So Zhan Weiyang wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed secretly, but as soon as he moved, Pei Qi grabbed his arm.

Pei Qing's voice was tired and indistinct, and he asked him, "Where are you going?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I can't sleep."

Pei Qing turned over and faced Zhan Weiyang's direction, "Don't go to the balcony if you can't sleep."

Zhan Weiyang asked him, "Why?"

Pei Qing said, "I will catch a cold."

Zhan Weiyang thought for a while and said, "Can you hold me to sleep?"

Since Zhan Weiyang asked Pei Qing if he liked him on Sunday afternoon, he has been sticking to Pei Qing so much.

Pei Qing didn't answer for a long time.

Zhan Weiyang thought that Pei Qing was asleep, so he reached out to touch his eyes, but before he touched it, he heard Pei Qing say, "No."

"Why?" Zhan Weiyang was extremely disappointed.

Pei Qing said, "You are almost an adult, and you are not a child."

Zhan Weiyang was lying on the bed, tilting his head and looking out the window.

After listening to him, Pei Qing stopped talking and asked, "Why can't you sleep?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I drank two cups of coffee at noon."

"Why two cups of coffee."

"Because I bought it for others, and others refused to drink it."

Pei Qian was probably sleepy, and his voice was a little vague: "Who is so bad? Yangyang refuses to drink the coffee he bought?"

Hearing what he said, Zhan Weiyang couldn't help but leaned close to him, lay down on his side very close to him, blinked his eyes and asked, "Do you want to drink? I'll give it to you next time. purchase."

They were so close that they could feel each other's breathing. Pei Qing couldn't help but step back, lay on his back on the pillow and said, "What do you want to drink, I'll buy it for you."

Zhan Weiyang put his face on Pei Qing's neck and said, "Drink Oreo Popo."

Pei Qing suddenly couldn't help but chuckle, he put his hands under his head, looked at the ceiling and repeated: "Oreopopo?"

Zhan Weiyang supported the upper body with one hand, raised his head, looked down at Pei Qian from above, and said, "It's really delicious, let's go drink together next time."

Pei Qing said, "Okay."

Zhan Weiyang watched Pei Qing for a while, then suddenly remembered the topic just now and said, "Why can't you hold me to sleep?"

Pei Qing asked him, "Will you let your brother hold you to sleep?"

Zhan Weiyang thought for a while and said, "Yes."

Pei Qing was a little surprised: "You will let Zhan Weiguang hold you to sleep?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I don't want Zhan Weiguang, I just want you, and you are my brother too."

Pei Qing looked at him silently for a while, and found that Zhan Weiyang didn't avoid his eyes at this time. Maybe the light was too dark, and he couldn't see many emotions clearly. He could only see a pair of bright eyes in the dark.

"My brother can't sleep with his seventeen-year-old brother in his arms." Pei Qing told him.

Zhan Weiyang lowered his head in an instant in despair, he turned and left in front of Pei Qing, lifted the quilt and planned to get out of bed.

Pei Qing grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I can't sleep, I want to see my flower pot."

Pei Qing was a little helpless. After being silent for a while, he opened his arms to him and said, "Come here, my brother will hold you to sleep."

Overjoyed, Zhan Weiyang plunged into Pei Qing's arms and hugged him tightly.

Chapter 29

Chen Youyou finally drank that cup of coffee that day, expressing that he forgave Zhan Weiyang.

And what makes Zhan Weiyang happy is that the system hasn't deducted his points for the past few days, and he hasn't even spoken to him for two nights.

Zhan Weiyang hopes that the system will forget him, and it is best not to think of him again.

However, for Zhan Weiyang, nothing compares to the happiness that Zhan Pengcheng brought him back from a business trip.

Zhan Pengcheng came back the day before the National Day. Zhan Weiyang had already eaten dinner that day, and just after returning upstairs, he heard a movement from downstairs. He stuck his head out of the window of his room to look. Zhan Pengcheng walked into the door on the first floor with a suitcase in his hand.

"Dad!" Zhan Weiyang couldn't help shouting, then turned around and ran outside, hurriedly passing the corridor, stepping on the stairs with his slippers and running all the way down, came to the living room, panting slightly, watching Zheng and grandma Zhan Pengcheng who spoke.

Zhan Pengcheng put the box at his feet, walked over and hugged Zhan Weiyang hard, patted his back with the palm of his hand, and called, "Son!"

Zhan Weiyang showed a happy smile.

Zhan Pengcheng quickly let go of him, turned around and continued to talk to his grandma. Zhan Weiyang stood by and listened for a while, and heard what he said was about business.

At this time, Pei Qing came down from the second floor, saw Zhan Pengcheng, and called, "Uncle, are you back?"

Zhan Pengcheng raised his head and greeted Pei Qing with a smile: "Pei Qing, I've worked hard for you to take care of the family this month when I'm away."

Pei Qing said, "It's not hard work, it's hard work when you work outside."

What else Zhan Pengcheng wanted to say, Aunt Luo came out of the kitchen with a bowl and walked towards the dining room. As she walked, she said, "Come and eat the noodles first, and then let's talk slowly after eating."

Zhan Pengcheng hurried back immediately after getting off the plane. Before he could have dinner, he just asked Aunt Luo to cook a bowl of noodles for him.

He went to the dining room to sit down and eat noodles, and the others didn't go back to the room, so they went to the dining room and sat down with him.

While eating, Zhan Pengcheng asked his grandma, "Mom, are you healthy?"

Grandma folded her arms in her sleeves and said, "Very well."

Zhan Pengcheng then asked Zhan Weiyang, "Is there an exam recently?"

Zhan Weiyang shook his head.

Zhan Pengcheng smiled. He looked up at Pei Qing and asked, "Did he go to self-study obediently?"

Pei Qing said, "Yes, I'm very good every day."

Zhan Pengcheng smiled and said, "don't help him hide it from me, I know he sometimes spreads his book on the table and doesn't read it seriously at all."