The husband, who had been slightly looking forward to his wife visiting him on set, immediately drooped his head.
Ugh, I'm not happy~
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 76 Little Thoughts
Wen Cheng's emotions were always displayed openly in front of Wen Qi, and she was becoming more and more adept at it. When she was happy, she was happy; when she was unhappy, her face clearly showed that she needed to be comforted!
However, Wen Cheng is not the willful type at heart. When facing Wen Qi, all he needs to do is say a few nice words, and Wen Cheng's tail will wag again, and very quickly at that!
"Chengcheng, don't stop eating!"
Wen Cheng hadn't expected Wen Qi's first words to be this, but she still happily munched on the ribs that Brother Qi had just put on her plate. Mmm, the sauce was savory, and they were all well-marinated—delicious!
"When you get back, move your things to my room." Wen Qi suddenly said this.
Snap,
Wen Cheng dropped the half-eaten rib into her bowl and stared at Wen Qi in disbelief. Although she had shamelessly tried to stay in Qi-ge's room before, Qi-ge had never suggested that she move her things into his room for convenience. Every time, she would get up and go to her own room to wash up. When she realized what he was thinking, Wen Cheng felt a little unhappy.
Wen Cheng was usually Qi Ge's domain, but this time Qi Ge actually made such a request.
Although she was a little shy, Wen Cheng was generally happy, and she was so happy that she wanted to hug Brother Qi.
"Really?!" Wen Cheng repeatedly confirmed, her excited expression like that of a child who had just received candy.
Wen Qi nodded with a smile in his eyes, giving all the tenderness in his life to the person in front of him. "Well, after all, we're lovers now, so we should take it a step further than our current cohabitation relationship."
"Sleeping in the same bed?" Wen Cheng blurted out, dumbfounded, before coughing violently as she noticed Wen Qi's gaze turning dangerous.
"Cough cough cough, no no no, I misspoke, it's a sexual relationship!" Hmm, that doesn't sound right either.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and pinched Wen Cheng's chin, then lifted it up, forcing Wen Cheng to meet Wen Qi's gaze. For the first time, he realized that Brother Qi's gaze was so intense, enveloping him like a dodder vine, then taking root and sprouting, growing into a fruit called desire.
At this moment, Wen Cheng forgot how to breathe. Her heart was in critical condition, and she could barely bear the weight of her feelings.
"Qi, brother?" Wen Cheng called out to her lover with the last vestiges of her sanity.
"Chengcheng, you're mine now, so sooner or later we'll get to the point you've been thinking about, you know that?" Wen Qi's voice was like a seductive whisper.
Wen Cheng's eyes couldn't help but moisten, the corners of his eyes glowing with a beautiful red. Just thinking about the possessiveness that Brother Qi was releasing made his whole body tremble, but it wasn't fear, but rather a sense of bewilderment about the unknown, yet he was secretly looking forward to the arrival of a certain moment.
“…Hmm.” Wen Cheng clenched her fist, making a firm decision.
Wen Qi's expression suddenly softened, and he released Wen Cheng's chin with satisfaction, saying, "Work hard, I'll give you a long vacation when you get back."
A long holiday? Is Brother Qi planning to indulge in his laziness?
Wen Cheng rubbed her hands together happily, but she didn't want to miss seeing Brother Qi during the day. "Can I come to the company to see you during my vacation?" Wen Cheng's tone was very reluctant.
"Don't tell me the dolls and figurines on the bedside table in the small bedroom aren't yours."
Well, they're all his. Every time he sees a nice figurine, he can't help but put some in the company. When there's no room on his desk, he moves them into Brother Qi's office. Of course, he can't be so extravagant in the outer office area, so it can only be the small bedroom inside. So what does that mean?
As if seeing through Wen Cheng's doubts, Wen Qi patiently explained, "Chengcheng, if my world is a room, then the other half of the bed must be you. With me here, there will always be a place for you."
Wen Cheng was completely captivated and unable to move. Brother Qi, you're awesome!
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"Chengcheng, you want to be a model at Yiyi's company? Are you interested in this? Why haven't I heard you mention it before? Didn't Dad say you should tell me what your dreams are? Isn't being a model like having one foot in the entertainment industry? How about Dad finds you an agency first and buys you tens of millions of followers?" At the family dinner, the doting father Wen Yongwang couldn't resist showing off his money again!
