you little guy

Chapter 57 Marriage 1

Now that Yu Yang has agreed.Life is as fast as possible.

The next day Yan Yi took Yu Yang to discuss marriage with his parents.

When she heard about the marriage, Lin Yue smiled and said, "Okay, okay. Your mother is very happy to get married. Mom likes Ayang very much."

Yan Annian had a sullen face and said nothing.Instead, he made a phone call quietly and invited a feng shui master to come over for a fortune-telling calculation, and the date was set on March [-]th.

On the same day, I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate.Yan Annian and Lin Yue had to follow.He stared at the two of them with a smile and giggled.

When the family was sitting together for dinner at night, Lin Yue asked Yu Yang, "What about your parents, A Yang? When will they come? Mom can go get ready."

Yan Yi was afraid that Yu Yang would feel uncomfortable, so he prepared to answer for Yu Yang, but A Yang was stronger than he imagined.

Unknowingly, he is actually a person who is alone.

Yu Yang said with a smile: "My parents can't come because of some things, but I will make a video and send them back. They will see me there and be happy for me."

Lin Yue is a straight-hearted person, she was unhappy when she heard this, she felt sorry for the child Yu Yang from the bottom of her heart, she pouted: "Hmph, what kind of parents, why don't you come over for such a big event as your son's marriage? A Yang , give me their phone numbers, and mom will teach them for you."

Everyone knew that Lin Yue had good intentions, but he didn't take it seriously. Yan Annian poked his wife's waist, "Xiao Yue, you have committed a petty temper again. Haha."

Yu Yang held Lin Yue's hand, "There are mothers, fathers, and..."

Yu Yang glanced at Yan Yi, "With Yan Yi, Yu Yang is very happy, feeling...very happy."

When Yan Annian heard this, Le lost his eyes.

"You child, you are too sensible." Lin Yue squeezed Yu Yang's face with eyes full of distress, only to feel that the child is too thin and there is no flesh on his face. In the future, he must make some nourishment for his body. Make up for it.

Yan Yi watched from the side, smiling all the time.

Yan Annian glanced at his son, and suddenly wanted to cry, but he had to bear it, and he repeatedly warned himself not to cry in front of the younger generation.But looking at his son again, he still cried for nothing after all.

Yan Annian cried silently, the kind that shed tears silently.

When he cried, he frightened the three people present. Lin Yue took a tissue and wiped Yan Annian's tears: "Old man, why are you crying? Look at your worthless appearance."

As he spoke, he also cried.

As soon as Lin Yue cried, Yan Annian felt distressed, "I cried mine, why are you crying too?"

Lin Yue cried violently: "Our son can finally laugh..."

Yan Yi knelt down, and Yu Yang also knelt down.

Yan Yi kowtowed to the elders, and Yu Yang followed suit.

Yan Yi: "Parents, these years, my son... has made you worry."

Yu Yang: "Mom and Dad, Ayang will be your son from now on."

Lin Yue helped Yu Yang up, leaving Yan Yi to Yan Annian.

Yan Annian couldn't help it, so he awkwardly went to help his own son up, "You're such an adult, you can kneel at every turn."

Lin Yue smiled, "You little old man, just say when you miss your son, why are you holding back all day?"

Yan Annian was angry: "I don't miss him, I miss my cats and dogs, and I don't miss him."

Lin Yue: "Just be stubborn."

Yan Annian lowered his head and ate his food, ignoring her.

Lin Yue said to Yan Yi, "Son, you will be married from now on. Can we take it easy? Don't go outside, go home. It's too dangerous outside. From now on, you can do whatever you want, and your parents will I don’t force you. It doesn’t matter if you earn money or not, if it doesn’t work, I’ll come back to pick up your dad’s work. Mom and Dad, I just hope you can live a healthy and happy life.”

After saying this, Yan Annian didn't move his chopsticks anymore.

Yan Yi was silent for a long time: "I will think about it."

