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which flight.

But this little bastard, the moment he received his call, guessed his movements, and rushed over immediately, guarding the door, silently waiting for him to appear.

There are too many things to say in my heart, and too many strange emotions that need to be vented.

But in the end, Zhuang Qing just raised his hand, hugged Yan Xichen's waist gently, and sighed softly in his ear, "Little bastard, you don't even ask, just ran over like this, if I didn't come at this time, you Do you want to wait forever?"

"I'll keep waiting."

Yan Xichen buried his head into Zhuang Qing's neck, greedily inhaled the smell that made him obsessed with the other party, and smiled again in the next second, "I knew you would come."

If his doctor Zhuang hadn't gone to school to look for him, he wouldn't have asked where he was at all.

"you really……"

Zhuang Qing closed her eyes and laughed too.

The little bastard spoke with a smile and full of seriousness, and every word touched his heartstrings.

The strange touch that overflowed his chest finally turned into strength in his arms, making Zhuang Qing hug his little friend Yan tightly.

Yan Xichen felt it, and also tightened his arms, tilted his head, and suddenly kissed the ear of his doctor Zhuang.

All the way down, gently pecking and kissing the side of Zhuang Qing's neck.

Without a trace of distracting thoughts, pure love and gentleness make the heart beat faster.

The fingertips trembled suddenly, and Zhuang Qing's fair face was quickly stained with a thin layer of red, which was really pretty.

It is said that cold beauties are the most seductive when they are emotional.

Yan Xichen felt that this was extremely true. The beauty of his family Zhuang just blushed, which made him almost unable to control it.

If it's not the wrong place...

Surrounded by crowds, Zhuang Qing and the others embraced each other brazenly.

Intimate... Well, in short, these behaviors make someone behind him particularly blind.

Just when Yan Xichen went too far and kissed the corner of Zhuang Qing's lips, a reminding cough suddenly sounded behind them.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Hearing the sound, Zhuang Qing was stunned for a moment, and looked up in surprise at the person standing a few steps behind the child.

"Xi Fei, are you here too?"

Yan Xifei: "..."

Good guy, it really is a man in love, I didn't even see a light bulb as big as her.

Rolling her eyes silently, Yan Xifei put down her arms and walked towards them, "If I don't come, can this brat see you so punctually?"

If it wasn't for the fact that her own brother begged her once in a while, how could she put down her work and show up at the airport at this time.

Standing still in front of the two of them, Yan Xifei didn't give them a chance to speak, and directly pulled the two who were still hugging each other, and turned to her car, "Okay, I'll talk to you later, I'll take you to the hotel first .”

After finishing the words, he opened the rear door, pushed the two of them to sit on it, and then looked at Zhuang Qing, "Have a good night's rest, my parents should want to see you tomorrow."

Zhuang Qing glanced at her, nodded, "OK."

On the way to the hotel, the car was very quiet and no one spoke.

Seeing the person he wanted to see at this moment, Zhuang Qing's eager heart gradually stabilized.

Tilting his head, with the help of the streetlights outside, he carefully looked at Yan Xichen beside him.

It seems to be thinner and haggard.

In just a few days, the child must not feel well.

Obviously, these encounters, whether it is accusations or other things, should be borne by him.

He is a man who is a few years older than Yan Xichen.

But in the end, he was well protected by his own children.

How can he not be moved by such a lover who treats him wholeheartedly and puts him at the top of his heart?

Yan Xifei sent the two of them to the hotel under her family, opened the room for them and left.

Zhuang Qing held Yan Xichen's hand and got on the elevator under the curious eyes of others.

The moment the elevator door closed, Yan Xichen suddenly hugged his waist from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and asked with a low smile, "Doctor Zhuang, why did you keep staring at me in the car just now?"

"I haven't seen you for so long, you're not allowed to look?" Zhuang Qing curled his lips, and looked up at the blurred figure reflected on the elevator door.

Between the brows and eyes, there are smiles.

It was the tenderness that belonged to Yan Xichen and only bloomed for him alone.

"Look, just look."

Yan Xichen hooked his doctor Zhuang's waist, turned him around, smiled and put his slightly pouty lips in front of his eyes, and said with a teasing smile: "As long as Dr. Zhuang wants to, I can see it everywhere."

"Oh?"

Facing the child's black eyes with a smirk, Zhuang Qing raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth, and didn't wait for him to say anything.

The little bastard in front of him took the opportunity to attack quickly, teasing his lips and tongue, eagerly pestering him.

It seems that all the thoughts are all told at this moment.

Zhuang Qing closed his eyes and responded with concentration.

Fortunately, there was no one at this time, and the elevator arrived at the door of the room smoothly all the way.

Neither of them let go of each other, they kept entangled with each other, their breath was unstable, and they stumbled into the room.