"You spendthrift son, do you think you can finish eating tens of millions of fans like Chengcheng?" Grandpa Wen began to scold him with a raised brow!
Wen Yin: ......
Neither of you is better than the other.
"Where can you buy noodles like that now? And Dad, 'fans' refers to people, not the noodles you eat." Wen Yin's first sentence was accusatory, but the second was a patient explanation, showing a clear bias.
Grandpa Wen suddenly realized,
Wen Yongwang was frustrated as he drew circles. He had finally gotten a chance to show off, but it was gone again.
“Chengcheng, being a model is a great job. Our little one is so cute, being a model would definitely attract a lot of fans. Besides, our modeling job isn’t really about making money, so why would we need to use the number of fans as an excuse?” Wen Yin thought she was speaking very fairly.
Wen Qi couldn't help but chuckle.
Wen Cheng buried his head in his rice. Yes, he was only in it for the money, and also for the younger brother he needed to protect.
"Mom, modeling isn't my interest. My brother's company's product manager invited me, saying I'd be a good fit. I thought it would be nice to help out and try something different," Wen Cheng explained. He was afraid his family would actually think he liked modeling and then arrange a bunch of resources and connections for him, ruining his long vacation!
When Wen Yin heard that Wen Cheng's reason was to help Yi Yi, she was overcome with a pang of sadness at Wen Cheng's thoughtfulness.
When Wen Yongwang and Grandpa Wen heard that Chengcheng herself wasn't interested in this, they gave up the idea of using their financial resources.
After dinner, the family sat on the sofa watching TV and chatting as usual. Wen Cheng and Wen Qi sat on one side, each at a right angle. While everyone's attention was focused on the TV, Wen Cheng's right hand was grasped by another, larger hand.
Dry, warm, and moderately soft.
Wen Cheng was so nervous that goosebumps were rising on her skin, but that hand wasn't going to let her go so easily. It moved closer to her, then deftly slipped between Wen Cheng's fingers, crossing and overlapping.
Wen Cheng's heart felt like it was being repeatedly pounded by a woodpecker, as if it was about to burst on the spot.
"Chengcheng, it seems colder at Red Leaf Valley tomorrow than here. Mom will go with you to look at some clothes," Wen Yin said, calling out to Wen Cheng as soon as the ending theme song started playing since there was only one episode of her favorite TV series today.
Wen Cheng was so startled that she jerked her right hand away.
"Chengcheng, what's wrong?" Wen Yin asked worriedly.
"I was bitten by a mosquito." Wen Cheng's explanation was rather weak and feeble, accompanied by a lack of confidence in her delivery.
“It’s already autumn and there are still mosquitoes? Oh, those are probably autumn mosquitoes, they’re very poisonous! Chengcheng, come with Mom to your room and apply some medicine,” Wenying called out.
Autumn mosquitoes themselves, Wen Qi: ...
To cover up her lie, Wen Cheng deliberately rubbed her hands until they were red on the way upstairs with her mother, all of which was seen by the culprit, Wen Qi.
"Aqi, the female ghost has crawled out of the TV, why are you still laughing so happily?" Grandpa Wen is getting old and increasingly unable to understand his grandson's thought process. Could this be the legendary power that can make a person more and more perverted?
Wen Qi coughed calmly, "I just think the quality of their TV screen is pretty poor."
"Yeah, like my old TV, even though it had static..."
Wen Yongwang: ...This was supposed to be a great horror movie, but this grandfather and grandson ruined it! There's absolutely no atmosphere left!
Wen Cheng followed Wen Yin upstairs, first pretending to apply some medicine, then Wen Yin went into Wen Cheng's bedroom to pack clothes.
The original owner used to love branded clothes, the bigger the logo, the better. He also loved gold, and a whole wardrobe of gold was simply visual pollution. After receiving new clothes from his mother, Wen Cheng put all the junk clothes away. However, he doesn't have as many clothes now as before. Wen Yin still remembers all the styles. After all, Wen Cheng wouldn't go out and buy clothes himself; such a physically demanding task was definitely not in his plans.
Wen Yin took out Wen Cheng's largest suitcase and meticulously checked out all the toiletries for her. Wen Cheng was happy inside, because in her previous life, no one called her mother had ever prepared these things for her.
"Hey, Chengcheng, where's your cardigan? It's the perfect outfit to wear with that weather there!" Wen Yin searched the entire closet but couldn't find it.
