Xingyu Street

Hearing the voice, Mo Xiaoyu looked up and looked around, and finally saw a man in a suit waving his arms to them among the crowd outside the airport pick-up gate.

Qiao Hengxin saw Duan Xuyan at first glance, and then saw the boy walking beside him, even holding hands with Duan Xuyan, if he remembered correctly, the boy was wearing Duan Xuyan's clothes.

Duan Xuyan also saw Qiao Hengxin, and when he was walking towards him, he kept tilting his head and talking to Mo Xiaoyu in a low voice.

Qiao Hengxin raised his eyebrows, and only when he got closer did he hear Duan Xuyan's voice.

"...Xiaoyu can just call him Brother Hengxin."

Qiao Hengxin suddenly smiled, "Xiao Yu~"

Duan Xuyan glanced at him, "Speak well."

Qiao Hengxin put away the expression that was close to flattery, and straightened his face, "Xiao Yu, hello, it's the first time we meet, I'm Lao Duan's good friend Qiao Hengxin."

Mo Xiaoyu turned to look at Duan Xuyan, saw him nodding and whispered, "Brother Hengxin."

Qiao Hengxin covered his heart exaggeratedly, "Don't worry Xiao Yu, brother Hengxin will take good care of you."

Duan Xuyan raised his hand and patted his shoulder funnyly, "Let's go, Xiao Yu is also hungry."

Qiao Hengxin took the suitcase from Duan Xuyan's hand, "Come on, I've reserved a seat."

On the way to the parking lot outside the airport, Mo Xiaoyu looked at them curiously, at Qiao Hengxin for a while, and Duan Xuyan for a while. He couldn't quite understand what they were talking about, but he was just curious. A pair of round almond eyes always It was staring at Duan Xuyan's profile.

Duan Xuyan could feel his gaze, and turned to ask, "Xiao Yu, what's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Mo Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Duan Xuyan found out the two unfinished puffs, peeled off the packaging bag and said: "Xiao Yu, don't eat too much, eat two puffs first, we will eat later."

Mo Xiaoyu hummed, lowered her head and took a bite of the puff from Duan Xuyan's hand, revealing the chocolate cream inside.

Qiao Hengxin stood aside and watched secretly, although he already knew that Mo Xiaoyu was a special group, but Duan Xuyan... what is this doing?

He looked awkward, or felt awkward all over, and couldn't help but said: "Can't you give it to him and let him eat it by himself?"

Duan Xuyan didn't even turn his head, "Of course."

"Then why don't you give it to him?"

"He didn't reach out because he didn't want to take it by himself." Duan Xuyan couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, "He must be a little unhappy."

Qiao Hengxin approached and looked at Mo Xiaoyu's face, but he didn't see anything that looked unhappy, "Why is he unhappy?"

"I was talking to you just now, not him." Duan Xuyan watched Mo Xiaoyu take two bites, then turned his head and stopped eating, then put away the rest, and said to Qiao Heng: "From the time I knew him to now, He's never been a little bit ignored for talking to people, so he's kind of pissed off."

After speaking, he looked at Mo Xiaoyu with a funny face, "Is it?"

Mo Xiaoyu turned his face away, as if he didn't understand.

Qiao Hengxin listened amusedly, "...jealous?"

Duan Xuyan shook his head, "No, it's because he's not used to my attention not being fully on him."

Qiao Hengxin clicked his tongue, "Why do I think you guys are weird?"

Duan Xuyan glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

"You are already very strange when you don't think it is strange! You..." Qiao Hengxin was about to directly ask what kind of relationship you two have now, but in the blink of an eye, he met Mo Xiaoyu's dark almond eyes.

My stomach was full of words and suddenly I couldn't say a word.

"... Forget it, let's go, we will meet the evening rush hour later."

Qiao Hengxin booked a table at a private restaurant, and the signature dishes in the restaurant are all a bit sweet, such as pineapple sweet and sour pork and sweet and sour pork.

Before ordering the restaurant, Qiao Hengxin asked Duan Xuyan if Mo Xiaoyu had any taboos, and when he got the answer, Qiao Hengxin directly ordered this private restaurant that both he and Duan Xuyan had been to.

This store has to reserve private rooms in advance, and there is no dine-in, so as soon as they enter the store, a female clerk in uniform will check the information, and then lead them to the private room.

Mo Xiaoyu followed Duan Xuyan closely all the way, looking curiously at the antique decorations around him, heard the sound of water, and saw the rockery pool outside and the red and white koi swimming in the water through a floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes widened. Opened wide, she pulled Duan Xuyan to show him, "Xuyan, fish! Fish!"

There are also fish in the lake in Xingyu Ancient Town, but not this kind of beautiful koi. Mo Xiaoyu especially likes things with bright colors. , This can be said to be in Mo Xiaoyu's arms, and he didn't want to leave after seeing it.

