Chapter 62: Deliberately, seducing him

Qin Yanchuan watched the whole process and enjoyed it very much. Now it was his turn to be commented on by Director Shi.

"As for Uncle Qin..."

Shi Yang met Qin Yanchuan's calm gaze, thought intently for a moment, and then clapped his hands suddenly.

"Uncle Qin's acting was so great, 100 points! It has to be 100 points!"

There was a moment of silence.

The veins on Qin Qi's forehead jumped, and the corners of Qin Ye'an's mouth twitched slightly.

The sycophants have started again.

Only Master Qin remained calm and composed, not surprised by the favor or humiliation, and without any pride or complacency.

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle Qin, I have to praise you very much."

Shi Yang sat down, picked up the water cup and drank a sip of water to moisten his throat, then began to analyze and comment one by one:

"Just the scenes where you sit and read the magazines are simply divine."

"The movements and the look in his eyes were so pure and steady, he was completely immersed in the role. It was wonderful, so wonderful. You must be crazy to be able to act like this!"

"Hey, how can the two of them compare to you? It turns out that the older you are, the wiser you are!"

“…”

Qin Zhuo held Yuzi in his arms, said nothing, and left the living room.

Qin Ye looked up at the sky, then down at the ground, and then cleared his throat. "Uncle, Xiao Tong is scolding you, but I believe he didn't mean it."

After saying that, he stood up, glanced at Shi Yang with a smile, and left behind Qin Zhu as if nothing had happened.

"No, that's not what I meant. Qin Yelan, don't talk nonsense!"

Qin Yanchuan lowered his head, closed his eyes, rubbed his temples with his fingertips lightly, and didn't want to speak for the time being.

Shi Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong, and while Qin Yanchuan was not paying attention, he immediately turned around and tiptoed towards the stairs, holding his breath.

"Yangyang."

A familiar voice came from behind, and two overlapping words seemed to have been repeatedly ground and rolled out from between the man's lips and teeth.

As intimate as the whispers between lovers.

Shi Yang only felt his heart trembling and a current running through his spine.

He stopped stiffly, turned around slowly, and pursed his lips shyly.

"Uncle Qin, is there anything else? I need to go back to my room to study."

Qin Yanchuan raised his hand and gently stroked Xiao Hei's head, watching the boy opposite him leisurely, capturing his subtle expressions.

"I gave you a massage yesterday. Did you feel good?"

When Shi Yang heard this, he immediately felt that it was all over. Qin Yanchuan, the vengeful old man, was going to settle the score with him.

"Comfortable, very comfortable..."

"Uncle Qin, you know that you hold an extremely high position in my heart. I really didn't send you there on purpose!"

Shi Yang was almost ready to raise his hand and swear to the sky.

Qin Yanchuan sat up slightly, took off the small black snake that was wrapped around his neck, and placed it on his wrist.

"Really?"

Shi Yang's gaze moved downwards following Qin Yanchuan's movements, watching the little black snake slowly move and coil around the man's slightly protruding wrist again. The small black head rested on the back of the man's hand with distinct blue veins, hissing and spitting out its tongue.

Shi Yang's Adam's apple rolled nervously and he nodded heavily.

Qin Yanchuan suddenly stood up, walked over slowly, and stopped in front of Shi Yang. He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the boy who was much shorter than him, and his thick eyelashes that were trembling in a small arc.

Seeing that Xiao Hei was only a few centimeters away from him, Shi Yang subconsciously stepped back.

Suddenly, a large palm pressed on his shoulder, slowly tightening its force, stopping him from retreating.

At the same time, Qin Yanchuan's voice fell in his ears: "Come to my room tonight."

ah?

Shi Yang raised his head subconsciously and looked at the man's face so close to him with suspicion, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

"Tonight, come to my room."

Qin Yanchuan repeated it patiently.

Shi Yang understood everything clearly this time and immediately felt embarrassed.

"Ah... isn't this too bad? I'm not mentally prepared yet."

Qin Yanchuan watched quietly.

Shi Yang didn't dare to look him in the eye. She lowered her head shyly, pinching her fingers in confusion. In the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Qin Yanchuan's face shyly, wanting to say something but feeling shy.

"Uncle Qin, you are such a fool. How could you do this?" Shi Yang said in a reproachful tone and raised his hand to hit Qin Yanchuan's chest hard.

"What if...what if Brother Qin Zhuo and Brother Ye Yan find out?"

“…”

Qin Yanchuan's jawline kept tightening, showing restraint and forbearance.

My chest aches.

"What should I do..." He repeated Shi Yang's words softly, as if he was thinking.

After a moment, Qin Yanchuan leaned over slightly and whispered to Shi Yang's ear, "Then keep it a secret from them."

Having said that, he turned and left.

Shi Yang:?

He watched Qin Yanchuan's back as he left, scratching his hair in annoyance. The old guy had quite a few tricks up his sleeve.

—

Time passed quickly and it was already ten o'clock in the evening. The Qin family villa had already become quiet.

Shi Yang lay at the head of the bed like a salted fish, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. He was hesitant for a long time and didn't get out of bed.

Until the phone beeped and received a new WeChat message.

Qin Yanchuan sent me just two short words: [Come up]

Shi Yang's hands trembled and the phone almost hit his face. He typed the next line of words tremblingly.

The 190-year-old pure-hearted boss who has been rejected many times: [Don’t worry, I’ll come right away! ]

Shi Yang sat up in shock from his dying illness, and this time he finally got out of bed. He scratched his messy hair, feeling really upset.

The third floor was even quieter, with only the sensor lights in the corridor lighting up and then going out with Shi Yang's footsteps.

Shi Yang stopped in front of Qin Yanchuan's bedroom door, walked back and forth twice, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Uncle Qin, open the door. I'm here."

After waiting for a while, the closed door was finally opened from the inside.

Qin Yanchuan was still wearing the same casual outfit he wore during the day, with his hair blowing casually in front of his forehead, looking a bit casual and lazy.

Shi Yang had already taken a shower and changed into long-sleeved pajamas with countless cartoon pig head patterns printed on the fabric.

It looks very much like its owner and can be eaten.

Shi Yang looked around cautiously, then moved closer and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, they didn't see me."

"Come in." Qin Yanchuan said, then turned and walked inside.

Shi Yang hesitated for a moment before stepping in and gently closing the door.

Turning around again, Qin Yanchuan walked to the bedside, suddenly raised his hand to the buttons of his shirt, and slowly unbuttoned them.

Shi Yang's pupils trembled suddenly, and then he raised his hands to cover his eyes.

However, the finger seams are still open.

A pair of wide eyes stared straight at the man opposite.

"Oh no, Uncle Qin, you...you are too sudden. This is really testing me."

Qin Yanchuan's hands did not stop moving. He had already unbuttoned a few buttons, leaving his shirt half open, revealing his firm and beautiful skin lines that rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

"I'll take a shower first, you sit for a while."

The last button was lightly opened by his fingertips, Qin Yanchuan took off his shirt, threw it on the bed, and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

Shi Yang stared at the man's back without blinking, his broad shoulders, his superior back muscles, his strong yet lean waist, and...his butt with just the right curve.

Not long after, Qin Yanchuan walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

Shi Yang stood there, staring at the closed bathroom door, puzzled.

This old man, why does he have to take off his clothes outside instead of in the bathroom?

Since you've taken off your shirt, why don't you take off your pants too? That's so awkward.

Also, why is it such a coincidence that she doesn't take a shower in the morning or in the evening, but just when he comes over?

Deliberately, to seduce him.