The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Wei Qinyu had been dealing with the old men all day long. When he returned home, he saw that he always sat cleverly at the piano while playing the piano while his teenager was away.

The man went upstairs, but he could not open the door. He Qing locked the door.

He saw the displeasure in his eyes, took the key directly, and opened the door in two or three times. There was no one in the room, and there was no crease in the sheets.

Wei Qinyu looked around, went straight to the cabinet, and opened the door. Sure enough, he saw the boy sitting on his knees and looked up with red eyes.

His face was full of tears, and he looked at the man in despair, "It's you, right..."

Knowing what he was talking about, the man stretched out his hand and hugged the man out. The young boy who was always soft was stiff as a rock at the moment, but he dared not resist.

Being placed on the side of the chair, He Qing's voice was hoarse, and he repeated it again, "It's you, right..."

Wei Qinyu unloaded the soft smile, still looking at the teenager with a blank expression as he first wanted to meet.

"Angry?" The bland tone, as if the matter was not worth mentioning at all.

He Qing shivered with tears, but still insisted that he looked up at him, "You said, as long as I paid off the debt, let me go."

"Yes." The man looked at the young man from the top and nodded. His slender hands touched him gently as before.

He touched it at once, which once made the teenager feel warm and sweet touch, but it was like ice water.

"I promised you that as long as you pay off, you will be free."

"But A Qing..." His voice was soft and soft, and it sounded a little soft, and it seemed as if there was no feeling of coldness. "I can't bear you, you are so soft, I am used to being with you."

The man’s lips were pressed against the juvenile ruddy lips, rubbing gently, "Isn’t it good to be at home like this? I’ll give you whatever you like, stay with me all the time, don’t you like me very much?" We just stayed like this, okay?"

The teenager stared blankly at the smiling man in front of him, "You...know?"

He knew he liked him.

he knows.

"Huh?" Wei Qinyu didn't know what the teenager was saying. When he saw that his tears were more severe, he gently extended his hand and wiped off for him.

"Okay, don't cry, be good."

His attitude is as it should be, and it seems to be tender and satisfied.

But the teenager who longed for the gentleness in front of him felt cold all over.

He gently asked, "Mr. Wei, don't you like me?"

If you like it, how can you be so trapped by him?

Didn't he say that he was his flower?

Didn’t he say that he really loved him?

"Like." Wei Qinyu smiled and kissed the forehead of the teenager. "Of course I like A Qing."

He Qing stared straight at him, but didn't see a little bit of love in the man's eyes.

For the first time, he clearly saw what the man was thinking.

Wei Qinyu does not need a lover. What he wants is a canary that is kept in a cage and can only sing for him.

Held by the man, he laid it gently on the bed, accepting everything from him. He Qing squeezed the bed sheet tightly, biting his lip, and refused to make a sound.

The man on his body noticed this, and he shifted his attention from the fair skin to the young man's face, and pecked his lips with a light smile.

"A Qing, call it out, I like to listen to you."

Yeah, that's how I like it.

It's like he likes the lark and likes its singing.

Tears slipped down his white cheeks and fell onto the bed under him, quickly absorbed by the bed sheet, leaving no trace.

He Qing glanced, no matter how the man tossed himself, he never shouted again.

There was a violent force in his heart. The more Wei Qinyu liked his voice, the more he would not let this person hear it.

The man looked at the stubborn teenager and was not fussy. "It doesn't matter, your body is enough."

In the end, when He Qing was so muddled and sobbed with tears in his face, he finally let him go, but pressed on the young boy's fair and smooth body, Wei Qinyu couldn't help but kiss for a while before looking up.

"Don't be angry. What gift do you want? I'll buy it for you."

Although he had never raised a pet before He Qing, Wei Qinyu lives in this circle and certainly knows how to please the people below him.

He forgot, however, that He Qing wasn't just a small pet who just rushed in with just a little money. He didn't respond when he heard this.

Wei Qinyu was not annoyed to see him not speaking. Anyway, as long as he got this body, he stood up full-faced. Yu Guang glanced at the sun-drenched flowers on the balcony. The man crouched down with interest. Only after leaving the teenager's room.

After he left, the boy on the bed stayed for a while, and then he cried out. He bit the corner and did not let his crying overflow, and the tears wet the quilt, and it was messy.

There is nothing more desperate than this.

He wants equal love, but the person he likes just treats him as a toy.

Like it, just keep it.

Keep it in your own cabinet, and don't allow others to see it or allow others to touch it.

Toys are fun, how can anyone be willing to spend a lifetime with toys.

This love is over before it has begun.

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The teenager's face was getting worse and worse. He was normal in eating and sleeping, but his face was getting paler, and even his usual rosy lips were a little bit less colored.

Wei Qinyu realized this and asked the doctor to come to see that he was physically weak and needed a good rest. Looking at the teenager with his slender wrist obediently, he had to ask the doctor to prescribe medicine.

He Qing has been very obedient since that day. It seems that when he first came back to Wei's house, the only difference was that there was no fear at that time on his face.

The kitchen cooked the medicine and Wei Qinyu asked him to drink it. He picked it up and drank it bit by bit. The medicine was very bitter, but he seemed to have not felt it.

