Ch14 - Heng heng ha hei

When the voice rang out, Chen You was hanging on Qin Feng's body with Qin Feng supporting his b.u.t.tocks, their posture intimate.

Qiao MingYue joked, "I never expected that Mr. Zhou is quite lively at his age."

Chen You was embarra.s.sed. He immediately slid down from Qin Feng. Something grazed his stomach, making him gasp in pain several times.

Qin Feng's leather belt was rubbed and pushed down a few inches by the young man. It was really amusing to watch him enduring the pain and his face turning red from wanting to swear.

"What's the rush?"

Chen You winked and arched his eyebrows at him. You say? r.e.t.a.r.d ah, are you stupid?!

The atmosphere was weird.

Qin Feng lifted his feet and went out as if nothing happened.

Qiao MingYue helped him straighten the collar of his s.h.i.+rt and turned to face the unresponsive Chen You, "Mr. Zhou, aren't you coming?"

Chen You promptly waved his hands, "No, no." Bro, I'd already been on the receiving end of your shadowless swordplay this morning, wait until my injuries are healed, we shall appoint a day to battle for several hundred rounds.

Qin Feng frowned. "You didn't eat at noon and not going to eat at night either?"

Chen You lied without blinking, "I want to lose weight."

Qin Feng looked at him disapprovingly, "Your entire body, only has that little bit of meat on the b.u.t.t, still want to lose?"

"..."

Chen You peeked at Qiao MingYue. Worthy of following Qin Feng for many years, he learned the essence to a very high level, the curvature of the corners of his mouth while putting on a fake smile was exactly the same.

Qiao MingYue said, "Er-ye, later let the kitchen save some food for Mr. Zhou, he can eat when he wishes to."

Chen You nodded like pounding garlic. Yes, just leave some for me, there's a microwave ah.

Looking at his simple-mindedness, Qin Feng turned around and left.

Chen You chased after Qin Feng's heel, "Give me the mobile phone!"

When the door shut, it almost kissed his nose.

Chen You was lying on the bed. Since his spiritual food was taken away by Qin Feng, the feeling of hunger made a comeback and he was paralyzed.

"444, can you turn the quilt into braised pork knuckle with soy sauce?"

"Ding, I don't have this skill at the moment."

"Negative review!"

Chen You turned over and clamped the quilt with his legs. This meal was not good. He wouldn't be foolish enough to rush and join in the excitement.

Lest he was sold without knowing it.

Downstairs, Qiao MingYue was serving tofu soup to Qin Feng, "Er-ye, be careful it's hot."

Qin Feng rested his hands on his abdomen and crossed his fingers, "Why are you back a day early?"

Qiao MingYue answered, "Everything went smoothly over there."　

In this man's heart, he and Zhou Yi belonged to the same category, both were bed partners. The only difference was that he came earlier than Zhou Yi. He was not the master in the Qin family and dared not overstep anything.

Qiao MingYue furrowed his brows. This morning, he still didn't think that Zhou Yi was a threat to him. But after the scene just now, he was becoming uncertain.

However he could not seek an answer from this man. He has to start somewhere else.

The table was very quiet, Qin Feng inexplicably felt something was missing, the food also tasted bad.

He ate a piece of tofu and frowned.

The several aunties who cooked the meal suddenly sported faces like the world was falling apart, afraid that those dishes would be poured out.

Qin Feng put down his chopsticks. "Uncle w.a.n.g, take some food to Zhou Yi."

Uncle w.a.n.g responded and looked at Qiao MingYue, he couldn't perceive anything. He personally carried the food upstairs, knocked and entered the room.

Chen You was lying on the bed, "Just leave it."

As soon as Uncle w.a.n.g left, Chen You rushed over and wolfed down the food and searched until the last vegetable leaf entered his stomach. He then continued to shrink into the blanket, feeling powerless.

Reunion after a brief parting is as sweet as a honeymoon. Tonight, next door of next door, the old man would definitely touch Qiao gongzi's small hands, touch his thighs, play high and play until the rooster crows.

"444,  I'm so bored."　

No computer, no TV, and his hard-earned mobile phone was also confiscated. It had been a miserable day.

Chen You rolled his face on the pillow.

The System's mechanical voice sounded, "Ding, Mr. Chen, would you like to order a song?"

"Yes yes yes!" Chen You sat up excitedly and said, "Come, play《Nunchucks》*, and make it loop 100x first."

*a song by Jay Chou.

Listening to his favorite song, he stood on the bed and energetically swung his pillow and sang, "Quickly use the Nunchucks, heng heng ha hei!"

Outside the door, Qin Feng's face was black.　　

He was almost 30 but behaved like a child.　　

