You are really not the father of the child

Mr. Geng's question of "can't come" didn't sound like much questioning, but it seemed like a casual greeting.

Yan Qing heard it in his ears, and only felt a slight itching in the pinnae.

Mr. Geng is not only a nice person, rich and powerful, but also has a nice voice. The one who lives with Mr. Geng must be very happy.

For a moment, Yan Qing had the idea of ​​asking for help.Whether it is Ah Jiu or Geng Yihuai, they may be able to easily get him out of the current predicament.

But he can't afford it.

He sighed in his heart, shook his head and shook his head, he was really confused that Geng Yihuai would appear at his door: "No. Is there anything wrong with Mr. Geng?"

Geng Yihuai nodded slightly, lowered his eyes to look at Yan Qing, and said, "I have something to do, do you have time to talk?"

It still looks like a small thing.

Yan Qing saw Geng Yihuai's seriousness, he scratched his hair in embarrassment, and said helplessly, "I may not be free right now..."

Next week, Zhong Fenghe will bring his idea to talk with Transverse Film and Television. Before that, he must come up with a story with complete setting and outline.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, he only confirmed the final inspiration last night, and is planning to finish the main character design in one go while the feeling is still there.

Hearing Yan Qing's refusal, Geng Yihuai's dark blue eyes flashed a trace of surprise, he copied the windbreaker pocket with one hand, his expression didn't change much: "I can wait."

Yan Qing was stunned: "Then... Mr. Geng come up and sit down first?"

He couldn't let a successful person like him stand at the door and suffer from the cold.

He just didn't know why Geng Yihuai was looking for him.

Except for the accident that night, he and Geng Yihuai were not from the same world at all, and there was no point of intersection from inside to outside.

Yan Qing moved a little distance away, made a gesture of invitation, and seeing Geng Yihuai stepping into the old residential building with all kinds of pornographic advertisements on the walls, he was suddenly a little embarrassed when he saw Geng Yihuai lift his foot and his clean and bright leather boots.

He added: "Forget it, let's just say it, my place is old and broken..."

Geng Yihuai had already walked in. He stood sideways with Yan Qing, raised his hand and gently closed the door of the residential building behind him, and just said: "Go up, it's cold down here. You are busy with you first, I was the one who came here uninvited." .”

The little flower demon tilted her head, then nodded in a daze, walked ahead and brought Geng Yihuai to his house.

Thinking that Shen Xin would get up for work in a while, and afraid of disturbing Shen Xin, Yan Qing took him to his room and moved a chair to Geng Yihuai.

He raised his eyes and saw Geng Yihuai's slightly astonished eyes, his face flushed slightly: "Sorry, the place is simple."

Geng Yihuai was indeed a little surprised.

Although there are not many monster races, all of them have been cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years to become humanoid, and some have been mixed in human society for generations. There are not many monster races that Geng Yihuai will come into contact with, but most of them will not because of Worry about money.

The little flower demon is the only one that is different.

The bedroom is very small, without even heating. The bed and desk basically take up most of the space. The windows are a bit rough, and even a piece of glass has a crack, but a piece of rough tape is pasted on the gap, which can be used as a windshield.

Even so, there is still a small wind blowing into the house.

He saw the little flower demon's embarrassment, and thinking about the reason why he came today, he couldn't help reaching out and stroking the other's soft hair: "You should do your work first."

Yan Qing seemed to be really in a hurry, he didn't even have much courtesy, he just apologized again, then sat down directly in front of the desk, picked up the pen, spread out the notebook, and meditated.

The cold wind was blowing outside the window, and the sky was gray. Occasionally, a vehicle drove by not far away, and the horn sounded.

The humble little flower demon seems to have gradually forgotten the existence of Geng Yihuai. He just holds the pen and writes a few words on the paper from time to time.It is written very slowly, but basically there will be no revisions.

Geng Yihuai sat on the side, very close.He smelled the faint fragrance of roses, as if it had washed away all the dust and wind and snow that he had picked up outside just now.

He didn't read the names and short clips written on the paper, but just glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and found that the little guy's occupation seemed to be a pen holder.After a while, he raised his eyebrows, and watched for a long while at the power of illusion emerging around Yan Qing.

It turned out to be a little monster with good talent and supernatural powers.And judging from the situation, maybe because he is still too young, this little monster still doesn't know anything about his own innate supernatural powers, and his demon power is so weak that he hardly has any.

Geng Yihuai saw so many rare and wonderful sights in the world, he didn't pay much attention to them, he just looked around and found no computer or keyboard.

...Could it be possible to write everything by hand?

Mr. Geng, a successful man, has been shocked by this discovery for so many years. He still had the composure of seeing many rare and strange sights in the world, but now he can't hold back his surprise.He sat there imposingly, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Don't you use a computer?"

This was just a random question, if Tao Ning was here, he would only open his eyes wide and couldn't believe that Geng Yihuai was the one who took the initiative to ask.

But the little monster is already completely immersed in his work. The desk lamp illuminates his handsome side face. The gold-rimmed glasses with thin chains are exquisite and elegant. Touch, kiss.

The hand holding the pen is white and slender, as if every joint is filled with magic power, the fingertips rest on the pen holder, and the whiteness is slightly red.

Geng Yihuai thought the other party didn't hear, and repeated: "You don't have to—"

Without stopping, the little flower demon frowned, with countless thoughts in her mind.

