Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Chapter 77 He came to pick me up

Aunt Hua exclaimed when he got up: "It's so beautiful! Brother Qing, how did you draw this flower, it looks real!"

Wei Ziqing smiled, but didn't go back politely.

He has his own pride, if others paint, who can compare to Wei Ziqing's plum blossom?

Chun Zhi's eyes are beautiful, he didn't do any unnecessary cumbersome, the eye makeup is only painted on the end of the eyes, which adds a bit of coquettishness, it seems that the corners of the eyes are always red, a bit pitiful and cute.

The lips are a little plump, so I covered them with powder, and only applied a little bit, which is the most fashionable little mouth here.

Chunzhi became impatient after sitting for a long time, her arms and legs became restless and moved around.

"Brother Qing, is he alright?"

Then I heard Brother Qing straighten his waist, and a gentle voice came over.

"All right."

He saw a little beauty with a baby face, eyes full of spring, he opened his eyes timidly, staring at others dumbfounded.

Chun Zhi was a little uneasy: "Isn't it pretty?"

Only then did Aunt Hua come back to her senses, and came over to hold her husband's hand, with tears in her eyes for some reason.

"It's beautiful, my branch is the most beautiful, it's all my fault..."

Chun Zhi didn't understand why Ah Mu was crying, and felt uncomfortable, so she started flirting with Ah Mu.

From the corner of Wei Ziqing's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Awang's complex eyes, as if he was not very happy?When you look again, you regain your composure?Probably because of Awang's gloomy appearance, it is easy to be misunderstood when he is not joking. It should be his misreading.

Aunt Hua didn't know what she said to Chun Zhi, Chun Zhi laughed loudly, and rolled into his mother's arms, foolishly, all kinds of amorous feelings disappeared, Wei Ziqing raised his forehead, it's over, the most important thing he forgot...

Appearance can be done by him, but a person's inner temperament is not something that can be possessed. If you teach him from now on, I don't know how much it can be remedied.

He pulled Chun Zhi over and told him some etiquette in detail, Chun Zhi looked blank, obviously what he said was too complicated.

Aunt Hua was also a little embarrassed when she heard it: "I haven't taught this child since he was a child, and I'm afraid he won't be able to make it in a while..."

Wei Ziqing was also worried, so he could only take one step at a time.

Let’s start with standing and walking. Chunzhi loves to move. After standing by the wall, he can’t stand it anymore. It’s Awang who stands opposite him. Excited, the two stood together for half an hour...

And so on, in order to coax Chun Zhi to cooperate, the three of them worked all afternoon, and they were more tired than Chun Zhi himself. Although Chun Zhi was a bit stupid, after all, he didn't teach him aristocratic etiquette, but just made him restrain himself a little, so the result was not bad.

Although it will return to its original shape as soon as it is relaxed, but at least it can be installed for a while, which should be enough for that day.

In the evening, Aunt Hua insisted on keeping dinner, saying that if she didn't eat it, she would look down on their family, so that's the end of the story, so naturally she can only stay.

Aunt Hua asked Wei Ziqing's home address, and asked Awang to bring a message.

A Wang answered and left the courtyard, but Wei Ziqing felt a little uneasy. It wasn't that he discriminated against people's appearance, but that A Wang didn't seem to be a kind-hearted person, and he had a strange face. He always felt that Song...Song Tom will worry about him.

It's just that it's hard to express this kind of worry, so I can only sit and play with Chun Zhi absent-mindedly.

After a while, Ngawang came back, his face was normal, Wei Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, probably he was thinking too much.

Chun Zhi kept teasing him again, just when he was about to turn his head to talk to Chun Zhi, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a tall figure flashing into the doorway with slightly limping footsteps.

Wei Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, it was nothing but fright, and he felt a little guilty for no reason, and dared not meet his eyes.

Aunt Hua came out of the kitchen after wiping her hands, a little confused: "Awang, who is this?"

Before Awang could speak, Song Boming had already clasped his fists in salute: "I, Song Boming, are here to find Ziqing."

Aunt Hua turned her head to look at Wei Ziqing, seeing his awkward appearance, she suddenly realized.

"It's brother Qing's guy. It just so happens that the food is ready, let's sit down and have a meal together."

Aunt Hua has lived for so long, and she has served others well, so she is naturally a fine person. He immediately thought that Brother Qing was chasing after her, so he didn't mention it, and just asked people to sit down and eat.

I also sighed in my heart, I am still a young man, I can't get away from him for a while, and I am worried everywhere, it seems that Brother Qing and his husband-in-law have a very good relationship.

