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In the next few days, Pei Yan and Xie Xinghe did not quarrel, not even bicker.

Because Xie Xinghe fell ill again after Pei Yan recovered from his illness, Pei Yan knew that he hadn't eaten well recently, so he invited the chef to come to the house every day to cook in different ways, and no one mentioned the previous conflicts.

This day Xie Xinghe was playing Doudizhu on Pei Yan's mobile phone, when a call came in, it was Pei Yan's mother.

Xie Xinghe slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, pressed the answer button, and returned to the Doudizhu interface.

He didn't make a sound, so Deng Rong could only ask first, "Are you busy recently?"

"Are you looking for Pei Yan? He's not here now." Xie Xinghe said intentionally.

Pei Yan was watching the chef cook in the kitchen not far away, but he lied without blushing and even got out of the plane.

Deng Rong froze for a moment, "Then you are..."

Xie Xinghe released another bomb, and he accepted it as soon as it was good, "I am his friend, and his mobile phone was left here."

Deng Rong was obviously relieved, "Well, then please ask Pei Yan to call me back after he gets the phone."

Xie Xinghe responded in a calm manner, and hung up the phone first.

Deng Rong over there frowned and said to herself, "Why is my friend so rude..."

"Xinghe, eat, stop playing."

Xie Xinghe put down his phone, raised his head and said, "Your mother called just now."

Every time he mentioned Deng Rong, his tone was not polite, but Pei Yan never said anything, "Well, I'll get back to her later."

"I took it." Xie Xinghe said.

Pei Yan paused and frowned, "You picked it up? What did you say?"

"Say I'm your boyfriend, what else can I say?"

Pei Yan put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, "Xie Xinghe, didn't I say goodbye..."

He looked into Xie Xinghe's eyes, stopped talking, walked a few steps to the edge of the sofa, touched his face, and said helplessly, "Baby, what did you say? It must not be this."

Xie Xinghe pushed him away, put on his slippers and walked towards the restaurant, "If you don't believe me, pull him down."

Pei Yan stared at his back for a few seconds, his face changed again and again. He couldn't tell whether Xie Xinghe was joking or really said that. After all, his boyfriend was not a normal person, and he often had convulsions.

Pei Yan sighed inwardly, walked behind Xie Xinghe's chair, bent down and kissed him on the cheek, "I really found an ancestor for myself."

The chef saw this scene as soon as he came out of the kitchen, his heart was calm, and he just wanted to leave quickly.

He would rather be busy in the back kitchen of the hotel than eat dog food every day at Boss Pei's house. He doesn't know when Boss Pei will get tired of his craftsmanship and change to someone else.

Xie Xinghe smiled, and said lightly: "Don't worry, let's eat, I didn't say anything."

He has the same family as Pei Yan, so he knows why Pei Yan doesn't want to let his family know, but it's one thing to understand, it doesn't mean Xie Xinghe will be happy.

His mother always wanted to put a woman next to Pei Yan. Xie Xinghe had restrained himself by saying that he and Pei Yan were having sex when he answered the phone.

Pei Yan probably saw that he was not in a good mood, so he served him food very attentively.

The chef coughed twice, "Mr. Pei, shall I go first?"

Pei Yan nodded, and the chef ran away quickly, not even ketchup catching up with him, standing at the door and turning around twice wondering.

"I have a business trip in two days," Pei Yan said, "I guess four or five days."

Xie Xinghe gave a "hmm" and had no special reaction.

Pei Yan touched his knee under the table dissatisfied, "Xie Xinghe, your husband is going on a business trip, can you react a bit?"

Xie Xinghe put down his chopsticks, "Whose husband are you talking about?"

In fact, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Pei Yan realized that what he said was inappropriate. He and Xie Xinghe had been avoiding talking about this aspect all the time, just to avoid quarrels. He didn't know that Xie Xinghe accepted this kind of title. degree.

