My ex-boyfriend is always teasing me [Unlimited Stream]

Qu Xingchen's hands trembled, and he immediately put his hands down, grabbed the quilt, and moved his fingers a little to conceal.

Fortunately, Qin Yan didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Qu Xingchen didn't want to answer, he didn't bother with the topic anymore, but walked over with a bowl of steaming noodles.

"It's not good to eat greasy food at night. I cooked some noodles for you. I specially added an egg in it. It should be runny. Try it quickly. Did I succeed?" Qin Yan held the noodle bowl. Passed the hand forward.

The aroma of the noodles filled his nostrils in an instant, Qu Xingchen looked down at the steaming noodles in front of him, his eyes followed the chopped green onions floating on the soup, and he didn't answer for a while.

Qin Yan chuckled: "What? Do you want me to feed you?" As he spoke, he picked up a few noodles with chopsticks and carefully brought them to his lips to cool them before handing them to Qu Xingchen's lips.

Qu Xingchen woke up suddenly, one side of his cheek avoided the noodles that were brought to his lips.

Qin Yan's smile did not change, and he looked at him quietly with his dark eyes.

Qu Xingchen immediately reached out to take the bowl and chopsticks: "I will eat by myself."

Qin Yan obediently handed over the bowl and chopsticks to him, and did not leave, just sat by the bed and watched Qu Xingchen eat.

Qu Xingchen picked up a chopsticks noodle and handed it to his lips, hesitating for a moment before opening his mouth to eat it.

The noodles in the mouth are smooth and pliable, and the taste of the soup is neither salty nor bland, which is just right for him. Using chopsticks to gently pierce the skin of the poached egg, the golden egg liquid flows out, which is his favorite soft-boiled egg.

Every aspect of this bowl of noodles was in line with his taste. After a few mouthfuls, Qu Xingchen had already forgotten the bewilderment and confusion before, and gradually only focused on the noodles in front of him.

Qin Yan has been quietly looking at Qu Xingchen, watching him from hesitating at the beginning to letting go of his stomach to eat later, without saying a word.

With an invariable smile on his lips, he raised his hand and slowly brushed the curly curly hair on Qu Xingchen's cheeks behind his ears. Qu Xingchen didn't hide from his contact this time.

Qin Yan's fingers slid down slowly, past the round and lovely earlobes, and landed on the slender neck. The fingertips stuck to the smooth skin, feeling the clear beating of the aorta under the fingertips.

It wasn't until Qu Xingchen finished eating the noodles, wiped his mouth casually, and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Qin Yan, that Qin Yan came back to his senses, withdrew his hand, took the empty bowl, turned and walked out.

Qin Yan, who had his back to Qu Xingchen, had a pair of dark eyes filled with regret, and he didn't know what he was regretting.

After Qin Yan left, Qu Xingchen became dazed again.

He didn't mean it, it's just that his brain became much duller for some reason, and he always fell into a daze involuntarily when he was trying to figure out something.

After a while, he raised his hands and rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing his scarred and mottled arm. Those scars were close to healing, and now it seemed that they had entered the final stage of healing. The skin color is out of tune.

But the slight pain was still there. It was like this in his left hand. Qu Xingchen went to check his right arm again, and it was the same. Those scars looked very strange. There were knife wounds, but more wounds seemed to be bitten by some wild beasts.

When was he injured?Why is he not impressed at all?

He should have been the first to ask Qin Yan, but for some reason, he subconsciously concealed it, just like he subconsciously hid the small cloth bag on his chest.

Qin Yan went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, Qu Xingchen lay back on the bed, and when Qin Yan returned to the bedroom, Qu Xingchen had already fallen asleep.

Qin Yan didn't seem surprised by this scene at all. He slowly took off his clothes, and soon went to lie down next to Qu Xingchen, stretched his arms and hugged Qu Xingchen in his arms, but didn't close his eyes, his gaze stayed on the Between Qu Xingchen's neck, there was a conspicuous red thread hanging from that neck.

For a moment, Qin Yan gently hooked the red thread with his fingers, and slowly pulled it. The red thread was tightened, and it collapsed on Qu Xingchen's neck and sank into the skin.

It seems that in an instant, this ordinary red thread can become the sharpest weapon.

But in the end Qin Yan let go and closed his eyes.

Qu Xingchen fell into a deep sleep, and he didn't even remember how he fell asleep until he was woken up by the strong sunlight outside the window at mid-sun.

As soon as I woke up, there was a burst of fragrance, how similar this scene was to yesterday.

It's such a beautiful day, isn't it?

You don't have to think about anything every day, just be with Qin Yan, and when you wake up, there will be meals made by Qin Yan waiting for him.

Qu Xingchen stared at Lieyang outside the window, blinked slowly, then raised one hand and subconsciously touched the small cloth bag on his chest.

The small cloth bag stuck to his skin and was hidden in the innermost part of his clothes, soaking up his body temperature.

He didn't know why he touched this little thing subconsciously, but after touching it, he found something abnormal.

In the small cloth bag, apart from a round transparent stone, there seemed to be something else.

Qu Xingchen stretched out his hand and pinched it, making this even more certain.

The next moment he looked towards the door, the bedroom door was open, and the sound of pots and bowls clashing in the kitchen could be heard from time to time, but Qin Yan was not there.

