Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

The water vapor in the kitchen was mixed with smoke, which affected the vision and became unclear. The oil pan was bubbling, and chicken soup was stewed on the other side of the fire.

Qi Yanqing lowered his eyelids, he had been looking forward to this scene for a long time, the fireworks were so homey.

The two cook together, watch TV and play mobile phones, chat about what happened today, and then go to bed together.

It was such a boring life, he didn't know how long he had been delusional.

Qi Yanqing leaned against the wall, staring at the things in his hands.

Lu Yichao is very good at cooking. After getting married, Lu Yichao raised his appetite even more. I don't know if it's because he likes him, so he likes his cooking.

At that time, they had been married for less than a month, and their relationship was already bad. Apart from the messy things before, the most important reason was the death of Lu Yichao's mother.

He wanted to tell Lu Yichao about this matter several times, but every time he looked at the hatred in Lu Yichao's eyes, he felt that he couldn't say it.

What Lu Yichao said at that time made his heart ache, and if he explained it a little more, he would appear to be a lowly one.

So that for a long time later, they were no longer at the level of a cold war. They had to quarrel when they met, and couldn't help but do it when they quarreled too much. The house smashed batches after batches, and the final result was a mess everywhere. No one would bow their heads.

They will not take the initiative to meet each other, only when he cooperates with Lu Yichao in acting will they have a short time together.

On the day when Lu Yichao won the Best Actor award, during the backstage interview, it was the first time that the two of them were officially in the same frame. It wasn't a sneak shot, there was no hiding, or they announced their marriage generously.

They held hands and smiled facing the camera, and looked at each other lovingly and sweetly.

The host didn't expect the official announcement, so he thought about a lot of life-related issues temporarily.

When asked who cooks more, Lu Yichao responded calmly: "Of course it's me. See if your gods can cook?"

At that time, Qi Yanqing stayed up for a few all-night dances, just to spare time for this post-interview with him.

As a result, the state was not good enough that day, the reaction was a bit slow, the light was a little dizzy, and the voice was not clear.

He pressed his eyelids, trying to cheer himself up, and then he heard Lu Yichao ask him: "Uncomfortable?"

"Huh?" His eyes on Shang Lu Yichao almost fell into his false concern, he smiled and shook his head, "No."

He smiled again and said to the host: "You guys said I'm hungry."

Host: "It seems that Teacher Lu is going to make supper for Qingshen when he goes back. What does Qingshen like most about Teacher Lu's cooking?"

Qi Yanqing was smiling, he hadn't eaten at all.

"Noodles." He said something nonsense.

After the interview, the two went home together. When Qi Yanqing was waiting for the takeaway, there was a bowl of noodles in front of him.

The simplest clear noodle soup with only vegetables and poached eggs on top.

He looked at Lu Yichao, "Do you know how to please me?"

Lu Yichao sat across from him and ate, "I'm afraid you'll starve to death, and I'll be on the news and get scolded."

"It's really unpalatable." Qi Yanqing put down his chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls, "I don't eat garlic."

"If you like to eat or not, whoever spoils you."

But the noodles I ate later had no garlic.

He always felt that Lu Yichao was obedient, and he didn't dare to resist him most of the time because he saved the Lu family, because he spent money to buy Lu Yichao, and Lu Yichao was really afraid of these things.

But thinking about it now, it was full of loopholes.

They were married for no apparent reason, and they fought coldly every day. When they got angry, they wanted to strangle each other to death, but they never mentioned a divorce.

Lu Yichao said that he didn't want to make Grandpa Lu angry, but in fact Lu Yichao had always had an average relationship with the Lu family.

Just for Grandpa Lu...it's actually very unreasonable.

Just think about it a little bit, when they first got married, they had reached the point where they couldn't get along.

Even he felt tired, the cold war made people tired, seeing Lu Yichao only felt upset and unwilling.

Lu Yichao proposed that the two act to show their affection.

The reason is that opening a new company requires popularity, and it is also a good way for Qi Yanqing to dance to become popular.

Lu Yichao: "I don't have any feelings anyway, why not make a deal."

This matter was so inexplicably agreed.

The deal that seemed flawless at the time, now that they thought about it, it was clear that they had their own ideas.

When Lu Yichao's hand touched his forehead, Qi Yanqing suddenly regained consciousness and hid back, and then looked at Lu Yichao with a surprised expression.

Lu Yichao said: "I just want to see if you have a fever, did I infect you?" He had just washed his hands, and his palms were moist.

"Don't want to eat this? I feel sick to my stomach or something." Lu Yichao felt that Qi Yanqing's body temperature was a little high with cold hands.

"I don't want to eat." Qi Yanqing put the things back, "You do it, I'll lie down for a while."

After going out, I talked to Grandpa Deng, and he went back to the room and lay down.

Qi Yanqing pulled the quilt to the top of his head, hugged a corner of the pillow, buried his face on the pillow, felt a little difficult to breathe, and felt a slight suffocation.

Lu Yichao acted like he loved him or not...he couldn't tell the difference.

I've been lied to once by him.

