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Before they could open the door, the door was pushed open from the outside.

On the other side, Xie Qi quietly walked out from the inner hall.

He and the two people who met at the door met each other's eyes.

"Hello, uncle."

"Uncle Yu, let me carry it for you."

The voices of two people sounded almost at the same time.

The people who came in one after the other, one is Lin Xuan, and the other should be Yu Yicheng's father.

The moment he saw this middle-aged man, Xie Qi couldn't help but imagine what Yu Yicheng would look like ten or twenty years later.

Probably the same as the uncle in front of him, with a little more weathered face, undiminished handsomeness, and even more majestic.

Yu Changlin first nodded slightly towards him, as a response to the greeting, and then turned to Lin Xuan beside him with a pleasant expression:

"Do you still need to help me carry it? Go in and put down your things and rest."

That's right, Lin Xuan still held several bags in his hand, compared to the briefcase in Yu Changlin's hand, which was very small.

Lin Xuan easily agreed and sat down, put the bag in his hand on the tea table, and introduced to Ruan Fei affectionately, where is the jade produced, and which master made the woodcarving by himself.

"This is the tea that Yushan just picked this year...it's for Yicheng."

After talking with Ruan Feixu for a while, his eyes finally fell on the man on the other side.

He couldn't hide the light in his eyes.

——There is a banquet today, and Yu Yicheng is very well dressed.Originally tall and straight, the upper body of the clothes is even more luxurious.

This is indeed the Yu Yicheng he knew, cold and silent, but always in the center of the crowd.

"Thank you."

The man in his eyes said the first words to him today, and then he took the hands of the people behind him and walked towards him:

"Qiqi likes drinking tea very much."

Xie Qi was pulled forward behind Yu Yicheng, and upon hearing this, he looked up at Yu Yicheng's back.

He didn't look at Lin Xuan - he knew it wouldn't be a pretty face, so he didn't have to make fun of himself.

"You child," Ruan Fei coughed, "Why are you still standing still, go and pour tea for the guests."

Lin Xuan's smile froze slightly.

Since he was a child, Aunt Fei has always called him Xuanxuan.

Caught off guard, he became a "guest" here.

"No need, I'm just here to deliver something to my uncle...I'll be leaving later." Lin Xuan's voice gradually weakened naturally, and he was well-adjusted for the occasion.

Ruan Fei frowned as expected, and urged Yu Yicheng again: "Hurry up, why don't you let Xiaoxuan sit here?"

Xie Qi shook the hand he was holding with Yu Yicheng, and said softly, "I'll go with you."

Only then did Yu Yicheng's almost frozen face ease down.

The tea room is in the inner room, and the window faces a green grass field.

Xie Qi's familiarity with tea sets was beyond Yu Yicheng's expectation—he fiddled with that complicated set of utensils without a single pause, the steam flowing freely.

Obviously he was the first person here, but he didn't need to ask Yu Yicheng before doing it.

Of course, he didn't look back at Yu Yicheng.

The young man lowered his head slightly, took the clay pot he handed over with his slender hands, but still didn't look at him.

"Qiqi." Yu Yicheng couldn't help calling him.

He hummed once and for all, so low that one might suspect that it was his hallucination.

"I didn't know that today he would..."

"I heard it, so I don't need to explain." Xie Qi's voice was calm and unwavering, the movements of his hands were smooth and leisurely, and even the graceful shoulders and neck seemed to be a static line.

Still didn't look at him.

"I will not do it again."

Xie Qi heard a little anger from the voice behind him.

But he just shrugged and said nothing.

Then he was gently embraced from behind: "Don't be angry."

The voice was soft and soft, hiding an elusive elusiveness.

Yu Yicheng put his finger on his wrist.

He didn't answer.

"Qi Qi?"

The people behind finally couldn't hold back, and didn't dare to say more, just called him again in vain.

"despair."

A celadon cup was placed on the table.

Xie Qi finally said nothing, and said under Yu Yicheng's speechless eyes:

"You can't really keep him from coming."

He added some water to the small pot:

"I'm not mad at you, I just don't want to see him."

However, the friendship between the two of them cannot be reduced just because he and Yu Yicheng fell in love.

There is no need for anyone to tell him this, Xie Qi knows it in his heart.

Yu Yicheng just told him not to come yesterday, but Lin Xuan came to the door today with a bag.

He's at the door, who can stop him from coming in?

