You are really not the father of the child

After a few days, Ah Jiu sent Yan Qing a job offer letter, saying that another studio was recruiting newcomers.

Now that Yan Qing has a contract with Hengyue, it is definitely not as difficult to find a job as before. Even if he doesn't care about Ah Jiu's face, he can find some studios in the circle by himself.

He looked at the little flower that Ah Jiu had drawn on the charm of spreading the word, and the little fox secretly hid the words under the flower: "Don't live in that Geng's house anymore! He plotted against you!"

Yan Qing was carefully reading the contents of the transmission talisman, but after reading this sentence unexpectedly, his face flushed instantly, and he immediately threw the talisman on the table.

Conspiracy?

If I had to say it that way...in fact, it seems, maybe, probably the right word to use.

Yan Qing blushed even more.

Ah Jiu was so conflicted, perhaps because he was afraid that he would be deceived.

He hesitated for a while, and had no choice but to reply on the message talisman: "I already have a job choice, thank you. Pay attention to rest when filming, and I will bring you something delicious when you come back next time. Mr. Geng is a very nice person. ——A Hua”

He wrote the reply in a coaxing tone like a child, closed the notebook, got up slowly and walked outside the window sill.

More than half of it is piled up with Geng Yihuai-like flowers and plants, and the rest is a small piece of vegetation that Yan Qing moved over, which complement each other, and they are inseparable from each other.

On the big balcony, there is a path passing through the pile of grass and trees, starting from Yan Qing lying on his side facing the door of the balcony, and finally stopping in front of another door.

That's Geng Yihuai's master bedroom.

At this point, if nothing unexpected happens, Geng Yihuai has already gone to the company.Looking sideways, the window appeared to be open.Yan Qing didn't think too much, subconsciously walked along the path to Geng Yihuai's window.

The room is brightly lit, the beds are neat, and the desk is simple.

There is also a hanger beside the bed, and only a white shirt is hanging on the hanger.

There had been no snow for several days, a cold wind was hanging from the sky, and the balcony was covered by a greenhouse, leaving only the warm sunlight, which made Yan Qing's body warm.

After pollination, he was very sensitive to the temperature. The blush just now hadn't disappeared, but now it was even warmer, and his cheeks were hot.

This dress looks so familiar.

The first time I saw Geng Yihuai that day was this delicate white shirt.The buttons have a textured imitation wood texture, dark brown, and a frosted texture. It feels very real when you unbutton the clothes.

Yan Qing: "..."

He raised his hand, covered his blushing cheeks among the flowers, and confessed for the picture that suddenly popped up in his mind.

"——what are you looking at my window for?" A man's low voice suddenly came from behind, and the voice seemed to be covered with layers of floral fragrance, which made Yan Qing's mind shake.

He looked back at Geng Yihuai, and subconsciously blurted out the truth: "Look at the clothes..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yan Qing knew it was not good.

In Mr. Geng's spacious and bright master bedroom, the door of the closet was tightly closed, blocking all the clothes inside, except for the white shirt hanging by the bed. ,

Geng Yihuai showed a clear expression.

"Why do you...?" Yan Qing glanced at Geng Yihuai's direction.This person actually came from his own room?

"See if your door is open."

"Oh."

Yan Qing hurriedly shifted Realization from the white shirt, wanting to say something vague, but the man obviously didn't want to divert the topic.

"Do you like this dress?" Since Geng Yihuai finished mentioning the child's matter that day, there has been less alienation between Geng Yihuai and Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was so ashamed that his head swelled, carrying the scent of flowers all over the room, he nodded: "Mmm..."

Staring because you like clothes is better than staring because you think about the scene of taking off clothes that night, isn't it?

It seemed that Geng Yihuai didn't realize what kind of picture flashed through his mind just now.

He rolled his eyeballs, fearing that what he said would be wrong, he lowered his head and began to take care of the flowers and plants on the balcony.

Geng Yihuai stood there, looked at him with a smile for a while, then went into the room and took off his coat, and actually packed it together with Yan Qing.

