Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Lu Yichao sent him flowers?

The third anniversary, he did not forget.

Qi Yanqing was a little happy, he admitted that he was a little easy to coax.

This is the first time Lu Yichao sent him flowers, the first time off-camera.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt and walked in front of Lu Yichao, counting the red roses with downcast eyes.

Lu Yichao also looked at the flowers in his hand, he didn't expect that Qi Yanqing was at home, and he saw a 24-hour flower shop on the road, which was very conspicuous on the empty street.

Without much thought, I went in and bought a bunch.

The two stood deadlocked by the wall, Qi Yanqing's cold eyes were seductive, and his tone was clear, "Mr. Lu, won't you see me off?"

Lu Yichao stuffed the flowers into his arms, and the next moment, Qi Yanqing grabbed the tie and pulled it hard, biting his neck.

The red rose pheromone came out, and Qi Yanqing's voice was bewitching with a smile, "Mr. Lu, are you still indifferent?"

Lu Yichao also smiled, squeezed his chin, looked at this face, and slowed down his tone, "Qingshen was a little too proactive today."

The bedroom door was kicked shut by Lu Yichao, and the bunch of red roses on the coffee table were in full bloom.

……

late at night.

Qi Yanqing had just finished taking a shower, and with steam on his body, he leaned against the bed and smoked.

He is already very satisfied that Lu Yichao has this heart.

After three years, what I want is finally loose, and I am about to grasp it.

"Smoking so late?" Lu Yichao let out while wiping wet, "Your addiction to smoking is getting bigger and bigger."

In fact, Lu Yichao will not be too bad when he is not in estrus.

As an alpha, he seems to hate the act of "marking".

Qi Yanqing raised his eyebrows to snuff out the cigarette butt, sat up and wiped his hair, and then carefully smelled his pheromones.

It’s gone now, and there seemed to be another scent just now, like the scent of some flower.

"You're late." Qi Yanqing gently kissed his ear, "But I forgive you today."

Lu Yichao was sleepy, he didn't know what he was talking about, so he replied lazily.

Qi Yanqing brushed his hair, and slowly changed into a hug, embracing him from behind, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the moonlight came in through the window.

Qi Yanqing's infatuated eyes were hidden, and he only said: "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

Lu Yichao watched his game live in a foreign country.

Lu Yichao remembered their third wedding anniversary.

Lu Yichao gave him a bouquet of 52 red roses.

He huddled in Lu Yichao's arms, smelling the pheromone that reassured him, like a tired bird returning to its nest, the exhaustion of the past few days poured out, he closed his eyes for a long time before speaking.

"Lu Yichao, be nice to me."

Lu Yichao had already fallen asleep, his handsome profile was the gentlest when he was asleep.

Qi Yanqing clung to his chest, his eyes were no longer cold, but full of unresolved affection, he lowered his head and lightly touched Lu Yichao's lips.

"Do you like me a little bit?"

The next day, the two stayed up all night on a business trip and didn't wake up until noon.

As soon as Lu Yizhao woke up, Qi Yanqing woke up with him, with his arms still on his body, and said hoarsely, "...let's sleep for a while."

Lu Yizhao saw that his hair was disheveled, his face was buried on the pillow, and he seemed to be blinded, as if he didn't get enough sleep every day.

He patted the pillow, "Eating on time is good for the stomach, go wash up, I'll see what else is in the refrigerator."

There was no more smell around him, Qi Yanqing frowned, struggled to get up from the bed, took the mobile phone and said: "Don't do it, order takeaway..."

what did he see.

The push that popped up on Weibo, [Lu Yichao Qi Yanqing Video Game City One-day Tour]

【Lu Yichao and Qi Yanqing look at each other so sweetly】

【Spirit Wheelchair】

Scroll down and there are many messages sent to him.

Almost all of them are asking about his legs.

Zhou Jian posted the most, "I know you limped yourself when you went to the video game city? Fake?"

His smile gradually cooled down, and his hand holding the phone shook a little.

Go back and click on that Weibo topic.

Lu Yichao was fighting zombies with "Qi Yanqing", the two of them laughed really happily.

This kind of look full of heart and eyes on the other party, smiling like eyes soaked in honey, when facing him, Lu Yichao couldn't even act it out.

