You are really not the father of the child

Yan Qing didn't have much memory of what happened two nights ago.

When the pollination season came suddenly, he was on his way home, turning from the avenue lined with tall buildings into the old city on the side. There were faint lights in the depths of the alleys, and there were not many people to be seen in the night.

He only saw one man.

The other party should be a human being.There are only a few elders of the Yaozu who don't show their demonic aura, and they can't be seen as a demon at all, and Yan Qing, the elders of the Yaozu, have all seen them before, and there is absolutely no man in front of them.

He was in a daze of consciousness at the time, and he didn't look at the man's appearance at all in the haze, so he subconsciously bumped into the other's arms.

Even his voice was hot, as if it didn't belong to him at all: "...help me..."

After that, he was completely driven by the instinct of his body, and he couldn't remember what night and what night at all. The only thing he remembered was that the man came with his back to the light, and the dim light reflected the perfect side face of the other party, revealing a slender figure.

Same as now.

Yan Qing blinked, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he squeezed a little force on the fingers holding the ticket, and said indiscriminately: "Uh...uh, long time no see, ah no, I...you..." The other party didn't see him that day , must have paid the fee to open the house alone, will you be very angry if you happen to meet at this moment?

He didn't run away after falling asleep on purpose, but when he returned to the hotel the morning before yesterday, there was no one in the room.

He became nervous uncontrollably, and felt that the rose thorns all over his body were about to open up, standing against the wind in the cold wind.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was clear: "It's been a long time, I haven't seen you for two days."

Yan Qing, who knew it was wrong to run away when he fell asleep: "... also, not long." He didn't dare to look at the other party, still lowered his head and shivered, wishing that the team would end quickly.

The two were at the back of the line, very close to each other, and the atmosphere was filled with awkwardness. Yan Qing couldn't stand it anymore, and started talking nonsense: "You also come to the concert... What a coincidence, ah, I seem to say What a coincidence. Well, what a fate, you also like this...um..."

His response was a chuckle from the man.

The man doesn't seem to be as awkward as he is, serious: "That night...you weren't so shy."

Yan Qing: "!!!"

He recalled the image of himself rushing directly into the man's arms again, his whole body was hot, and his neck and cheeks were blushed with inconspicuous blush under the dim moonlight.

His voice was almost too low to be heard: "That was an accident..."

The line moved forward, Yan Qing passed through the ticket check, and turned to see the man behind him who just scanned some ID card and came in.

"follow me."

said the man.

"No, no need..."

That person: "Want to run again?"

Yan Qing: "..."

I want to cry without tears.

Thinking that he didn't lose his wallet, he stepped forward timidly, resigned to his fate, and followed.

It seems that he, the one-time object of the spring breeze, still has privileges, but he didn't follow the flow of people, but turned directly into the green passage beside him.Yan Qing was a little confused: "Can I go here?"

The man nodded slightly, but did not answer.

"Then... my name is Yan Qing, serious and clear Yan Qing, what's your name?" It's more polite to call each other by their first name, and you can't keep calling them yours.

What responded to him was a business card handed over by the other party.There are no fancy titles or titles on the business card, just a phone number and a name.

With the faint light in the aisle, Yan Qing subconsciously read out: "Geng...Yihuai?"

"Ah."

Then all the way without words.It was only then that Yan Qing realized that the exchange with the other party just now seemed to be an accident. This person doesn't talk much, and he cherishes words like gold.

He felt uneasy, not to mention being annoying, he just fell behind the man not too far away, drove straight in the green passage, clutching his ticket to sit outside the concert hall tightly in his hand, and then—— came to the first a row.

There was a large gray figure behind him. The auditorium was full of people, but there was nothing in front of him. With a wide field of vision, he could see everything on the bandstand clearly at a glance.

The little flower demon stuck her feet to the side of the aisle, and said in a low voice, "My ticket is not from here..."

"There are not enough seats here." The man turned his head to look at him, "I have the right to bring people here." He doesn't need a ticket, he is the sponsor of this concert.

This person speaks with a kind of top-down coldness, which makes people unable to have the courage to refuse, but Yan Qing lowered his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "But I didn't buy the ticket here."

What responded to him was the man's warm palm.

The sudden physical contact with the man made him feel like he was electrocuted. The scene in front of him was intertwined with the haze of that night, making him in a trance for a moment.

Yan Qing's morality is too low, and he can't hold back the rose thorns when he is nervous. Even if he is in human form, other humans or little monsters in rigid form will sting for a moment when they touch him, but this Mr. Geng has no effect at all. , covered his arm with a wide palm, pulled him down to the seat and sat down.

Yan Qing muttered: "...that's weird."

At the same time, the lights in the concert hall were suddenly turned off, only a faint light was on in front of the curtain.The sparse sound of the auditorium disappeared, and no one made noise during the solemn and solemn classical music performance.

Yan Qing had no choice but to sit unreasonably.