The intense and lingering kiss took away all the fatigue from the two of them.

The kiss ends.

Zhuang Qing and Yan Xichen quietly lay down side by side on the bed, their two hands wearing bracelets engraved with the same pattern gently clasped together.

At this time, they didn't say anything tacitly, but quietly adjusted their slightly rapid breathing.

Looking at the dazzling lights above his head, he wondered if it was because he saw Yan Xichen, and when he relaxed, Zhuang Qing felt a little drowsy.

He didn't even know when the little bastard let go of him and got up to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Waking up in a daze, Zhuang Qing also took a bath casually, and when he came back, the little bastard pulled him into bed and hugged him from behind.

Yan Xichen didn't do anything, just kissed his ear, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

"Ah."

Zhuang Qing closed his eyes and responded.

With his head resting on the opponent's arm, the waist was hugged tightly, and the whole back was pressed against the little bastard's chest, which made him feel indescribably at ease.

Raising his hand subconsciously, Zhuang Qing stroked the arm around his waist, slid it between his fingers, interlocked his fingers, and then fell into a deep sleep.

The two had a good night's rest and got up early the next morning.

Zhuang Qing calculated the time when Yan's parents and mother would return home after morning exercise, and bought some fruits and gifts in advance to wait at Yan's house.

He is no stranger to Yan's living room.

Only this time, he appeared with a new identity.

During the waiting time, it is inevitable to be a little nervous and fidgety.

"It's okay, Doctor Zhuang, don't be nervous, I'm still here."

Yan Xichen took Zhuang Qing's tightly clenched hand, and bit by bit he pulled away his tight fingers, smiling to comfort him.

Yan Xifei who happened to go downstairs and heard this: "..."

How did her brat see the word "nervous" on Zhuang Qing's expressionless and indifferent face?

Simply amazing!

"Why are you still at home?"

Yan Xichen caught a glimpse of her sister who was going downstairs from the corner of her eye, and blurted out without thinking.

"Brat, yesterday you begged me to take you to see Zhuang Qing, but now that you've got a real person, you think I'm in the way?"

Yan Xifei walked over in cartoon pajamas and rolled her eyes angrily.

It has nothing to do with her image of an elite, cold and strong woman outside.

However, hearing his friend's words, Zhuang Qing's ears warmed up, and he silently withdrew his hand, not letting the little bastard hold it.

The heat in the palm disappeared, and Yan Xichen gave a displeased "tsk" and glared at his elder sister who was gloating.

Yan Xifei laughed even more happily, and said two words softly: "It deserves it."

Seeing the siblings bickering, Zhuang Qing slightly curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and his originally nervous mood eased a lot in an instant.

At this time, strict father and strict mother came back.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhuang Qing stood up and looked towards the door.

The moment they met the eyes of the two elders, there was an indescribable embarrassment that quietly circulated among the three of them.

After a silence, Zhuang Qing took the initiative to greet the two elders.

"Uncle Yan, Aunt Yan."

"Ah."

Yan Yiguo responded with a deep voice, looked away awkwardly, lowered his head and changed his shoes, pretending that he didn't exist.

Yan's mother didn't have much emotional fluctuations on her face, she glanced at the things Zhuang Qing was buying, and then at her own brat who silently protected Zhuang Qing.

After thinking about it, he said, "Zhuang Qing, come to the study with me, Auntie has something to tell you."

"Yes, Aunt."

Zhuang Qing nodded obediently, and just as she was about to walk over, the little bastard beside her grabbed her wrist.

"Mom, what can't be said in the living room, do you have to go to the study to talk alone?"

Yan Xichen had a smile on his face, and asked the question casually, but he held onto Zhuang Qing tightly.

The appearance of clearly protecting Zhuang Qing stunned the Yan family present.

Zhuang Qing patted Yan Xichen's arm helplessly, bent over to his ear, and whispered to him: "Little bastard, let go, let me go and talk to my aunt."

Yan Xichen pouted, but still didn't move.

"Brat, let me go."

Yan's mother was completely laughed at by her son's actions, and wanted to say something very much, but she was always gentle and rarely said harsh words.

After being depressed for a long time, I only said one sentence: "Can I still eat him?"

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71. Love at First Sight

"Good, be obedient."

Zhuang Qing also coaxed in a low voice.

"Oh."

Yan Xichen glanced at him, and reluctantly let go.

Straightening up, taking a deep breath, Zhuang Qing walked up to Yan's mother, and followed her upstairs to the study.

The soundproofing effect of the study was very good. The moment he closed the door, he couldn't hear the sound downstairs at all.

"Sit first."

In the study room, on the side by the window, there were two small sofas for one person. After Yan's mother sat down, she motioned Zhuang Qing to sit opposite her.

"Yes, Aunt."

Zhuang Qing nodded,