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"How's it going?" Asking Qin Yu to keep silent, Liu Yan thought it was the little girl who was shy, so she asked again.
Qin Yu was helpless, so she had to tell the truth: "He's quite handsome..."
"Hahaha." Liu Yan laughed. If nothing else, Yan Zhuo's appearance was indeed inherited from her.
The atmosphere suddenly became embarrassing, Liu Rou didn't realize it, and was still invading his partner. Yan Zhuo couldn't listen anymore, he stood up abruptly, patted Song Yan and said, "I'm going to the toilet, you accompany me. ."
"..."
Before Song Yan could speak, Liu Yan said angrily, "How old are you, you still go to the toilet together."
Yan Zhuo twitched the corners of his mouth and smirked, "I'm in a rush to urinate."
After that, he dragged Song Yan away.
When they got to the bathroom, Yan Zhuo pushed Song Yan into a small cubicle and locked the door.
Song Yan hugged him from behind, teasing softly in his ear: "What? What do you want in such a small space?"
Yan Zhuo turned around and grinned, "Fuck you!"
"Okay," Song Yan smiled and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.
"..." Yan Zhuo was speechless and clapped his hand, "Okay, let's get down to business."
Song Yan second seriously: "Well, you say."
Yan Zhuo stared at him for a long time: "Do you know what my mother means?"
"Ok."
"Yeah! You're still okay!" Yan Zhuo got angry, "You know you still stop me, why don't you let me tell us about our relationship."
"I know." Song Yan calmly brushed his hair, "Because I know what Auntie means, we can't be impulsive."
"Why?" Yan Zhuo couldn't understand.
"Because ideas cannot be changed in a day, and nothing can be done overnight, we need a long time."
Yan Zhuo couldn't understand what he said and didn't bother to understand, so he just shut up and ignored him.
Song Yan teased him: "Don't be angry, ah, brother."
Yan Zhuo glared at him: "This stalk can't go away, right?"
Song Yan sneered, leaned in and kissed his right cheek. The kiss moved to his mouth again.
Being caught between him and the door by Song Yan, the angle was still so dangerous that Yan Zhuo gradually became unsteady when he kissed him.
Song stretched his arms around him and dragged his body.
Yan Zhuo tilted his head and thought, "Kissing by the toilet, what kind of hobby are they both?"
Those who are really close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and the culprit is Song Yan. Yan Zhuo squeezed his younger brother as if in revenge, and hummed, "Stop being a hooligan."
"..." Who is the hooligan?
Song Yan was both sour and refreshing, and with a "uh" sounded, she bit his lip again.
When the molestation failed, he was cao, but Yan Zhuo pushed him but didn't push him away, then he half pushed and half followed.
After a while, Song Yan let go of him and wiped the water stain on his lips with his thumb.
Yan Zhuo didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he covered his lips in embarrassment and "coughed": "Let's go, go back."
Song Yan bit his lip again: "You go back first, I'll check out."
After Yan Zhuo returned to the dinner table, Liu Rou didn't continue the topic just now. She pushed the fresh lotus seed soup to Yan Zhuo and continued to feed her son with perseverance.
Yan Zhuo pursed his lips, and thanked him uncomfortably.
"What's wrong with your mouth?" Liu Yan asked suddenly.
"Ah? What's wrong." Yan Zhuo quickly stuck out his tongue and licked it.
"Broken." Qin Yu said in front of Liu Yan, "Are you angry? The weather is too hot and dry recently."
No one would know better than Yan Zhuo how this hole came about. He borrowed the donkey to get off the slope and followed Qin Yu's words: "Yes, it may be that I have been drinking too little recently."
But just now, obviously not, Liu Yan frowned in doubt, and looked at Yan Zhuo a few times curiously.
Yan Zhuo looked uncomfortable by her, and changed the question to ask, "Where are you staying for the night? Have you booked a hotel? If not—"
Afraid of bothering her, Liu Yan hurriedly said, "I've made an order. It's convenient to order online. You don't have to worry about that."
Yan Zhuo said, "I'll show you around that afternoon. It's nice to have a museum nearby."
"Eh, good."
There were many people in the restaurant at noon, and Song Yan waited in line for a while to settle the bill, so when he went back, the dinner was almost over, and after the meal, all three except Liu Yan had a bad meal.
After finally strolling until the afternoon, before dinner time, Liu Yan shouted that he was tired and insisted that the young people go to play, so he went back first.
"You guys go, I'm a little tired and want to go back to the hotel first."
Qin Yu was uncomfortable under her eyes, so she would say enthusiastically, "Okay, then go back quickly, don't be tired anymore."
"Okay," Liu Yan patted Song Yan, "Xiao Song send me off, this place is a bit winding, I'm afraid of getting lost."
If you get lost, you can take a taxi. Anyone with discernment can see her abacus. Yan Zhuo was upset and said directly, "I'll send it to you."
"Don't, you accompany the little girl." Liu Yan gave him an anxious look, a little bit of hatred that iron is not steel. Is it because her performance is not obvious, or is it because the son she raised has no tacit understanding with her at all.
Seeing that Yan Zhuo's brows were getting tighter and tighter, Song Yan was afraid that he would explode in a while, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll send it to Auntie, you have fun."
He said so, Yan Zhuo was instantly discouraged, and glanced at him shyly.
Yan Zhuo felt that Song Yan might have come to beat him.
As soon as Song Yan left, Yan Zhuo didn't want to hang out anymore, he quietly walked beside Qin Yu, half-dead.
Seeing him like that, Qin Yu joked, "You're so unwilling to play with me?"
Yan Zhuo: "No, I didn't think so."
"You and uh... Song Yan is uh... that kind of relationship."
"Well," Yan Zhuo didn't know how she figured it out, but since she knew that it happened to be a bad thing for him, she nodded without hesitation, "Yes! He is my boyfriend."