The pianist Tao Ning, the protagonist of this concert, has not yet appeared on stage. Taking advantage of this group of people, Yan Qing hurriedly whispered: "The day before yesterday... I'm sorry I left in a hurry. How much is the room? I'll give you back half of it." Money, right? Everything is fine..." Even if there are many human beings who are like this once-in-a-lifetime thing, after all, it's the person he provoked first.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing heard Geng Yihuai chuckle again.

Geng Yihuai's voice was already full of magnetism, but now he lowered his voice and spoke until Yan Qing's ears were itchy: "You were thinking about this just now?"

Yan Qing shook his head: "Not all, there is one more. Do you have my clothes key and wallet?"

"..." Geng Yihuai was really helpless this time, "Yes, at my house." Originally, he wanted to give it directly to the hotel front desk, but when he saw the stack of clothes, he remembered the little guy's watery eyes that night , suddenly changed his mind.

The little monster is unexpectedly... a little cute.

It was completely different from the appearance of pestering people that night.At first, he was wondering if he was some kind of veteran, but now it seems... It's just a little tender bud.

On the night of the relationship, he happened to have a little bit of fighting skills, and he got hit by an insignificant but third-rate spell.Before he could figure out how to solve it, the little guy rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly...

He was a little bit against this kind of sudden relationship before, but now he found that most of his resistance and disgust had disappeared.

This concert was just a routine inspection before the opening, and he turned a corner from the backstage after he noticed the familiar evil spirit.

"Mr. Geng," he heard the little monster calling him in a low voice, "then can I get my things back?"

Geng Yihuai nodded.

Then the little monster smiled contentedly, and the canine teeth he showed were even more cute.

The next moment, Geng Yihuai's words made the little guy put away his teeth.

"You are the first time."

The little guy's expression froze, and his eyes changed instantly. He couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or anger, and his earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed.

On the bandstand, the curtain slowly opened, and the grand piano appeared in the center of the light, and the spotlight illuminated the pianist's whole body in a black suit.

Yan Qing had no choice but to keep quiet and listen to the piano music quietly.

Until the end of the concert, both of them had unnecessary conversations.

Having already agreed to get the things back, Yan Qing followed Geng Yihuai out of the green passage again, and got into the other's car with Geng Yihuai's tacit consent.

Geng Yihuai had a driver, and both of them sat in the back seat.Looking sideways at the street scene flashing by outside the window, Yan Qing thought to himself, Mr. Geng seems to be well-off, he cherishes words like gold, but he is easy to talk to.

At least he lost his temper without meeting him, and held him accountable for leaving.He also helped him collect his things and sent him to his home to pick them up.

So when getting out of the car, Yan Qing said sincerely: "Mr. Geng, you are so kind."

Then the driver looked like he had seen a ghost.

Yan Qing didn't see the driver's expression, but just followed Geng Yihuai into the house.

It is better to say that it is a house than a house.

It was still a big house, dozens of times the size of the room Yan Qing rented.

Lights were on everywhere in the villa, and the heating was turned on just right.Grass and trees are prone to temperature fluctuations, and he seems to be more sensitive to temperature these days.

Yan Qing himself was nervous, and his body temperature was already high during the pollination period. He felt a little hot just sitting on the sofa, so he pulled the collar of his sweater and took off his windbreaker jacket.

But after a while, Geng Yihuai had already brought out a paper bag and handed it to him, which contained exactly his things.

Yan Qing smiled unconsciously, and the nervousness eased a little: "Thank you."

Geng Yihuai nodded slightly to show he understood, then sat down on the other side of the sofa, folded his hands on his knees, and said in a steady tone, "Let's talk."

"Ah, that's right, we need to talk." Yan Qing immediately took out his wallet from the paper bag and opened it. His few hundred dollars inside were still lying quietly, and he took out all his brains and handed it to Geng Yihuai. , "Is this enough money to open a house? I don't have any money in my bank card... If it's not enough, I can pay the IOU first!"

Geng Yihuai didn't answer.

The man looked up at him, his deep eyes flashed with probing emotions, and his voice was low: "Then?"

"Then...huh? And then?" Yan Qing was stunned. Was there anything else he didn't consider thoroughly?

He thought for a while and said, "Then... I'm really sorry for what happened that night. I didn't mean it. It was my fault for the accident..."

Yan Qing paused.Wasn't it intentional?He raised his eyes and secretly looked at the other party.

Mr. Geng has excellent facial features, sword eyebrows and star eyes, the bottom of those eyes still seems to be deep blue, as deep as the stars.It is the appearance of Yan Qing's aesthetics in every aspect, but the personality is a bit dull.

If it wasn't Mr. Geng who walked out of the alley at that time, would he have completely given up his instinctive resistance and rushed into the opponent's arms?

Yan Qing didn't know.

Since I don't know, it seems wrong to say that it was not intentional.

He didn't explain this at all, and said directly: "Anyway, Mr. Geng, I'm sorry...thank you."

"Whether it was intentional or not, I don't care." Geng Yihuai directly pushed back the opening money that Yan Qing handed over earlier, and said word by word, "Your appearance is indeed an accident to me, but this matter is a slap in the face." No ring, I don't blame the accident."