But it's really not his style to change his mouth now, so he stared at Xie Xinghe, "You, otherwise could it be someone else's?"

Xie Xinghe wiped his mouth, stood up and walked around behind Pei Yan, who looked up at him.

Xie Xinghe bent down, stopped his head a few centimeters away from him, looked at him and said, "Can you not go?"

Pei Yan's Adam's apple twitched, and it took him a long time to touch Xie Xinghe's face with his backhand, "No."

Xie Xinghe moved closer, breathing hot air on his face, "Where is your husband?"

Pei Yan's eyes sank, and the eyes staring at Xie Xinghe became hot. He said in a deep voice, "Call me first."

Xie Xinghe's lips were almost pressed against Pei Yan's face, Pei Yan waited patiently for a long time with bated breath, but Xie Xinghe just squeezed his face hard and left.

Pei Yan was stunned, and after a while, he looked down at his crotch, "Xie Xinghe, you..."

"Wash the dishes." Xie Xinghe said.

What the hell is this called?

After Pei Yan finished washing the dishes, the fire disappeared, and he put Xie Xinghe in his arms and called Deng Rong back.

"Mom, I left my cell phone with a friend just now, what do you need from me?"

"It's nothing," Deng Rong said, "It's just that Xinxin accompanied me to dinner today, and we talked about you. I heard that you don't seem to be satisfied with her?"

Pei Yan lowered his head and played with Xie Xinghe's fingers, and asked casually, "She said that herself?"

Deng Rong paused, "That's not true, she said she doesn't think the two of you are suitable, but I think she..."

"Mom," Pei Yan interrupted her, "Since people say it's inappropriate, don't delay them."

Deng Rong's tone sank, "A Yan, is it because Xinxin thinks it's inappropriate, or you think it's inappropriate."

"I also think it's very inappropriate," Pei Yan said, "I've already said that I have a partner now."

Deng Rong was silent for a while, "Then you bring him home and I'll meet you."

Pei Yan glanced at Xie Xinghe, kissed him before replying, "Now is not the time."

Deng Rong sighed, "A Yan, what's wrong with your heart, she is the best candidate for you to marry, you will fall in love with her if you get in touch with her more..."

Pei Yan was afraid that Xie Xinghe would get angry, so he hurriedly said, "Mom, I have an important call from here, so I won't talk to you for now."

He hung up the phone in a hurry, squeezed Xie Xinghe's hand and said, "Stop playing, baby, let's watch a movie."

"dont see."

Xie Xinghe took his mobile phone and continued to play Doudizhu.

Pei Yan put his chin on his shoulder and looked at him for a while, then tilted his head and kissed his neck, Xie Xinghe didn't respond.

He bit Xie Xinghe's earlobe again, and gently licked it wet with the tip of his tongue.

Xie Xinghe took care of it directly, threw the phone away, turned over and pressed Pei Yan to kiss him.

Pei Yan had already gotten used to his increasingly fierce kissing style, and he opened his lips to pamper him with ease.

The music of Fighting the Landlords was mixed with the sound of ambiguous kisses, and it was not until the end of the round that the two separated slightly.

Xie Xinghe pressed Pei Yan's leg with his knee, and asked forcefully, "Her name is Xinxin? Is that what you call her too?"

"Of course not," Pei Yan quickly denied, "Her name is a double word, but I have never called her."

He touched Xie Xinghe's protruding shoulder blades, and suddenly said on a whim, "Baby, can I ask you to repeat words too?"

Xie Xinghe thought he was going to call him "Baby", but just wanted to stop him, but Pei Yan looked him in the eyes and said, "Xingxing."

At that moment, the irritability and gloom in Xie Xinghe's heart that was about to move again suddenly disappeared, his mind was blank, and he stared blankly at Pei Yan.

It was rare for Pei Yan to see him look silly, so he smiled and called out, "Xing Xing."

Xie Xinghe blinked, he seemed to see stars in Pei Yan's eyes.