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She really wanted to, but Qi Yueluo didn't want to admit it, and didn't want Shi Xingchen to feel like a child who wasn't weaned.

"It's okay, she'll be back soon anyway."

After Qi Yueluo finished speaking, he realized that Shi Xingchen had been looking at him all the time, remembering that the other party didn't even want to think about it, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, hesitated for a while, reached out and pulled his wrist, and then clasped it down. His five fingers.

Shi Xingshen didn't know, so when he lowered his head, he met Qi Yueluo's soft and dark eyes, like the eyes of a small animal, moist, bright, with a little limp emotion.

Realizing what Qi Yueluo thought of, Shi Xingchen squeezed his thin wrist, and changed the topic without showing any trace: "You look at me like this, do you want me to kiss you?"

Qi Yueluo's pupils opened slightly, she really didn't have the courage to accompany him so crazy, she lowered her eyes and whispered: "Let's talk about it when we go home."

Seeing his embarrassed face, Shi Xingchen's lips curled up, but he didn't make it difficult on purpose, "Okay."

The minibus drove directly back to Shizhong, and after getting off, Qi Yueluo and Shi Xingchen took a taxi home.

The yard was quiet, and there was one car missing in the garage, probably Qi Zhengru drove it to work.

Qi Yueluo stood on the steps and took out the key. As soon as he opened the door, he could smell the smell of soft and sweet red beans. There were figures moving in the kitchen, and the silhouette of a woman's beautiful back could be vaguely seen.

Shi Xingchen followed behind with his suitcase, saw Qi Yue walked into the living room without taking off his shoes, just about to ask him to change his shoes, when he saw a tall and beautiful woman coming out of the kitchen.

Song Yun is 39 years old this year, but she looks like a young girl in her early twenties, with a high nose, eyebrows, and curved almond eyes. Most of Qi Yueluo's handsome and soft features are inherited from her.

"A Luo." Song Yu called out.

Qi Yueluo's eyes were bright, and she rushed up to hug her, her eyes were crooked with a smile, "Ms. Song Yun, I miss you so much!"

Song Yun also laughed, and stretched out his arms to touch the back of Qi Yueluo's head with some difficulty, "I haven't seen you in half a year, you've grown so much, Mom can't touch you anymore."

Qi Yueluo immediately bent down and lowered her head to touch her, and said with some pride: "I have grown eleven centimeters taller, and now I am 1.7 meters nine."

"Then no matter how hard you work, you can grow to 1.8 meters?" Song Yan held his face and smiled, his eyes full of love.

While speaking, she turned her eyes slightly, and when she saw Shi Xingchen standing behind, Song Min was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled kindly and gently, "Hello, I am Ah Luo's mother, and my name is Song Min."

Shi Xingchen nodded politely, "Hi, my name is Shi Xingchen."

Hearing the two people's greetings, Qi Yueluo quickly let go of Song Min, and went to Shi Xingchen's side to help him pull the suitcase, "Mom, my brother and I went up with our things first, and we'll come down later."

Song Yun nodded, "I made red bean cakes, pack up and come down to eat, otherwise it will be cold."

"Ok."

Qi Yueluo responded readily, and then went upstairs with the suitcase.

Shi Xingchen followed behind him, entered the bedroom and closed the door, pinched the back of Qi Yueluo's neck and pushed him on the sofa.

The suitcase fell on the carpet, and Qi Yueluo just wanted to get up to help him up. Shi Xingchen held the back of his head and kissed him up, and then went all the way down, kissed his chin after his mouth, kissed his neck after kissing his chin, and finally returned to the mouth.

Qi Yueluo was kissed so much that his cheeks and neck were covered with saliva, sticky and itchy, she couldn't help but smiled and pushed him, "Do you belong to a dog named Shi? Don't treat me like meat if you are the one. Bones, hello..."

Shi Xingchen lightly took a bite against Qi Yueluo's neckline, put his palms on the back of his head, and slowly hugged him in his arms, "If you don't want to be a meaty bone, stop calling me brother, remember No?"

Feeling the heat pressing on her body, Qi Yueluo shrank her neck, and obediently responded, "Remember."

Shi Xing lowered his head and pecked at the corner of his mouth reluctantly, then pulled him up.

After the commotion just now, Qi Yueluo's face and neck were covered with saliva, his clothes and hair were also messed up, and his coat hadn't been washed for two days, so he tore it and decided to just take a shower.

Shi Xingchen took out the things in the suitcase, put the dirty clothes in the washing machine to wash, and then went downstairs.

Song Yun made very fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus tea and made small cookies. Seeing that Shi Xing was sinking, he waved to him, "Come on, try Auntie's handicraft. Do you like chocolate flavor or milk flavor?" or matcha-flavored?"

"Matcha flavored." Shi Xingchen pulled out his chair and sat down, reaching out to take the bone china plate from Song Yun, "Thank you, Aunt Song."

"You're welcome, do you want to try sweet-scented osmanthus tea? Ah Luo likes to drink it the most, but he usually adds some milk."

"Okay, thank you."

Shi Xingchen added two spoonfuls of milk balls, and just after stirring them a few times, he heard Song Yun from the opposite side ask, "Did Ah Luo cause you any trouble?"

"No, he's very good."

