Chapter 71: Acting and being extravagant

At 3:30 in the morning, the Qin family villa had already become quiet, with only the chirping of insects in the yard.

In the bedroom on the third floor, the night light was dim and the room was in dead silence.

Qin Yanchuan's posture remained unchanged, still sitting in front of the chair.

The veins on his forehead twitched slightly, and the palm of his hand resting on his knees clenched silently, with the pulse clearly visible on the back of his taut hand.

In those deep amber eyes, the figure of Shi Yang lying on the bed was reflected. At this moment, she was looking at Qin Yanchuan, wanting to say something but feeling shy.

Her posture is as shy as a flower bud about to bloom, allowing herself to be ravaged by anyone.

Seeing that Qin Yanchuan didn't respond, Shi Yang pinched the corner of his clothes pretentiously and added shyly:

"Uncle Qin, you are a human being, and so am I. There is no such a coincidence in this world. We are made for each other."

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

"You... I came to you on my own initiative, but you ignored me. If that's the case, I'm going to go back."

Shi Yang said as he sat up from the bed, observing the man's reaction opposite him while preparing to run out.

Dead leg, run!

However, just as he took one step forward and his buttocks had not completely left the bed, Qin Yanchuan suddenly spoke: "Wait."

Shi Yang's body stiffened slightly, and he sat back on the bed. He slowly retracted the leg he had stepped out, and crossed his legs gracefully.

The next second, Qin Yanchuan stood up and walked slowly to Shi Yang. His tall figure enveloped the thin boy, emitting an invisible sense of oppression from the bottom of his heart.

He looked down at the person sitting on the edge of the bed until he felt uncomfortable with his gaze, then he casually said, "Want to run?"

Shi Yang pinched his fingers, shook his head like a rattle, and denied it flatly, "No, no..."

"Didn't you ask me not to pity this delicate flower of yours?"

Qin Yanchuan leaned down and stared at Shi Yang's face in the dim light. There was a hint of softness on his fair and handsome face.

The puppy eyes with slightly drooping corners, at this moment, it is not known whether it is nervous or shy, the eyelashes keep trembling, looking innocent and pitiful.

He watched Shi Yang raise her thin eyelids, glance at him quickly, and then lower her eyes again.

After a moment, the boy's lips moved, and his soft voice contained admiration and love: "Uncle Qin, you are so pretentious and domineering, I like it so much."

“…”

Qin Yanchuan couldn't stand it any longer, "Shut up."

Shi Yang closed his mouth in grievance, but his eyes were still talking. The light was reflected in his dark pupils, sparkling brightly, and he was looking at Qin Yanchuan eagerly.

Qin Yanchuan's facial lines were slightly tense, and his eyes were scrutinizing. "When did you come in?"

Shi Yang didn't say anything.

"Why are you hiding under the bed?"

Shi Yang still didn't say anything.

Qin Yanchuan was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and let out a short sigh from his throat, "You can talk."

Shi Yang curled up her toes and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"At night...at night, I sneaked in when you were not around."

"Purpose."

Shi Yang raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, then looked at the ceiling, and then looked at his toes which were working hard.

"Uncle Qin, don't look at me like a spy."

"Can I steal your confidential documents? It's just..." Shi Yang's ears turned red, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "I just wanted to take advantage of you while you were asleep."

As he was talking, he sighed with regret, "I fell asleep quickly when I lay down under the bed, and you found me when I woke up. I didn't gain any advantage."

Qin Yanchuan naturally did not believe Shi Yang's words.

After all, when he was asleep, he felt someone touching his face. He thought it was a dream, but it turned out to be real.

I don't know where else besides the face was touched.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Qin Yanchuan's face darkened slightly, with abnormal emotions surging in the depths of his eyes.

Shi Yang must have known that he had someone read him a bedtime story.

Shi Yang also noticed the change in Qin Yanchuan's expression. His heart suddenly froze and he quickly covered his mouth.

"Uncle Qin, don't worry. I won't tell anyone what happened tonight!" He raised his hand and swore, "Otherwise, I will never make a fortune in my life and will have to work from 9:00 to 6:00 a week for the rest of my life!"

Qin Yanchuan didn't say anything, but continued to stare at him solemnly, as if he wanted to kill him on the spot to silence him.

Shi Yang's ten toes clenched tighter, then relaxed after two seconds. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Qin Yanchuan's calf lightly, letting out a sigh.

"Uncle Qin, my heart is yours. I've sworn an oath. What else do you want from me?"

Shi Yang retracted his foot and boldly stepped on Qin Yanchuan's calf again, rubbing it gently and muttering softly: "I hate cold violence the most."

"Uncle Qin, please say something, Uncle Qin!"

Qin Yanchuan half closed his eyes and looked at Shi Yang's restless foot that was stepping on his calf.

Her skin was fair, her nails were neatly trimmed, her toes were slightly curled, and a slender ankle was exposed to the view, which could be firmly grasped in the palm of her hand.

Qin Yanchuan's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab Shi Yang's wrist, slowly leaning forward, and said with a sly smile, "You said, your heart is all mine?"

The man's face was enlarging in front of her, with great impact, so close that she could almost feel his warm breath.

Shi Yang's breathing stagnated slightly, and then he nodded heavily.

Qin Yanchuan's face showed no emotion, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

"Do you like me that much?"

Shi Yang continued to nod, his eyes sincere, "I like it. I like it so much."

Qin Yanchuan chuckled suddenly, obviously not believing it. He raised his other hand and pinched Shi Yang's jaw with a little force.

Shi Yang's face was pinched so much that it was deformed, and his mouth was slightly pouting, like a goldfish.

Qin Yanchuan concentrated his attention and looked at it carefully for a moment. He asked slowly and calmly, "How do you prove it?"

"How can it be so bright..."

Because his face was pinched, Shi Yang's pronunciation was unclear. Then he raised his hand and grabbed his collar and pulled it down, revealing half of his shoulder, and blinked shyly.

"I've already told you all about it. I'm embarrassed to go into more details."

Qin Yanchuan's gaze fell on that shoulder. The shoulder was round, the collarbone was beautiful, and the skin was delicate, emitting a moist luster under the light.

It's both naughty and extravagant.