After confirming these, he took out the small cloth bag, opened it and looked at it.

In the small cloth bag, there was a small rolled up paper sticking to the transparent stone, and Qu Xingchen took it out and pinched it on his fingertips.

what is this?

Did Qin Yan let it in?

It's no wonder that Qu Xingchen thought so, after all, there was no one else in this house except him and Qin Yan.

Qu Xingchen slowly unfolded the small note with doubts, and the target was indeed a font he was very familiar with, which belonged to Qin Yan.

"Our love will not sink into illusion."

What does such a simple sentence mean?

Don't sink into illusion...

What's the matter with Qin Yan, is it okay to tell him directly?

Why do these things, this is not something Qin Yan would do.

Qin Yan is a very serious person who doesn't smile often. He is three years older than Qu Xingchen. Although he is only three years old, he seems to be a generation older than Qu Xingchen. He has been very mature since he was a child.

Because of this sophistication, Qin Yan's love is naturally less romantic and more straightforward.

But this was exactly what Qu Xingchen needed, what Qin Yan gave him was an unparalleled sense of security.

After thinking about it, Qu Xingchen's mind gradually emptied again, and then he became sleepy.

He stuffed the small note into the small cloth bag on his chest, and then hid the small cloth bag in his clothes again.

Qin Yan also appeared at the door at this time, calling him to get up and eat.

"You also slept for a long time today. It seems that you need to strengthen your body training. I always have to rest for two days every night like this. I will be very distressed." Qin Yan joked slightly to Qu Xingchen.

Qu Xingchen was still in a daze, and walked into the bathroom under Qin Yan's command.

After closing the door, the bathroom suddenly became a space for him alone.

Turn on the hot water, and the hot air will come up quickly, wipe away the fog on the mirror, and Qu Xingchen will look at himself in the mirror.

From this point of view, he could notice the scars all over his hands and arms at the first glance. With such an obvious appearance, why didn't he notice it when he took a shower yesterday?

After taking a shower, Qu Xingchen drifted into the living room like a ghost.

Qin Yan had been waiting at the dining table for a long time, and when he saw that his hair was still coming out with wet hair, he immediately stepped forward to help him brush his hair, and scolded him speciously by the way.

Qu Xingchen didn't care about these, just sat at the dining table and ate in silence.

Qin Yan was sitting next to Qu Xingchen, taking care of him meticulously.

"Sleep for a while after eating?" Qin Yan said.

Still sleeping?

Qu Xingchen slowed down the speed of eating, in fact he just got up.

Is all he has to do every day, such as eating and sleeping?

Thinking of this, Qu Xingchen's always chaotic brain finally made him soberly ask a question.

"Don't we have to work?"

Qin Yan picked up food for Qu Xingchen and wiped his mouth with chopsticks. He was very busy. Hearing Qu Xingchen asked this question, he kept moving, but he just answered the wrong question and said, "Why do you want to work?"

Why work?

Qu Xingchen's brain became chaotic again.

Yeah, why work?

Is not it good?

Every day with Qin Yan, day after day, isn't it good?

After a while, Qu Xingchen still said: "After dinner, I want to go out for a walk."

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately asked him, "Where are you going?"

But Qu Xingchen didn't see the flash change in Qin Yan's expression, he just shook his head blankly again.

"I do not know."

Qin Yan started helping Qu Xingchen pick up vegetables again. He looked very busy, and he generously agreed: "Okay, after dinner, I'll accompany you around the path outside the house."

Qu Xingchen nodded, because he was about to go out for a walk, he was not interested in eating immediately, and he was so out of his mind after eating the whole meal.

But Qin Yan didn't know why he ate very slowly. He saw that Qu Xingchen didn't want to eat, so he didn't bring food for him anymore, but ate slowly by himself, and then went to wash the dishes slowly after eating. After dawdling for more than an hour, he came out of the kitchen.

Qu Xingchen has been sitting dryly on the sofa waiting, while waiting, he has been looking out of the window, the small road outside the window of the living room.

The path was deserted, no one passed by.

When he finally waited for Qin Yan to come out, he immediately stood up.

Qin Yan was not surprised by his impatience, and stepped forward to hold his hand, and the two of them walked out of the gate together.

The path outside the gate was still the same as what Qu Xingchen saw yesterday, and the houses on both sides were quiet.

The two held hands and walked straight out in one direction of the road.

Along the way, Qu Xingchen kept looking around, looking at the houses on both sides of the road.

The houses around here are like a small village, standing sporadically and staggered. The distance of this road is several hundred meters, but Qu Xingchen counted the staggered houses, and there were only five.

He tried to search in his memory, was there only five buildings before?

But his memory has been vague, unable to give him a definite answer.

When Qin Yan passed the fifth house, he stopped, and Qu Xingchen, who was being held by him, naturally stopped following him.

"Let's go back." Qin Yan was making a decision.

But Qu Xingchen, who has been very obedient these two days, frowned, looked at the seemingly endless path ahead and shook his head.

"I want to walk again."

As he spoke, he pulled out the hand held by Qin Yan, and took two steps forward on his own.

But Qin Yan has been standing behind him, neither catching up nor speaking.

Qu Xingchen walked five steps in a row when someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

He was startled, and turned his head to meet Qin Yan's smiling face.

He pressed Qu Xingchen's ear and said softly: "There is no way ahead, where do you want to go?"