two-way mark

An An's examination was a little faster than expected, and there was nothing wrong with it. Chi Xiye discussed with the doctor about the timing of the vaccination, and then went home with Yan Cheng holding it.

When I came, a car came, and when I went back, a minivan followed behind me.

The van is full of An’an’s things, and the wall-mounted cat climbing frame needs to be installed. The pet shop sent two staff members to follow. In addition to installing, they can also help move things, which can be said to be very considerate.

An An was taken to check for an hour, and now she returned to Chi Xiye's side, she was so clingy, she kept rolling around on Chi Xiye's clothes to rub her own smell, the whole car echoed with An An's milk voice Angrily meowing.

After An An finished rubbing, Chi Xiye dexterously jumped into Yan Cheng's arms.

Yan Cheng was driving, Chi Xiye hurriedly wanted to bring An An back, but was stopped by Yan Cheng: "It's okay, let him lie down."

Chi Xiye watched anxiously for a while, and found that An An was not moving, just lying quietly, so he ignored it, rested his chin with his right hand, and focused on Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng ignored him at first, but after being stared at for 10 minutes, he finally couldn't help but turned to him while waiting for the traffic light, "What are you looking at?"

Chi Xiye saw it aboveboard, and had expected that he would be caught, so he didn't panic at all, instead he bent his eyes and smiled: "Look, sir."

Yan Cheng: "Huh?"

Chi Xiye at this moment is calmer than Chi Xiye at the previous moment. He said naturally: "Look at my husband."

The red light turned into a green light, Yan Cheng released the brake and stepped on the accelerator, his heart skipped a beat while the car was starting.

Chi Xiye said, "Mr. is so pretty."

Yan Cheng is very quiet, he doesn't like to play music in the car, and he doesn't like to listen to the radio, but at this moment the silence in the car made him feel awkward.

He tapped his index finger on the steering wheel and simply turned on the car music that had never been turned on before.The girl's hoarse and slow singing voice flowed out, and the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became more ambiguous.

Chi Xiye smiled softly twice, together with the singing, he asked, "Sir, are you shy?"

"No." With a click, Yan Cheng turned off the music again, "Xiaochi, you've become more courageous."

"Yeah." Chi Xiye was actually willing to admit, "It's because of Mister that I got bigger."

After he finished speaking, he realized that this sentence seemed to be ambiguous, but he couldn't take it back after saying it, so he simply asked, "Doesn't Mr. like me like this?"

Yan Cheng didn't answer, didn't look at Chi Xiye, his face was cold, his eyes were also cold, as if he was not the same person as when he was in the pet shop.

The brakes in Chi Xiye's heart were broken by him, and he continued to ask: "How do you like me, sir?"

Yan Cheng remained silent.

Yan Cheng drove the car into the underground garage, and after it came to a complete stop, he unfastened his seat belt, and turned to look at Chi Xiye.

The underground garage was very dark, and Yan Cheng didn't have lights in the car, so they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

"Xiaochi." Yan Cheng said, "You don't have to care if I like it or not."

Chi Xiye didn't understand.

He likes Yan Cheng, so he will naturally care whether Yan Cheng likes it or not.

But he understood, Yan Cheng didn't seem very happy.

It was Yan Cheng who didn't say anything, got out of the car and told the staff of the pet shop where the parking lot was. This time, he didn't open the car door for Chi Xiye.

When he got home, Chi Xiye had returned to his previous soft appearance in front of Yan Cheng. He was well-behaved and obedient. He didn't have the courage to be aggressive in the car and molested Yan Cheng. He squatted aside and watched the work with An An in his arms Personnel install cat climbing frames.

It was past nine o'clock when the staff installed the things and left. No matter how much Chi Xiye ate in the afternoon, he should be hungry by this time.

Chi Xiye put An'an on the ground, washed and dried the two newly bought cat bowls, cut open the cat food packaging bag, poured some cat food into one of them, poured the other into drinking water, put it in the Next to Ann's cat nest.

An An meowed twice, ran over and started eating.

Chi Xiye just squatted aside to watch, An'an didn't protect his food, saw Chi Xiye looking at him, and even moved to the side, trying to leave a space for Chi Xiye and invite him to eat together.

Chi Xiye couldn't help smiling, coaxing it: "Hey, eat it yourself."

Yan Cheng unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt, rolled it up to his elbows, walked up to Chi Xiye and asked him, "Xiao Chi, are you hungry?"

Chi Xiye shook his head and stood up from the ground. After squatting for a long time, he suddenly got up and felt a little dizzy. He quickly closed his eyes and recovered quickly, as if the discomfort just now hadn't happened, "I'm not hungry."

Yan Cheng looked at him for two seconds, "It's too late to cook now, can I eat pasta?"

Chi Xiye said, "I'm not hungry, sir."

Yan Cheng walked into the kitchen to boil water, and when the water bubbled up transparently, he added some salt into it and put in pasta for two.

It still takes time to cook the pasta, Yan Cheng bent down and took out a box of chocolate powder from the cabinet below, soaked it with milk and took it out to Chi Xiye.

Chi Xiye squatted next to An An to play with it again.

Yan Cheng handed the cocoa to Chi Xiye, Chi Xiye took it, and after Yan Cheng turned around, he put the cup on the table again, and the bottom of the cup hit the marble table, making a soft sound.

Yan Cheng turned his head and walked to Chi Xiye's side again, "Xiao Chi, you are angry."

He used an affirmative sentence.

Chi Xiye stood up again, "I didn't."

Yan Cheng didn't want to play debate games with Chi Xiye, so he asked him: "What are you angry about?"

The house was very quiet, An An was biting the cat food, making creaking noises, and the water in the kitchen was boiling.

"Sir, I'm just a little weird."

Chi Xiye thought for a long time, and forcibly peeled himself off from Yan Cheng's gentle package. In fact, he could see many clues, the most obvious being Yan Cheng's reaction to him in the car just now.

Chi Xiye can naturally cover up all these things, but today the brakes were broken by him, and he finally asked on the first day of his newly married cohabitation with Yan Cheng: "Mr. , you can do anything, but it seems that you are the only one who doesn't want me to like you."

"You think too much." Yan Cheng is a master of sophistry, and the ability honed from actual shopping malls can easily lead Chi Xiye, who is still a student, into the ditch: "I said you don't have to care whether I like it or not. I like it because I think what you should do most is yourself."

He put the warm cocoa on the table into Chi Xiye's hand, and touched the back of his hand reassuringly, "No matter what kind of person I like, it doesn't affect that you are Chi Xiye."

Chi Xiye fell into a moment of confusion, as if something was wrong, but felt that what Yan Cheng said was very reasonable.

Maybe Yan Cheng didn't want himself to change because of him.

Chi Xiye soon regained his spirits, "Sir, can you cook?"

"En." Yan Cheng led Chi Xiye to the kitchen, "What kind of pasta do you want?"

"Let me see what's in the refrigerator!" Chi Xiye turned and opened the refrigerator door.

Yan Cheng leaned against the cooking table and waited for him, looked at Chi Xiye's back, and looked away after two seconds.