after blind date

No matter how soft Yan Qing is, Wen Juncheng is determined not to be seduced by Yan Qing's masculinity, not to mention that people who have gained a lot of weight have no masculinity, so every Monday Yan Qing can only receive a week's worth of energy from Wen Juncheng snack.

One novel + three comics, Yan Qing said, is the small case good, can you read it in one day, and what about the remaining six days?The whole life is not good, cry to death...

Since Yan Qingming couldn't come, he came secretly, secretly sneaking some books back from Luo Xuan every day, reading like a thief while Wen Juncheng was not at home during the day, and then hiding them before Wen Juncheng went home.

But Wen Juncheng will always find it from every corner, because Wen Juncheng insists on cleaning every week, and once a cleanliness outbreak occurs, he will not let go of every corner, no matter how far he hides, it is useless.

Wen Juncheng threw the book on the table, and Yan Qing immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake before he got angry and scolded, stood with his head bowed while wringing his hands, with an expression of "I know I'm wrong, so don't scold me".

Wen Juncheng couldn't bear to scold him, and there was nothing he could do about it. Looking at Yan Qing's slightly raised stomach, he suddenly squatted on the ground against his stomach and cried, "My poor little soybean, look at our Yan Qing. Yan doesn't care about you, he only cares about reading novels and comics and won't let you have a good rest, and he won't let you have a good meal."

Yan Qing retorted softly, "I have something to eat."

"Don't think that I didn't know that I only ate half of it, and the rest was fed to the trash can. Little Soybean, you see that no one hurts you anymore, even the trash can." Wen Juncheng continued to cry without tears. Yan Qing is very depressed because he is still playing rascal like this, and he is not at all ashamed.

"Don't say that, what if he understands?"

"If he doesn't understand me, isn't it a waste of saliva to shout so loudly?"

"So you know it too!"

"What did you say?"

"No!"

Seeing that Yan Qing was shaken, Wen Juncheng continued to cry, "Little Soybean, Yanyan doesn't hurt you at all, do you know how important nutrition and rest are to you? My poor baby..."

"Okay, okay, I just don't want to watch it in the future." Yan Qing said unhappily.

"Little Soybean, I know he will peek, it's all a lie."

"No, I really don't want to read it. Just one novel and three comics in a week." Yan Qing said reluctantly.

Wen Juncheng wiped away the non-existent tears, "You are not allowed to lie anymore, Xiao Huangdou is a witness! Do you understand prenatal education? Don't let the child be a bad example before he is born." After finishing speaking, he continued to be happy I went to do hygiene.

Yan Qing followed behind him to bargain, "How about an extra novel every week? Or an extra comic?"

The matter of the novel was settled in this way, Yan Qing had no choice but to find another way to pass the time, until he received a leaflet of the studio in the mailbox, and then he remembered Luo Xuan's original intention of letting him read novels and comics.

So he happily reported to Wen Juncheng, "I have found a new way to pass the time."

"what?"

"Learn to paint! I have some skills before, and now I go to the studio to learn when I have time, do you think it's good?"

Wen Juncheng looked at the leaflet. This studio has training classes, mainly for amateurs and high school freshmen who are preparing to apply for art majors. There are regular teachers who go to work every day, and students can choose their own time. The degree of freedom is relatively high.The most important thing is that the location is near home, only 10 minutes walk.

The next day Wen Juncheng made a special trip to this studio, saw the environment of the studio and asked some questions in detail, and specifically explained to the teacher in the studio that Yan Qing was a pregnant omega, so he couldn't give him too much homework, even if It is not acceptable for him to ask for it. If there is any situation, please call him in time and leave a phone number.

When Yan Qing finally went to the studio for class, the first thing the studio teacher said was, "So you are Yan Qing!"

Yan Qing's position in the studio is fixed by the window, where he can enjoy the warm sunshine every day. The chairs were brought by Wen Juncheng from home, they are big and strong, and there are thick cushions, cushions and thin blankets, things Very complete.

In this way, Yan Qing would go to the studio three times a week, each time for half a day, and sometimes draw and read novels at home, while Wen Juncheng became more and more busy.

They hired an aunt, an omega woman in her 50s, who is responsible for lunch, dinner, and home hygiene. However, due to Wen Juncheng's cleanliness, he still does the cleaning once a week, but having an aunt's daily cleaning does save him money. A lot of time.In addition, Yan Qing also asked his aunt to leave before Wen Juncheng came home, otherwise he would definitely do it again if he saw his aunt doing hygiene.

The net will make a fuss!

The weather in April and May is very good, with bright sunshine and white clouds.

Yan Qing would wake up and eat breakfast with Wen Juncheng every day, sometimes he would go back to sleep, sometimes he would go directly to the studio, and usually would take a nap at noon, if it was a weekend he would lie on the deck chair on the balcony with Wen Juncheng, But if he was alone, Wen Juncheng asked him to sleep in the room, mainly because he was worried that this dishonest sleeper would catch a cold.After the nap, Yan Qing will cook some syrup for Wen Juncheng by himself, put it in the refrigerator, and drink some when Wen Juncheng comes back at night.

The weather on this day is still very good, warm, the wind is blowing slowly, neither hot nor cold is just right.

Wen Juncheng called back and said that he would come back later for dinner tonight, so that he didn't have to wait for him.

"Aunt Wang, cook rice an hour earlier tonight, and put it in an insulated box after cooking."

"You want to deliver food to Mr. Wen?"

"Ah."

"You two have a really good relationship, but you should be careful when you go out."

"Well, I'll be careful. I'll cook another one, and I'll bring one for Uncle Yan."

Aunt Wang prepared two dishes and one soup in an insulated box at five o'clock in the afternoon, "Do you want to save some for you?"

