Bright Throne

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang several times in a hurry, Qin Yi frowned and left the game that was about to be cleared to open the door. Who would it be at this time?

He opened the door, and the middle-aged couple standing outside had long been impatient. The woman forced a smile and greeted: "Qin Yi, long time no see, how are you doing recently? Auntie misses you !"

As she spoke, she took a basket of fruit from her husband and handed it over. Qin didn't pick it up, but he just glanced down. It seemed that the fruit basket was not fastened in one place, and had been re-glued with transparent glue.

Qin Yi leaned against the door frame, without any intention of inviting anyone into the house, and looked down at the two of them indifferently: "What's the matter?"

Seeing his attitude, the woman's heavily made-up face immediately fell down, and she said displeasedly: "Why are you so outrageous, your aunt and uncle have come to see you from afar, why don't you invite us in for a seat? "

"Sorry, the house is in chaos. If you have something to say, just talk about it here. I have to go out later." Qin Yi said without changing his expression, he raised his foot and brought the door towards him.

"you--"

Uncle quickly grabbed his wife who was about to go into a fit, winked at her to comfort her, and then turned his head and smiled at Qin Yiqiang: "Qin Yi, it's like this. Apart from coming to see you, we also want to ask you for help. busy."

Sure enough, there is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, Qin Yi is not surprised, he raised his eyelids and urged them to speak quickly with his eyes.

My aunt coughed twice, fiddled with her curly hair, folded her arms around her chest, looked up at him, and said in a natural tone: "Qin Yi, aunt and your uncle have treated you well, I just wanted to help you before. It’s a small favor for our family, Zhao Yang, to sign you and you still shirk it, but Yang Yang met you again at the model agency, we don’t care about what happened last time, but this time, no matter what, we can’t prevaricate us anymore.”

Qin Yi dug his ears and said, "If you don't believe me, let me talk quickly."

The aunt's face darkened, if it wasn't for her husband pulling her, she would have to give this perverted gay brat a hard lesson!

"I heard that you went to the United States and came back to work as a consultant for that P...some company? It seems to be recruiting male models, right? Our Zhao Yang, you know that the conditions are so good, but recently there are no The better opportunity to appear on the screen is because they have bad eyesight. You see, you two cousins ​​grew up together, and of course you have to support each other in the same company. How wonderful. So, this time, the company recruited endorsement spots How can an outsider take it away?"

"Besides, our Yangyang is handsome, and we will never embarrass you. When he becomes famous, you, a cousin, will also have a bright face, right..."

"Did you finish?" Qin Yi lazily interrupted her babbling, and raised the corners of her mouth a little ridiculously, "I'm really sorry, you have found the wrong person, and I, a banned young model, can't make the decision about the quota. , and, we will only invite well-known first-line models in China to audition, and your family, Yang Yang, will go back to practice for a few years, and you may have the opportunity to enter the primary election, is there nothing else? Take it easy."

After finishing speaking, he paid no attention to the middle-aged woman whose face was turning blue and red from anger, and slammed the door, almost smashing her nose.

"You brat! You're gay! You're uneducated! What the hell, I look down on you when I ask you for help, and I don't know what's good--" My aunt angrily scolded at the door a few times, but my uncle couldn't persuade him no matter how hard he tried.

At this moment, the door opened again, and a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes stood at the door, his face was as cold as frost like a sculpture, and his condescending eyes staring at them seemed to contain the ten thousand years of ice in the polar snow mountains. There is a faint thunder ahead.

He just stared at it quietly, and the couple stopped their voices for a moment when they were photographed, and they shivered in silence.

But for a moment, Pei Hanrui's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his face softened, and he even showed a faint smile, saying: "I really don't like people shouting and making noise at the door of my house, before I get angry , and please leave immediately, otherwise, I can assure you that no matter how many years you practice, that kid from your family will never be famous."

His voice was low and warm, but for some reason, it seemed that they couldn't feel the heat of midsummer for an instant.

My aunt's face was stiff and contorted, she wanted to get angry but didn't dare, and was finally dragged by her uncle, and left quickly with her tail between her legs.

"They're gone?" Qin Yi poked his head out of the bedroom, frowned and plucked his hair, "If it wasn't for my reluctance to sell this house, I would have moved out a long time ago."

"Why don't you move to my house? And your beloved cook. I can't say enough about your family." Pei Hanrui sat back on the sofa, and Qin Yi rubbed his head on his lap, and he gently stroked her Hair and cheeks, with a seductive smile, suggested.

Qin Yi frowned and corrected him displeasedly: "They are not family members, but relatives, and there is nothing left except blood and interests."

"Oh?"

