Chapter 25: Cute?

Mu Ning and Qin Qi stood together, talking as if no one was around.

"Brother Qin Zhuan, you just performed really well."

At this point, Mu Ning sighed softly, "Unlike me, I have absolutely no athletic skills and can't even shoot a basketball."

Qin Zhuo put down the mineral water in his hand and tightened the cap. "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Shi Yang stood by with his arms folded, watching the excitement, rolling his eyes and chirping in his heart, but he was no longer mute at this moment.

"Forget it. I'm timid and I'm always afraid that the basketball will hit me in the head."

"Um."

Shi Yang had seen enough of the excitement, so he suddenly strode up to the two of them and stuffed the freshly opened bread into Qin Qi's mouth without saying a word.

"Eat more, Brother Qin Zhuo."

Qin Zhuo didn't react in time and had already eaten the bread.

“…”

When Mu Ning saw Shi Yang, a look of surprise appeared on his fair face.

"Shi Yang, I didn't even notice when you came here. Didn't you say you couldn't come to watch the game?"

Shi Yangchong smiled at him, "Well... you just passed by me."

After saying that, Shi Yang raised his head slightly and looked at Qin Zhuo, and said unreasonably: "Qin Zhuo, give me a ride on your way home later."

Qin Qi's expression was quite confusing. He ate the flatbread without saying a word and then replied in a deep voice, "Looking for Qin Yelan."

"He gave me a ride this morning, now it's your turn."

"No……"

Qin Qi just opened his mouth and suddenly stopped.

Because Shi Yang suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth with his warm palm.

Shi Yang still raised his small face, looking at Qin Zhuo, who was much taller than him, and met the young man's dark eyes without dodging or avoiding.

He snorted twice and said something extremely willful and unreasonable: "No matter what, you are not allowed to refuse, you have to listen to me."

Qin Zhuo remained silent, his eyelids moved slowly, his thick dark eyelashes trembled slightly, and his warm breath fell on the back of Shi Yang's hand.

He looked at Shi Yang, the emotions in his eyes becoming increasingly darker, like a volcano that had been dormant for a long time, and no one knew when it would erupt.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."

Shi Yang spoke to himself and then let go of his hand.

This time it was Mu Ning's turn to stand aside and watch the excitement. He opened his mouth, but hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Qin Zhuo still didn't say anything, didn't agree, and didn't refuse. He turned around and walked towards the locker room of the venue with his long legs.

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Shi Yang finally got on Qin Qi's car.

Qin Zhao didn't drive a car today. Instead, he rode a black heavy motorcycle, which looked very cool and handsome.

The black body also appears silent, reserved and steady, which is very consistent with Qin Zhu's temperament.

He changed out of his basketball jersey and put on black trousers and a T-shirt, put on a black helmet, lifted his long legs, and sat on the motorcycle easily.

This scene attracted the attention of many students passing by.

Shi Yang looked at the motorcycle curiously, and then looked up and down at Qin Zhuo who was sitting on the motorcycle, "Where is my helmet?"

Qin Qi casually handed over another helmet.

Shi Yang looked at the helmet in front of him and fell into silence. It was pink, of course, but why did it have two cat ears on it?

He shook his head in confusion, "I didn't expect that..."

Qin Zhuo pursed his lips. This was a card that a female classmate had lent to him.

"If you don't wear it, don't sit on it."

"Dai dai dai."

Shi Yang didn't mind all this. He immediately took the helmet and put it on. He also leaned his head in front of Qin Zhuo, his puppy eyes slightly curved, and he smiled with faint vortices on both sides of his cheeks.

"How is it, cute?"

"Sit further away."

“…”

Instead of sitting further away, Shi Yang moved his butt closer.

Qin Quan didn't say anything else. He raised his hand to pull down the goggles in front of his helmet, bent down and started the car.

It was already painful enough for Shi Yang to ride Qin Yelan's sports car in the morning, but it was far inferior to Qin Qiu's motorcycle.

He drove very fast. The street scenes beside him flashed by. Shi Yang's ears were filled with the sound of the whistling wind. The cool autumn breeze blew into his clothes, making him so cold that his hair stood on end.

The key is not the cold, the key is the fear.

Shi Yang closed his eyes and subconsciously stretched out his hands to hug Qin Zhuo's waist tightly, and pressed his cheek against the young man's strong back, trembling.

This time I really didn't mean to take advantage of anyone.

Qin Zhuo's body stiffened slightly. He was wearing only a T-shirt on his upper body, so the touch was very obvious. He could vaguely feel Shi Yang's temperature and breath.

The person behind me yelled at the top of his lungs: "I'm not saying this, can you drive slower?"

Qin Zhuo's entire face was hidden in his helmet, and his expression could not be seen. He did not slow down, but only uttered two words: "Let go."

But the sound was not loud. It was drowned out by the whistling wind and the roar of the motorcycle as soon as it came out of his mouth.

Meanwhile, a black Miheba was stuck in rush hour traffic for several minutes.

As is normal during rush hour, Uncle Wang, who was driving the front seat, was neither anxious nor impatient. The same was true for Ye Yun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and Qin Yanchuan, who was sitting in the back seat.

At the end of the workday, Ye Yun didn't want to discuss work with his boss anymore and looked out the car window absentmindedly.

Soon, his sight was fixed on a black motorcycle pulling over, and his eyes narrowed slightly behind the lenses, showing some surprise.

"Master Qin, the people on that motorcycle seem to be Master Qin Zhuan and Master Shi."

Hearing this, Qin Yanchuan in the back seat followed the assistant's line of sight and saw the two people on the motorcycle at a glance.

His nephew was riding the bike in the front, and Shi Yang was sitting in the back, with his arms around his nephew's waist and his cheek against his nephew's back.

Act intimately.

Even with the helmet on, he was still recognizable.

In just two seconds, the black motorcycle carrying the people disappeared from Qin Yanchuan's sight.

Ye Yun was a typical person who enjoyed the excitement and sighed, "It seems that Master Shi's choice is Master Qin Zhuo."

Qin Zhu was afraid that he would suffer a lot for eight generations.

However, a while ago, Qin Qi was extremely disgusted with Shi Yang and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all. The change was quite fast.

Qin Yanchuan leaned back in his chair, crossed his fingers and placed them in front of his stomach, and only gave two words in reply: "Not necessarily."

Ye Yun agreed: "I think so too."

Qin Qi's vision is not that bad. Unless he is stupid, he would fall for someone like Shi Yang who is brainless, arrogant and obsessed with vanity.

It's just a little clown, he can only jump around for a few days.

When Mr. Qin has had enough of the hustle and bustle, he might just kick the person out of the Qin family.

It's just a matter of words.

As Ye Yun was thinking, his boss suddenly chatted in the back seat: "He has changed a little recently."

"What changes?"

A faint arc seemed to pass across Qin Yanchuan's lips. He did not continue to explain, but only said:

"You'll know when you see him."