Banban's story

"Yicheng!" Qin Zhilin had already completed the formalities, stood aside and waved to Shen Yicheng with a smile on his face.

Shen Yicheng smiled at Mike, and said something in Russian in a low voice: "The money belongs to him, but he belongs to me." After speaking, regardless of whether Mike understood or not, he walked up to Qin Zhilin facing the sun.

Mike watched from the side, and saw Qin Zhilin bowed his head slightly, his eyes were full of warmth, he kissed Shen Yicheng lightly on the mouth, and then continued to listen to Shen Yicheng as if nothing happened.

"Let's go!" Qin Zhilin said goodbye to Mike, turned around and pulled Shen Yicheng to walk outside the school.

Mike watched quietly until Qin Zhilin's figure completely disappeared from his sight...

"What's next?" Shen Yicheng asked while sitting in the car.

"Let's eat!" Qin Zhilin casually drove onto the main road: "What do you want for lunch?"

Shen Yicheng thought for a while: "I want to eat meat!"

"Okay, eat meat..."

“Eat steak~”

"Hmm, steak."

"And tuna salad."

"Okay, salad..."

"And drink wine!"

"Um... no! No drinking."

"Why!" Shen Yicheng protested.

"No way, no way!" Qin Zhilin stared, joking, every time Shen Yicheng finished drinking, his eyes were a little blurred, and he was smiling slightly... It really makes people unable to control themselves...

In a high-end western restaurant, Shen Yicheng flipped through the menu with great interest, focusing on ordering the most expensive one on the table.

The waiter took away the menu with a smile, and took him to the end. Qin Zhilin helplessly picked Shen Yicheng's chin: "Why can't you get fat..."

Wearing white silk gloves, the waiter put the golden tray on the table, opened the lid, and took out two exquisite goblets from the plate. The cleanliness under the light was somewhat dazzling. The waiter gracefully offered the goblets Pour a crystal clear dark drink into the glass, and it looks very advanced with ice cubes.

But none of this can hide the fact that it's just two Cokes...

Shen Yicheng was speechless.

"I can go back to the Imperial Capital the day after tomorrow." Qin Zhilin watched Shen Yicheng take the last piece of steak from his plate: "Is there any place you want to go? Let's go and have fun."

"...Well, no." Shen Yicheng narrowed his eyes: "Go back to sleep."

"You eat and sleep every day, why don't you gain weight..."

Qin Zhilin couldn't help reaching out to touch Shen Yicheng's face, and sighed: "The chin is still pointed."

"Hey," Shen Yicheng said with a smug smile, "It's natural, are you angry?"

Qin Zhilin looked at him with a smile, and took a sip of Coca-Cola gracefully: "Go to bed later, let's go somewhere."

"Where?"

"You will know when you arrive..."

Qin Zhilin drove the car slowly towards the city center, Shen Yicheng who was sitting in the co-pilot frowned: "Where are you going?"

Qin Zhilin just laughed without saying a word, Shen Yicheng couldn't do anything about it for a long time, he could only sit alone and get angry.

"Here we are." Qin Zhilin stopped the car in front of a third-floor building, and pulled Shen Yicheng, who had a face full of reluctance, inside.

Shen Yicheng squinted his eyes, and before he could see the name of this place, he was dragged in by Qin Zhilin.

There are a lot of people on the first floor, and there are a few windows that look like a gun, it's very busy.

Shen Yicheng was about to take a closer look, but found that Qin Zhilin didn't seem to want to stay, and continued to go up to the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, there are much fewer people on the second floor, and it is quieter, with plain white walls and softer lighting.

Qin Zhilin seemed to be discussing something with a lady at the information desk. Shen Yicheng stood aside and was a little at a loss. He didn't care much about these things. He stuffed all kinds of valuable documents in his room in Father Shen's villa. In the cabinet, I can't remember exactly how many pieces.