Song Boming hesitated, but still refused.

"My mother is at home by myself, so I won't bother you today, my wife will trouble you."

Seeing his sincerity, Aunt Hua couldn't stay any longer, so she smiled and said some polite words.

Wei Ziqing next to him was a little uncomfortable at first, but when he heard the word "wife", he suddenly raised his head and looked over in disbelief.

Who knew that people didn't look at him at all, they said they were close all the time, but they didn't look at him, didn't say a word to him, just got up and left?

Aunt Hua also noticed that Song Boming's legs and feet seemed to be inconvenient, so she hurriedly called Awang.

"Go and send this young man off."

Seeing that people didn't look at him at all, Wei Ziqing was inexplicably breathless, so he also turned his head away, hearing the silence in the courtyard, he thought he had left.

As soon as he looked up, he saw someone standing in front of him.

"I'll pick you up in half an hour."

Song Boming's tone was extraordinarily indifferent, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing, but his eyes fell on his face, as if there was warmth, making people unable to avoid it.

Wei Ziqing, who was always eloquent, also stuttered.

"No, no need, I'll go back by myself."

Song Boming frowned, and his tone was not good: "How do you come back so late?"

Aunt Hua next to her was afraid that the two of them would be awkward because of this, so she interrupted: "I will ask Awang to send Brother Qing later, so you can rest assured, Bo Ming."

Awang?Song Boming turned his head to look at the gloomy and thin man. He looked familiar, but he couldn't recall seeing him before, but it was definitely not a good scene. He followed him because of this man. How could he send Wei Ziqing off again? go back.

Wei Ziqing only felt that Song Boming was strange and seemed to care too much about him. Could it be because he felt that he was grateful for taking care of him last night?

Thinking of this, he felt that he understood, and his mind was calm.

"You don't have to thank me too much, that's what I should do, you go back quickly, Eminem is at home, I will go back after the party."

what thanksSong Boming actually didn't quite understand the preface and don't look for the afterword, but he understood that Wei Ziqing still refused him to pick it up.

What does this mean?Would you rather be given by another man than have him?It's really against him, he hasn't "settled accounts" with him for the day's affairs, and now he's starting to act like a monster again.

"You better be here when I come to pick you up."

After leaving this sentence with a slight threat, before Wei Ziqing could respond, Song Boming turned and left the yard.

Wei Ziqing was full of doubts, he didn't understand what happened to this person to become like this, he should ask clearly tonight, could it be because he didn't serve him porridge today?Angry?

That's not right... It's not like being angry, not to mention the way this man walks with wind, I guess it's okay to go to the kitchen by himself.

Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I will ask at night, and when I look up and see Aunt Hua is still standing by, she seems a little worried.

"Don't your family get angry because of this, Aunt Hua will feel bad."

Wei Ziqing hurriedly said a few words of relief, he knew that this matter had nothing to do with Aunt Hua, in the final analysis it was probably his fault.

"It's nothing, he is like that, I can smell the aroma of whatever you cook."

"Ouch! My ribs!"

Aunt Hua screamed and ran to the kitchen, presumably she forgot what was cooking in the pot.

Next to him, Chunzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Boming leave. He didn't know why, but he was a little afraid of Brother Qing's husband, who looked so scary... It's better to be Ngawang, who is not scary at all.

Turning his head to look at Awang with a gloomy face, Awang smiled when he saw him, and Chun Zhi returned a smirk, then suddenly remembered that Brother Qing's jokes were true, so he quickly covered his mouth for fear of being seen by Wei Ziqing.

Aunt Hua’s house sells pork, so all kinds of meat dishes are indispensable for dinner, deep-fried, braised, steamed, and so on.

Even Wei Ziqing couldn't help twitching his index finger. He didn't care about dinner, so he couldn't help eating a few more chopsticks of meat, eating meat and drinking soup, and stuffed his stomach full.

In fact, he also likes to eat meat, but it's just a habit developed in the building. To keep fit, he can't eat too much even during the day, let alone at night. After coming here, he has a bad stomach and has not had much appetite.

I don't know which beautiful muscle I touched today, it's rare to indulge myself once.

There was enthusiastic Aunt Hua and naive Chun Zhi at the table, and there was a lot of excitement. The guests had a great meal. Wei Ziqing just got up to help clean up, but Aunt Hua refused, and Song Boming came.

It was half an hour on time and showed up at the pork shop.

"Ah, Bo Ming is here, the young couple are very sticky, Brother Qing, hurry over."

Wei Ziqing was a little embarrassed to face Aunt Hua's kind joke.

