Chapter 68: Peeping

Shi Yang lived in the Qin family for more than a month and came to a conclusion through his observations.

Qin Yanchuan's lover comes every Thursday night.

Yes, once a week.

The time is so short and the frequency is so low.

Qin Yanchuan, what should you do?

It was another Thursday, and Shi Yang suddenly had a bold and somewhat risqué idea.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the huge villa had become quiet and the servants had gone back to rest.

Shi Yang sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, eating melon seeds and playing Candy Crush for an entire hour.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Liang, still wearing a three-piece suit and vest, passed by the living room and paused for a moment, "Master Shi, why don't you go back and rest?"

"It's okay. I just like sitting here. Butler Liang, you go about your business."

Butler Liang deliberately glanced at the person on the sofa. He didn't know what trouble this little guy was going to make next.

He walked out through the living room and returned a few minutes later.

As expected, behind Butler Liang was a young man dressed up in fancy clothes, who was He Miaomiao who had been here last time.

As soon as He Miaomiao saw Shi Yang, her expression suddenly changed, and her entire body was in level ten defense mode.

He could not forget the last time he confronted this uncultured little bumpkin and nearly fainted from anger.

This time he came well prepared. He checked his phone every day to learn how to swear. He wrote down all the swear words in a notebook and could recite them by heart.

Just waiting for this opportunity to get back at him.

He Miaomiao held his head high and was eager to try. But before he could even open his mouth, Shi Yang on the other side suddenly smiled at him and said in a very friendly way:

"Little Duck Head is dressed up beautifully today. I wish you a pleasant evening. Don't waste time. Go ahead."

He Miaomiao:?

"No, what do you mean? What are you trying to do?"

"I am complimenting you, aren't I? What kind of fetish do you have? You have to let me scold you to feel good, right?"

"you……"

"Mr. He," Butler Liang, who was very professional, remained indifferent throughout the whole process and said politely, "This way, please."

He Miaomiao swallowed back all the harsh words that she knew by heart and almost suffocated herself to death.

He looked back every few steps and followed Butler Liang upstairs reluctantly.

Shi Yang looked around, then stood up and ran quickly into a corner where no one was paying attention, with a black cloak appearing in his hand.

He draped the cloak over his shoulders with ease.

The next second, his figure disappeared into the air and became transparent.

[The invisibility cloak has been used, effective for 60 minutes, countdown begins...]

Shi Yang ran to the mirror and looked at himself, but he really didn't see his own figure.

Tsk, it would be great if this good thing could be used unlimited times, then he could go and see good things every night.

Shi Yang was distracted for a while, but it did not affect his pace as he quickly ran upstairs.

When he ran to the third floor, he just happened to see Butler Liang and He Miaomiao who were walking in front of him. The two of them stopped in front of Qin Yanchuan's door.

The door was not completely closed but slightly ajar. Butler Liang raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Master Qin, someone has arrived."

Two seconds later, Qin Yanchuan's emotionless voice came from inside: "Come in."

Butler Liang then gently opened the door and said, "Mr. He, please come in."

He Miaomiao became nervous again at this moment. She tidied her clothes and hair and then walked into the room.

However, what he didn't know was that Shi Yang, who had just been talking to him downstairs, had entered the room before him.

Butler Liang closed the door gently, turned around and left.

Shi Yang is no longer cowardly and is tougher than ever.

He walked inside with great excitement.

Well, I don’t know what kind of 18+ movies I’ll see later.

Of course, Shi Yang felt that he had absolutely no bad taste, he was just curious, and he always felt that Qin Yanchuan had some secrets.

Why not take this opportunity to explore the mystery?

Well, let’s take a look at what kind of sparks this old man with unique taste can create with this weirdo He Miaomiao.

The picture of these two people together is simply unimaginable.

The bedroom was dimly lit, with only a dim night light on at the head of the bed.

Qin Yanchuan had obviously taken a shower and was wearing a long-sleeved home suit, with his black hair casually falling in front of his forehead.

He was leaning against the head of the bed in a somewhat casual posture, flipping through a book in his slender and well-proportioned hands.

Shi Yang walked closer, sat down on the edge of the bed, and leaned over to look at Qin Yanchuan from a close distance.

It's so strange. How can she be dressed so formally when having a date with her lover in the bedroom? There is no romance at all.

Last time I took off my shirt and went to take a shower in front of him.

The dim light reflected on the man's angular profile. His eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he was looking quietly at the book in his hands.

Shi Yang keenly noticed that at this moment, Qin Yanchuan seemed to be surrounded by a sense of loneliness and depression. The emotion between his eyebrows was softer than usual, but with a lingering gloomy aura.

It was different from his usual cold and pretentious demeanor.

Looking again, the book in Qin Yanchuan's hand turned out to be a colorful storybook with cartoon pictures, the kind for children.

Moreover, I don’t know how many years ago this storybook was written. The paper has obviously turned yellow, and it must have been turned many times. Some pages are already curled.

Shi Yangzi carefully observed Qin Yanchuan's expression and wondered in his heart, there is something wrong with this old man...

Before he could figure it out, He Miaomiao's timid voice with a bit of awe and respect came over: "Master Qin."

He Miaomiao stood obediently beside the bed and looked at the man on the bed cautiously.

That uneasy expression and tone, there is no trace of the arrogance he showed in front of Shi Yang.

Shi Yang moved closer, looked at Qin Yanchuan and then at He Miaomiao.

What? Does Qin Yanchuan have any special fetish in bed? Does he like to torture people?

Qin Yanchuan frowned imperceptibly, and suddenly a warm breath brushed across his cheek, disappearing in a flash.

Maybe it's an illusion.

Of course it was not an illusion, Shi Yang's enlarged face was right in front of him, staring at him with lustful eyes.

Qin Yanchuan looked away from the storybook and looked at He Miaomiao without any emotion, "Sit down."

He Miaomiao nodded and sat awkwardly on a chair beside the bed.

Shi Yang looked around with a confused heart.

Huh? So polite? It's only half an hour, do you still need to bring up the plot? No way?

Qin Yanchuan passed the storybook over and said, "Continue reading from last time."

"Okay, Master Qin."

He Miaomiao took it with both hands, and her cautious movements were as if she was holding an imperial edict.

Then, Shi Yang watched Qin Yanchuan lie down with his eyes wide open, then covered him with a quilt and placed his hands clasped in front of his abdomen.

Finally, he closed his eyes quietly.

Shi Yang:?