They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

hug me?

Shen Qiucheng was completely choked by these three words.

He couldn't imagine that the mighty "first son" would admit that he longed for warmth and needed a hug one day.

Shen Qiucheng took a breath, "I..."

"I know you're definitely not happy." Yan Quan interrupted Shen Qiucheng with his head down, buried his face in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Then let me hug you for a while, don't push me away!"

Shen Qiucheng raised his head slightly, looked at his own hands in the mirror that naturally drooped, and moved his fingers alternately twice, neither "holding" nor "pushing", he just watched from the sidelines, still doing the same.And Yan Quan was sticking to his body, holding his waist tightly.

What is Yan Quan's expression now?Must be very exciting!Shen Qiucheng fantasized for a while, then smiled uncontrollably.

"Am I that ridiculous?" Yan Quan pretended to be angry, rubbing his lips against his neck.

Shen Qiucheng avoided Yan Quan's lips with a smile, "You may not understand how much you look like Bengbeng..."

Yan Quan snorted disdainfully, raised his right hand along Shen Qiucheng's chest and rubbed it all the way to the back of Shen Qiucheng's neck, clamped it firmly, and then sent his kiss up, the tip of his tongue impatiently stuck in, rolling up Shen Qiucheng's neck. Qiucheng's, lingering, invites you to dance together.

The two kissed for a long time... until Shen Xianxia shouted from outside, "Did you fall in? Do you need someone to fish it? Come out quickly! Eat!" Yan Quan reluctantly withdrew the tip of his tongue to Shen Qiu Cheng pecked and kissed the corner of his lips endlessly.

There was a rapid and brief knock on the door——

"What are you doing?! Can you come out?!"

As soon as Yan Quan raised his eyes, he saw Shen Qiucheng looking straight ahead. He turned Shen Qiucheng's face, looked at him quietly, and suddenly smiled, "I kiss you like this, you really don't feel it at all." None?"

Shen Qiucheng also laughed, and asked back: "What do you want me to feel?"

"Do you like it?" Yan Quan blinked.

Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan, and said one word slowly - "No."

Yan Quan sighed in frustration, closed his eyes, and asked again: "Do you hate it?"

Yan Quan was surprised and excited by Shen Qiucheng's answer, as if he had grasped a tiny bit of hope in his despair - "Neither."

"Kissing you is like kissing a piece of wood." Yan Quan let go of Shen Qiucheng, lifted the corner of his home clothes, and touched it in. "There is no trace but it has a taste. After you, I see that others are gradually losing color."

Shen Qiucheng glanced down, did not follow Yan Quan's words, slapped that restless hand away, and said coldly: "Eat." After speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

Yan Quan closely followed Shen Qiucheng's footsteps, turned in when passing through the living room, and packed the tea sets.

In the restaurant, Pan Tuo and Pan Duoduo sat neatly and looked forward to it. After Shen Qianxia finished setting up the bowls and chopsticks, she looked at the approaching Shen Qiucheng, her eyes fell on his lips, and she suddenly became furious——

Wet and gorgeous...

The traces of kissing should not be too obvious, please!

What the hell went wrong? !

Her brother is really getting more and more wrong!

This world is fantasy!

Shen Xianxia was sitting at the dining table, looking sideways at Shen Qiucheng carrying two bowls of something unknown and walking out of the kitchen, her mind was full of wild thoughts and she couldn't stop.

"—Qiu Cheng, where did you put the painkiller yesterday?" Yan Quan shouted from the center of the living room.

Shen Qiucheng put the bowl on the table and called back: "Bath stand."

"Oh." Yan Quan replied, and ran upstairs.

Shen Xianxia: "..."

Oh shit!Shen Xianxia scolded in her heart, feeling upset and irritable.

Two minutes later, Yan Quan went to the restaurant humming a ditty, and saw that the table was full of delicious food, especially a few plates of red and spicy Sichuan dishes, so he sat down next to Shen Qiucheng and mentioned He picked up a spicy crab with his chopsticks and smiled, "I like this so much..." Before he finished speaking, the crab was knocked off by another pair of chopsticks, and the stinky crab rolled over twice as if mocking him.

Seeing that the delicious food in his mouth was cut off, Yan Quan glared at the instigator beside him.

Shen Qiucheng put the spicy crab that fell on the table into his own bowl, and casually glanced at Yan Quan, "Your rotten stomach, you don't even want to touch a table of Sichuan dishes!" He paused, nodded his chopsticks Two bowls of porridge by the table, "you eat this."

Yan Quan brought a bowl of porridge in disbelief, studied it carefully for a long time, then asked Shen Qiucheng dumbfounded, "Is this the only one I'll eat?"

