Knight's Love Letter

Chapter 58, Shabu belly

While the three were talking, Wang Qi drove the car over and parked beside them.

Fang Shiqing immediately forgot about Zheng Qiuyang and Yuan Rui, and slammed his fist on the driver's window. Wang Qi lowered the window cooperatively. He said to Wang Qi, "I want to eat ice cream."

Wang Qidao: "Are you going to KFC again?"

Alchemist Qing gesticulated and said, "Turn the corner at the intersection ahead and go straight, there is a Haagen-Dazs."

Wang Qi nodded: "Get in the car."

Fang Shiqing walked around to the passenger side with a peacock-like face, opened the door halfway, and then remembered that there were two people on the side, turned his head and said: "Hey, Yuan Rui, let's take you back, we just live so close , and I can treat you to ice cream by the way."

Yuan Rui looked at Wang Qi in the car and said, "I..."

Zheng Qiuyang rushed to say: "We both have to go to play, you go first."

Fang Shiqing asked suspiciously, "You two are going to play together? What are you playing for?"

Zheng Qiuyang said impatiently: "You care so much, go quickly."

Fang Shiqing ignored him and asked Yuan Rui directly: "Do you want to play with him?"

Yuan Rui blinked and said, "Well, I'm going."

Zheng Qiuyang beside him grinned.

Fang Shiqing finally sensed that something was wrong between the two of them that night, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with him or Wang Qi, but something wrong with the two of them.

He and Wang Qi walked a long way, and he looked back from the rearview mirror, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with Yuan Rui.

Yuan Rui watched Wang Qi's a8 turn a corner, looked away, looked at the billboard across the road, and asked, as if not daring to turn his head to look at Zheng Qiuyang, "What are we going to do now?"

Zheng Qiuyang was also very unnatural to those who were looking around, and said, "Where do you want to go?"

Yuan Rui said, "I...I want to go bowling."

Zheng Qiuyang recalled their encounter at the bowling alley, and said, "You know how to play that?"

Yuan Rui still looked at the billboard: "No, you can just teach me."

Zheng Qiuyang remembered the scene of the fat man "teaching" Yuan Rui how to play, coughed and said, "Okay, I'll teach you."

When he got home, Wang Qi took off his coat and hung it up, then made a work phone call in the living room.

Fang Shiqing was sitting on the sofa eating ice cream, looking up at Wang Qi talking on the phone walking up and down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He thought it would be over after one or two calls, but he ended up calling one after another, endlessly.

Waiting was boring, he couldn't eat half a bowl of ice cream left, so he put it in the refrigerator and took a shower first.

After coming out, not only did Wang Qi not hang up the phone, he even picked up the tablet and continued talking on the phone while reading the email.

Wang Qi seems to have a lot of work left today and didn't deal with it in time.

However, as the end of the year approaches, executives in Wang Qi's position may have a lot of cumbersome things to do.

He didn't want to disturb Wang Qi's work, but he didn't want to be too far away from Wang Qi, so he lay on another sofa next to him and played games, turning his head to look after playing for a while.

As it got later and later, he also started to feel drowsy. He was hit on the face by the tablet three times, and finally couldn't hold back the drowsiness, so he covered his face with the tablet and fell asleep.

After an unknown period of time, when Wang Qi came over to carry him back to the bedroom, he woke up quickly, put his arms around Wang Qi's neck, and asked, "Are you done?"

Seeing that he woke up, Wang Qi sat down on the edge of the sofa and said, "It's almost there, I was so busy that I didn't notice you fell asleep here."

He put his face on Wang Qi's shoulder and whispered, "I'll be waiting for you."

Wang Qi laughed and said, "What are you waiting for me?"

Fang Shiqing bent one leg and rubbed Wang Qi's back with his knee.

Wang Qi said: "Have you prepared the bamboo sticks? Where are the cumin and chili noodles?"

Fang Shiqing also remembered the bad talk that he played in the morning, and said, "Shouldn't you eat it without seasoning? It's not good to be picky."

