Smiling, but Zhuang Qing could tell that the little bastard was having a good time chatting with him.

Without rushing forward, Zhuang Qing went to sit down near the two of them, ordered a glass of wine casually, raised his eyes and quietly looked at the pretty boy who was facing him.

The other party is good-looking, but his dressing style seems to be very similar to that of Ling Qi, only wearing a black vest and gray shorts.

The exposed skin, arms, and long legs were all dazzlingly white.

But, that little bastard, does he like white people?

Zhuang Qing lowered his eyes and looked at his hands. Under the light, although he was also white, it seemed to be cold white, not the same as other people's milky white.

I don't know, which one does the little bastard like?

While Zhuang Qing was carefully observing his skin, the handsome boy opposite said something to Yan Xichen, then got up and walked towards him.

Slightly squinting, Zhuang Qing sat still, waiting for someone to approach before raising his eyes to look at him.

"Beautiful brother, why do you keep looking at me?"

The boy spoke directly, with an expression of "I knew you liked me", and sat down opposite him, just blocking Yan Xichen's sight when he turned his head.

Being called "Beautiful Brother" by an already pretty boy, Zhuang Qing's expression froze for a moment.

But he adjusted quickly, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "How do you know I'm looking at you? Not at the person opposite you?"

"Need to say?" The pretty boy raised his chin proudly, "He just showed the back of his head, you haven't even seen his face, how can you still fall in love with him?"

"Besides, even if he saw the face, he is not as good-looking as me."

Zhuang Qing looked at the child opposite with a smile.

He suddenly discovered that this little "rival in love" was quite narcissistic.

I don't know whether seeing Yan Xichen felt at ease, or chatting with the child a few times, and found that there was no big threat.

Zhuang Qing's mood suddenly became very good, and he was even in the mood to tease the children.

"Maybe, I just like the back of his head."

"???"

In the past 19 years, Qi Hyun has never approached a man with such a strange speech like the one in front of him, and he didn't know what to pick up for a while, so he froze.

At this moment, Zhuang Qing's cell phone suddenly vibrated a few times.

It was the message that the kid just sent him.

Yan Xichen: Dr. Zhuang, I haven't seen you for a day, I miss you so much, cry.jpg

Yan Xichen: Wronged Baba.jpg

Yan Xichen: Howling and crying.jpg

The kid got a bunch of emoticons from somewhere and sent them to him one by one.

Zhuang Qing took a casual look at the beautiful "rival in love" opposite, and replied with two messages.

Zhuang Qing: You miss me so much, why don't you come back and look for me?

Zhuang Qing: Could it be, which little boy was he with and couldn't come back?

After sending the last message, the little bastard did not reply for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Qing heard someone not far away, saying loudly: "Damn!"

"Yan Xichen! What's your ghost name?"

Hearing the movement behind him, the handsome boy turned his head and was even more speechless.

Could it be that he didn't read the almanac today, so it's not suitable for him to go out?

How come one or two are not normal?

Looking up at a little bastard who was a little flustered, Zhuang Qing was sitting in his seat, picked up his mobile phone, and sent a voice message.

"Yeah, little bastard, what are you yelling?"

A few seconds later, Zhuang Qing saw the child get up suddenly and turned to look at them.

There was surprise and joy in those bright black eyes.

After waiting for a long time, I finally came to see it again~Come on, come on~ヾ?≧?≦)oヾ?≧?≦)oヾ?≧?≦)o

The more I explain, the more I can't explain clearly, hahahahaha

-Complete-

43. Don't want a gift?

Zhuang Qing didn't move, the expression on his face was like a smile but not a smile.

"Doctor Zhuang..."

The child touched his nose, moved over a few steps, stood beside him, looked down at him, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

"I seem to have heard someone say they miss me." Zhuang Qing held his chin in thought, as if he was thinking about it carefully, and then raised his eyebrows, "That's why I'm here."

"Cough...cough..."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xichen coughed violently, and a trace of embarrassment rarely appeared on his habitually obedient face.

"You two, do you know each other?" Qi Xuan listened to the short conversation between the two, looked left and right, and saw Yan Xichen's rich expressions that he had never shown in front of him, and his expression was dull.

That was quite shocking!

"Yan Xichen, won't you introduce me?" Qi Xuan came back to his senses, and bumped his elbow hard against someone who was particularly blind.

"It's not big or small." Being interrupted in the conversation with Dr. Zhuang, Yan Xichen's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he raised his hand to mercilessly pat the other's beautiful face.

"What the hell, you don't hit someone in the face, do you understand?" Qi Xuan hurriedly dodged Yan Xichen's claws, blushing with anger.

Seeing the little bastard fighting with others in front of him, Zhuang Qing narrowed his eyes and asked, "Yeah, you're not going to introduce me too, who is this pretty kid?" ?"