He got up and walked to the living room, and saw Lu Yichao was cooking on the Nakajima Terrace.

I'm so busy, spend the afternoon with my sweetheart, and remember him at night.

"Get up, did you order takeaway?" Lu Yichao asked casually.

Qi Yanqing didn't speak, but looked at the red rose on the coffee table.

Lu Yichao noticed that he had stood there for a long time without moving, and saw that he was looking at the roses, "Find a vase, I don't know when you will come back when I bought it, the roots were not cut too short."

"Why didn't you throw the trophy at the door this time?" Lu Yichao said with a smile.

Qi Yanqing froze for a moment, his thin body shook, and he asked blankly, "What trophy?"

"Didn't you participate in the hip-hop competition?" Lu Yichao saw that his face was a little pale and his expression was not in a good mood, so he asked after a pause, "Didn't you win the championship this time?"

"Why were you so happy yesterday when you didn't win the championship? Hua is celebrating Qingshen's victory. Does Qingshen still miss... Ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Yanqing threw the bouquet over, and the heavy bouquet hit Lu Yichao's shoulder hard, the kitchen knife in his hand scratched his finger, and the flower branch even hit his eye.

Lu Yichao was stunned for three seconds, seeing that his right hand was bleeding profusely, he slammed the kitchen knife on the chopping board.

"Qi Yanqing, why are you so fucking crazy! I'm holding a knife in my hand, can you separate the occasions?!"

Qi Yanqing leaned on the sofa as if standing unsteadily, took a deep breath before speaking, his voice was still trembling with a little want to laugh.

"I didn't win the championship."

"Did you get angry with me for not winning the championship?! You shouldn't have listened to Chu Xing's offer to send you flowers. What the hell are you getting!"

Qi Yanqing's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, hearing these words made him want to vomit, and his stomach ached after being empty all day and night.

Lu Yichao did not watch the live broadcast of his match.

Lu Yichao couldn't remember their third wedding anniversary.

Lu Yichao gave him a bouquet of 52 red roses, meaning Qi Chuxing.

He endured the nausea, pressed his stomach hard, and said in a weak and cold voice, "Mr. Lu, I forgot to say a word yesterday."

Lu Yichao was washing the wound, his temples throbbed with anger, the incision was so deep that his ring finger was almost cut off.

"Mr. Lu, happy third anniversary."

Lu Yichao froze, and understood Qi Yanqing's crazy behavior.

He explained compromisingly: "Chu Xing is back. He is not used to anything. I have helped him for a few days. Are you still angry about this kind of thing? You can't stop."

Qi Yanqing felt that his eyes were so sore, he went to get the cigarettes on the coffee table, but his fingers didn't have any strength, and he couldn't even press the lighter.

All the emotions were accumulated in his chest and it was difficult to vent. He threw the lighter on the ground and shouted unbearably: "Get out!"

Lu Yichao strode over, clutching Qi Yanqing's shoulders, his black eyes were full of anger.

"Qi Yanqing, you're not a child anymore! Doesn't he need someone now? Don't you feel guilty about how he became like this! Can you treat him better? He's your younger brother!"

Qi Yanqing held back tears and laughed and asked: "You also know that is my brother, not your brother?"

"I don't understand what you care about. Chu Xing and I have known each other since we were young, so my brother is naturally better than you! What are you in our relationship! How many things have you done for him!"

do not talk……

He couldn't take it anymore.

Qi Yanqing covered his ears hard, and shouted frantically: "Get out! Get out!"

"Qi Yanqing, you..." Lu Yichao breathed hard, feeling short of oxygen, "Are you a fucking human being? Don't you feel sorry for him when he's in a wheelchair? He can't stand up! Who is it because of?"

"On the day he returned to China, he still said he missed you and told me not to be sorry for you! Mid-Autumn Festival also misses you, how about you? Have you ever thought about him? Don't you feel guilty!"

Qi Yanqing felt that he was going crazy, there were voices of accusation in his ears, everyone was scolding him, pointing at his nose and blaming him for how many wrong things he had done, blaming him for being ignorant and disobedient!

"Stop talking..." Qi Yanqing swept everything on the coffee table to the ground, "Stop talking!"

Lu Yichao was smashed all over again, pinching his brows as if out of breath, "What a lunatic!"

Turn around and slam the door out.