At dinner, Zhan Weiyang only ate a little because he was in a bad mood. He is still in a bad mood, but his stomach is hungry and he is not willing to take care of his mood at all.

Zhan Weiyang left the bathroom, walked to the stairs, and slowly went downstairs feebly, wanting to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

There is still a lot of food in the refrigerator in the kitchen, but most of them are too cold to eat directly. Zhan Weiyang closed the refrigerator door, and went to the cabinets to find a bag of instant noodles, planning to make noodles for himself.

Zhan Weiyang was in a hurry to boil water with a kettle, and suddenly heard Pei Qing calling him: "Yangyang."

He turned around and saw Pei Qing standing at the kitchen door looking at him.

For some reason, Zhan Weiyang remembered what Zhan Pengcheng said just now. He thought that Zhan Pengcheng said that Pei Qian was a guest at home, and they needed to be polite, so he was at a loss for a moment and called nervously, "Brother Qing. "

Pei Qing glanced at the instant noodles he put next to the kettle and asked, "Hungry?"

Zhan Weiyang nodded.

Pei Qing said, "Stop instant noodles. I'll take you out to eat what you want to eat."

Zhan Weiyang said "Ah" in surprise. Seeing Pei Qing's eyes suddenly glowing, he asked in a low voice, "Is it alright?"

Pei Qing said, "Okay, let's go there secretly, don't let your father know."

Zhan Weiyang nodded excitedly when he heard the words, whether it was going out to eat with Pei Qian or not telling his father, it made him feel emotional.

He looked down at his pajamas, the style was ordinary pure cotton, so it wasn't impossible to wear it out, but it was a little thin.

Pei Qing asked him to wait, and then went back to his room to bring him a coat and put it on for him.

Zhan Weiyang smelled a familiar scent of laundry detergent. Pei Qing's coat was a little longer and bigger for him, but being able to wrap him in it made him feel happy, and the corners of his mouth suppressed. The incessant smile, the bad mood of the whole day is gone.

When he was about to go out, Pei Qian thought a lot more, worried that Zhan Pengcheng would be worried when he found out that Zhan Weiyang was gone, so he left a note on the coffee table in the living room, and then took Zhan Weiyang out.

Zhan Weiyang was wearing a pair of sneakers, and the soles of his feet slipped from time to time, but he still followed Pei Qing excitedly to the outside, left the community and walked a few hundred meters north all the way, into a lively street.

Pei Qing chose a restaurant that sold barbecue and crayfish, and sat at the table facing the street. He let Zhan Weiyang sit inside, and he went outside to help him block the wind at night.

The boss brought the menu over.

Pei Qian ordered a garlic crayfish and some barbecue, and finally asked the boss to bring a bottle of beer.

Zhan Weiyang was smart and happy, and he asked Pei Qing, "Can I drink beer?"

Pei Qing said, "You can't drink it, I'll drink it."

Zhan Weiyang asked, "Then when can I drink it?"

Pei Qing helped Zhan Weiyang take the chopsticks out of the wrapping paper and put them on the bowl, and replied, "Wait until you are eighteen years old."

Zhan Weiyang said, "I will be eighteen next year."

A waiter brought the beer first, lifted the bottle cap neatly, and put it on the table for them.

Pei Qing took a sip of the wine from the bottle, relieved the thirst in his throat, and said to Zhan Weiyang, "Yes, Yangyang is eighteen years old, so he can do a lot of things."

Zhan Weiyang looked at him: "what else can be done?"

Pei Qing held the wine bottle in one hand, the mouth of the bottle against his lips, before taking the second sip, he looked down at Zhan Weiyang and asked him, "What else do you want to do?"

Zhan Weiyang said in an uncertain tone, "Have sex?"

Pei Qing choked on his trachea with a sip of wine, hurriedly put down the wine bottle, covered his mouth with a tissue and coughed hard, he finally stopped, and said to Zhan Weiyang, "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhan Weiyang said "Oh" with a regretful tone.

Pei Qing thought for a while and said to him, "It's not a matter of age, even if you are eighteen years old, you can't have sex with anyone at will, you must meet the right person, and you must be able to treat her Be responsible, you know what I mean?"

Zhan Weiyang put both hands on the table, digging the nails of the other hand, glanced at Pei Qing and turned his eyes back to his hands, his ears slightly red and said, "I will be responsible."

Chapter 33

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, almost ten o'clock in the evening, and the street was still very lively, especially in this shop, there were many people eating late-night snacks, and several tables on the street were full of people.

According to the boss, when the weather is hot in summer, the stalls often have to be sold until three or four o'clock in the morning before closing.

The dishes that Pei Qing ordered were not delivered, and there was only a bottle of beer in front of him. He gently rubbed the wine bottle with his fingers, looked at Zhan Weiyang's red ears, and suddenly asked, "Do you know how to do it?"

The little redness in Zhan Weiyang's ears spread all over his face. He didn't look at Pei Qing again, but just turned his head to the table without warning, hit his forehead with a crisp sound, and then refused to look up. Obviously he knew that Chen Youyou had shown him some strange things, and when he first saw it, he was so frightened that he didn't recover for a long time.

Pei Qin was startled when he heard the sound of his forehead hitting the table, and quickly put his hand under his forehead to push him up, but Zhan Weiyang refused, so he buried his face in Pei Qin's palm and rubbed it left and right. rub.

"Okay." Pei Qing couldn't help laughing, "It's okay."

Only then did Zhan Weiyang peek at him, raised his head shyly, and sat with his neck shrunk in silence.

On the fingers that Pei Qing retracted, there was still the smooth touch of the skin on Zhan Weiyang's face, and he unconsciously rubbed his fingertips gently.

After waiting for a while, the waiter brought the crayfish they ordered.

Pei Qing said to Zhan Weiyang, "Are you hungry? Hurry up and eat."

Zhan Weiyang nodded, put on thin disposable gloves, reached for a crayfish, just picked it up and felt it was really hot, so he put it back quickly, but he didn't give up when he put it back, and grabbed a crayfish with his fingertips. Pick up the tongs and put it in your bowl.