He looked up at Wang Qi, with "Come and eat me" written all over his face.

Wang Qi kissed him kindly, from his forehead to his lips, then to his Adam's apple, and then to his collarbone.

He has already taken a bath, and his body is covered with the refreshing fruity fragrance of shower gel. Wang Qi likes this smell very much.

He also particularly likes the taste that Wang Qi likes.

Seeing that his wish was about to be eaten, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang loudly.

It was Wang Qi's work number again.

The alchemist watched him answering the phone and turning on the laptop to look at some information, and it seemed that he couldn't finish it for a while, so he pulled up the collar of his pajamas that had fallen to his shoulders and said, "I'm going to sleep. !"

Wang Qi didn't raise his head: "Well, good boy."

Fang Shiqing suddenly became more depressed.

He felt that today was very meaningful. He introduced Wang Qi to his closest friends, and took the first step to make his feelings that he had been hiding in Tibet for so many years public. He wanted to announce to the world that Wang Qi was his.

Such an important day, how can we not have a shot to commemorate it! ?

Why did Wang Qi not resonate with him at all?

Woke up from a sleepy night with resentment, Wang Qi had already prepared breakfast, even the toothpaste was squeezed out for him.

While brushing his teeth, Fang Shiqing felt that he was a bit pretentious, and he was angry even at the slightest thing. Wang Qi was so kind to him, and it was hard to find a peerless good attack even with a lantern. He's very good at it.

After rinsing his mouth, he looked up in the mirror, and when his narcissism broke out, he immediately changed his mind: Although he did a little work, he was still so handsome!

When eating breakfast, he suggested: "Let's go to eat hot pot tonight, I want to eat shabu-shabu tripe."

Wang Qidao: "I'm running out of time, I can come back before eight o'clock, why don't you ask Yuan Rui to go with you? If you want to drink, just drink two glasses less, and I can pick you up when I'm done."

Fang Shiqing gurgled while holding the milk cup, and was not very happy, but he held back this time.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, he did not give up and called Wang Qi first, thinking that maybe Wang Qi had already finished his work, but Wang Qi turned off the phone again.

He didn't understand why Wang Qi was so busy, why he always turned off the phone yesterday and today, and the phone seemed to be fine.

He finally asked Yuan Rui to eat hot pot. Yuan Rui has a high degree of freedom in his work and is already on vacation.

Today is the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Spring Festival is getting closer and closer.

Fang Shiqing was a little melancholy: "I told my mother that I would be able to go home on New Year's Eve."

Before the bottom of the pot was opened, Yuan Rui ate the popcorn first, and said, "Didn't you try to call her again in the past two days?"

Alchemist Qing said: "I called the day before yesterday, but she didn't answer, and I haven't called yesterday or today. Let me tell you, I feel a little scared."

Yuan Rui poured sour plum soup into the cup again, and said, "I don't know how to comfort you. Before I had a chance to have a cold war with my mother, she was already cold."

Fang Shiqing: "..." He really didn't know how to comfort her.

Fortunately, Yuan Rui just said it casually, and quickly said: "Didn't you tell Wang Qi?"

Fang Shiqing frowned: "I'm afraid that if I tell him, no matter how thoughtful he is. Sigh, he is very insecure. I don't know why. Do I really look unreliable?"

Yuan Rui thought for a while and said: "It's not necessarily because you are reliable or not. According to what you said, he and your sister have never had a serious relationship before they met, and finally want to have a relationship and talk about love. I met someone who was willing to marry, but your sister turned out to be a liar. Even if he didn't have that deep affection for your sister, he must have been hurt. It's normal to leave a psychological shadow or something. Besides, you are so much younger than him , and looks so disturbing, if I were him, I would have to worry all day whether someone would pry into the corner of the wall."

Fang Shiqing nodded frequently, holding his chin, and added: "That's right, I look a lot like my sister, and when he looks at me, he can easily think that my sister cheated on him... Oh, the bottom of the pot is open , cook the tripe."