Although he was not in the right state that day, after all, he himself couldn't control himself.

In fact, Geng Yihuai's temper is not very good, but when he saw Yan Qing's eyes that seemed to be shining with light, he lost his temper unconsciously.

He didn't even pursue the little monster's crime of provoking the ancient big monster, but felt... the little monster is really cute.

He said his thoughts at once: "I can be responsible, give you enough assets, and you can also choose a room here to live in. If you need anything, you can find me. But I don't want the accident to completely change my life. Live, try not to disturb me."

Yan Qing was startled.

Not only did the other party not blame him for provoking someone but running away early in the morning, he also expressed a willingness to take responsibility without any emotional basis.

Mr. Geng is really nice.Yan Qing confirmed again in his heart.

"No need," he was stared at directly by the other party, and he seemed to be looked at like that that night in a trance, his cheeks flushed slightly, "This matter will not disturb Mr. Geng's life." Yan Qing said For fear of disturbing Geng Yihuai, he got up and left with his bag.

Geng Yihuai didn't force him, he just walked away with his long legs: "Okay, I'll let the driver take you off."

Yan Qing shied away several times to no avail, so he had no choice but to ride home in a luxury car with an unrecognizable brand.

It was past ten o'clock when the concert ended, and he stayed at Geng Yihuai's house again. The night was dark at this moment, and the rental house in the old city was even more quiet and dark.His roommate, Shen Xinshi, always went to bed early, Yan Qing tiptoed into the room, carefully washed up according to the living habits of human beings, and then lay down on the bed.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Geng Yihuai's face immediately appeared in his mind.The man lowered his eyes slightly, looking at him with unclear emotions in his eyes, without saying a word.

The little flower demon couldn't help but her thoughts fluttered, her human figure was a little unsteady, and a small flower bud protruded from the top of her head, shaking slightly.

Mr. Geng is handsome, handsome and rich, so he must be a very popular existence among human beings.

It's just that the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of further developing with him, and the responsibilities proposed are only material responsibilities, and Yan Qing is not thick-skinned enough to accept those gifts.

Hey.

He touched the buds on the top of his head, pressed the branches back, and with the melodious piano sound of the concert in his memory and Mr. Geng's magnetic voice, he fell asleep little by little.

When the alarm clock rang early in the morning, Yan Qing received a text message from Zhong Fenghe.

[OK, I'll give you a chance to try.I'm out on a business trip today, so I'm not very free. You can come to the office to see me at ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, and it only takes 5 minutes. 】

Yan Qing suddenly sat up from the bed, read this text message several times from top to bottom, bottom to top, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his brows were filled with joy.

"……Great."

As long as his boss gives him the opportunity to express this idea, even if it fails in the end, it is a failure after hard work.

After receiving the good news early in the morning, Yan Qing cheered up and planned to go to the studio today to perfect the idea and prepare for the hard-earned 5 minutes the day after tomorrow.

wrong--

What about the notebook where the idea was written?

The notebook is in the inside pocket of the windbreaker.

He took off the windbreaker on Geng Yihuai's sofa.

Yan Qing: "...!!!"

In Yangcheng's most prosperous commercial district, rumors abounded within the company that contracted the entire commercial building.

"Have you heard that Mr. Geng had someone at home yesterday?"

"Isn't there always someone?"

"It's a new person this time. I don't know who is so capable? Mr. Geng is notoriously reticent..."

"Do you think you will bring it to our company?"

"Absolutely not. Mr. Geng has a clear distinction between public and private affairs, and I have never seen him have any personal affairs in the company..."

"..."

Geng Yihuai, who was at the center of the scandal, was sitting in his office, wearing earphones on his ears and conducting conference calls with his subordinates. There was a contract he was looking at on the table, and he was too busy with two tasks.

A strange phone call just came in, and it was the first time I saw the number.There are countless people looking for him every day, and the phone number printed on the business card is often leaked. It is not abnormal to receive this kind of strange call, and he hangs up after only one glance.

The phone rang a second time, reluctantly.

An hour later, the strange call came in again.

The super good Mr. Geng who was stamped by the little flower demon was busy with work, so he simply put the phone on silent - if there is anything to call his work, the assistant and secretary will contact him.

When the sun was low, the black luxury car stopped steadily in front of Mr. Geng's small courtyard. As soon as his clean and expensive leather shoes landed, he caught a glimpse of a figure at the door out of the corner of his eye.

The young man sat on his knees beside the iron railing outside the door, his short wine-red hair reflected its luster in the setting sun, his eyes were lightly closed, and he leaned against the railing, as if he had waited too long and was extremely tired.

Hearing the sound of Geng Yihuai approaching, Yan Qing subconsciously opened his eyes, rubbed his eyelids that were almost inseparable, and said softly, "Mr. Geng, you are back..."

Geng, the ancient monster, lived for tens of thousands of years, and it was the first time that he realized what kind of emotion "heart is about to melt" in the mouth of human beings.