Shen Qiucheng gave Yan Quan a look of "what do you think?"

Yan Quan opened his mouth, but with a blank expression on his face, he asked again, "Are you going to give me this?"

"It's good if you have something to eat." After peeling the crab shell, Shen Qiucheng took a large piece of crab meat, rinsed it in the egg soup in front of him, and threw it into Yan Quan's porridge bowl, "Hurry up and go home after eating." .”

Yan Quan still couldn't accept it, so he raised his handsome eyebrows, his domineering arrogance revived, and he raised his voice, "Shen Qiucheng! Why the fuck are you giving me this?!"

Shen Qiucheng picked up a chopstick dish for Pan Duoduo, his eyes widened, and his attitude was tough, with an appearance of "eat or not".

Pan Tuo, Shen Xian, Xia, and Pan Duoduo's family of three had already stopped their chopsticks and looked at Shen Qiucheng and Yan Quan in unison.

Yan Quan's expression froze visibly, and the air pressure dropped to freezing point.

Time passed by every minute, just when Shen Xianxia and Pan Tuo thought that Yan Quan would definitely not be able to bear this kind of humiliation and was about to throw his chopsticks and leave - he actually picked up the porridge, and slowly pressed the edge of the bowl on his lower lip, Mechanically moving the chopsticks and pouring it into his mouth desperately, his deep gaze was fixed on Shen Qiucheng the whole time, without moving for a moment.

Soon the bowl of porridge was emptied by him, and he didn't even care what he ate except for the piece of crab meat.

Picking up the second bowl, he stared fixedly at Shen Qiucheng and took a big bite. The chopsticks stopped suddenly, and he blinked thoughtfully, then slowly lowered his black eyes and looked into the bowl.

The whole heart seems to be filled with warm and soft bubbles, expanding and expanding——

The moment it exploded, I was ecstatic.

The porridge, which looks plain on the surface, actually has hidden secrets and turbulent waves underneath.

Sliced ​​sweet potatoes, peeled and crushed jujube meat, and looming medlars...

Yan Quan's sudden change of aura was unusually abrupt, Shen Xianxia and Pan Tuo looked at each other, Yan Quan's handsome face was mostly covered by the bowl, only a pair of eyes were exposed, with a crooked smile that couldn't be concealed.

Yan Quan fiddled with a wolfberry on the tip of his tongue, reluctant to swallow it.

There was no room for any dish in his eyes at this moment.

My dear Qiucheng...

Whether it's delicacies from mountains and seas or a full feast of Man and Han, it can't compare to the porridge you cooked for me so carefully!

……

Soon the second bowl was finished, Yan Quan held the empty bowl in his hand, and asked Shen Qiucheng eagerly, "Is there any more?"

"Aren't you not willing to eat just now?" Shen Qiucheng fed Pan Duoduo a mouthful of food, put down his chopsticks, "There should be some more." He said reaching out to get Yan Quan's bowl.

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..." Yan Quan lifted his buttocks and ran to the kitchen, leaving the people at the next table to look around in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Yan Quan bent down slightly, lifted the lid of the pot, and the hot air rushed into his face. He picked up the spoon and started to cook directly on the pot.

What Qiucheng made for me, what she made for me...all belong to me, all belong to me...

So much so that when Shen Qiucheng came to the kitchen to fetch sesame oil, Yan Quan's entire face was about to fall into the pot, which was a funny scene in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Shen Qiucheng grabbed Yan Quan's collar and lifted him up.

Yan Quan turned his face to look at Shen Qiucheng, and couldn't stop laughing.

Unexpectedly, when Shen Qiucheng saw his face, he immediately frowned, wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said with a slight disgust in his voice, "Not only do you sleep poorly, but you also don't look good when you eat! It's a waste of a good time." skin."

"Good appearance?" Yan Quan leaned closer to Shen Qiucheng, smiling brighter, "Am I good-looking?"

Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows, remained silent, and turned around to wash his hands.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Yan Quan hooked Shen Qiucheng's shoulders with a smile on his face, and hung his whole body on his body, "You don't need to feel inferior, although I am indeed as beautiful as a flower, in my eyes you are not bad ah."

Shen Qiucheng was washing his hands quietly, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Beautiful as a flower... this shit adjective...

"I like to look at you right now, it's like a Chinese painting with splashed ink, it's very charming." After finishing speaking, he kissed Shen Qiucheng on the cheek.

Out of the corner of Shen Qiucheng's eyes, he looked at Yan Quan, "Mr. Yan is indeed of high rank, and he is really good at coaxing."

Yan Quan frowned violently, smacked his lips and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Why did I coax you..." The look in his eyes made Shen Qiucheng want to laugh, not to mention the resentment.