Fragments of sunlight came in from outside the window, and Song Yan's almond eyes were slightly bent, as if thinking of something, she sighed, "To tell you the truth, although A Luo looks very obedient, he has a bad temper, and I always because of I often run around outside at work, and I don’t have much time to communicate with him.”

Shi Xingchen didn't know what Song Yan wanted to say, so he quietly waited for her next words without answering.

Seeing Shi Xingshen's expression was calm and calm, and he had a rare sense of calmness at such a young age, Song Yan's eyes were slightly startled, and then he smiled: "I'm actually a little surprised when I tell you this, although Ah Luo has a few friends I’m a good friend, but I’ve never met someone who calls him brother.”

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus tea diffused slightly in the air, and before Shi Xingchen could figure out what she meant from Song Yun's words, Qi Yueluo came down.

The tip of her hair was still a little wet, Qi Yueluo wiped it casually, and sat down next to Shi Xingchen, then reached for the biscuit on his plate.

After taking a bite, he felt a bit dry, so he took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus tea in his hand, and praised without hesitation: "Ms. Song Yan, your technique of baking small biscuits has improved again."

Seeing that his mouth was full of biscuit crumbs, Song Yan reluctantly took out a piece of paper and handed it over, "Eat slowly, you'll still look like a child when you grow up."

Qi Yueluo smiled, then took it and wiped it, turned around and saw that Shi Xingchen was neither eating nor drinking, and subconsciously wanted to pass a biscuit over, but fortunately his brain turned quickly, and he asked with one mouth: "You Why don't you eat it? The tea and biscuits my mother makes are delicious, and they can be sold for two hundred and one copies."

Shi Xingchen tapped lightly with his folded fingers on the table, and kindly reminded: "You are drinking my tea."

Qi Yueluo was choked immediately, and quickly took out two pieces of paper to cover her mouth and coughed.

Due to Song Yun's presence, Shi Xingchen just reached out and patted him on the back a few times, and said in a polite manner: "Slow down."

Qi Yueluo took the time to stare at him with slightly red eyes from coughing, then poured him a new cup of tea as if nothing had happened, "Give me back a new cup."

After all, he added in a pretentious manner: "I see that you haven't drunk it, so you thought it was clean."

Shi Xingchen was very cooperative: "Well, I didn't drink."

Song Yan didn't take this little episode so seriously, and when Qi Yueluo recovered, he asked him: "By the way, Ah Luo, when mom put her things in the guest room, she saw that there were all your things in it. What are you doing now?" Sleeping in the guest room, right?"

Those things were probably taken by Qi Zhengru when he vacated the room for Shi Xingchen before, and later Qi Yueluo was too lazy to move, so he left them there.

"No, Mom," Qi Yueluo swallowed the biscuit in her mouth, "I'll sleep in the same room with Shi Xing, I'll just go and get things later."

"Do you sleep in the same room?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Song Yun's eyes, as if thinking of something, she said: "A Luo, you'd better go to the guest room and sleep, don't disturb Xingchen's study."

If Qi Zhengru said this, Qi Yueluo would definitely not do it, but facing Song Yun, he couldn't disobey him, so he could only nod obediently, "Got it, I'll move the quilt to the guest room in a while inside."

Song Yan nodded in satisfaction, "Well, I'll go get the red bean cake, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll ask my aunt to buy vegetables."

"It's all right, remember to stew chestnut chicken soup, Shi Xingchen likes to drink it." After Qi Yueluo finished speaking, she lowered her head and went to drink tea.

Song Yun's eyes moved slightly, and after turning his eyes around the two of them, he got up without saying anything and went into the kitchen to get the red bean cake.

Qi Zhengru didn't come back for dinner at night because the school had to hold a regular meeting temporarily.

After eating, Song Yun packed up the dishes and took them in for washing.

Qi Yueluo sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while, then went upstairs to move the quilt and pillow to the guest room.

In fact, there are several guest rooms in their house, but there is only one for their own people. Most of the things in it are Qi Yueluo's, toy drawing boards and so on, which can be regarded as half of his bedroom.

When Qi Yueluo was cleaning up, Shi Xingchen stood by and watched, neither obstructing nor stepping forward to help. After Qi Yueluo finished moving the pillow and quilt, seeing him standing by the door, he couldn't help but Don't rush to make trouble for him.

"You're going to sleep alone, aren't you afraid?"

Shi Xingchen slightly closed the half-opened door, leaned his back against the wall and let Qi Yueluo hug him, stretched out his hand to pinch his soft face and shook it, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of ghosts," Qi Yueluo said, grinning and making a face at him, "I'll scare you to death then."

Shi Xingshen was frightened, but rather cute.

Stretching out his hand to grab Qi Yueluo's jaw and forcing him to look up, Shi Xingshen lowered his head and kissed his reddish mouth, "If all the ghosts look like you, tell them to come more."

"Stop wishful thinking," Qi Yueluo turned her head away to avoid his mouth, "There is only one such good-looking me in this world, and you will never find another one."

While the two were talking, there was a slight movement downstairs.

Qi Yueluo quietly pulled open a small slit, and saw Qi Zhengru come back through the gap on the guardrail, and then Song Yan went up to meet him, reaching out to take the coat he had taken off.

The two were standing in the aisle of the living room, seeming to be talking, with smiles on their faces.

Shi Xingchen also saw it, put one hand around Qi Yue's waist, touched the back of his neck with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "How are your parents feeling?"