Qin Yi turned over and wrapped his arms around his waist, hugging him tightly, and said calmly: "I am nostalgic for this house, not only because it is the only thing my parents left me, I just want to feel like a family member ..."

family……

This word that only appeared in the textbook made Pei Hanrui startled, he picked him up vigorously, couldn't help but lowered his head to kiss him, Qin Yi's teeth were finely ground on his lips, and his soft hair was a little itchy .

The two of them nestled together in the same place, their bodies entangled, there was neither intense caress nor lust, just a long and gentle lingering, but very satisfying, it seemed that they would never get tired of it if they continued like this.

Pei Hanrui seldom felt such a feeling. He closed his eyes, rubbed his clean chin against the top of Qin Yi's hair, Qin Yi's ear was pressed against his chest, and the sound of a strong heartbeat came smoothly, inexplicably, It is very reassuring.

Hearing Qin Yi's muffled laugh, Pei Hanrui let him go: "What?"

"It's a bit itchy..." Qin Yi lay lazily, stretched out his legs and used his bare toes to pick up an ear spoon from under the coffee table and handed it up.

Pei Hanrui was speechless for a moment: "Do you usually take things like this? How lazy are you?"

"It's just occasionally, my ears are so itchy." Qin Yi winked at him, turned sideways and rubbed his cheek against his thigh.

"You can pick out your ears, what's the benefit?" Pei Hanrui took the earpick with a smile, and gently scratched his earlobe.

"Ah, there are benefits, of course, I'll let you kiss my brother's handsome face."

"roll……"

Pei Hanrui's hands are very light, obviously this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, Qin Yi sat on his knees contentedly, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and praised: "The craftsmanship has improved, um... ah... so comfortable ..."

"Tsk, dig your ears, can you stop calling me a bed?" Pei Hanrui patted his face with tangled brows.

Qin Yi really didn't make a sound, after a while——

"Ah... a little deeper... I hate it~ it's so itchy... um, that's right there..."

"..."

"Hey hey, I have an appointment to see your grandpa tonight, it's almost time, let's go." Qin Yi got up quickly and looked at him refreshed.

Pei Hanrui threw the spoon and gritted his teeth: "You wait for me!"

It was dusk when we arrived at Pei's house.

Pei Hanrui's appearance is still formal and dignified. Although Qin Yi is forced by him to wear a suit, but the cheerful appearance is not at all nervous to meet the parents. Instead, it looks like a spring outing - because it's time for dinner, Pei's family Cook, are you okay?

Surprisingly, the extremely long medieval European-style burgundy solid wood table in the dining room was replaced by an ivory round table covered with a beige carved tablecloth, surrounded by four chairs, It looks simple and elegant and comfortable.

An old man who has never eaten in a restaurant is sitting at the table. He put a salt-soaked peanut into his mouth with chopsticks. The cold appetizer is also decorated with a few shreds of seaweed and pickled radish. The dishes on the table are delicious and delicious. Everything is ready, still steaming.

"Grandpa." Pei Hanrui was a little surprised, just as he was about to say hello and introduce, Qin Yi had already shot past like a cannonball, sat down at the dining table very consciously, and wiped his saliva by the way.

He took a serious look at the old man who had met once, and the old man was also looking at him gently, Pei Hanrui also sat down, took a sip of the tea that the servant had just brought, and was thinking about how to speak, but Qin Yi was serious Asked, "Is it delicious?"

"...cough." Pei Hanrui choked, put down the water glass and wiped his mouth with a paper handkerchief.

The old man froze for a moment, and said, "...not bad."

Qin Yi suddenly became happy, happily picked up the chopsticks and picked up a peanut, threw it into Pei Hanrui's bowl, then stuffed one into his own mouth, and said, "It's the first time I eat something made by your chef. What about Chinese food?"

Pei Hanrui looked at him dumbfounded, the bright yellow peanut in his bowl rolled around, looking very cute.

The old man smiled and asked, "Your name is Qin Yi?"

"Yes, Grandpa." Qin Yi noticed Pei Hanrui's eyes, cleared his throat, and quickly corrected his attitude and sitting posture. In his impression, Grandpa Pei seemed to be pretty good, at least much better than his aunt.

"...What did you call me?" The old man was taken aback again.

"Grandpa." Qin Yi couldn't help but glanced back at Pei Hanrui, lowered his voice and asked nervously, "Did I recognize the wrong person?"

Pei Hanrui smiled and said: "No."

The wrinkles on Mrs. Pei's face wrinkled with a smile, and his tone slowed down a bit: "How old are you?"

"21." Qin Yi replied seriously.

"Well—" The old man thought about it in his heart, looked at the appearance of the two of them, and couldn't help touching his chin. Fortunately, our Xiao Rui didn't suffer.

If Qin Yi heard these words, he would definitely think with a smile, and he didn't suffer.

Hey!