Lin Yue is not demanding, so she is satisfied with this answer, "Okay, okay, as long as you have a plan in this regard."

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As soon as Qin Nuo heard about this, he rushed over at night with a fat body and didn't care whether others were asleep or not.

After saying hello to Yan's father and mother, he hurried upstairs.

At that time, Yan Yi was writing invitation cards in the study, Qin Nuo unceremoniously took a stack of invitations to read, and found that they were all written in the same handwriting, which was written stroke by stroke by this master.

Yan Yi's characters are strong, unique and full of beauty.Looking at it at a glance, people will unconsciously sigh that the words are like a person.

He put down the invitation card, like a thief, first looked around, front, back, left, and right.After finding out that there was no abnormality, he asked in a low voice with an extremely serious expression: "Master? True Knot?!"

Yan Yi didn't look at him either: "True knot."

Yan Yi sat down on the chair: "Just do as little Yuye did, I'm going to be done in the future."

Then suddenly came a sentence: "Hehe, Dabai, why are you here?"

... like a ghost.

Qin Nuo turned his head mechanically, and saw Master Yu eating an apple, looking at him with his head tilted and smiling eyes.

Our little master Yu is impeccable in terms of appearance, and even more impeccable in terms of temperament.

This combination of appearance + temperament really surprised Qin Nuo.

He immediately jumped up from the chair, scratched his head and said angrily: "I heard that you are getting married, and you came here specially... to... to congratulate you. Hahaha, yes, you are here to congratulate."

Yu Yang tilted his head, stretched out his hand, and stretched it out in front of Qin Nuo, "Where's the congratulatory gift?"

Qin Nuo scratched her head until she was almost bald.With a big grin: "Well, I won't tell you. I'll give you a surprise when the time comes. Hahaha...hahaha...ha, it's getting late today. Good night, Master Yu, I'll come back another day."

After finishing speaking, in a blink of an eye... ran away.

He is really an extremely flexible fat man.

Yu Yang took a bite of the apple and smiled lightly: "Yan Yi, do I look so scary?"

Yan Yi just shook his head, "Old Tan has been so temperamental since he was a child, don't pay attention to him."

He took out an invitation from the drawer that was different from the others and looked extremely luxurious, and slowly pushed it in front of Yu Yang, very gentle: "I'll keep it for you. Are you coming? Or should I come? "

Yu Yang froze for a moment.

Put the half-eaten apple on the table, then respectfully wiped his hands that were still dripping, "Let me do it."

Yu Yang sat there very upright, but didn't write for a long time, and after a long time: "Yan Yi..."

Yan Yi has been writing invitations, and he didn't pay attention to what the little guy was doing.When he raised his head, he saw the little guy's face showing embarrassment, "What?"

"I...I...I'm afraid I'll write it down." Yu Yang muttered, "Otherwise, why don't you give me a piece of paper and let me try to write first?"

Yan Yi leaned forward and rubbed Yu Yang's hair, "You, you."

After speaking, he took out a stack of invitation cards that were exactly the same as those in Yu Yang's hand, "Don't worry, let go of your hand and write, let's pick the best one and send it to your mother."

Yu Yang finally took out his pen and wrote.

Write one, show it to Yan Yi, and ask if it looks good.

Yan Yi answered nicely.

But what Yan Yi said didn't work, Yu Yang vetoed the rewriting.

So repeated several times.Yu Yang already piled up more than a dozen invitation cards.

Yu Yang's expression was not very good.So he wrote another invitation card that took the longest time, and after writing it, he took it in front of Yan Yi, "Yan Yi, do you think the one I wrote is good-looking?"

"It's beautiful." Yan Yi took it and read it carefully, without any perfunctory attitude, "It's beautiful, Ayang."

Yu Yang looked at what Yan Yi wrote, and then at what he wrote.Every word of Yan Yi is like a work of art, while his own is crooked like a tadpole.

He began to regret not practicing well when Yan Yi asked himself to practice calligraphy.

