What's more, what's the point of holding hands even if two boys are close to each other on the street?

Fu Ci glanced at the back of his hand that was slapped red, a little aggrieved, "You said you listened to me today."

His words stopped Qi Yan's dodging movements, and Fu Ji also took the opportunity to grab his hand and stuff it into his coat pocket, and pinched it lightly at his fingertips as if showing off.

Qi Yan gritted his teeth, but still couldn't hold back his hand.

He did promise to pay.

There was no way for him to take a bath with Fu Ci in that situation. Anyway, after signing a series of unequal treaties, he let Fu Ci let him go.

That includes letting him hug and hold hands, but only today.

Fortunately, the place to eat is not far away, and Fu Ci also took it as soon as possible. Knowing that Qi Yan didn't like it, he let go of him in advance.

When the four of them arrived at the restaurant, the rest of the basketball club had already ordered dishes, and a few people could eat when they arrived.

Fu Ci prayed with scruples, did not go with Liu Liu and the others, and chose a table with fewer individuals.

Qi Yan raised his eyes to see Fu Ci dismantling the bowls and chopsticks beside him, obviously wanting to sit with him, and reminded: "I don't mind, you go play."

He knows most of the basketball club and doesn't feel uncomfortable.

Who knows Fu Ci is unmoved, "Don't go."

He is where the prayer is.

After he finished speaking, he took apart a wet towel and wiped his right hand for Qi Yan, "I was sweating just holding it, wipe it."

A second before Qi Yan was about to withdraw his hand, Fu Ci glanced at him as if he had expected it, causing him to stop immediately, and could only let Fu Ci serve him helplessly.

Fu Ci said while wiping: "These people will definitely have to drink later, and the six sons are countless. I don't know how much they have drunk with Song Yang. I have to stay awake and I will bring them back later."

He was reluctant to let Qi Yan carry the two drunks back.

Qiyan didn't expect this level to exist. Looking up, Liu Liu and Song Yang had indeed started drinking.

"The final exam is approaching, and the basketball club's activities will also stop for a while, and then the winter vacation. This time may be the last meal for everyone to get together this semester. I don't know how noisy it will be, but I have to watch it."

Praying and nodding, Fuci made sense.

Fu Ci felt that the resistance of the fingertips was much smaller, and the corners of his lips were raised, "We will quietly eat delicious food here. This restaurant tastes good, especially the boiled shrimp, which are very fresh."

As soon as the voice fell, the waiter served a plate of shrimp.

Fu Ci skillfully pulled a few into the bowl, adjusted the seasoning, and peeled the shrimp for Qi Yan.

Due to the previous contract, Qi Yan did not refuse, and when Fu Ci was handed to his mouth, he cooperated and opened his mouth to eat it.

Fu Ci looked at Qi Yan with bulging cheeks, like a small hamster being fed, his eyes were bent, his beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and he was indescribably cute.

He took out a tissue and wiped the sauce sticking to Qi Yan's lips, "Is it delicious?"

Qi Yan nodded, there was no one at this table, and most of them went to fight for wine, and this plate of shrimp almost went into his stomach.

But Fu Ci patronized and fed him, but he didn't eat much.

Qi Yan looked at the pile of food in his bowl, stretched out his hand and pushed it to Fu Ci, "Fu Ci, I'll go to the toilet, I'll be back later, you eat these, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Fu Ci was a little worried, "I'll go with you!"

But as soon as he sat up, he was pressed on the seat by Qi Yan, "I will be back soon, you are responsible for finishing these dishes, and I will check them later."

After Qi Yan left, Fu Ci put his eyes on these dishes, and was about to stretch out his chopsticks to pick them up, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

These dishes don't seem to be prepared by him for Qi Yan. Depending on the type, they seem to be his favorites.

There is also a plate behind the small bowl, which is full of white and tender shrimp, and is specially hidden behind the small bowl, as if he is afraid of being discovered by him.

When Fu Ci realized something, a big smile broke out from his mouth.

How can prayer be so cute?

"Brother Ci, why are you laughing so happily?" Song Yang and Liu Liu staggered over with a beer, and suddenly saw a plate of shrimp meat in front of Fu Ci, their eyes lit up, they picked up chopsticks and wanted to steal Point, can be stopped by Fu Ci's eyes and hands quickly.

"Can't you peel it yourself if you want to eat it?" Fu Ci gave them an irritated look and protected the shrimp, "This is a prayer for me to peel, you dare to move and climb back to the dormitory tonight!"

Liu Liu was happy when he heard it, "Brother Ci, you know how to blow, but I don't believe that prayers will peel you shrimp, are you drinking too much?"

Fu Ci has always been chasing Qi Yan, but they never saw that it was better for Qi Yan to take the initiative to deal with Ci.

Hearing his disbelief, Fu Ci showed the small plate of shrimp meat to show them, "Can I peel it so completely and beautifully? Look at the position of the shrimp line, how clean it is, and this arc, round and upright, a It looks like a prayer."

Liu Liu followed his line of sight and found that Fu Ci seemed to be talking nonsense on the surface, but in fact it was half true, the shrimp that Qi Yan peeled was really more beautiful than the average person.

They are even stacked neatly, like a platter.

Liu Liu couldn't help swallowing his saliva and wanted to say something when he saw Fu Ci pick up his chopsticks, ate one in front of them, and gave them a disgusting look, "You guys go drinking, don't get in the way, I'll pray later. Yan came back in his way."

This smug little expression made Liu Liu angry and went directly to another table to find someone to fight for the wine.

Song Yang didn't care, he sat down beside Fu Ci, glanced at Qiyan's seat, and suddenly said, "Do you know about Yu Xingze's withdrawal from the club?"

They all vaguely knew the purpose of Yu Xingze joining the basketball club. Some time ago, Fu Rei had an attitude that he would not care as long as he didn't provoke him, but recently he was obviously targeting Yu Xingze, and he directly forced people away.

"Is it because of prayer?"

Fu Ci chewed for a while. He didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at Song Yang, "I handed over his application for withdrawal from the club. Is there any problem?"