Chapter 141: Husband
An Qingyan had a hunch that the way Lu Yuqi and An Jing interacted was strange. To say they disliked each other wasn’t quite right, and to say they had a good relationship certainly wasn’t true either.
Um…it was very subtle.
He smiled, “As long as you want, anything can happen.”
Lu Yuqi: “Then I want An Jing to call me Dad. Do you think that’s possible?”
An Qingyan: “…” Then you have to ask my dad’s opinion.
Lu Yuqi, expressionless, “Just kidding.”
An Qingyan’s inquisitive gaze rested on the other’s face. The bossy king’s expression seemed unusually deep. He couldn’t help but say, “I always feel like you’re hiding something from me.”
Lu Yuqi twitched the corner of his lips, “Everyone has their secrets.”
“That’s true.” An Qingyan nodded in agreement. Since Lu Yuqi didn’t want to say it, he didn’t press further. He also had secrets; if he revealed them, perhaps no one would believe him.
No, Wen Yan would believe him, because he was also reborn.
Thinking of Wen Yan, he wondered how he was doing. Why was he reborn too? However, he didn’t cling to him anymore, which was the best outcome.
After wandering around the villa for a while, the two went back to their room to play games. An Qingyan rarely played games, and every time he lost to Lu Yuqi, even when the other was letting him win.
“No, no…I give up, I’m not playing anymore!” An Qingyan gave up struggling and lay directly on the carpet, like a salted fish. Just then, Gu Fei sent him a WeChat message, asking if he was feeling better and if he was taking his medicine on time.
A smile appeared on the young man’s fair, handsome face. His long, slender fingers tapped on the phone keyboard: [I’m much better now. Yuqi came to play with me today, we just played games, but I lost every time.]
After sending it, he sent a cute little cat sighing emoji. Modern young people’s chats are full of various emojis, of course, except for serious and solemn old cadres like Gu Fei.
“You’re really too bad.” Lu Yuqi glanced at him. Seeing him looking at his phone with a sweet smile, he knew who he was chatting with. It’s good to have a boyfriend.
An Qingyan: “I just rarely play. I’ll definitely win next time.”
Lu Yuqi: “Let your husband teach you.”
“He plays games?” An Qingyan shifted his gaze from the screen, realizing something, then quickly sat up, hurriedly denying, “What husband? He’s not my husband!”
“Oh…” Lu Yuqi raised his eyebrows, looking at him meaningfully, “Not your husband, could he be your wife then? An Qingyan, you’re quite something, Gu Fei was…”
An Qingyan twitched the corner of his mouth, “Can we talk about something pure?” Also, he didn’t have the ability to do anything to Gu Fei. Even if he had the guts, he didn’t have the energy. It’s a physical activity that requires skill.
Lu Yuqi shrugged indifferently, “We’re all adults.”
“Then, I’d like to ask this adult,” An Qingyan propped his chin, looking at his calm friend with interest, and asked, “Have you ever been in love?”
“…” Lu Yuqi, the adult, was stumped, feeling a sudden slap in the face. He was silent for a moment before reluctantly uttering two words: “No.”
An Qingyan couldn’t help but laugh, “I didn’t expect the bossy king to be so pure.”
Lu Yuqi: “…”
Damn! An Qingyan, you don’t respect single dogs!
Lu Yuqi gritted his teeth, “Let’s not talk about this, let’s go back to the previous topic.”
An Qingyan uttered an “oh,” complying with the bossy king, fearing he might be beaten. He pretended nothing had happened and returned to the original question: “Gu Fei plays games?”
He had never seen Gu Fei play games.
“He does.” Lu Yuqi’s face was serious, although he didn’t want to admit it, he still said, “Gu Fei is very good at everything he does.”
It was about three or four years ago. He challenged Gu Fei to a game, boasting about his skills. His cousin had always been the ideal child, so he thought he could win at gaming, right?
Lu Yuqi was full of confidence.
As a result, Gu Fei simply familiarized himself with the rules, practiced for a while, and easily defeated him. He still remembered that calm expression.
And he casually threw out a sentence: “It’s pretty simple.”
Tsk…really annoying, but he couldn’t beat him.
An Qingyan nodded in agreement, a hint of pride hidden in his calm tone, “Indeed, Gu Fei is pretty good…” No, not pretty good, Gu Fei is the best, nothing seems to be able to stump him.
Lu Yuqi: “…”
Damn! I accidentally ate another mouthful of dog food!
“YanYan, Mom has cooked. You can take your friend downstairs to eat.” Song Shuman knocked on the door from outside the room.
An Qingyan replied, “Okay, we’ll go down now!”