"Huh, it's not good-looking! It's not good-looking! It's not good-looking! Yan Yi, you scoundrel! My handwriting is so bad-looking, you used to praise me!!!"

He threw the invitation card away, and tried his best to throw it far away, but the invitation card returned to his feet when it fell due to air resistance.

Yu Yang cried angrily.

He was angry with himself.

Yan Yi looked at the little guy, and the more he looked at him, the more interesting he became.He stood up, walked around the desk in the middle, came to Yu Yang, bent down to pick up the invitation card on the ground, and carefully read the words on it, "A Yang, you are so beautiful, as long as you write it with your heart, it will be The prettiest and most beautiful."

"But mom can't see it, she can't tell if I'm writing it with my heart!" Yu Yang raised his face, tears stained his face, "If she gets an invitation card, she will only see this word is so ugly."

Yan Yi put that on the table, took out another clean invitation card, put it in front of Yu Yang, and then handed Yu Yang the pen, smiling, "Ah Yang, come on, pick up the pen, Yan Yi help you."

Yan Yi bent over, with his face against Yu Yang's ear and his chest against Yu Yang's back.

Yu Yang stopped crying, and obediently picked up the pen.Then a pair of big hands gently covered his hands, there was a thin layer of calluses on those hands, and they were slightly cold.

Then that big hand took his hand, and his hand took a pen, and wrote one beautiful little word after another on the invitation card.

After finishing writing, Yan Yi's deep and magnetic voice rang in Yu Yang's ear: "A Yang, how about this? Does it look good?"

The voice fell and fell, and each word paused, scratching Yu Yang's ears and eyes itchy, Yu Yang's body turned to the left, a little far away from him, "It looks good."

Yan Yi surrounded Yu Yang, hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear slowly: "A Yang, don't you want to give me some reward?"

Yu Yang blushed immediately, he struggled in Yan Yi's arms but could not get out, "Yan Yi, don't make trouble."

Yan Yi pinched his face, forcing him to look up.Kissed him from the side, gentle, gentle, still gentle, endlessly gentle.

In this tenderness, Yu Yang's body went limp, and it became a puddle.I can't even get a little bit of strength up.

The chair he was sitting in had no backrest, Yan Yi intentionally brought him back, his center of gravity was unstable, so Yu Yang could only raise his arms and actively put them around Yan Yi's neck, so he didn't fall off.

The long kiss ends.Yu Yang was panting heavily, and his face was flushed red.Yan Yi didn't let go, and he still kept his arms around Yan Yi's neck to prevent himself from falling.

Yu Yang frowned, "Yan Yi, I...I'm about to fall."

"Ah...," Yan Yi's slightly messy breath sprayed on Yu Yang's ears, "then... hug me tighter?"

Yu Yang hugged him a little obediently, and Yan Yi couldn't help but kissed him again.

Yu Yang only felt that he was a little dizzy and out of breath, "Yan Yi, uh..., Yan Yi..., I feel bad..."

Yan Yi refused to listen and continued to kiss him.

Yu Yang pushed Yan Yi away, "Yan Yi...I'm really uncomfortable..."

"Where?" Yan Yi finally stopped kissing him.

Yu Yang was at a loss, "I don't know either."

Yan Yi touched his head, "Here?"

"No."

"Here?" Yan Yi touched his heart.

"No."

Yan Yi went all the way down, lightly pressing his lower abdomen, "Still here?"

Yu Yang turned his head and remained silent.

Yan Yi carried Yu Yang into the room, and gently put him on the bed, leaning on him, eyes full of lust, "A Yang, I want to do it."

Yu Yang didn't speak, he stared at Yan Yi, only to feel that Yan Yi's eyes were shining in the dark night.

Yan Yi still smiled dotingly.

I don't know what to think of, Yu Yang's face suddenly turned red.

Yan Yi: "Ayang, I want to kiss you."

Yu Yang opened his mouth obediently...

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