Fu Qiyue sighed, "But no one can persuade my cousin. I'm a thick-skinned person, and I can talk to him a few times on weekdays, but I don't have a good idea."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Yan, "You have such a good relationship, can you persuade my brother a little bit? Let him go home occasionally on weekends?"

Obviously he went to school in City A, and he could count on one hand the number of times Fu Rei went home in a year.

But these two parents are also hard-mouthed, and they can't say anything soft, and they are frozen until now.

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Fu Qiyue left not long after Fu Ci got the courier. He didn't have the same shyness as before, and he walked quickly. He even patted Fu Ci's arm with a face like a little adult.

Fu Ci shook his arms in disgust, and carefully placed the courier on the table of prayers, "Auntie said that this is a special egg that my grandmother bought. Let's get some nutrition at school."

He gently removed the layers of foam outside the courier, took out an egg and touched it lovingly, and muttered: "It takes a lot of work to wrap so many layers, and we obviously did it at school. You can buy anything."

Rao said this, but the corners of his mouth were very high, obviously not happy.

"Last time I went to my grandmother's house in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything good. Next time you are on vacation, will you take me there again? I'll buy some supplements for my grandmother, and the kennel of Wangcai can be repaired again, so I'm not afraid to go there again. Water splashed in."

Fu Ci rambled, prayed not to overdo it, looked at the faint happiness between his eyebrows, and said casually, "We can't finish so many eggs, why don't we bring some to your house."

"It's the weekend of tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yan saw the smile on Fu Ci's face froze. He pursed his lips and put the egg in his hand back into the foam box, "No need."

The brisk smile just now was not seen in his tone, and the whole person was rigid.

After Fu Ci finished speaking, he turned his head to leave, but was grabbed by Qi Yan.

"Fuci, I'm curious about what your home looks like? Do you have any photos on your phone?"

Qi Yan had only been to Fu Ci's hometown before, and slept there for a few nights, but Fu Ci had never mentioned it in City A, nor had he been there.

Fu Ci was not willing to let go of Qi Yan's hand, so he had to stand on the spot and replied, "No."

That kind of unpopular house, what is there to take pictures of.

Qiyan didn't see his discomfort, so he thoughtfully suggested: "Then you go home and take a picture for me this time? I want to know where you live when you come home from vacation."

After he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and shook Fuci's hand slightly.

Very inconspicuous coquettish.

But Fu Ci just took this set. In this case, he could no longer say anything to refuse, so he could only muffled: "There's nothing to see..."

Qi Yan heard the softening of his tone, and continued, "But I'm just curious. Besides, there are so many eggs in the bedroom.

Fu Ci glanced at the egg, and then at Qi Yan's earnest eyes, and gave a final resistance, "But I don't want to go back."

"Unless you come with me."

Qi Yan was stunned when he heard the words, but Fu Ci felt that his idea was great, "Yes, you go back with me, there are a lot of good things in my room, we will bring them all when the time comes."

Every holiday, when Qiyan comes home from vacation, he likes to walk around alone, and he likes to buy whatever gadgets he sees. There are also many art works or books, which Qiyan will definitely like.

Fu Ci resisted just now, and was full of excitement. He felt that as long as it was with Qi Yan, it was easy for people to accept it, and even going home became a pleasant thing.

Can pray for a while but did not answer.

With his current relationship with Fu Ci, and going home with the other party, is he just meeting his parents in disguise?

Fu Ci didn't notice Qi Yan's reaction, and was already planning when to go back. He even said that his bed was so big that it would not be a problem to sleep two people.

Apparently planning to sleep with him in front of his parents.

Seeing his big heart, Qi Yan twitched at the corners of his mouth, suddenly ignoring him.

The phone was turned off for a few hours, and didn't report it carefully to him. almost misunderstood him, and now still want to take him home...

Scumbag.

Fu Ci checked on his own for any interesting places around his house, and introduced it to Qi Yan while watching. His mouth was dry. At this time, Qi Yan glanced at him and handed him the rest of the A cup of milk tea that has never been drunk, and people poked a straw.

Fu Ci only felt that Qi Yan was very caring, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, he took a big gulp, and finally, almost sprayed it out, when he realized that he was facing the desk of Qi Yan. Abruptly held back.

In the end, was forced to drink it all.

"very sour……"

Fu Ci only felt that he was about to be taken out of his body by a sour soul.

Qi Yan looked at Fu Ci's face turning green, and his mood was miraculously better.

Sour is right, he was so sour before.

Fu Ci realized that Qi Yan was intentional, picked him up from his seat and pulled him into his arms, pinched his face, "framed me, right?"

Pray look away and say nothing.

Fu Ci looked at him for some reason, and coaxed: "What's the matter? And why buy such a sour drink, you are not allowed to drink it, it's really sour."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the cup that Prayers had drunk with with the other hand. The sweet taste diluted the sourness in his mouth, which made his frown relaxed. He wanted to take another sip, but Prayers refused to let him. Instead, he handed the glass of lemonade to Fuci, "This is yours."

"Yanyan, you've turned bad." Fu Ci sat on Qiyan's chair, took the man into his arms, and let Qiyan sit on his lap, "Or did I do something wrong again?"

Fu Ci began to reflect on himself very consciously, "I saw the message and pictures you sent me. There is nothing wrong with the painting. There are a few small details. I will tell you about it later."

When Qi Yan heard the words, he put his thoughts on his picture, and wanted to get off Fu Ci's lap, "What's the problem, tell me now."