"No, mine is also put in, and eat with him."

Aunt Wang laughed jokingly, Yan Qing felt a little embarrassed.

Aunt Wang was worried when she went out, and repeatedly told her: "Don't take the subway, don't save the money, just take a taxi."

"Well, I got it." Yan Qing also didn't dare to take the bus or the subway. Since she was pregnant, Wen Juncheng strictly prohibited these public transportation, mainly because it was too crowded and worried about accidents.

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon when Yan Qing came to the research institute with three insulated boxes and a passport, which happened to be time for dinner.

There were people leaving in twos and threes at the entrance of the research institute, probably after get off work. When they passed by, they looked at Yan Qing for a while and found that he was unfamiliar.

Standing at the entrance of the research institute, Yan Qing was suddenly filled with emotion.He still remembers the excitement when Yan Wenshu led him into the research institute, the bright and tidy research room and the messy office of the director. Talking a bunch of words he didn't understand and doing things he couldn't understand, he was very curious, but he didn't dare to get close, for fear of being scolded for doing something wrong.

After he grew up, he never stepped here again. Chen Yan invited him, but he refused very simply.

Now that he is standing here, he is full of expectations.

An old researcher passed by him, smelled the smell of omega pregnancy on his body, and took a second look, "You, are you Director Yan's child?"

Yan Qing also looked at the other party, a little familiar, probably seen him when he was a child, and said with a smile: "Hi, I'm Yan Qing, sorry, I don't remember which uncle you are."

"You kid... just call me Uncle Zheng." Mr. Zheng saw that he was carrying a lunch box in his hand, "Come to deliver dinner to the director?"

Yan Qing nodded, and said a little embarrassedly: "There is also Wen Juncheng, do you know him?"

"I just said that the smell on your body is somewhat familiar. It turned out to be that brat's!" After finishing speaking, Mr. Zheng pointed him the way, and said, "They are busy now, but it's important to eat, so hurry up and send it to him. Let's go!"

Elder Zheng chatted with him for a few more words, praised and insulted his family Wen Juncheng, and the two said goodbye.

Yan Qing re-entered the institute, short, dirty, and old. The solemn and holy places in his memory may only be a matter of time and perspective.

This is Yan Wenshu's temple, his king, his life's effort and pride, Yan Qing is a little excited and a little sad.

His pass level is the highest, and it is not a problem to open all the checkpoints. According to the instructions given by Mr. Zheng just now, he found the research room where they were located without much effort.

But before he went in, he ran into Liang Song, Wen Juncheng's student who just came out.

"Hello." Liang Song visited their house to pay New Year's greetings during the Chinese New Year. Yan Qing had an impression of him but couldn't remember his name.

"Hello, why are you here? Are you here to find a teacher?" Although Wen Juncheng has resigned from the school, Liang Song, as his former student, has not changed his name, and he is doing an internship here, calling Wen Juncheng a teacher is also As it should be.

"Yes, is he there?" Yan Qing asked.

Liang Song swept the lunch box in his hand, and said apologetically: "The teacher is here, but he is very busy now. He has encountered a relatively big problem. He and Director Chen are discussing how to deal with it. It may not be right to go in and disturb him now." Great."

Liang Song stuck out his tongue and said: "I don't dare to go in to find him now, I will be scolded, but you are his omega, it doesn't matter if you really interrupt his train of thought, but you'd better change your protective clothing before going in. "

Yan Qing thought for a while, "Forget it, then you can tell him when he is not busy, I will wait for him in the director's office. And Uncle Yan, tell him for me and bring him a meal. "

Liang Song readily agreed.

Yan Qing entered the director's office, the decoration was almost the same as in memory, the only difference was that it was tidy.He seems to have seen Yan Wenshu writing on the desk, Chen Yan collecting documents, papers, and garbage around, and he was sitting on the sofa beside him eating cake.

Oh, the sofa was changed, the previous sofa was poked a few times by Yan Wenshu.

Yan Qing looked at the room again, and could count out the overlaps and differences with the memory one by one.He didn't even know that he had such a deep impression on this place. Yan Wenshu actually didn't like to bring him here, but sometimes Fang Yujie refused to take him when he was going out shopping, and Yan Wenshu was busy with work before bringing him here.He remembered that he didn't have the right to come here at the beginning, and Yan Wenshu would rather lock him at home than take him out. Later, when he thought about it, Yan Wenshu probably kept it from Chen Yan, worried that Chen Yan would know that he was married and had a child, until later Chen Yan Knowing it somehow, he had the chance to visit Chen Yan's house and the research institute.

He didn't wait for a while before Chen Yan came back and was surprised to see him in the office.

"Why are you here?" Chen Yan said, Yan Qing hadn't set foot here for so many years, he thought Yan Qing would never come here again.

Yan Qing pointed to the insulated box on the table, "I brought you dinner."

"Really?" Chen Yan said pleasantly, and quickly took off his white coat and sat down.

Yan Qing laid out his lunch boxes, "Uncle Yan, do you often work overtime? I guess you eat very late every time, right?"

Chen Yan didn't feel hungry at first, but when he smelled the aroma of the food, his stomach growled, and he picked up a big mouthful of food with his chopsticks, and he started to eat it.

"It's just that sometimes, this project is quite urgent recently, and I worked overtime for a while." Chen Yan said with food in his mouth.

"By the way, the rest you have is Wen Juncheng's, right? That kid is probably done with his work, so I'll call you."

"Farewell, you eat first. He should be here soon, and I also told Liang Song to help me tell him as soon as he finishes his work."

But when Chen Yan finished eating, Wen Juncheng hadn't arrived yet.

"This kid is probably busy again, don't worry, I'll call you right away." After speaking, Chen Yan got up and walked to the research room.

The author has something to say: Sorry for being late today.