That guy teases me every day without knowing it

"Dad." Qi Yan said suddenly.

Just as Mu Qian was about to continue talking, he suddenly heard Qi Yan calling him, and he looked at Qi Yan.

Qi Yan said seriously: "I know what liking is, and I also know what love is. You don't have to worry about me so much."

Mu Qian was silent for a while, seeing Qi Yan like this, he knew that Qi Yan was serious.

"Then, have you ever met someone you like?" Mu Qian asked hesitantly.

"Yes." Qi Yan replied quickly.

Mu Qian looked at him in surprise, waiting for his next words.

Qi Yan tried to open his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Mu Qian asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

In fact, he could probably guess that it might be a boy, but he still wanted to ask.

"Male." Qi Yan said.

"So, what about him? How does it feel to you?" Mu Qian continued to ask.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, frowned and shook his head: "I'm not sure. Anyway, you don't have to worry about me, I know it well."

Mu Qian looked at him and nodded: "Okay, if the relationship is confirmed, bring it back and show it to Dad."

Qi Yan nodded, and the two were speechless for a moment.

Just when the food was served, Mu Qian took a mouthful of the food and began to talk to Cheng Yang and Qi Yan about the family affairs, and Qi Yan also said a few words from time to time.

Qi Yan didn't eat much, Mu Qian thought that he might have just finished breakfast not long ago, unlike himself, he came here without breakfast, so he didn't urge Qi Yan.

It was past eleven o'clock when Mu Qian was sent away. When Mu Qian left, he asked Qi Yan to go home on vacation, and he agreed with a nod.

When Mu Qian's car was no longer in sight, Qi Yan hurried home.Cheng Yang mentioned it 10 minutes ago, he didn't have a key, so he was probably squatting at the door right now.

When he got out of the elevator, he saw Cheng Yang waiting for him at the door, but instead of squatting, he leaned against the door, with his hands in his trouser pockets, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Cheng Yang looked this way, his eyebrows stretched, and he showed a smile.

Bright eyes are picturesque, shining like stars.

Qi Yan was dazed for a moment, and after talking with Mu Qian, he felt a faint impulse in his heart. Seeing Cheng Yang now, he smiled slightly and silently made a decision.

He hurried over to open the door, and said while pushing the door: "My dad is here, just left."

Cheng Yang followed Qi Yan into the door, curled the corners of his mouth, and said deliberately: "I've been waiting at the door for a long time, I'm so tired, why don't you make lunch today."

Qi Yan was digging through the drawer at the moment, when he heard what Cheng Yang said, he looked back at Cheng Yang and said, "I did it, it's unpalatable."

"I don't mind if it tastes bad." Cheng Yang sat on the sofa and looked at Qi Yan with a smile.

Qi Yan took out something from the drawer: "You eat what I made, so what should I eat? I won't eat what I made."

It was the first time Cheng Yang heard someone dislike him so much, he laughed twice, and said helplessly: "How can I really let you do it, I'll come, just to tease you."

Qi Yan smiled, walked over, and handed the things in his hand to Cheng Yang.

When Cheng Yang saw it, his heart felt hot, it was a key.

"If I'm not around in the future, you can just come in. It's pitiful to be shut outside the door." Qi Yan said.

Cheng Yang almost burst into tears, he took the key and said, "Thank you Brother Seven, I'm really touched."

As soon as Qi Yan heard his words, he couldn't help laughing again, sat down next to Cheng Yang, next to him, turned his head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Cheng Yang rubbed his stomach: "Not very hungry."

Qi Yan stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around Cheng Yang's neck, leaned his head on Cheng Yang's shoulder, and closed his eyes in a comfortable position: "I'm not hungry either, so you can cook later, I'll wait. "

With such a sudden appearance, Cheng Yang was stunned.The warm breath sprayed into the crook of his neck, and his heart was "thumping".

He pretended to be calm and asked softly, "Tired?"

Qi Yan gave a random "um" at first, and then said, "I just want to lean on."

Cheng Yang's whole body was stiff, he wanted to calm down and think carefully about what Xiao Yanzi meant, his mind was in a mess right now.

Just want to rely on?Are you tired and want to lean on, or... just want to lean on... him?

Not knowing what to do, he just didn't respond.

Qi Yan quietly opened his eyes to observe Cheng Yang's reaction.

After so many years of experience in the mall, Cheng Yang has long since developed a good ability to conceal his emotions.Although he was in a mess in his heart at the moment, he still looked plain on the surface.

Only the smile on the corner of his mouth froze for a moment when Qi Yan just leaned over, but he adjusted it immediately, and Qi Yan didn't notice.

Now, in Qi Yan's eyes, Cheng Yang is simply indifferent.

He couldn't tell what it felt like, although he had thought many times that this would be the result, but after actually verifying it, he was still uncomfortable.

He has thought about this situation a long time ago, he will not let go, but he will not force Cheng Yang either, he will only do his best to maintain their current relationship.

Thinking of this, he let go of his hand, opened the distance, and said, "Don't rely on it, you go..."

The rest of the words were gagged.

Cheng Yang suddenly leaned over, pulled Qi Yan with one hand, supported the sofa with the other, wrapped Qi Yan in his arms, closed his eyes and kissed him.

Surrounded by a warm feeling on his lips, Qi Yan stared blankly at the face close at hand.

They were so close that Qi Yan could even count how many eyelashes Cheng Yang had.

After waiting for a while and seeing no reaction from Qi Yan, Cheng Yang boldly moved closer, retracted the hand supporting the sofa, and turned to hold the back of Qi Yan's head, taking the opportunity to stick the tip of his tongue into Qi Yan's mouth, with A little cautious.

