Chapter 101 My uncle is on a blind date

Zhou Yili is crazy.

At the celebration banquet that night, he accepted all the drinks and was even so arrogant as to look down on everyone present.

The slender finger bones knocked on the table nonchalantly, "Come on, pour me some water."

“…”

"Eh~" Sheng Que, who came over, couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

He walked straight to Shen Jixing and sat down, feeling that their relationship had grown significantly since the fairy tale.

"Is Zhou Yili crazy? Does he think this is his wedding banquet?"

Shen Jixing: "..."

He glanced at the unruly man.

Zhou Yili said that he was not good at coaxing people, so he went along with it and said a few words he liked to hear to prove it.

Who ever thought.

Maybe I coaxed her too much.

The slender man was holding a wine glass, his features were sharp and sexy when he looked up. He looked different when facing others, and he looked noble, dangerous, and difficult to approach.

Zhou Yili like this actually made him a little... nervous.

Shen Jixing's long, thin eyelashes moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was nervous about or resisting.

I always feel that the little lion is a little scary.

"Brother Shen, did you hear what I said?"

Sheng Que's voice pulled him back to his thoughts. Shen Jixing glanced sideways, "What did you say?"

Sheng Que howled in pain and rested his head on the table.

A sullen voice came from under the table, "You are wrong. My uncle doesn't like me at all."

"I wasn't his first choice either."

After a day of crying, Sheng felt like he had grown up.

Shen Jixing asked: "Why do you say that?"

He knew Fu Chen and could roughly guess what he was thinking.

Sheng Que lay on the table. He didn't dare to drink anymore. He just stared at the blue-purple fruit wine. "My uncle is on a blind date."

Shen Jixing paused for a moment.

The word blind date sounds like a fairy tale when put together with Fu Chen.

But it seems that it is not impossible.

"You are actually right, Brother Shen."

After knowing the answer, Sheng Que calmed down a lot, his eyes were misty, "Maybe my uncle is not angry with me, he may just want to get married..."

In his memory, Fu Chen's mind was full of work. Now that everything has settled down, it seems that he should try what it feels like to be in love.

Sheng felt that he should not stop him.

My uncle has always had a very hard life and has never thought about himself.

Because of his mother's kindness, he has to always take care of the disobedient little Sheng Que.

"My uncle wants to have his own family now."

Sheng Que murmured softly: "It's pretty good."

Shen Jixing didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he walked over Sheng Que who was lying on the table and said to the person behind him, "Sit down."

Sheng Que was stunned for a moment.

The chair beside him was pulled away, and someone sat down next to him in the cool breeze. He glanced sideways and met a pair of eyes as calm and cold as a pool.

"Uncle?!" Sheng Que's eyes widened.

They haven't seen each other for two days and one night since Fu Chen moved out early yesterday morning.

"What are you staring at me for?"

Fu Chen originally only responded faintly, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Sheng Que staring at him without blinking, his slightly round eyes moist.

It's hard to ignore.

Sheng Que rested his chin on the purple wine glass, "I miss you. We have never not seen each other for so long..."

Fu Chen: “…”

Two days and one night.

But it is true. Fu Chen will contact him no matter how busy he is.

Ask what mischief this little devil has done.

"How was your blind date?" Sheng Que leaned over and asked.

The slightly curly chestnut hair was fluffy and soft, and the delicate and pretty face was very close to him, with long eyelashes curled up in an arc, looking at him very sincerely.

"Not bad."

Fu Chen's answers were always cold and aloof.

"Oh." Sheng knew that he didn't like being asked about his private life. After all, it was a bit embarrassing to talk about these things, but his uncle had no obligation to take care of him for the rest of his life.

Sheng Que retracted his head and blinked slowly.

His tears seemed to be about to fall again.

At this time, someone reached out and rubbed his head. Sheng Que calmed down and was somewhat touched. "I didn't..."

He looked up and met a pair of sharp and disdainful eyes.

Zhou Yili withdrew his hand very coldly and looked down at him without any emotion.

"Get up and take your father's seat."

“…”

…

Sheng Que, cursing, held the glass of fruit wine in his hand and rolled up the lid as he went to the dark corner at the end of the long table.

When it's just a dark little thing.

He will never be happy again anyway :-(

Shen Jixing couldn't bear to see the cheerful boy become gloomy. He looked past Zhou Yili and towards Fu Chen, "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he could no longer see Fu Chen.

Zhou Yili leaned back to block the attack.

Shen Jixing leaned over to change his angle, and Zhou Yili continued to follow him to block.

Fu Chen calmly picked up the wine glass and said, "Next year, Fu's company plans to invest in an amusement park project. You two can be the big swingmen."

“…”

Fu Chen stood up, glanced at the person lying in the corner, and went to the balcony with a glass of wine.

Everyone around me has left.

Shen Jixing's eyes finally fell on Zhou Yili, "Drunk again?"

"No." Zhou Yili half-tilted his head and looked at him, "If you get too drunk, your memory will go black. I have to remember this time..."

Shen Jixing raised his eyes and looked at him coldly.

Zhou Yili leaned on his shoulder with a sullen laugh, his soft little lion ears pressed against him, "Let's go, the celebration party is boring, I don't want to come today."

Shen Jixing frowned slightly and his chin lightly touched the soft tip of the ear.

"Didn't you attend every celebration party in the past?"

Zhou Yili was just gambling at the time, so he could only rely on his understanding of his past and decide that he was most likely to participate.

"That was in the past."

Zhou Yili raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes half drunk, "I'm the only one at home, it doesn't matter whether I go back or not."

But now it's different.

Shen Jixing didn't say anything, his heart seemed to be gently hit. Now they were each other's home.

Zhou Yili suddenly smiled, and raised his luanful head slightly, almost touching Shen Jixing's earlobe.

"Are you secretly checking on me?"

“…”

Shen Jixing was silent for a moment, then he stood up, pulling his little lion's ear, and said, "Let's go."

Zhou Yili didn't expect him to leave the game at midfield.

Shen Jixing has always been serious and respectable, cold and soft-hearted. He always felt that this was not Shen Jixing's style.

However, Zhou Yili discovered that even though Shen Jixing suddenly left, no one showed any surprise.

"I have a habit that has never been made public, but is well known."

Zhou Yili looked at him with burning eyes.

He vaguely guessed it.

Until the door of the apartment opened, a thin grey blanket was draped over the sofa, the snacks he had prepared were scattered on the coffee table, and the piano outside the garden was streaming with starlight.

The breath of their lives came together.

Shen Jixing placed the silver sensor on Zhou Yili's pulse and said, "I never attend celebration banquets."