“Your mom is so gentle, unlike my mom.” Lu Yuqi said casually.
An Qingyan: “…Have you ever thought that she’s only gentle to me?” He once saw his mother calling his lazy second brother to get up one morning, and the scene was quite violent.
“I’ll go to the bathroom first, you go down first.”
“Okay, hurry up.” Lu Yuqi put down the game controller, got up and patted the non-existent dust off his bottom, then turned and went out. After going downstairs, he diligently asked Song Shuman, “Auntie, is there anything I can help with?”
“You’re a guest, how can I let you help? Why don’t you go call An Jing down for dinner? He should be in the gym on the third floor. It’s the second room to the right on the stairs.”
“Okay.” Lu Yuqi responded, then walked towards the gym as Song Shuman instructed.
The door was ajar, leaving a crack. Lu Yuqi could only see An Jing’s back from his angle.
The man was jogging on the treadmill. He was wearing loose sportswear, his exposed arms were strong, the muscles firm but not overly bulky. Tall, long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist, full of masculine hormones.
Lu Yuqi stood outside for a moment before raising his hand to knock on the door, then pushed it open, expressionless as he said to the person inside, “Auntie asked me to call you down for lunch.”
Hearing this, An Jing turned off the treadmill and, while picking up the towel hanging around his neck to wipe the sweat from his face, walked towards Lu Yuqi, a smile on his lips, “Why aren’t you calling me Teacher An anymore?”
Lu Yuqi crossed his arms, leaning against the door frame in a casual posture, “You said so yourself, the show’s over, you don’t need to call me that anymore.”
“Did I say that?” An Jing said casually, then lowered his head to grab the hem of his shirt, lifting it up, using the towel to casually wipe the sweat from his abdomen.
Lu Yuqi’s line of sight fell upon the healthy light wheat-colored skin and the clearly defined abdominal muscles. It looked sexy but not exaggerated, very eye-catching.
The young man’s expression didn’t change, but his Adam’s apple rolled uncontrollably. Before the man looked up, he looked away, continuing the previous question: “You said so just now.”
“Then did I tell you…” After wiping the sweat, the shirt covered the man’s good figure again. After saying this, he stepped forward, stood in front of Lu Yuqi, and rested his hand on the doorframe behind Lu Yuqi.
He looked down at the slightly shorter young man and calmly added, “You’re YanYan’s friend, you can call me Brother An.”
The two were very close. Lu Yuqi’s body stiffened slightly, his heart beating faster, but his jawline was tense. He looked at the man’s handsome face, so close that he could almost smell his scent.
He showed disgust, “You smell of sweat, stay away from me.” After a pause, he uttered three words one by one, his tone slightly playful: “Brother, An, Ge.”
His voice was magnetic, yet with the brightness of a young man, the ending sound deliberately drawn out, somewhat seductive, but that deep-featured face was very aggressive, like an untamed puppy.
An Jing was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face deepening. He only heard the words “Brother An,” completely ignoring the first half of the sentence. He reached out and rubbed the puppy’s head.
“So good.”
Lu Yuqi’s expression was slightly stunned. He pursed his lips, silent for a moment before brushing away the man’s hand, “Don’t flirt.” After saying this, he quickly turned and walked out.
An Jing stood there for a moment, his handsome brows slightly furrowed, seemingly trying to understand the young man’s previous sentence. Did he? Did he flirt? Wasn’t he just teasing a puppy?
He grimaced, as if his teeth hurt. What was going on in Lu Yuqi’s head?
An Qingyan came out of the bathroom, checked his phone, Gu Fei hadn’t replied to his WeChat message yet, probably busy. He remembered Lu Yuqi’s words.
Gu Fei is very good at games.
And that sentence…Husband.
The young man’s lips curled up slightly, a mischievous glint flashing in his bright peach blossom eyes, like a child about to play a prank. Then he opened Gu Fei’s chat page.
After clearing his throat, he pressed the voice button and sent a voice message. After listening to it once, his cheeks began to burn, and he became embarrassed again.
Too much!
No, I have to take it back!
On the other side, in a city thousands of kilometers away from Nancheng, Gu Fei instructed his assistant on a few matters. After the assistant left, he opened his phone, the screen still on An Qingyan’s chat page.
He saw the text message the other had sent several minutes ago, and a cute emoji.
A smile flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to reply, a new voice message came in. Without thinking much, he clicked it.
The young man’s soft, clear voice came through the phone speaker into the man’s ears: “Yuqi said you’re very good at games, can you teach me… Husband.”
Hus-Husband?
A hint of surprise flashed in the man’s eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curve into a subtle arc.
He wanted to play the voice message again, but the other party suddenly retracted it.