Bamboo horse has been deliberate for a long time

Chapter 63: Piggybacking Gifts
"I forgot to introduce you, my boyfriend, Sun Zhaoyu." Wei Yi still leaned on An Yuecheng's side, even when introducing Sun Zhaoyu, he didn't hold his hand.

Sun Zhaoyu's complexion became worse with the naked eye, and Wei Yi was so nervous that he couldn't notice it at all.

An Yuecheng glanced at him lightly, "I have admired your name for a long time."

Wei Yi and Sun Zhaoyu have been together for less than three months, and he is a student of another school, so far, this is the first time An Yuecheng has seen him.

I hate it, but I don't like it either.

How should I put it, it just feels like a small family.

"Yiyi mentions you every day, saying that you are the most beautiful and outstanding person in Dida." Sun Zhaoyu forced a smile, and squeezed out a compliment from between his teeth.

It may not be sincere, but there is a bit of yin and yang.

Wei Yi raised his head slightly, and said in a charming voice, "Of course, Cheng Zi is the most powerful person in my heart."

She didn't notice the hostility between Sun Zhaoyu's words at all, but she continued to follow the words, looking proud of An Yuecheng.

An Yuecheng glanced at the young man opposite, and as expected, the expression on his face was indescribable.

Wei Yi, who used to recognize green tea, white lotus and yin and yang in seconds, is somewhat dizzy in front of love.

An Yuecheng is the most powerful person in her heart...

The most powerful, none of them.

Naturally without him, Sun Zhaoyu.

Sun Zhaoyu clenched his fists, not knowing for a moment whether he had any status in Wei Yi's heart, and to what extent.

"I heard that Mr. Sun has already graduated and started a job?" An Yuecheng half-led Wei Yi into the restaurant, while changing the subject without a trace.

She didn't want to be the factor that affected their relationship.

When mentioning work, Sun Zhaoyu's spirit returned, and he lifted his chin lightly, quite self-confident, "I have no skills, I just work as an employee in a small company."

"Small company? You have to keep working hard. After working for a few years and gaining work experience, it's not bad to switch to a big factory." An Yuecheng raised his eyebrows lightly.

It doesn't look like he works in a small company.

I can't wait to write the words "I'm nb" on my face, just waiting for her to continue asking.

She was not happy to let Sun Zhaoyu get what he wanted.

Hearing this, the smile on the young man's lips was stuck in half, and he couldn't lift it up, and couldn't pull it down.

"Oh, Chengzi, don't be so demanding. Besides, Zhaoyu is already very good, and he is a programmer at Qihe Technology." Wei Yi shook her arm, coquettishly defending Sun Zhaoyu, defending his shortcomings.

Sure enough, hearing Wei Yi's admiring maintenance, he showed a bit of pride on his face, but he still pretended to be indifferent to fame and fortune: "I'm just a small employee, I just code."

This ratio is very deliberate and low-level.

I don't know why Wei Yi fell in love with him.

Forget it, I don't know the whole picture, so I won't comment.

But Qihe Technology seems to be a subsidiary of Qihe Group.I regret not bringing Qi Can with me a little bit, just a little bit.

An Yuecheng folded her windbreaker, "Let's go in and talk, it's cold now."

When seated, Wei Yi naturally sat next to her, and Sun Zhaoyu sat opposite.

"Traditional pan-fried pan-fried rice, four servings, let's have five servings? It's about the same, and order potstickers, side dishes and porridge..." Wei Yi is the one who made the proposal, and of course she is mainly responsible for ordering.

An Yuecheng wasn't picky about food, and would chime in a few words from time to time, keeping his eyes on Wei Yi and not looking at Sun Zhaoyu.

"Orange, try this bamboo shoot. It's hot and sour, super crispy, so delicious." Wei Yi held a piece of bamboo shoot for her with his serving chopsticks, "It's delicious in the world, it's amazing."

An Yuecheng chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed, "Mmm, it's really delicious."

Wei Yi: "Orange, this stuffing is delicious, shall we come over to eat together next time?"

"Okay, I like this smell too." She frowned.

The fried rice in Sun Zhaoyu's mouth became more and more unpleasant. Why did it feel like they were a couple, but he was a light bulb instead?

Just like the gifts that come with piggybacking, there is no difference between having or not.

"Wei Yi!" He couldn't hold back his words, and called her in a daze.

Hearing the sound, Wei Yi looked up, and asked him with concern: "What's the matter, Zhaoyu? Do you not like this taste? Then, should I order something else for you?"

She didn't feel neglected at all.

Even innocent looking.

Sun Zhaoyu took a sip of lemonade, "I have something to tell you."

"Then tell me." Wei Yi was calm and composed, and while speaking, she still didn't forget to take a bite of the fried rice, and the juice immediately spilled into the plate, and some of it trickled down the corner of her lips.

An Yuecheng handed over a tissue in time, Wei Yi wiped the corners of his mouth, and laughed a little, "Oranges are still good, but fried rice is really easy to eat, next time I should suggest to the store to prepare an apron That's good."

"By the way, Zhaoyu, what are you going to say?" She tilted her head and looked at Sun Zhaoyu.

Don't get angry.

Sun Zhaoyu felt that he was going to die of anger, to the point of dying in place!

"It's nothing, I just remembered that I still have a code that I haven't finished writing, and I have to go back early to fix it at noon, Yiyi, you have a good time." He forced a smile, got up and left.

Wei Yi was not even given a chance to stay.

"What the hell?" She muttered and complained, "It's obvious that he said he missed me, so he specially asked for an hour off to come over for dinner."

An Yuecheng ate another bamboo shoot and reminded intentionally or unintentionally, "Maybe you're jealous?"

"Jealous, whose jealousy? I'm not with other opposite sex—" Wei Yi's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at her in disbelief, "Isn't it?"

"It's hard to say." She spread her hands, "Although I don't understand either."

Wei Yi raised his forehead, a little speechless: "He still eats your jealousy? This is too immodest. I have only known him for a few months, and how long have I known you."

"Gaba." An Yuecheng took another bite of the bamboo shoot, "Ask around later, don't cause conflicts because of me, that would be bad."

"No, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary." Wei Yi waved his hand, simply didn't think about it, and buried his head in cooking.

An Yuecheng sighed, intending to make her happy: "I don't want to turn around and get picked up. It's rumored that I like girls, so how can I find a pretty face in the future?"

"Pfft." Wei Yi couldn't hold back his joy, "Thinking about the picture, it's quite beautiful, I dare not look at it."

She drank the porridge and continued to say vaguely: "Besides, I don't want to be blown off my head by Qi Can."

An Yuecheng smiled: "Don't be so talkative, Qi Can, don't care about him."

It was a pleasant meal, ignore the words of Sun Zhaoyu who has no eyesight.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for a while, and Wei Yi was rarely clingy, so after eating, he dragged her around the nearby shopping malls to vent his desire to buy before leaving.

It was nearly six o'clock when An Yuecheng returned to the family area of ​​the Emperor Family.

The house was empty and there was no one there.

Usually at this time, Qi Can would come to the house to sit with her for a while before going back to Yiyue Home.

(End of this chapter)