The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

The two were loving, Yan Xizhi walked in without knocking on the door, and saw the young man shyly leave Feng Xinyang's arms, slightly raised his eyebrows gently, intimate tone: "A Qing, my name is takeaway ,What do you want to eat?"

He Qing waved his hands again and again: "Without Xi Zhi, we will go home immediately and we won't trouble you."

Going home... These two words played around on the tip of the tongue, and there was no haze on the beautiful man's face. "Walk after you eat. It's not bad anyway. I just want to discuss with Xinyang about his family. I can’t help much, but I can help a little."

Feng Xinyang frowned lightly, and the straight spine sitting was slightly stiff: "No, living in your house during this time ruined a lot of things for you. The bill was sent to me and I will make it up when I go back."

"Make up!" One of Yanxi's twin peach blossoms smiled brightly, but when she looked at her friend, she was full of threats: "Our brothers, don't we share all the good things together? Mine isn't yours."

Feng Xinyang's eyes sank.

The young man looked at him, and then looked at Yan Xizhi with a smiling face, obviously they were laughing, but he always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and when he couldn't figure it out, he heard the lover say: "A Qing, there is a kitchen underneath Ingredients, if you go to cook some food, you should be thanking me for taking me in these days."

Repaying these two words, the bite is extremely heavy, this time, it is replaced by Yan Xi's face is ugly.

"Okay." Although he always felt a little uneasy, the young doctor nodded obediently and waited for him to go out. The calm atmosphere that had just barely been maintained suddenly became violent.

Yan Xizhi leaned against the wall, looking at Feng Xinyang with a watchful eye, and suddenly sneered: "Why? Now what are you going to pretend to be love?"

"This time is my fault. I will compensate you. How about the land in Xinnan?"

"Xinyang." Yan Xizhi put away his smile: "The land in the north of the city, and the land I bought from Zhao He in Liucheng, I will give it to you. How about you give me A Qing?"

Feng Xinyang stopped talking.

"Look." Yan Xizhi shrugged: "You are not willing to let go, do you think I will let go?"

His pair of peach eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was aftertaste. "I really think that your vision is quite good this time. If you get it, it will be very cool. You can play this time longer. Zhao He has always liked this The money, when the time comes, you can have three people together..."

Feng Xinyang on the bed rushed up like a leopard, and his eyes flashed away quickly with Yan Xi’s eyes, punching against the wall with a heavy muffled noise. The beautiful man who escaped dangerously looked at his friend incredulously: "Crazy about you!"

"You don't want to drive that wild seed out!"

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【Ding! Feng Xinyang's favor: 79】

He Qing is choosing vegetables. He carefully selected the mushrooms that Feng Xinyang loves to eat. Hearing the hint of the small corner of the mouth, he said: [Yangyang cuteness can be ignored for now. The focus now should be on Xi Zhi. 】

[Host, friendly reminder, Yan Xizhi has some misunderstandings about feelings. 】

【It's ok. 】He Qing put the mushrooms one by one and put out a small smile, [That’s how it is. ] This will only hurt when you understand that you are wrong.

When Yanxi's heart came over with satisfaction, he happened to see the young smile that the young man was expecting, and suddenly he couldn't help but arouse a smile and strode forward, "A Qing, what are you laughing at?"

When the young man saw him, he was a little embarrassed to put down the mushrooms: "I just thought that Xinyang will eat more mushrooms every time he sees them." He said, looking at the man with slightly anticipated eyes, looking straight behind him: "What about Xinyang? ? Didn't he come down?"

Feng Xinyang again!

Yan Xi almost couldn't maintain the smile on his face. Why is there only Feng Xinyang in A Qing's eyes every time, he is so beautiful, such a beautiful person is here, can't A Qing see it?

But when he thought of the agreement he had just made with Feng Xinyang, he was bright again.

The smiling eyebrows are curved, and the man with all his charms gathers beside the youth, and he says cheerfully: "He is upstairs, A Qing, let me cook for you."

"No need, no use, this meal is thank you, how can you make it! These days Xinyang has troubled you a lot, let me do it." The youth smiled softly, soft tone, but like It was a sharp arrow that poked Yan Xizhi's heart.

He smiled stiffly, "It's okay, Xinyang is Xinyang, you are you."

The youth blushed, and he lowered his eyes shyly and kept moving: "I am Xinyang's boyfriend."

Yan Xizhi took a deep breath, "Then I'll go outside and tidy up the table."

As soon as he turned around, the man's face went dark, and he sat on the sofa with a sullen face all the way, although he didn't know why he was angry because of these little things! According to his previous logic, A Qing likes Feng Xinyang, it does not matter, anyway, when someone else will be in his bed sooner or later, but just now, listening to the young people bite a new Yang, that look, that tone -

Although persuading Feng Xinyang, A Qing never saw his own existence. He had to find a way to break this situation...

Thinking, the phone rang, Yan Xizhi saw the name above, his eyes lit up suddenly.

When Feng Xinyang came downstairs, although he tried his best to hide his face, he could still see that his face was not very good. He Qing put his meals away, and gave him a worried look, but thought he was unhappy because of his family affairs. , A bowl of mushroom soup came out.

Seeing favorite dishes, Xinyang should be happy.

After a few people sat down and saw the mushroom soup in front of him, Feng Xinyang's complexion looked better. Before he could warm up, Yan Xizhi said coolly, "The box is back. I let him come directly to my house."

The box, it is Zhao He among them, who is also involved in this so-called love game, why Yan Xizhi let him come, the motivation is self-evident.

"Bang!" Feng Xinyang suddenly dropped his chopsticks and looked at him angrily: "What do you mean, Yanxi?"

"What do you mean what I mean!" Yan Xizhi was not afraid at all, and slightly raised his chin, a gesture of "Laozi hanging fried heaven".

He Qing was drinking water and was trembling with fright. He looked at the two of them confusedly holding a cup. They didn’t understand why they quarreled because of this ‘box’

When the atmosphere was stiff, a bell sounded outside the door, and the young man quickly got up with the cup and walked to the door.

Seeing him go, Yan Xizhi's angry friend showed a cheap smile, "Reassure, well said, you don't agree, I will never take A Qing to bed."

Of course, he will not be sure whether Zhao He will bring A Qing to bed.

Feng Xinyang's teeth were bitten tightly, and he regretted it for the first time. Why did he know these fox friends!

The young doctor did not know the lover’s state of mind at the moment. He opened the door with curiosity and wanted to see the true face of Lu Shan, who made the two quarrel.

The door opened, and some handsome, handsome men stood outside. Hearing the door open, his lowered eyes lifted up, facing He Qing's eyes.

——Wow!

The cup fell to the ground, and the water was spilled all over the place, but the youth ignored it. A pair of warm eyes looked blankly at the man, his voice obscure and dumb: "Ahe..."

Zhao He's pupil narrowed sharply, and his gloomy face instantly became hatred. His eyes were like a snake, and the young man stunned in front of his eyes was cold and disgusted to the extreme: "He Qing."