sinovels Chapter 9
Chapter 9
It was full of people, Zhuang Qing was lucky, there was another table near the door that was empty.
After quickly browsing the menu, Zhuang Qing ordered a plate of special fried noodles in the store.
Not long after he sat down, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the laughter of several big boys gradually approached.
Slightly frowned, Zhuang Qing moved inside and sat against the wall, a little further away from the door.
At this time, the phone rang a few times, it was a message from Zhuang Ning.
Zhuang Ning: Brother, are you coming back tomorrow night?
Zhuang Qing: Yes.
Zhuang Ning: Then when do you go back?I want to be with you.
Zhuang Qing: I'm not sure, you go back first.
Zhuang Ning: Well then...
Zhuang Ning: By the way, brother, my mother asked me about you this morning, asking me if you have a boyfriend or something, but I didn't say anything, I didn't know anything.
Zhuang Qing: Yes, I see.
After replying, Zhuang Qing put down the phone, pursed his lips, and pressed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.
Just when he was restless, a very familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Doctor Zhuang, what a coincidence, can we share a table?"
Subconsciously raised his head, Yan Xichen's familiar smiling face came into view.
Behind the little boy, there are two older boys who are about his age.
"En." Zhuang Qing nodded slightly.
Receiving a response, Yan Xichen stepped forward with his long legs and sat directly outside Zhuang Qing, while the other two boys sat opposite.
Zhuang Qing didn't know anyone else, and the other two older boys didn't know who he was, and they didn't know how to strike up a conversation, so the atmosphere was awkward for a while.
At this time, the fried noodles ordered by Zhuang Qing happened to be brought over, imperceptibly relieving the atmosphere.
After receiving the fried noodles, Zhuang Qing thanked the waiter and started eating calmly.
Completely ignoring the other three people at the same table.
Yan Xichen turned slightly sideways, propped his chin with one hand, and watched his doctor Zhuang eat with a smile on his face.
So lovely.
Doctor Zhuang from his family is pleasing to the eye even when holding chopsticks, which is different from others.
Zhuang Qing didn't see Yan Xichen's expression, but the two boys sitting opposite could see it clearly.
The two of them looked at each other in surprise, and tacitly took out their mobile phones to send messages.
[Changing Monkey: Who is this man?Why does the boss feel very good when he sees him? ]
[Lovely boy: By the way, the last time the boss released us pigeons, it seemed that he was giving something to a veterinarian. Do you think it is the one in front of you? ]
[Cutting Monkey: It's possible, the boss is almost laughing, when did he treat us so nicely?There is definitely a problem! !How about we ask? ]
"Ahem, Boss, who is this?"
Sitting directly opposite Zhuang Qing, the cute-looking boy with a chubby round face asked curiously.
"This is my doctor Zhuang." Yan Xichen still focused on Zhuang Qing, and answered their questions with a smile.
These words seem to be answering them, but also seem to be deliberately speaking to Zhuang Qing.
However, Zhuang Qing didn't seem to be affected, and he ate the fried noodles on the plate by himself, with a focused and natural expression.
But then, he heard the little boy asking in his ear: "Doctor Zhuang, is your fried noodles delicious?"
The voice has a unique lazy, pleasant to hear.
"En." Zhuang Qing paused, then nodded slightly, "It's okay."
"Then..." With a smile on the corner of Yan Xichen's mouth, he suddenly approached, deliberately lowered his voice, and whispered in his ear: "Then do you like me..."
-Complete-
12. Be a Wolf Cub
Zhuang Qing paused, subconsciously looking at the little kid.
Seeing him look over, the smile in Yan Xichen's eyes grew stronger, and he added the second half of the sentence slowly, "Do you like the tomato egg noodles I made? Compared with this plate of fried noodles, which one do you like better?"
When the little boy said this, his black eyes, shining like stars, were filled with a gentle smile.
It looked a little spoiled.
Zhuang Qing raised his eyebrows.
Was he being teased?
The little boy's eyes told him that the pause just now was definitely on purpose.
Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Zhuang Qing leaned back with a relaxed expression, and smiled slightly, "I suddenly realized that your cooking is so-so, but this plate of fried noodles is more to my liking."
Although his doctor Zhuang's tone was calm, Yan Xichen still saw a little provocation in his posture.
"My doctor Zhuang, won't your conscience hurt when you say this?"
As soon as the smile in Yan Xichen's eyes subsided, his face was filled with aggrieved and pitiful.
"For you, no."
Zhuang Qing calmly glanced at a child pretending to be pitiful, unmoved.
The two of them talked to each other, acting like no one else was there, and the two big boys on the opposite side were stunned.
[Changing Monkey: Is this the boss we know?Suspect life.jpg]
[Lovely boy: Probably... Possessed by some strange person...]