Yan Qing used his weak monster power to nourish the aura of flowers and plants, looking at Geng Yihuai who was slightly bent from the corner of his vision. President Geng, who jumped a million times in 1 minute, is currently loosening the soil with a small shovel.

The man's bony fingers curled up slightly, and the fingertips were against the handle of the shovel, without any dust.He lowered his head, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to have any extra emotions.

Well, it didn't look like he thought about taking off the other person's clothes.

not worried.

——Facts have proved that Yan Qing's reassurance was too early.

The next day, when Yan Qing went to Hengyue to attend the meeting and returned home, Li Mushan, who was in the living room, handed the things to him: "Mr. gave it to you."

"Send me?" Yan Qing was startled, "What is this?"

It was a brown kraft paper bag with a brand name that Yan Qing didn't recognize printed on the front of the bag, and it was very textured in the hand.

He and Li Mushan had known for a long time that the blind date was just a misunderstanding, Li Mushan looked at him with a smile, and replied: "Sir, you can take it apart and have a look."

Yan Qing didn't think too much, he opened the bag and took out the contents.

It was a piece of clothing, a style of clothing that he could never forget.

That white shirt.

Different from the one hanging in Geng Yihuai's room, this one was obviously newly bought, with a label still hanging on it, but the price seemed to have been cut off.

Seeing the size on the label, Yan Qing blushed.

"How much is this...?" He just looked up and found that Li Mushan had left.

He had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and wanted to send Geng Yihuai a WeChat message.

Yan Qing's WeChat basically doesn't have a circle of friends, it's just used to connect with people.Geng Yihuai's WeChat is very consistent with his style, the profile picture is all white, and even the nickname is very simple - it is a word "um".

The last chat interface between the two was when Geng Yihuai asked him if he still wanted to eat seafood when he was off work. Yan Qing was worried that he would eat other people's food for nothing, so he refused. Geng Yihuai replied "yes" without asking for more.

He typed one by one: [Mr. Geng, send this clothes——]

Yan Qing deleted the words.What should he ask?Why did you send him the same dress but not his size?

He edited again: [Mr. Geng, how much is this dress?I still give it to you—]

Yan Qing deleted the words again.Since the other party cut off the price tag, they will definitely not tell him how much it is.He might as well ask Zhang Xun or Ah Jiu to buy a gift of the same value in return - he still doesn't know that he can't afford this dress now.

[Mr. Geng, this dress——]

The phone vibrated.

Hmm: 【Want to ask me about my clothes? 】

Yan Qing: "..."

He had been in the "typing" state for too long, and was directly caught by the expected Geng Yihuai in the chat box.

Hmm: [No need to pay, just throw it away if you give it to me. 】

Yan Qing: "!"

The person who sent the message changed his usual style of not talking much, and sent three more messages in the small WeChat window of the two.

Hmm: [The clothes are my size. 】

Hmm: [I have kept that one in my collection. 】

Hmm: [Take off this next time. 】

Yan Qing's whole body was red this time, the crimson spread from his neck to his cheeks, even those clear eyes seemed to be dyed crimson.

He subconsciously looked left and right, wondering if Geng Yihuai had left some monitoring circles around here, and he saw the content he just typed, deleted, and typed.

Unfortunately nothing was found.Mr. "Hmm" on WeChat seems to be so powerful, guessing the answer he wants to know out of thin air.

This man pretended to be ignorant of picking up flowers and plants yesterday!Fortunately, he is relieved!Unexpectedly, the other party didn't say a word. In fact, he had already seen what he was thinking when he looked at the clothes.

Hua: 【What undress...? 】

He decided to play dead.

After Yan Qing sent the message, he stuffed the phone into his pocket, turned around and went back to the house.

Halfway up the stairs, he suddenly found that his hands were empty, and hurried back to the living room to pick up the dress before returning to the room.

After returning to the room, the little flower demon's cheeks became hot when she saw the clothes, she stuffed the clothes into the closet, and closed the closet tightly.

He had been fighting alone for a long time, and suddenly there was someone standing beside him not too far away, and his heart was warm, but he was a little at a loss as to what to do.