What's more, Yu Yicheng's parents watched him grow up, no matter what, Yu Yicheng's parents were always kind to him.

It's very simple.

But when Lin Xuan entered the door, these few words kept churning in his mind repeatedly, and he refused to stop no matter what.

Very annoying.

So he didn't have a good face to show Yu Yicheng, and the hot tea was stuffed straight into Yu Yicheng's hand like this, without any care to put it slowly:

"Take it."

Yu Yicheng was suddenly scalded by the hot cup wall, and the muscles in his hand tensed for a moment. He couldn't say anything to Xie Qi's face, but was forced to walk out by his gaze.

The two returned to the living room.

Lin Xuan was talking beside Yu Changlin: "I think the layout here can be what my mother and Aunt Fei liked last year..."

Yu Changlin's face was still as serious as Yu Yicheng's, but he nodded frequently, obviously very satisfied.

Yu Yicheng brought them two cups of tea.

"Thank you," Lin Xuan became radiant again, with a smile in his eyes, "The cufflinks are very nice."

"It's pretty," Yu Yicheng replied quickly, "Qiqi picked it for me."

Lin Xuan only smiled kindly, as if he hadn't heard the name.

On the contrary, Yu Changlin frowned and glanced at Yu Yicheng: What does Xiaoxuan think in this way?I can't hold my breath, it's outrageous.

"Auntie," on the other side, Xie Qi's fingertips were a little red from the hot water, and his face was also a little red from the steam, sitting in front of Ruan Fei, looking very cute and cute, "Is there a photo album of Cheng's childhood... ..."

"It's in the bedroom, let Yicheng take you to see it."

Ruan Fei reacted quickly, and Yu Yicheng was even faster. Before she could greet her, he took Xie Qi's hand and quickly entered his bedroom.

The bedroom door was gently closed.

With a click, the furnishings in the bedroom were covered, as well as the corners of the clothes that were stuck together when the door was closed.

Xie Qi closed his eyes, breathing lightly, his whole body was slightly tense, feeling the sudden warmth.

"They're all outside."

After a long time, he turned his head and pulled Yu Yicheng's collar.

Yu Yicheng leaned over and hugged him even tighter:

"We're not going out again, regardless of them."

"Aren't you going to help uncle?" He could clearly hear that Lin Xuan and Yu Changlin were discussing the afternoon banquet.

...This is clearly organized by the Yu family, right?

"The plan has been decided a long time ago," Yu Yicheng pressed his forehead against him, his voice was still gentle, but with a bit of unstoppable annoyance, "If he wants to change the details, let him go to my dad to discuss it."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to continue to lean down and kiss, but Xie Qi turned his head away immediately.

He refused to look at Yu Yicheng again, and his face was slightly sullen.

It's not that serious—it's just that I'm feeling a little bit depressed, and I don't want to say goodbye to Yu Yicheng, but I don't want to just be intimate with the man in front of me like this.

Then he was surrounded by hugs as he wished, and the man's whispered words coaxed him again and again.

It is his favorite voice, full-bodied, low, soft and urgent, calling out to him, coaxing him vigorously, and even throwing away all restraints because of anxiety, even the overly affectionate "baby" Call out a bunch of voices.

In fact, Yu Yicheng is a bit burdened on weekdays, and he is rarely called that.

He wasn't used to it either, and this made his face burn a little.

In fact, it was more than just burning in the face-he thought he was a little bit unbearable.As long as Yu Yicheng clings to him and coaxes him like this, he will feel warm all over his body as if being illuminated by a winter stove, and he will forget all about his depression and indifference.

I still care about it in my heart, but I can't feel cold in his arms, so what should I do.

He thought about it for a while, froze for a while, then raised his head and hugged the man tightly according to his heart.

No matter what he does, let's enjoy it first.

When he was about to forget himself, there was a knock on the door against his back:

"Would you like some fruit?" It was Ruan Fei's voice.

He looked up at Yu Yicheng, the man was slightly out of breath, and the desire in his eyes was almost irreversible.

I guess I'm not much better off.

Xie Qi was about to catch his breath and stand apart from Yu Yicheng, when his boyfriend opened the door, without any concealment:

"No need, Qiqi and I will go to the mountain to rest at noon."

作者有话要说：有点晚啦，中秋快乐！！感谢在2021-09-1622:13:33~2021-09-2123:41:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Soft father;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Soft kiss;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!