Duan Xuyan gently moved the wrist holding Mo Xiaoyu's hand, "Xiaoyu, let's come and see after we finish eating."

Mo Xiaoyu reluctantly turned her head back, and deliberately tightened the hand she held with Duan Xuyan, "Xuyan, there are fish..."

"Well, I see, Xiaoyu wants to see us later."

Qiao Hengxin, who was walking in front, felt a numbness in the back of his neck, and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Have you been talking to him like this?"

Duan Xuyan nodded.

Qiao Hengxin slowed down two steps and pressed against Duan Xuyan's left shoulder, in a joking tone: "I'm a little jealous of him now, why don't you coax me too?"

Duan Xuyan let out a muffled laugh, then turned his head suddenly, raised his hand to grab his shoulder, and spoke to him in the soft tone he used when talking to Mo Xiaoyu, and his deep voice suddenly softened, "Heng Xin..."

He only opened his head, and before he could say anything, Mo Xiaoyu, who was walking quietly on his right, suddenly said, "Xuyan, Xiaoyu's stomach hurts."

Duan Xuyan turned around instantly, "Stomach hurts?"

He retracted the hand holding Qiao Hengxin's shoulder and lightly touched the position of Mo Xiaoyu's belly button, "Does it hurt here?"

Mo Xiaoyu lowered her head, "...stomach hurts."

Duan Xuyan looked up at him, and asked softly, "...does it really hurt?"

Mo Xiaoyu stopped talking.

Qiao Hengxin: "...Poof."

Mo Xiaoyu glanced at the man who was holding back his laughter, then lowered his head and held Duan Xuyan's hand touching his stomach, and said in a low voice because of guilty conscience, "It doesn't hurt..."

Duan Xuyan frowned slightly, "Xiao Yu."

He couldn't say harsh words to Mo Xiaoyu, even if he was a little unhappy at the moment, he didn't say a word.

But he didn't say it, and Mo Xiaoyu could feel it. He was most afraid of Duan Xuyan's anger and displeasure. Duan Xuyan didn't need to say anything, Mo Xiaoyu could hear it just by hearing him call his name.

Because he heard it, Mo Xiaoyu felt even more uncomfortable. He actually knew that he was wrong, but he himself didn't know why he did that just now.

Just hearing Duan Xuyan yell like when he called him Xiaoyu, Heng felt flustered in his heart, and he was a little out of breath, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart and he couldn't tell, he couldn't tell that he didn't like Duan Xuyan like this, because he didn't know why .

The atmosphere suddenly froze in the silence, Qiao Hengxin coughed lightly to ease the atmosphere, "Old Duan, let's go, I'm a little hungry too."

Duan Xuyan looked at Mo Xiaoyu's lowered head and didn't dare to look at his face, but his heart softened, "Xiaoyu, you can only say that your stomach hurts if you really have a stomachache."

Mo Xiaoyu gave a low hum.

Because of this little episode, the atmosphere was not lively during the meal afterwards.

Mo Xiaoyu only ate from the bowl with his head down, and never once stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables. He would eat when Duan Xuyan put it in the bowl for him, and would eat dry rice without him.

So after a meal, Duan Xuyan was either peeling shrimp for him or helping him pick fishbone, and was busy talking with Qiao Hengxin, so he didn't eat much.

In such an atmosphere, Qiao Hengxin felt a little uncomfortable, so he put down his chopsticks when he was done eating, and whispered to Duan Xuyan: "I'm going to the bathroom, please coax him, he's not in the right mood right now."

After Qiao Hengxin went out, Duan Xuyan put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped his hands with a wet towel on one side, and then moved the chair under him to get closer to Mo Xiaoyu.

"Light rain..."

Before he said anything, Mo Xiaoyu turned his face away first, drooping his long eyelashes, and said in a low and soft voice, "Xuyan, don't be angry."

Duan Xuyan opened his mouth wordlessly, sighed, and said, "Xiao Yu, I'm not angry..."

He knew why Mo Xiaoyu said that suddenly just now, it was his way to draw his attention back, Mo Xiaoyu was used to Duan Xuyan being around him every day, even Duan Xuyan was the only one around him most of the time.

He can fully understand this possessiveness, because it is human nature.

But at this moment, since Mo Xiaoyu said not to be angry, he vaguely understood something that he didn't realize just now, that there may be uneasy factors behind this possessiveness.

The change of the environment did not affect Mo Xiaoyu, from the moment he saw Qiao Hengxin, from the moment Mo Xiaoyu almost nailed his eyes on his face because he said a few more words with Qiao Hengxin, to when he was not long ago In a word, Mo Xiaoyu obviously became more sensitive than before.

Because he is restless.