He sat down and thought for a while, then took out the clothes from the closet again, fiddled with his mobile phone, took a picture of the labels of the clothes and sent them to Ah Jiu, who knew more about this, to ask for the price.

Just ask.Prepare this part of the money first. If you have something with Mr. Geng in the future... you can pay off the money.He also made an account book, roughly estimating the rent and other expenses, so that it can be used in the future.

Geng Yihuai is too good.

He is so good that he always feels that the other party will not fall headfirst on mediocre him.

……

Geng Yihuai hadn't set foot in the Yaozu Management Association's residence for a long time.

Although he guards the entrance of the cave and guards the world, he has never had any sense of belonging to the Yaozu.This is just the place where he was born, cold and desolate, heartless and ungrateful.

Elder Tian Qingque looked at him with a smile on his face, and said respectfully, "My lord, is your child's matter settled?"

Geng Yihuai glanced at him.

Elder Canglang coughed in embarrassment: "We have no other intentions. We are all very happy that your lord can have an heir..."

"I know what you are thinking." Geng Yihuai sat there with a cold expression, "Don't even think about it."

The faces of the elders present all changed.

Geng Yihuai lowered his eyes halfway, and didn't look anywhere, as if he was thinking about something.But there was no emotion in his dark blue eyes, which made people even more frightened.

"This child is your bloodline," Elder Canglang said with cold sweat on his forehead, "It's not an exaggeration for us to investigate. We only know that Tao Ning detected a weak demon core, but we don't know how much of your bloodline this child has inherited. ..."

Geng Yihuai got up directly.

At this moment, the demon power held by his side was swept away from the inside out without any restraint, and the real dragon Weiya poured down, directly pressing the elder Canglang out of half of his body.

He sneered: "If anyone disturbs him, I will kill him."

After the words fell, he took a step forward and wanted to leave without hesitation.

Elder Tian Qingque gritted his teeth, under such heavy pressure, he did not give up, and said tremblingly: "After all, this is a major event for the entire demon clan—"

"What's the big deal?"

An elder forced a smile on his face: "Naturally, the demon clan has a new real dragon..."

Geng Yihuai glanced at him calmly: "With the new blood of the real dragon, you can find an opportunity to cultivate it yourself, so you don't have to look at my face. Is this a big deal?"

The elder trembled all over, his face was pale, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

Geng Yihuai raised his eyes, glanced at the elders one by one, and said in a low voice, "It's because I have a bad temper recently, which made you all bold."

The echoes were still echoing in the vast Yaozu cave, but the elders of the Yaozu opened their eyes wide at the same time, and were forced to spit out a mouthful of blood by the remaining real dragon Weiya.

People have already left.

Geng Yihuai, full of hostility, did not go home, but went to the entrance of the cave.

Among the mountains, under a low valley, a dry well stood there seemingly useless. There were thousands of white and white charms floating on it that only the monster race could see, and there were hidden things suppressed underneath.

He raised his hand, as if to move a little farther away in the void, and opened the seal that he had strengthened himself a few days ago.

Only by fighting without any scruples can he push his murderous aura to the deepest part of his heart, and cover himself up with a rational and caring appearance.

But at the moment when Geng Yihuai was about to unleash his demonic power to unravel the suppression, he suddenly felt a faint demonic aura in the forest not far away.

A familiar faint evil spirit.

All over the sky killing intent stagnated at this moment.The Ancient True Dragon paused, and with a flash, appeared in the place where the evil spirit was.

The little flower demon stood under the big tree in the sky, holding four palm-sized mushrooms in her arms, and was bending over, planning to pick the fifth mushroom.

Hearing his sudden appearance, the young man turned his head subconsciously, and the mushrooms in his arms scattered to the ground due to fright.

The branch above his head popped up again in disobedience, shaking tremblingly, matching the tone of its master.

"Geng, Mr. Geng...how did you come out and appear here..."

Geng Yihuai was silent for a moment.

In the deep mountains and old forests, he suddenly stood behind the little guy... It seemed a little scary.

He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible: "Are you here?"

"Picking mushrooms..."

"?"

The little guy lowered his head, showing embarrassment: "...to make up for the child."