I picked up a ghost and took it home

Yan Qi woke up from a dream, sweating profusely, sitting up from the couch with weak arms, staring blankly at the sunset through the window, before he recovered, he had been pulled into his arms from behind .Yan Qi turned his head in surprise, Meng Zhe had already kissed him deeply without any explanation.

Yan Qi looked at the person in front of him, but couldn't tell who it was for a moment.

After Meng Zhe kissed, although his heart was as hot as fire, he restrained himself. He stared at Yan Qi's face and asked hoarsely, "Who are you? What is your origin?"

Yan Qi gradually came back to his senses, looked away, and looked cold and silent again.

He was wearing a dark blue brocade satin robe and a light blue gauze robe over his head. He had just woken up, his hair was a little messed up, and his face was still dazed, but his complexion was fair, and his profile was handsome. Looking at the past, although it is indifferent, its features are picturesque, elegant and unparalleled.

Meng Zhe couldn't lose his temper.He has always had a good temper, but it was the first time that he was ignored by a little brother in the Nanxiang Pavilion.He thought of the calligraphy and paintings on the desk, and couldn't help but soften his voice: "I heard that you are from the capital, do you miss your parents?"

Yan Qi shook his head.

"How old are you this year, but you're still a child, why don't you think about it?" Meng Che stroked Yan Qi's hair with some pity, Yan Qi's shoulders trembled slightly, he turned his head away, and his fair cheeks were illuminated by the sunset , stained with a hint of reddish.Meng Che was surprised, no matter what he did to him at night, the person in front of him was cold and didn't respond.Just touching his head at this time, why did he blush and feel a little shy.

Meng Zhe tentatively stretched out his hand to touch Yan Qi's hair again, his hands were gentler.

As expected, Yan Qi trembled again, turned his head away, and turned back to stare at him with some annoyance.

……Angry? !Meng Zhe was surprised. It was the first time he saw this iceberg beauty lose his temper. He was surprised and a little surprised. , looks great.

Meng Zhe embraced the waist of the man in his arms, and kissed him tentatively.Yan Qi frowned slightly, and grabbed Meng Zhe's skirt with both hands, not knowing whether he wanted to push it away or pull it over.Meng Zhe didn't know, neither did Yan Qi.

The soft touch between the lips and teeth made Meng Che's mind sway, as if he had experienced the beauty of kissing for the first time in his life.

He reached out to untie Yan Qi's belt, Yan Qi came to his senses, and raised his hand to hold it down.

Meng Che also woke up, he withdrew his hand, stared blankly at the person in his arms, and muttered to himself: "I claim to be not a lustful person. I have been in Nanxiang Pavilion for many years, and I have always been able to take it in and out freely." , I've never been like this before... I don't know what I'm addicted to, but I can't stop holding you, it's really weird."

Yan Qi stagnated slightly.Meng Zhe held Yan Qi's fingers behind his back, played with them, and praised: "What a pair of good hands, they can write well, and play the piano well."

Xiao Qi was at the door, he poked in and took a look, seeing that the timing was good, he said obediently: "Mr. Meng, it's time for dinner, what do you want to use?"

Meng Zhe glanced at the dark sky outside the window, and said with a smile, "That's all. Whatever you want, I'll eat whatever your brother usually eats."

Xiao Qi hesitated and said: "But my brother usually eats very little and doesn't have any main dishes, so he likes to drink some wine."

Meng Zhe looked at Yan Qi in his arms, and asked softly, "What do you want to eat? You don't have to save it for me. Let them do what they like to eat."

Yan Qi thought for a while, then withdrew his hand from Meng Zhe, and gestured to Xiao Qi: "Whatever Xiao Qi likes to eat, let them do it."

Xiao Qi quickly waved his hands: "How can this be done?"

Yan Qi smiled gently, and gestured: "Go."

Xiao Qi is still hesitating.Meng Zhe, on the other hand, had a strange expression on his face. He couldn't understand Yan Qi's hand gestures at all. He didn't know what the two people in front of him were talking about, so he asked with a smile, "What dish did you order?"

Xiao Qi glanced at Yan Qi in embarrassment, and trotted out.

When the food came, Meng Zhe was taken aback. He didn't know whether Yan Qi liked the food on the table, but he usually liked it. He looked at Yan Qi, but Yan Qi didn't notice it. Looking at Xiao Qi who was looking at him at the door again, Xiao Qi was startled, shrank his neck, and retreated from the room.

Xiao Qi was outside the door and quietly asked Meng Zhe's book boy, "Brother, do these dishes really like Mr. Meng's?"

"My son usually doesn't like any delicacies, these are the things he usually eats a lot." Shutong said.

Xiao Qi patted his chest and finally felt at ease.

"I'll help you pick up whatever you want to eat." Meng Zhe said softly.

Yan Qi didn't have any appetite, so he just picked up the jug and poured himself a drink. Meng Zhe pressed his hand and scolded, "You're still growing up at a young age, so it's serious to drink less wine and eat more food." .”

Yan Qi was startled, and pulled Meng Che's hand away.

Meng Zhe sighed softly, but he was not annoyed. He picked up a few vegetables and put them in a bowl for Yan Qi.

Xiaoqi sat outside the door with her knees hugged, listening to the movement inside, looking at the book boy who was flipping through the books under the moonlight, and asked quietly: "Brother, does Mr. Meng like my brother?"

The book boy said: "It's kind of caring."