Wen Cheng thought for a moment with her blank mind, "It seems to be in Brother Qi's room." Wen Cheng recited it aloud as she recalled that one night it was a bit cold, but not cold enough to need air conditioning, so Wen Cheng put on that coat and went over.
"Qi Qi's room?" Wen Yin repeated in confusion. In fact, her understanding of brothers was always limited to the distance between Wen Qi and Wen Yunyi. They were respectful and loving brothers, but they would never cross the line of intimacy. On the contrary, Cheng Cheng and Qi Qi had such a good relationship that they could be considered a model of brotherhood.
Wen Cheng covered her mouth, only then realizing what she had said.
"Was it because you were afraid of ghosts that you put them in Qi Qi's room before?" Wen Yin suddenly thought.
Having found a way out, Wen Cheng naturally followed suit. Then, Wen Yin arrived at Wen Qi's room without warning. Wen Qi's room always exuded a meticulous feeling, even the fragrance was the most mellow woody scent, giving off a sense of asceticism.
"Your brother's room is still so tidy! It doesn't look like a boy's room at all," Wen Yin said with a smile.
"Mom, should we tell Big Brother?" Wen Cheng looked nervously at Qi Ge's room, afraid that there might be any evidence that the two of them had a complicated relationship.
Wen Yin calmly shook her head, "I usually clean Qi Qi's room with the housekeeper, and she's just looking for some clothes. Your brother won't be angry. Chengcheng, where did you put it? On the sofa?"
Wen Yin searched everywhere but couldn't find it.
Wen Cheng himself didn't remember much. Since it wasn't outside, he instinctively opened the wardrobe and found his green cardigan tucked inside Wen Qi's cool-colored trench coat.
"Oh, so this is where it is," Wen Yin looked over as well. Unlike Wen Cheng's unusual reaction, she quickly understood: "Qi Qi must have put his own clothes away." As she spoke, Wen Yin tried to take out the green cardigan.
"Mom, I want Qi-ge's trench coat too." Wen Cheng suddenly said. If you ignored the redness on the tips of his ears, he still looked very calm, brazenly asking for Qi-ge's clothes.
"Your brother's clothes are so big, you probably can't wear them, right?" Wen Yin questioned.
Wen Cheng knew this, but she just didn't want to take the two pieces of clothing apart.
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 77 First Kiss
"Let him take it. It's windy in Red Leaf Valley, so it'll be good for protection," Wen Qi appeared at the doorway sometime during the night. He leaned lazily against the side, his eyes filled with undisguised amusement.
Wen Cheng, who had originally intended to secretly take the trench coat, was instantly so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear.
Wen Yin, however, failed to see through the brothers' scheme and frowned, saying, "Chengcheng has a trench coat, and Qiqi, your trench coat is so big. Is Chengcheng going to sweep up maple leaves in it?"
"It's not that long," Wen Cheng, who is 1.78 meters tall, said unconvinced, muttering unhappily.
Wen Yin looked at her two sons, one daring to give, and the other daring to wear.
Perhaps it was because it was Chengcheng's first time traveling far from home and she was unaccustomed to it, so she wanted to bring something as a keepsake? In the end, her mother relented and took out the two pieces of clothing.
"Chengcheng, promise Mommy you won't wear this in front of others!" Wenying earnestly advised.
Not in public? Where else can you wear it? To sleep with it at night?
The thought of sleeping with Qi Ge's clothes at night made Wen Cheng's heart itch, and it didn't seem like it was impossible.
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Wen Yin woke up in the middle of the night and went to get a drink of water. She happened to see that the corridor light was still on and heard rhythmic footsteps coming from the stairwell ahead.
Wen Yin couldn't help but look over curiously. She walked to the top of the stairs, where her eldest son, who was carrying a large stack of pastries, looked up and met her gaze.
"Auntie." Wen Qi's politeness carried a slight distance. His flawless features showed a hint of fatigue, but there was no trace of his irritation. Wen Yin was certain that the plate of snacks Wen Qi was holding was not for her.
Wen Yin instinctively asked, "Is Chengcheng still staying in your room? Is she scared of the escape room games we played before?"
Wen Qi glanced at Wen Yin as if sensing something, paused for a moment, and then hummed in agreement, "A little bit. He was playing on his phone and got hungry, so I got him something to eat."