His thoughts and emotions were far from those of Geng Yihuai who was sitting next to him. The young man's soothing and warm voice sounded with rare impatience: "Don't make noise."

After finishing speaking, he didn't realize what he said at all, and continued to lift the pen, leaving behind beautiful strokes one after another.

It can't be connected with the little rose tree that trembled non-stop at the door of Geng Yihuai's house yesterday.

It was the first time for Mr. Geng to be slapped in the face: "..."

Elder Tianqingque has ruled the monster clan for thousands of years, urged Geng Yihuai to get married no less than ten times, and only dared to speak harshly at the door of Geng Yihuai's house to show his will, and did not dare to give this master any color at all.

This master has never been the only one who can shake other people's faces.

Mr. Geng's hands on his knees moved unnaturally, his knuckles lifted slightly, and his fingertips tapped his thighs.

He wasn't angry.

He was not angry.

It wasn't a good sign, but it wasn't a bad sign either.

Geng Yihuai cleared his throat, and did nothing, but leaned lazily on the back of the chair, quietly waiting for the little flower demon to be free.

This wait is two hours.

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put down his pen, and only then remembered that there was someone beside him, Mr. Geng who was worth millions per minute.

He hurriedly stood up, and was about to say something, when suddenly his vision went dark, his mind became dizzy, and his legs went limp.

This feeling only came for a moment, before Yan Qing could react, there was a sudden warmth behind him.

Strong arms hugged him from back to front, behind him was a tough chest, the heartbeat from this chest was originally regular, but it actually accelerated in a moment.

Yan Qing's head was full of stars, and he didn't notice anything unusual about the other party.

"Are you okay?" Geng Yihuai asked him.

He took several deep breaths, and then he recovered from the sudden weakness just now.It's just that Yan Qing was still a little weak at the moment, unable to speak, and nodded slightly.

Mr. Geng didn't wait to see this nod at all, and with a move of his hands, he easily picked up the thin young man horizontally, walked steadily for a few steps, and put Yan Qing on the bed very lightly.

Yan Qing's pale cheeks were stained with a tinge of crimson because of the sudden dizziness.

Not only did Mr. Geng hug him, but he hugged him so easily...

He is really an unqualified demon with weak demon power. In terms of physical strength alone, he may not be as good as Mr. Geng.

He heard Geng Yihuai ask again: "Are you okay?"

Yan Qing's breathing was slow, and his whole body was terribly limp, but at least he was able to move and talk.

He felt his own situation, and was very honest: "I also... don't know..." The young man's voice was very clear, but at this moment his tone was slightly weak, and his voice was covered with a layer of softness that could not be concealed. Some soft Confucian up.

"I'll take you to the doctor—"

Just as Yan Qing wanted to refuse, he saw Geng Yihuai paused for a moment, and then said, "Let me take a look for you."

Yan Qing: "...???"

Is Mr. Geng, a successful person, a doctor?

Even if he's a doctor, he probably knows what's going on with him—his body hasn't been right since the pollination period began, and he always feels something is different.Although he doesn't like to deal with the seniors of the Flower Demon Clan, he really needs to take the time to ask.

He hurriedly whispered: "No, thank you, I'm just... I'm just anemic!"

Geng Yihuai: "..."

A flower tree will become anemic, and his IQ seems to have been insulted.

The other party not only regarded him as a human being, but also regarded him as a human being who believed in everything.

But Yan Qing just stagnated for a moment of demon power, now Geng Yihuai saw that the circulation of demon power around Yan Qing had returned to normal, there was nothing wrong with it, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing Geng Yihuai's mouth twitch, Yan Qing was worried that Mr. Geng would lose his temper, so he hurriedly said, "Mr. Geng, you haven't said anything yet."

His words got to the point, Geng Yihuai sat down beside the bed, and said in a calm tone: "I want to discuss something with you. Would you like to move to my house?"

Yan Qing was taken aback.

He stared at Geng Yihuai in a daze, his eyes were clear and bright, but they were obviously at a loss.

Geng Yihuai didn't stop talking: "Because of some needs, I need someone to live in my house, so that I can save me a lot of trouble." It directly made the Yaozu elders feel that he had found someone to be with, and there would be no need to hold meetings again and again. Marriage and never-ending chatter.

As long as someone lives in his home, this illusion can be created.

Instead of just looking for someone, he immediately thought of the little flower demon.

Except for Tao Ning, this was the only monster clan that entered his territory without causing him to be on guard and uncomfortable.

"I won't charge you any fees. You can use everything in the house, and I can also provide you with a driver to take you to and from work. I am also willing to help you with other material requirements." Geng Yihuai will think in advance The conditions are listed one by one, "It is an agreement between us."

Lying on the bed, Yan Qing looked at Geng Yihuai who was sitting condescendingly facing him, and immediately thought of the person who lived in Geng Yihuai's house and could play melodious piano music.His lips moved slightly: "Mr. Geng...what do you mean?"

Let him live in the other party's house because of demand?What needs need cohabitation to meet?

Provide all material help?

protocol?

These words are strung together, coupled with Geng Yihuai's family already living in a person who is very likely to be the hostess, Yan Qing only feels that the dizziness that has just been relieved is coming again, his eyes are staring at this moment, and his thoughts are disordered.

Fortunately, he thought Mr. Geng was a good man!

Fortunately, the other day before he closed his eyes before going to bed, he always swayed at Geng Yihuai's face, and from time to time, because of the thought of Geng Yihuai, branches would involuntarily appear on the top of his head!