At night, Qin Feng stayed with Qiao MingYue. The servants were thinking that the new was not as good as the old.

The newcomer might have to pack his things and leave.

。。。

The next day, young master Chen, who was banished into the cold palace, went downstairs and received many sympathetic and pitiful eyes.

His hair was disheveled and his beard was not shaved. In the eyes of others, he seemed haggard, dispirited and had abandoned himself to despair.

Qiao MingYue stood in front of the piano and had replaced his casual clothes with a white suit, looking like a prince.

"Mr. Zhou, did you sleep well last night?"

Chen You yawned, a lock of hair on his head stuck upwards, his spirit depressed, "Not so good."

Qiao MingYue raised his eyebrows. "Oh?"

Chen You slumped down on the sofa, "I dreamed all night."

Qiao MingYue chuckled, "Mr. Zhou can consider drinking a gla.s.s of milk before bed."

Chen You chuckled back at him, "I'll try it next time."

There was a melodious sound of a piano flowing, indeed worthy of a well-known pianist, listening to it let a person feel at ease, fully relaxed and floating in the sky.

Then you could have a good sleep.

Chen You yawned one after another. He looked over with moist eyes, Qiao MingYue's jade-like hands were uniform and slender, with smooth round fingertips which were partially pink. His nails were trimmed neatly and his fingers were flexible as though boneless.

On display, it was like an art piece that could be cut off and kept for collection.

Chen You tucked his hands in his pocket, no comparison no harm.

He wandered around the living room. After finding his target, he quickly found a deserted corner and kcha kcha trimmed his rough and uneven fingernails.

He thought about sneaking upstairs to apply some hand cream. The hardware gap was too big that he didn't have the courage to fight one-on-one anymore.

Uncle w.a.n.g came and went like a shadow, "Little Zhou, you..."

Chen You hid his hands behind his back and interrupted him, "Don't say it."

Uncle w.a.n.g tried again, "No, little Zhou, you're..."

Chen You interrupted him again, "I know, really, Uncle w.a.n.g, you don't have to say it." Qiao gongzi's hand is jade while mine is chicken feet, anyone with eyes can see it.

Uncle w.a.n.g spoke in one breath, "This nail clipper is for Sir to cut his toenails."

"..."

Zhou Yi squeezed out a smile, "It's fine."

Uncle w.a.n.g sighed, it looked like this child really liked Sir, such a pity.

After Uncle w.a.n.g left, Chen You sniffed his hand, en, it smelled like money.

No, it's still disgusting, let's wash it.

He went to the washroom and heard the conversation in the living room. Qin Feng was going to the horse ranch* with Qiao MingYue.

*ma chang - can also means racecourse (horse-racing) or stud-farm.

Chen You shook the water off his hands. His arms were outstretched like a Hopping Corpse (Chinese vampire), waiting for them to dry naturally. When he heard the two words 'ma chang', his mind was full of ma zhen*.

*ma zhen - making love / s*x on horseback.

Ai, island country's action movie* can murder people ah.

*euphemism for j.a.panese p.o.r.n movie.

Qin Feng's voice came from behind, "Let's go, we'll eat at the horse ranch."

Chen You's eyes widened, "I'm also going?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, "You can not go?"

Chen You said, "Then I'm not going." He grinned, "Er-ye, have fun with Qiao gongzi."

Qin Feng's facial contour was taut and his eyes turned gloomy and heavy. He left without saying a word.

His back emitted a baleful aura, awfully frightening.

Chen You was stunned, what's your problem, I don't go to disturb you two and you give me att.i.tude.

As soon as the car left the iron gate, Chen You went for a stroll in the garden. Life was good.

The come and go like a shadow Uncle w.a.n.g reappeared, "Little Zhou, Er-ye asked you to go to the horse ranch."

Chen You went to the door and found there was no car waiting, "Go on foot?"

Uncle w.a.n.g lightly coughed.

I'm done for. Chen You looked at his own two legs and resolutely asked Uncle w.a.n.g to make a phone call, "Er-ye, I was wrong."

The voice at the other end was apathetic, "Where is it wrong?"

Chen You went to one side and whispered, "Just now, my b.u.t.t and my head were in the wrong places, and now they've switched back."

A faint smile could be detected, "Really back?"

"Really, really, more real than gold."

"Wait there."

"Ay!"

Chen You stretched out his foot and kicked some stones. The wait was boring. He caught a small wild flower, broke off a piece, the one who wanted ma zhen today was absolutely not me, broke off another piece, was me...

"Not me..."

After discarding that piece, Chen You stared fiercely at the last petal in his hand, then he stuffed it in his mouth the next second. He smiled, "I knew it. It absolutely can't be me."

His face turned gloomy, absolutely not.