The Yan Xichen they knew was calm and introverted, with a cold temperament, not a lot of harsh words, neither feminine nor masculine.
It's not the clingy person in front of me who is expressive, who will take the initiative to tease people, and who will pretend to be pitiful to win sympathy! ! !
"Uh, Boss, what should we call this Doctor Zhuang?" Another tall and thin boy who was as thin as a bamboo pole couldn't help interrupting them.
Zhuang Qing turned her head naturally, looked at the two big boys opposite, and smiled slightly, "Just call me Zhuang Qing."
Yan Xichen squinted his eyes to hide the taste in his eyes. Doctor Zhuang from his family was gentle and polite to the thin monkey and the others, why wasn't he not when they first met him?
He still remembered that the moment he saw Zhuang Qing at home, the man just glanced at him subconsciously, with no expression on his face, and only when he was talking to his elder sister would he show a faint smile.
Probably that kind of shallow smile, accompanied by the sudden throbbing of the heart, was deeply engraved in his mind.
"Brother Zhuang Qing." The two big boys shouted at him in unison.
"Well, hello." Zhuang Qing nodded, and looked at the time on the phone, "Eat slowly, I still have work, so I'm leaving first."
"Brother Zhuang Qing, go slowly." The two spoke in unison again.
Zhuang Qing smiled at them, turned sideways, looked at Yan Xichen who was sitting there motionless, restrained his smile, and reminded lightly, "Please make room."
"it is good."
Yan Xichen responded, but didn't get up, but leaned back and removed his long legs.
Only a narrow gap is left.
"..." Quietly looking at the distance between Yan Xichen and the table, Zhuang Qing calmly stood up, faced the little kid, and walked sideways.
However, seeing the little boy who was calm and looking at him with a smile, Zhuang Qing paused and stopped suddenly.
Standing in front of Yan Xichen, Zhuang Qing raised his hand, raised his chin with his index finger, and squeezed it lightly.
At the moment when she saw the happy smile on the little boy's face turned into surprise, Zhuang Qing smiled, with the kind of joy from the heart, "I am your sister's friend, not yours, so it's no big deal Little, I'm going to teach you a lesson for your sister."
The surprise on Yan Xichen's face faded away quickly, he grabbed Zhuang Qing's wrist suddenly, and in those black eyes, something seemed to be rolling rapidly.
Like a huge hidden black hole, people will be sucked in if they are not careful.
For no reason, Zhuang Qing felt that Yan Xichen like this was a bit dangerous, so he struggled quietly, but did not break away.
The little kid's hands are like iron tongs, it's hard to break free.
"..." Zhuang Qing frowned secretly, just as he wanted him to let go, he saw that the emotion in the little kid's eyes had been well hidden, replaced by a faintly excited smile.
Licking his lips, Yan Xichen looked at him firmly, with a smirk on his lips, and asked, "Doctor Zhuang, how are you going to teach me?"
Zhuang Qing staggered Yan Xichen's burning gaze, raised his other hand, knocked on his head, and said flatly: "We'll talk about it when the time comes, let go first."
"Ok."
Yan Xichen sighed regretfully, the strength in his hand was loosened, but not completely loosened, allowing the palm of his family doctor to slip from his hand.
The other party's seemingly inadvertent touch made Zhuang Qing subconsciously shake, quickly withdrew his hand, and hid it by his side.
Without staying any longer, Zhuang Qing walked out of the shop directly.
It wasn't until he walked a long way that his footsteps slowed down, and he looked down at the faint fingerprints on his wrist.
Thinking of the little kid's eyes just now, Zhuang Qing raised his eyebrows, it was clearly a little wolf cub hiding his wildness.
I don't know what kind of person will be able to restrain him in the future.
Food street, Wang's small shop.
After Zhuang Qing left, Yan Xichen and the others arrived one after another.
The thin monkeys all started to eat, only Yan Xichen, who was thinking for some reason, rubbed his chin, and returned to his usual indifferent expression when facing outsiders.
"Boss, what's the matter with you and that doctor Zhuang? I don't think he cares about you, and he seems to be older than us, right?"
With delicious food in front, the thin monkey became courageous and dared to say anything.
Another boy quickly gave him a hand, and changed his rhetoric, "Hey, boss, are you chasing brother Zhuang Qing? Why don't you just confess your love directly? It's not your style to keep silent."
Although they have never seen Yan Xichen chasing someone, they all feel that even if Yan Xichen chases someone, he is straightforward, not procrastinating, and directly expressing his love.
Or say very domineeringly, hey, man, you are very interesting, I have a crush on you, stay with me.
Or, just force kiss without saying anything.
It's not like now, secretly poking, teasing and probing, acting cute and pretending to be pitiful