Cheng Yang kissed very seriously, and his movements were very gentle, slowly caressing every corner of Qi Yan's lips little by little.

After the kiss, they opened a little distance, their noses were almost touching, Cheng Yang looked at Qi Yan nervously.

Both were gasping for breath, hitting each other's faces.

Qi Yan looked at Cheng Yang, but didn't speak.

Cheng Yang's gaze swept over Qi Yan's wet lips, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes wandered, he felt guilty for a while, and then looked directly at Qi Yan again.

"You provoked me yourself..." Cheng Yang felt that what he said lacked confidence, so he forcibly collected himself, and he said a little domineeringly, "I don't care what you think, anyway, since you didn't resist just now, I'll take it as if you agreed gone."

"Promise what?" Qi Yan was confused by this kiss and didn't react for a while.

"Be my boyfriend." After Cheng Yang finished speaking, he stared at Qi Yan closely, refusing to let go of every subtle expression on his face.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Cheng Yang's uneasy feeling became more and more intense, and the sound of his heartbeat became louder and louder.

Just when he was about to say something more, he suddenly saw Qi Yan smiling.

The sudden smile pulled Cheng Yang back from the edge of uneasiness, and he asked nervously, "What are you laughing at?"

Qi Yan said: "Laughing at you."

The final sound of the word "ah" rose slightly, showing that Qi Yan was really in a good mood.

Cheng Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he could probably guess what Qi Yan meant, but he didn't feel relieved if he didn't explain it clearly.

"Brother Seven." Cheng Yang looked into Qi Yan's eyes seriously.

"Huh?" Qi Yan still had a smile in his eyes.

"Senior." Cheng Yang called again.

The smile on the corner of Qi Yan's mouth widened: "Good boy."

Cheng Yang was amused by his antics at the moment, pressed Qi Yan against the back of the sofa, and stared at him closely: "I'm confessing my love, can you be more serious."

Qi Yan laughed twice: "Go on, I'm listening."

Cheng Yang looked at him seriously, with Qi Yan's expression reflected in his eyes.

"Xiao Yanzi." Cheng Yang's eyes were dark, "I love you."

Qi Yan originally thought that Cheng Yang would say "like", but he didn't expect him to say the word "love" directly.His chest seemed to be hit by something, and his heart beat violently.He stretched out his hand to hook Cheng Yang's neck, raised his head and kissed it.

The kiss was a bit long, and both of them were out of breath after the kiss.

Cheng Yang looked at Qi Yan with burning eyes, and asked with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "What do you mean by forcefully kissing me?"

Qi Yan knew that this guy just wanted to hear him say it himself, so he hooked Cheng Yang's neck and said with a smile: "Cheng Yang, I love you."

Qi Yan spoke the next three words very slowly, his warm breath hit Cheng Yang's lips, and his gentle voice wafted into Cheng Yang's ears, making Cheng Yang feel dreamy.

Cheng Yang hugged Qi Yan into his arms, buried his head in the crook of Qi Yan's neck, and rubbed gently.

"Itchy." Qi Yan muttered, raised his hand and stroked Cheng Yang's head, messing up his hair.

Cheng Yang didn't make sense at all, and when he heard Qi Yan's words, he rubbed his hands again: "You will get used to itching a few times."

Qi Yan had no choice but to stroke Cheng Yang's fine hair with his palms: "Do whatever you want."

The smile on the corner of Cheng Yang's mouth widened, and he rubbed against each other again, his nose was full of Qi Yan's smell.

Cheng Yang was buried in the crook of Qi Yan's neck and could not come out, he leaned against him tightly.The two snuggled together and nestled on the sofa without speaking for a while. What they had just experienced had too much impact on them, and their heartbeats still haven't calmed down yet.

Qi Yan patted Cheng Yang's head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Cheng Yang shook his head, raised his head, his eyes were shining.He smiled and said, "I was hungry, but I'm not hungry after just kissing twice."

Qi Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, and patted Cheng Yang: "Get up."

Cheng Yang reluctantly sat upright, Qi Yan got up and walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and looked at it for a while, then turned to look at Cheng Yang: "Let me make some noodles for you."

Cheng Yang smiled and asked, "Can you?"

Qi Yan said: "I can cook noodles well enough, do you want to eat them?"

"Eat!" Cheng Yang immediately replied, "I'll eat whatever you cook."

Qi Yan curled his lips, took out some green onions, and walked into the kitchen.Cheng Yang followed immediately.

After entering the kitchen, Qi Yan washed the onion first, and seeing Cheng Yang coming in, he said, "You'd better not watch from the side, or I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it."

Cheng Yang hugged Qi Yan from behind, put his head on his shoulder, and said, "I'm sure I can eat what you made."

Qi Yan smiled and let him go.

After washing, he began to cut. Although he cut very carefully, the result was still unsatisfactory, with one section long and one section short.

Sighing, he turned his head to look at the head resting on his shoulder, and said, "Forget it, I'll make it whatever you want, and you can eat whatever you want."

After he finished speaking, he didn't cut slowly one by one, but cut a few times casually like giving up on himself.

"It's okay, I can eat it all." Cheng Yang said with a smile in his voice.

When Qi Yan finally cut the green onions and put them in a bowl, Cheng Yang turned his head and whispered in Qi Yan's ear, "Xiao Yanzi, I love you."

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I just ask:

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Alas, I didn’t expect Qiqi to take the initiative in the end~~

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