……

As soon as Shen Qiucheng went to the kitchen, Pan Duoduo clamored for rice on the back. Shen Xianxia got up helplessly. As soon as she walked out of the restaurant, she saw Shen Qiucheng and Yan Quan embracing and smiling through a glass door, and stood there in a daze. land.

"Honey, come here." Shen Xianxia didn't move.

Pan Tuo looked confused, "What's the matter?" Looking up, it happened to be the moment when Yan Quan kissed Shen Qiucheng, and he was also stunned.

"Do you still think I think too much?" Shen Xianxia's voice was calm.

Pan Tuo pursed his lips, and gently put his arms around Shen Xianxia's shoulders, "Everyone has their own life, between Qiu Cheng and Yan Quan, maybe they don't understand it themselves. When I first met Qiu Cheng, he was very young. No matter how old you are, I think he is too calm and calm, we just need to know that with Qiu Cheng's temperament, he will not suffer any disadvantages."

"Really?" Shen Xianxia looked at Pan Tuo with a complicated expression, "Why do I feel that Qiu Cheng is completely invincible?"

"Not necessarily." Pan Tuo laughed, "It's obvious that Yan Quan likes your brother to death, but your brother doesn't seem to like the first son too much."

"I don't think it's the best." Shen Xianxia snorted coldly: "In a few days, I have to find a way to help him find a girlfriend who is well-matched, otherwise, how can I be entangled with a man all day long? My old Shen He is the only seedling in the family, and he is expected to carry on the family."

Pan Tuo sneered, and hugged Shen Xianxia even tighter: "You've got it, my wife! What age is it, and you still pay attention to the succession of the family?"

"Oh, yes." Shen Qianxia gritted her teeth, "But I really don't want to see my brother being turned into a detour by Yan Quan! What's more, there is Chen Feng in the middle, even if Chen Feng's death has nothing to do with Yan Quan, What about the former Liangzi? How could you make me laugh it off?"

That's the problem.

"Qiu Cheng is your younger brother, don't you know him well? No one can force what he doesn't like, but you can't stop what he likes." Pan Tuo said quietly: "Let it be."

It's a good thing to let nature take its course, Shen Xianxia sighed, not even in the mood to feed Pan Duoduo.

After eating, Yan Quan yawned and went back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep. Shen Qiucheng held Pan Duoduo and watched TV for a while. Pan Duoduo's sleepy eyelids were fighting. Shen Xianxia and Pan Tuo took her upstairs to find a guest room to sleep in. nap.

Shen Qiucheng put on his coat and gloves, went to the yard to clean up quickly, and when he came back he was so cold that he covered his red ears and ran upstairs.

The bedroom was sunny, and it was completely unexpected that it was so cold outside.

Yan Quan rested his head on his arm, closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

Shen Qiucheng shook his head, feeling a little helpless - his house was not too small, and Yan Quan insisted on going into his room.

He gently closed the curtains, lifted the quilt and lay on the other side of the big bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, the person beside him turned over and hugged him. Then his body froze and he touched up and down. He said in a daze, "You are so cold, what are you doing?"

Shen Qiucheng pushed away Yan Quan's arm without opening his eyes, "Sleep well."

"Pay attention to your body and put on more clothes." Yan Quan's voice was muffled, and it didn't take long before he heard his even and steady breathing.

Shen Qiucheng could only sigh softly.

When Yan Quan woke up, he searched the whole villa, but it was already empty.

He went back to Shen Qiucheng's bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, swallowed a handful of pain reliever tablets, looked around, saw Shen Qiucheng's book on the bedside table, picked it up and flipped through it.

After reading for more than half an hour, Yan Quan put the book back to its original place and walked to the balcony connected to the bedroom. The messy cigarette butts showed that Shen Qiucheng had smoked here for a long time.

Yan Quan's black eyes looked into the distance, the fiery red sunset in the sky was burning fiercely.

Putting his hands on the iron railing, he took out his mobile phone, dialed a number and called. As soon as the other party answered, he immediately asked, "Where have you been?"

"The cemetery." The voice from the phone was as cold as ever.

"Shen Qiucheng, I have to say that you are so brave that you dare to leave me here alone." Yan Quan laughed, and raised two fingers to swipe unconsciously on the glass, "You are not afraid of me Did it burn down your house?!"

A cold snort, full of perfunctory, "Come on—"

Yan Quan gradually lost his smile, sat on the chair, raised his foot and kicked over a potted green potted plant, with lingering annoyance, "You fucking think I dare not?!"

"I don't think you are afraid, but I just feel that you are talking in your sleep. If you are sober at the moment and want to smash or burn my house, then you can do whatever you want." After finishing speaking without hesitation hang up the call.