He has lost a lot of weight these past few days. The meat brought back from the Wei family seems to have fallen clean. His small face has a pointed chin. Wei Qinyu, who is holding his waist every day, can detect that even his waist is thin. Too.

This started after the two of them talked that day. He knew that He Qing wanted freedom and was protesting in this way.

But he didn't want to let go.

I have been lonely for so long, only the person in front of me likes him best. If I let it go, where would he find such a canary to keep?

"A Qing, what gift do you want?"

After he finished the medicine, the man hugged him and sat on the sofa, asking him gently.

He Qing followed his intent, leaning his head on the man's shoulder. He asked him, his eyes moved, and he looked out at the trees outside, and saw the two birds beating joyfully above him, and made a smile.

"Give me a bird, and suddenly I want to raise birds."

Wei Qinyu was stroking the hand on his cheek, and responded, "Okay."

In the afternoon, someone brought a parrot, and the colorful parrot jumped around in the cage. When he saw that he was handed over to another person, he blinked green bean eyes and shouted, "Hello!"

The teenager was looking at it. Hearing this sound, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a slight smile. He carefully held the cage and turned his head to look at the sullen man who smiled because he smiled. "Thank you Mr. Wei ."

He Qing took the parrot back to the room, and Wei Qinyu stood there, still thinking of the smile.

Something light, but attracted all his attention.

He just remembered that He Qing hadn’t laughed for a long time. Since he found that his songs were blocked by Wei Qinyu, the teenager didn’t run out every day. The piano lesson of the festival will come back.

Sitting in the room with flowers, waiting in a daze waiting for the man to return.

But the smile that bloomed when Wei Qinyu came back was gone.

Wei Qinyu felt that he still liked He Qingxiao.

But he didn't want to let people out, so he thought of a new way to give gifts.

The daily gift went into the teenager's room like running water. He Qing received it every time, but the favorite was the potted flower and the parrot.

His body became worse and worse, and his face became more and more white. Finally, when Wei Qinyu pressed him to do something wrong, the teenager coughed a few times and coughed up blood. The man realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Can't find it? How could it not be found? He coughed up blood!"

He Qing was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor, listening to the men in the room getting angry.

He lowered his eyes and sat in a hug posture. After he felt the empty air, he realized that his flower pot had fallen at home.

Chinese medicine and Western medicine can't find out what disease He Qing has.

He still coughed up blood every day. Although there were very few, the bright red blood stains in the eyes of men made him start to panic.

The man no longer pressed the teenager to do what he didn’t like. He held He Qing and fell asleep together. At night, the teenager closed his eyes and lightly breathed. Wei Qinyu propped himself up to watch his pale face in the moonlight. Finally compromised.

"Hello and goodbye……"

The teenager lost a lot of weight and wore clothes that fit well in the past, but was empty, and swelled up when the wind blew.

He was standing on the balcony, teasing the parrot and teaching him to speak.

The colorful parrots with beautiful colors also followed, "Hello, goodbye..."

He Qing smiled happily when he heard its voice.

Wei Qinyu got up, came to the boy, and reached out to tease the parrot. "Why do you only teach him these two sentences?"

There was still a pale smile on He Qing's face, and he answered after hearing the man's question. "I taught something else."

He said that he didn't go to see the man again, but turned his head to look at the parrot, his pale lips opened slightly, opened his mouth, and said softly, "I like you."

Wei Qinyu was holding his hands in amusement, and his heart seemed to be swept away by something, stiffened.

He stared blankly at the teenager, but saw that he didn't look at himself at all.

The parrot in the cage learned, "I like you, I like you..."

"Mr. Wei, I'm going to class."

The teenager's voice slipped past him, and Wei Qinyu was still standing, maintaining his original posture.

At that moment, he even hoped that He Qing told me that I like you.

For the first time, a man who thought he would not be tempted noticed that there was something wrong in his heart.

He began to think about what he really wanted.

【Ding! Wei Qinyu's favor: 80】

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He Qing went to school, and his courses were very easy. Recently, especially, the piano lessons that were not many have become two lessons.

He knew that Wei Qinyu greeted the school, and the man told him that he wanted him to take good care of his body and rest at home.

But that is not his home.

The teenager sat by the piano and pressed it tentatively.

When Yu Rong pushed the door and walked in, he saw the young man's thin back sitting on the piano. He walked over, and the young man's face was confused, and the people popped up in a cheerful tone.

"A Qing, stop playing."

Yu Rong stopped him with some distress, "You've been wrong recently."

"Huh." He Qing responded lightly, and said softly, "Maybe it's because I'm falling in love."

"Fell out?"

Yu Rong was surprised for a moment, but he couldn't be happy when he looked like the boy had become a bone in just a few days.

"Have you confessed?"

"Almost." He Qing lowered his eyes and played the piano.

"Okay, okay, do you have any new songs recently, my cousin has a record company under her hand, she is Wei Qinyu's fiancee, she sings your song, it shouldn't matter, you give me something, I'll give it to me Cousin try it."

The piano sound stopped.

The teenager's hand still fell on the piano keys, and his brain was blank.

"Wei Qinyu's...fiancee?"