I don't know if Dr. Zhuang from his family did it on purpose or not, but Yan Xichen looked at Qi Xuan more and more unkindly when he heard the words beautiful and little friend, clearly and softly.

"His name is Qi Xuan."

Yan Xichen finished the introduction very concisely and perfunctorily, turned his head, looked at his doctor Zhuang, and muttered in a low voice: "Doctor Zhuang, he is ugly, and he is not young anymore. Don't praise him for his good looks, and don't call him a child." .”

"Don't call him?"

Hearing the child's sour tone, Zhuang Qing raised his eyebrows in a good mood, and asked with a smile, "That's your name?"

"Little friend Yan?" Zhuang Qing tilted his head, looked at the little boy with a smile, and teased him word by word.

"Cough, Doctor Zhuang, if you like to call it that..." Yan Xichen rubbed his nose and blinked innocently, "Then I'll just listen."

Qi Xuan was speechless: "..."

Silently rolled his eyes in his heart, these two people really think he can't hear?

Two hours later, the three of them appeared at the entrance of a nearby movie theater.

"I'm going to buy a ticket."

Before entering the door, Qi Xuan threw the drunken Yan Xichen to Zhuang Qing.

Looking down at the little boy who had been drunk a lot by him and Qi Xuan, and then looking up at the movie theater in front of him, Zhuang Qing suddenly felt a sense of confusion.

In other words, how did they meet at the bar, change seats, have a drink for him, a drink for Qi Xuan, drink Yan Xichen at the same time, and then turn into wanting to watch a three-person movie?

I can't remember who mentioned it first, anyway, he followed in a daze, and when he recovered, he was already standing at the entrance of the cinema.

"Zhuang... Doctor Zhuang?"

The little boy was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head and stared at him for a long time, as if he just recognized who it was, his misty black eyes blinked, and his big eyes lit up instantly.

Zhuang Qing's heart tightened when he was watched, and his little heart was pounding.

The other party's eyes looked like they were about to pounce on him and kiss him in the next second in front of the public.

"do not move."

Frowning, Zhuang Qing subconsciously raised his hand to cover the child's mouth, and dragged him into the cinema.

Within a few minutes, Qi Xuan found them, holding three movie tickets in his hand.

They probably watched a comedy movie, but Zhuang Qing didn't watch all of it.

When the movie had just played for more than ten minutes, the little boy got up staggeringly, muttering, and asked him to accompany him to the bathroom very persistently.

In order to let the back row watch the movie well, Zhuang Qing hurriedly pulled people away, leaving behind Qi Xuan who was watching the show.

At the door of the bathroom, Zhuang Qing originally planned to wait for the little kid outside, but before he could speak, he was quickly pulled into the cubicle by this guy.

Hearing the sound of locks being locked behind him, Zhuang Qing suppressed his flustered heartbeat, frowned, raised his hand to pinch a certain child's hot face, gritted his teeth, and asked softly, "Aren't you going to the toilet? Why are you pulling me in?"

"Doctor Zhuang."

The child didn't answer his question, but stared at him with burning eyes, grabbed his wrist, and squeezed him against the door panel behind him.

A smile slowly appeared on his lips, Yan Xichen said in a low voice, "Today is my birthday, I am really happy that you come to accompany me."

"is it?"

Zhuang Qing raised his eyebrows, leaned back and asked, "Then why didn't you tell me that today is your birthday?"

The child fell silent for an instant, and those bright black eyes gradually dimmed, "I have always been the one who has taken the initiative to pester you, I..."

The child didn't finish his sentence, but Zhuang Qing understood unexpectedly, and took over the conversation calmly, with a very calm tone, "I'm afraid that even if I know, I won't celebrate it for you?"

Yan Xichen lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing the little bastard's tacit attitude, Zhuang Qing smiled suddenly, and with a hint of imperceptible anger, he raised his hand and kneaded the opponent's cheeks vigorously a few times.

Finally, he said with a half-smile: "If you don't tell me, how do you know if I will celebrate for you?"

Before the little boy could speak, Zhuang Qing asked again: "Also, aren't you going to ask me for a birthday present? It's not like you."

Yan Xichen in his impression would pretend to be good, and would seize every opportunity to take advantage of him.

"Maybe, if you take advantage of your birthday to make some exaggerated demands, I can agree to you."

Zhuang Qing took his time and said something that was very easy to misunderstand.

Yan Xichen narrowed his eyes in an instant, covering the surging emotions in his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Really, anything is fine?"

Zhuang Qing didn't answer clearly, but just smiled, "You can try it."

"I think……"

Yan Xichen paused, leaning forward, gradually approaching Zhuang Qing.

Just when the tips of their noses were about to meet, he tilted his head, and his lips finally stayed on the side of Zhuang Qing's ear, his voice was low and firm, "I want to be your boyfriend."

Listening to these short seven words, Zhuang Qing's eyes flashed, lowered his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Is this the birthday present you want?"

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