Chapter 141: So embarrassing

It was almost midnight when Shi Yang reluctantly threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Under Qin Yanchuan's gaze, he put on his coat and shoes.

"Then I'll leave first."

Mu Ning waved, "Yeah, see you tomorrow."

Shi Yang had a shaky head and put his hands in his pockets like an honest man, and followed Qin Yanchuan out slowly.

He was muttering something as he walked. I couldn't hear clearly, but it wasn't a good thing.

Qin Yanchuan stopped and looked back at Shi Yang who was lagging behind him. "What? You want me to carry you?"

"No, no."

Shi Yang chased after him in small steps, mumbling softly, "Oh no! I'm a pig farmer from the countryside. How dare I bother Mr. Qin with a piglet spirit that eats more than a pig?"

Qin Yanchuan sometimes really wanted to call the police.

When Shi Yang approached, Qin Yanchuan immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist, holding his hand and strode towards the elevator.

On the other side, Qin Yelan leaned against the wall, watching the two people leave with interest, and looked at Qin Zhuo with a smile, "Are we leaving too?"

Mu Ning interrupted quietly, "Brother Qin Zhuo, Brother Ye Lan, you should hurry up and leave as well."

Qin Zhuan hummed, without saying anything nonsense, and immediately ran out with his long legs.

"Mu Ning, I'm sorry to have scared you tonight."

Qin Yelan sighed with a sense of loss, patted Mu Ning's shoulder, and said comfortingly:

"But it's okay. This kind of situation will happen frequently in the future. You should adapt to it in advance, or call the police."

Mu Ning: “…”

Mu Ning: "Brother Yelan, you should go too."

Qin Yelan waved his hand elegantly and followed Qin Zhou out.

Day by day, life is a stage everywhere.

When Qin Qian chased after them, Qin Yanchuan and Shi Yang had already entered the elevator, and the numbers on the display screen gradually became smaller.

This is the 19th floor. The next trip won’t be that fast.

Qin Qi stood silently in front of the elevator waiting. The light from the corridor shone on the young man's stern profile, casting a shadow under his eyes.

Qin Yelan put his hands in his pockets, walked over slowly, and stood side by side with Qin Zhuo.

"Brother, I told you before, if you don't take the initiative, you won't even be able to smell the warmth of your farts."

Qin Qi glanced at Qin Yelan from the corner of his eye, and there was another silence. After the silence, he asked for the first time: "How do you take the initiative?"

"Why take the initiative..." Qin Yelan hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and said meaningfully: "Marriage first, love later, you know."

Qin Qi seemed to have heard it, and after a while he frowned slightly and said, "You are not old enough to get married."

The elevator arrived, and Qin Yelan walked in first, sighing helplessly, "I'm talking about engagement, not marriage contract."

Qin Qi followed him into the elevator and didn't say anything this time.

When the two brothers got downstairs, Qin Yanchuan had already left with Shi Yang, and they could still see the black Michael Kors outlet car gradually driving away from a distance.

Well, it can’t catch up with the heat this time.

There were not many cars late at night and the streets were very quiet.

Shi Yang sat listlessly in the passenger seat, his head tilted towards the window, and yawned tiredly.

Qin Yanchuan, who was driving next to him, glanced over and said, "This morning..."

Shi Yang immediately put his hands together and bowed devoutly to Qin Yanchuan several times, "Don't mention that, please."

Qin Yanchuan opened his mouth and closed it again, swallowed the next words back into his throat, and continued driving.

Shi Yang is sleepy now, but can't fall asleep, for fear that Qin Yanchuan will continue to bring up what happened in the morning.

The carriage fell into silence.

A few minutes later, Qin Yanchuan suddenly spoke again: "How long have the symptoms lasted?"

Shi Yang lifted his half-closed eyelids, huh?

Qin Yanchuan stared at the road ahead and calmly uttered two words: "Sleepwalking."

Sure enough, telling a lie requires countless lies to cover it up.

Shi Yang tried to stay calm, as if thinking, "Well... not for long, not very often, only once a few months."

Qin Yanchuan hummed and turned the steering wheel skillfully.

The carriage fell silent again.

Not knowing what he remembered, Qin Yanchuan tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his Adam's apple slid up and down, his expression dark, as if he was brewing something.

Shi Yang closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, and did not notice the abnormality of the person next to him.

Until the man's low, magnetic voice suddenly reached his ears again.

"Do you really..." The voice paused for a moment, then continued: "Do you have the habit of sleeping naked?"

Shi Yang: "..."

Shi Yang shyly raised her hands to cover her face and whispered, "Occasionally, not often."

As he spoke, he turned his face to the other side, leaving Qin Yanchuan with only a contrived back of his head with two tufts of hair twirling around.

"Uncle Qin, you are so mean. Why do you suddenly ask me such a question? It's so embarrassing!"

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

For the rest of the journey, Qin Yanchuan kept his mouth shut and didn't say another word.

He was afraid of a car accident where two people would die.

After Shi Yang finished speaking, he had lost all his strength and energy. He seemed to have been hollowed out from the inside out by the little goblin, and leaned weakly in the seat.

It only takes ten minutes to get from Mu Ning's apartment to Qin's house if there is no traffic jam late at night.

It was exactly twelve o'clock in the morning when the black Maybach stopped in the underground garage of the villa.

The two got out of the car and walked into the elevator one after the other.

Shi Yang wanted to press the second floor button, but before his finger touched the floor button, his wrist was held by Qin Yanchuan.

Qin Yanchuan stretched out his other hand and pressed the third floor.

The elevator door slowly closed and began to move upward.

Qin Yanchuan looked at Shi Yang's confused puppy eyes and took the initiative to explain: "Don't you like sleeping with others? Then sleep with me tonight."

Look at how ambiguous this statement is. He just slept with several people.

Shi Yang pinched his fingers and whispered: "If I really fall asleep, don't be unhappy again."

Although the sound was small, Qin Yanchuan still heard it.

But I remained indifferent and pretended I didn't hear it.

The elevator reached the third floor, and Shi Yang followed Qin Yanchuan into the bedroom. It wasn't their first time sleeping together, so he didn't mind.

Old man, don't let me take advantage of you again.

Shi Yang quickly took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, took off his coat and casually placed it on the bedside table, then crawled into the quilt, leaving only his head exposed.

This quilt was still new; he had torn holes in the old one when he was drunk and had taken it off in the morning.

Qin Yanchuan stood beside the bed and took off his coat.

Shi Yang then realized that he was wearing home clothes underneath and it looked like he was in a hurry when he went out.

"Uncle Qin, I never thought you were so eager to sleep with me."