and stared at Tang Yanqing with cruel eyes as if he wanted to eat people.

The ghost knows that this quack doctor he fucking disliked before is actually his boyfriend's brother! ! ! !

Now he can't handle all the things that happened to him.

Shen Qiuming thought about giving up on himself, but on the other hand, he was sincerely grateful for everything the other party had done.

Although Tang Yanqing might just want to have some fun, he is now able to reunite with Luo Beichen, which is indisputable.

But the current occasion is obviously not the time for him to thank the quack doctor first.

Shen Qiuming cleared his throat, turned his head to look at his boyfriend, and slowly moved over: "Achen—"

Luo Beichen sat on the sofa and stared up at him, his dark pupils were so deep that he couldn't see to the bottom.

"This is the last time, Mingming," he said.

That voice came from deep in the throat, muffled and hoarse, it was inexplicably heart-wrenching to listen to.

Going around to the back of the sofa, wrapping his arms lightly around the man's neck, Shen Qiuming lowered his head, put his flushed cheek close to his soft ear, and whispered, "I swear, Achen."

"Because I found out that every lie about you is not worth the loss."

"........."

The two of them couldn't help kissing each other while they were talking, and the older single man Mr. Tang Yanqing who was sitting beside him was forced to stuff his mouth full of dog food.

He put down his teacup and protested loudly: "You two, please pay attention to the occasion, okay?"

Shen Qiuming had successfully shifted his position at this time, and he stuffed himself into the sofa and was next to Luo Beichen.

With his arms around his boyfriend's neck affectionately, he raised his head and smiled back at Tang Yanqing with a wink: "Brother Yan, don't worry, from today onwards you will be my big brother, whoever will talk about it!"

Tang Yanqing: "..."

Shen Qiuming yelled: "Oh! Is it that problem child in the wilderness next door! As long as the eldest brother gives an order, I will rush over and clean him up! I will definitely beat my six relatives to deny me!"

Tang Yanqing twitched the corner of her mouth: "Let him go, he's still a child."

Shen Qiuming let out a "cut", the expression of regret was beyond words.

Luo Beichen played with his knuckle fingers with downcast eyes, and after finding out what the thing in the other party's trouser pocket had been hiding from him, he suddenly said, "Mrs. Luo."

"Ok?"

Shen Qiuming responded lazily, and immediately felt his arm being pulled violently by him, and his body leaned forward involuntarily.

His heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat, and he opened his mouth to exclaim, but was quickly caught firmly by the other party, a cloud of hot air sprayed on the tip of his nose, and the familiar face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes.

"Don't try to clean up others, show Brother Yan your illness first."

The trouser pocket protruding from the foreign body was flicked by the man with his fingers secretly. Shen Qiuming saw Luo Beichen slowly curling the corners of his lips towards him, showing a smile that made him tremble.

"Then lie down obediently at night and wait for me to clean you up."