Qi Yanqing tightened the quilt and bowed his body into a ball.

……

"No fever... glands seem fine, no pheromones... still sleeping..."

Qi Yanqing was woken up by the sound of the phone. As soon as he moved his body, he felt his back being patted.

Lu Yichao's coaxing voice sounded softly, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Lu Yichao patted and coaxed him on the back while talking, his movements were very light, and sometimes he rubbed his spine twice.

Qi Yanqing frowned, only then realized that he was hugging Lu Yichao's waist, and Lu Yichao was sitting on the bedside, with a desk lamp turned on in the room.

"I didn't wake up, I slept very deeply." Lu Yichao said on the phone.

Tan Lu's voice came from the phone, "Maybe he's still too tired. After all, not long after the operation, he stayed up all night every day, went on shows and went out for a run."

"Don't worry too much. His glands are currently considered healthy and in a semi-dormant state. They are not easily affected by pheromones. You might as well worry about yourself."

"I'm fine." Lu Yichao's voice became softer, "I can control my pheromones."

Tan Wang: "I want you to take a good rest. It's not right to hear your voice. The body's immunity is too low to have a fever..."

"I know, don't talk about it." Lu Yichao said in a low voice, "I'll give him a check-up when I get back. I'm afraid his glands haven't healed well, and there might be something wrong with him."

Qi Yanqing twitched his fingers a few times, his arms were still on Lu Yichao's body.

His face was pressed against Lu Yichao's pajamas around his waist and abdomen, and he could feel Lu Yichao's high body temperature.

Lu Yichao hung up the phone and coughed a few times in a low voice, as if afraid of waking him up.

Qi Yanqing closed his eyes, then he withdrew his arms, turned his back to Lu Yiqian.

"Are you awake? Did I wake you up?" Lu Yichao leaned over to look at him with a gentle tone, "Are you hungry? I'll keep you warm..."

"Not hungry, go to sleep." Qi Yanqing said.

Lu Yichao pinched his swollen temples, did not continue talking, and of course it was impossible to sleep.

After asking Tan Wang, he was actually more sure of the answer in his heart.

It's not that Qi Yanqing is not feeling well physically, it's because of his heart.

She was fine when she was with Yuan Huai, but after being with him for the past two days, she could clearly feel Qi Yanqing's irritability and discomfort.

Lu Yizhao sighed, gently lifted the quilt and lay down, then hugged Qi Yanqing from behind, put his palm on his soft stomach, and gently covered his stomach.

"Aren't you really hungry? I cooked for you."

Qi Yanqing closed his eyes, "I'm not hungry, take your hands out."

"I've troubled you, Qi Yanqing." Lu Yichao still hugged him, smelled his neck, spoke slowly but firmly.

He continued: "You bother me, but you don't understand. Does it mean that you still care about me a little bit?"

Qi Yanqing took a deep breath, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his body. After several minutes, he heard his own voice: "Yes."

Lu Yichao's eyes slowly turned red, and he just hugged Qi Yanqing like this, without any further intimate contact.

There is still the sound of the TV outside, the sound of small bells, and the laughter of Grandpa Deng.

Lu Yichao hugged him, and whispered in a low voice: "You don't believe that I like you."

After a long time, Qi Yanqing said: "Can you trust me?"

Lu Yichao: "It's unbelievable, I've done too many messes, I deserve it."

"I didn't even see that you had a mental problem."

"I have been married to you for three years, and I have raised you with injuries."

"Before we were together, it was fine, but after we were together, my stomach and glands were not good either."

"I still bully you when you're in heat, deliberately don't give you pheromones, deliberately make you bow to me."

"I tricked you into letting go of your grudge, tricked you into liking me, and then left you in that room."

"I also humiliated you with the divorce agreement, and I mocked your liking for me."

"If I hadn't gone too far, you wouldn't have risked your life to wash off the glands, and you wouldn't even want to wait a few months."

Qi Yanqing gritted his teeth tightly, every thought made him shiver, but he felt Lu Yichao's body tremble slightly.

Lu Yichao said one by one, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he lost all confidence in what he said.

Qi Yanqing moved his mouth, his throat seemed to be stuffed with a large ball of wet cotton, leaving only a gap for breathing, he couldn't utter a word, every bone in his body was weak, he couldn't even push people away if he didn't listen to his command .

After a while, Lu Yichao turned his body around, wrapped him tightly in the quilt, and looked into his eyes.

The expressions of both of them were not relaxed, they were trying their best to endure and restrain their emotions.

Lu Yichao hugged the person in his arms tightly, pulled him into his arms, rubbed his stomach, and held his wrist, "Qi Yanqing, you should have thrown me away a long time ago, you are still too soft-hearted."

Qi Yanqing clenched his palms tightly, his nails hurting his palms, "It's not too late for me to throw it now."

"It's late." Lu Yichao's eyes were sour, and he looked into his eyes steadily, his gaze became more and more reluctant.

"Qi Yanqing, I'm the worst person to you." Lu Yizhao leaned close to Qi Yanqing, looked at his pale and tired expression, "But I still want a chance and take good care of you."