"Then I'll go back, thank you aunt for the meal."

The two of them are just like a normal couple. The husband comes to pick up his wife and there is no problem in the eyes of outsiders.

But Wei Ziqing knew how abnormal it was, because Song Boming never interfered with his private affairs before.

Except for Song Mu, the two had almost no other communication. They can be said to be friends of gentlemen. Since Song Boming's uncharacteristic words in the morning, something has gone wrong. What happened?

Wei Ziqing was thinking about what happened carefully, and Song Boming was not in a good mood here.

Who is that family?Who is that Awang?A man with a family, eating alone at someone's house, but he still doesn't know the details of that family, did he know him in the past few days?

The two were silent all the way, and it was Wei Ziqing who spoke first.

"Thank you for picking me up today."

"Should be."

...You should be a big-headed ghost.

"What did you say?"

Wei Ziqing was embarrassed when he didn't expect to say it out loud.

"It's okay, it's okay, well, do you need help with something? Just say it."

"No."

……

There was silence between the two of them again. Although they wanted to ask a lot, their aura became very strange when they stood together. In the quiet street, the two of them walked slowly, and most of the time no one spoke.

"Is your leg okay?"

"never mind."

The healing power is so good?Yesterday it looked like he was still alive, but today he can go so far?

"Actually, it's fine for me to go back by myself. If I can't, Aunt Hua told someone to send me off." Wei Ziqing tried hard to find a topic, he couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, this person didn't answer at all, but said something else.

"Who is that Awang?"

Song Boming's tone remained steady, and he couldn't hear his emotions clearly. Wei Ziqing didn't know what he meant, but he answered honestly.

"Awang is Chun Zhi's fiancé, ah, Chun Zhi is Aunt Hua's child."

"Oh."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wei Ziqing felt that the air pressure around him suddenly became normal, and the pressure on his back became less.

Song Mu had already fallen asleep when he went back, so he didn't go to say hello again, the two of them simply washed up, and Wei Ziqing realized something was wrong when they returned to the house.

The bed on the ground is gone, and I ran to the bed, two pillows are lying side by side, what does this mean?

No matter how dull Wei Ziqing was, he vaguely knew it, and didn't go to the bed, but sat at the table and waited for someone to come in.

Sure enough, after Song Boming came in, he ran straight to the bed, and took off his coat on his own.

Wei Ziqing didn't stare at him, so he missed the unsteady hands and tightly pursed lips of the person next to the bed when he undressed, all of which reflected the nervousness that a person was holding back.

"Don't sleep?"

I don't know how long it took before Song Boming's voice sounded, especially clear in the quiet night.

Wei Ziqing sat alone in front of the table with his back straightened, without the slightest intention to come over. He turned his head when he heard the voice, only to find that Song Boming had been sitting on the edge of the bed watching him, and he hadn't gone to bed at all.

"Sleep, let me go first, I'll move the bed down." He said and got up and went to the bed.

Unexpectedly, Song Boming refused to let him go, he was tall and sitting in the center, Wei Ziqing couldn't get around him at all.

Song Boming stared at him, Wei Ziqing also looked back, neither of them would be outdone.

But even when he was sitting, Song Boming was not much lower than him, and Wei Ziqing was not able to overwhelm him even when he was standing.

"What do you mean?"

Wei Ziqing was rarely so close to Song Boming when he was sober, at least never after the fake marriage, and his questioning tone made Wei Ziqing very uncomfortable.

"what do you mean?"

It was silent again, and Wei Ziqing didn't want to ask any more, so he simply stretched out his hand and pushed him, motioning for him to give way.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand and couldn't take it back at all, but was grabbed by a handful.

"It's cold on the ground, just sleep here."

Wei Ziqing knew in his heart that if a man, a normal man, asked a man to sleep with him on the bed, he was not a pure man ignorant of the world, so he naturally understood that it was impossible to just sleep.

He already knew exactly what Song Boming meant. Although he didn't know why, it was really not in his plan to make a fake show, at least he was very resistant now.

He had been thinking about this question and avoiding it for a long time, but something happened unexpectedly, and when he was about to make a decision immediately, he suddenly became clear in his heart.

He hasn't made up his mind to live with this person yet, he loses his freedom, caresses his husband and raises his children, maybe it's because he doesn't love, maybe he's too cautious to trust others, Song Boming is a good person, but he's not his lover, and he can't feel the other person's love , which is not what he wants.

He drew his hand, but did not pull it out. Song Boming still stared at him stubbornly, his eyes full of puzzlement.

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