Yuan Rui acted as if he hadn't heard it, Maodu was by his hand, Fang Shiqing was a little far away, and urged him: "Maodu!"

Yuan Rui let out an "ah", and frantically picked up his hairy belly, and poured his whole brain into it.

The alchemist stretched out Erkang's hand in a hurry, but it was too late, and he said sadly, "Why did you put it all in? It will be overcooked in a while."

Yuan Rui looked at the hairy belly tumbling in the pot, and said, "I'll eat this plate, you can order a new one."

Fang Shiqing felt that his expression was obviously different from before, and hurriedly said: "I'm not really angry, it's not because of my hairy belly."

Yuan Rui didn't eat popcorn, and he didn't feel like drinking sour plum soup. With his two thumbs twisted together, he groaned for a long time before saying, "How similar do you and your sister look?"

Fang Shiqing asked strangely, "It's pretty similar, what's wrong?"

Yuan Rui looked back and forth, and said, "Who...Zheng Qiuyang, has he met your sister?"

Fang Shiqing understood somewhat, but didn't quite understand, and said truthfully: "Of course I have. He even chased after my sister and said he would be my brother-in-law."

Yuan Rui stood there stunned, and soon a look of disappointment filled his face, and said, "He just likes the way you look."

Fang Shiqing thought about it, and asked, "Is there something wrong with you and Zheng Qiuyang? Yesterday, I saw that something was wrong between you two."

Yuan Rui lowered his head: "Actually, it's okay. If I listen to you, it would be good to be friends with him. I didn't control myself."

Fang Shiqing was a little confused: "Then what's going on with you two?"

Yuan Rui said in a low voice: "It's nothing, it should be me who is being sentimental again, I always like this."

Fang Shiqing: "..."

Yuan Rui tried his best to smile, and said, "Let's not talk about this, are you coming home on New Year's Eve or not?"

Fang Shiqing stared at him: "Let's talk about it later. Yuan Rui, did Zheng Qiuyang tease you again?"

He was a little worried, seeing Yuan Rui like this, Zheng Qiuyang might have finally gone too far.

He had discovered that Zheng Qiuyang liked to tease Yuan Rui when he had nothing to do. He didn't like Zheng Qiuyang's way of doing it. He knew that Yuan Rui had that kind of intention, so he rushed to tease others, which was obviously scumbag and cheap.

Yuan Rui sighed, and said, "He told me that if he fell in love with a man, he would definitely like you first."

Fang Shiqing: "..."

Yuan Rui went on to say: "But he said that you already have a partner, and he can't be a mistress, so he just likes me."

Fang Shiqing: "!!!"

Zheng Qiuyang's mind was kicked by a donkey! ?

Yuan Rui looked up at him and said, "I thought he was very nice, so of course I accepted his confession."

Fang Shiqing: "..."

This is still a pair of donkeys! What a shame!

Yuan Rui asked pitifully: "Do you think he is playing tricks on me again?"

Fang Shiqing wanted to say yes, of course, but seeing Yuan Rui's pitiful look, he couldn't say anything, hesitatingly said: "He just likes to be silly, and his words are not brainy, maybe he is kidding you or something, probably Made a joke."

Yuan Rui said: "...Oh."

Fang Shiqing waited for a while, and then asked: "What about you? Do you mean you already understand?"

There was a radish flower for decoration in the empty Maodu plate in Yuan Rui's hand. He picked it up and took a bite, chewed and swallowed it, and said, "Well, I understand, I'm broken in love again."

Fang Shiqing ate this hot pot in a mess, but Yuan Rui, who was broken in love, quickly returned to normal.

After eating the hot pot, he received a call from Wang Qi, saying that he would come to pick him up. He didn't drink a drop of wine today, so he asked Wang Qi to go home directly, and then he sent Yuan Rui back first, and turned west to his home.

He held back the gossip all night, and wanted to go back and share it with Wang Qi, but as soon as he entered the door, Wang Qi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and talked on the phone again, and it was still reports, audits, bonuses, and so on.

He had no choice but to swallow the gossip again.