Xiao Qi revealed a smile.The book boy looked up from the book, glanced at Xiao Qi, and suddenly reminded: "The reason why my young master cares about your elder brother is because your elder brother is still in his eyes. His real heart is not in this Nanxiang Pavilion. It's at home—so he doesn't like being at home."

Xiao Qi was at a loss.

This is what the book boy said.

I don't know if I am a guest in my dream, and I am greedy for a while.

Yan Qi wearily got up from Meng Zhe's arms, wanting to get out of bed.Meng Zhe retracted his arms, but instead hugged him tightly.Yan Qi glanced at the unconscious man in his sleep, leaned over and kissed Meng Che on the lips, then took off the hands that were around him, lifted the curtain and walked down to the ground.Picking up his clothes casually and putting them on, he picked up the wine jug that was warming on the stove in the corner, opened the door and left the house.

The autumn colors were deep, and it was chilly outside, Xiao Qi shrank into a ball with the cold, and fell asleep for a while.

Yan Qi put the jug aside, hugged Xiao Qi in his arms, leaned against the porch, and looked up at the dark night.

It was twilight.Shu Tong walked out of the wing room and saw Yan Qi hugging Xiao Qi leaning on the porch and fell asleep, he was slightly startled, but he didn't pay much attention, he just stood outside the door and whispered: "Master, it's getting late, go back home."

Meng Zhe woke up slowly, sat up, and rubbed his hangover aching head.He got up and got off the ground, got dressed, walked out of the room yawning, saw Yan Qi and Xiao Qi who were sleeping together in front of him, he was slightly stunned, he bent down to carry Yan Qi back into the room, but secretly He said, "Do you despise me so much?"

As Meng Zhe said, he withdrew his hand and walked straight away.

The book boy trotted to keep up with Meng Zhe, and looked back at the sleeping master and servant in the corridor, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

When it snows in winter, the yard is desolate and silent.

The house is full of spring.

Meng Zhe had someone bring hot water in, and took a bath with Yan Qi in his arms to relieve his fatigue.

Yan Qi was lazily lying in his arms, still looking deserted, his long wet hair stuck to both of them.

Meng Zhe thought to himself, it's been several months, why is he still not tired of this child? If he got tired of it a day earlier, he wouldn't have to face this cold face every day.

Yan Qi raised his hand to caress the dark gray birthmark on Meng Zhe's left shoulder, like an old scar, handed down from life to life.

Seeing his dazed look, Meng Che couldn't help rubbing him up, and buried his head in kissing him, only to find that Yan Qi's eyes were misty, and with such a movement, the mist fell down crystal clear.Meng Che frowned, stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and sighed softly, "If you don't want to, then you don't want to. Why do you always have to be so sullen and lose your temper?"

As Meng Zhe said, he let go of Yan Qi and got up to leave.Yan Qi put his arms around his neck, refusing to let him go.The bodies of the two collided together, and both trembled.

Meng Zhe sat back helplessly, embraced the person in his arms, and said in silence for a while, "It's really strange. This scene seems to have happened before. Could it be a dream?"

Yan Qi buried his face on Meng Zhe's shoulder, tears streaming down silently, and Meng Zhe, who was hot, was upset for a while.

The house was quiet, only the sound of snow falling outside the window was heard.

Meng Zhe mused, "This is not a long-term solution. I bought a house in the south of the city, which is a little bigger than your Fengyuan Garden. It is two entrances. If you want, I will redeem you. You want to be a luthier. Painter, or don’t do anything, just stay at home, it’s up to you. But the relationship between us remains the same. Would you like it?”

Yan Qi was stuffed in Meng Zhe's arms, and there was no movement.Meng Che raised Yan Qi's face, frowned and looked at his red eyes, and said in a deep voice, "For others, this is naturally a great opportunity that they can't wait for, but you, I'm not sure...how you treat me? Is it love or hate?"

Yan Qi wanted to turn away.

Meng Zhe strengthened his hand to prevent him from turning away, his jaw turned red immediately, he stared at Yan Qi, and continued to ask, "Are you willing to have this kind of relationship between us?"

Yan Qi shook his head with red eyes.

Meng Zhe didn't know whether he wanted to be angry or to laugh, so he let go of his hand and said with a cold face, "Sure enough."

He pushed Yan Qi away, stood up, wiped his body casually, put on his clothes and said, "Whether you want to leave here or stay here, you can choose by yourself. After you choose, let Xiao Qi tell me. Don't always You let your own temper go, and let down Xiao Qi's love for you."

Before he went out, Chao Yanqi said indifferently: "But our relationship will not change until I get tired of it."

Xiao Qihou was outside the door. Seeing Meng Zhe leaving unhappily, he hurried in and said worriedly, "Brother Yan, are you okay? Why did you quarrel again? It's rare that Mr. Meng wants to redeem you, why don't you agree? Yes." You can get out of here, and you can do whatever you want in the future, which is a great opportunity."

Yan Qi was silent for a moment, then gestured: "Xiao Qi, do you want to leave here?"

Xiao Qi was stunned, her face paled, and she said obediently: "It would be best if Xiao Qi could follow Brother Yan, but if not, it doesn't matter, since I'm still young, Boss Cui won't force me to pick up guests. "

Yan Qi touched Xiao Qi's icy cheeks with his wet hands, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he gestured, "Go and tell Meng Zhe, if he buys it with you, I will go with him, if he only buys me One, I won't go."

Surprised and delighted, Xiaoqi wiped his eyes with his red and swollen hands, and hurriedly ran after him.

Yan Qi put away his smile, his face was silent.

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