"Yicheng, come here!" Qin Zhilin stood aside and laughed.

"... Oh!" Shen Yicheng didn't know what to do, anyway, he followed Qin Zhilin and sat down in front of a window.

Opposite him was a foreign man with a benevolent face, wearing a pair of reading glasses, gray hair, but shrewd eyes.

He looked at the two seriously for a while, then smiled: "It's a good match."

"Thank you." Qin Zhilin raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, and handed him a stack of documents.

The foreigner looked through it carefully a few times, stamped some of the pages, and returned the documents to Qin Zhilin with a smile: "Take a photo in room 3 over there."

"Take a picture?" Shen Yicheng was taken aback: "What kind of picture are you taking?"

Shen Yicheng spoke Chinese, and the foreigners didn't understand. He looked at Qin Zhilin with some doubts. Qin Zhilin stretched out his index finger and pressed it lightly on his lips. I'm busy with my own business.

Shen Yicheng went to take pictures in a fog, and signed a few more words. It took him a long time to finish it.

"What the hell is that?" Shen Yicheng asked while fastening his seat belt.

"Well, it's nothing." Qin Zhilin started the car and said nonchalantly, "Marriage certificate."

"Oh... huh?!!!" Shen Yicheng opened his eyes wide: "What did you say?!"

Qin Zhilin was actually a little guilty, and pretended to be calm and coughed lightly: "It's nothing... just get a certificate."

Shen Yicheng looked at him with the eyes of a monster: What do you mean, you just got the certificate! ! ! !

"I..." Qin Zhilin was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid you won't agree..."

Shen Yicheng looked at him for a while, then snorted softly, and turned to ignore him.

"Hey..." Qin Zhilin parked the car on the side of the road, a little nervous: "Then I..."

Shen Yicheng turned his head and stared at him, then stretched out his hand suddenly, pulled Qin Zhilin's collar hard, leaned forward and kissed.

"... Hiss!" Qin Zhilin twitched in pain from being bitten: "Why did you bite me?"

"There's no sense of ceremony!" Shen Yicheng was depressed: "The yes in the movie, what about Ido! What about the applause and roses! Why did I get married so ignorantly? I feel bad!"

Qin Zhilin was a little distracted, and it took him a long time to realize: "You... just want the ceremony?"

"...No." Although Shen Yicheng's tone was as usual, his eyes were already narrowed unconsciously: "At least you have to tell me in advance! If I had known that today was so important... I wouldn't eat so much, alas... Photo Isn't it ugly?"

"It's... very beautiful." Qin Zhilin took out a small book, opened it and handed it to Shen Yicheng to read.

"You've grown taller again?" Shen Yicheng looked at it for a long time and asked, "Why are you so much taller than me?"

"I've always been like this!"

"Ah, time is not forgiving!" Shen Yicheng closed the small book and hugged it carefully: "In my impression, you are still a high school student..."

Seeing that Shen Yicheng had no intention of disagreeing, Qin Zhilin was so happy that he jumped up, feeling that everything was much better than before, and he smiled brightly.

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to ask you." Shen Yicheng stretched out his hand and raised Qin Zhilin's chin, with a fierce look: "Why are you called Ation?"

"Why do you ask about this?"

"I want to know." Mike's look of needing to be beaten appeared in Shen Yicheng's mind again, and he was a little angry: "Say it quickly, you will be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist!"

Qin Zhilin looked at him, blinked his eyes with a half-smile, didn't speak, stretched out his arms to hug Shen Yicheng, kissed his lips fiercely,

"Hmm..." Shen Yicheng was so messed up, he leaned back on the chair limply, and said in a sullen voice, "You...don't think that you just fooled it like this, you haven't answered my question yet... ...Let me tell you, don't hide, sooner or later I will..."

"Because I love you."

"Huh?" Shen Yicheng was taken aback for a moment, and Qin Zhilin turned to look at him with a smile, his eyes were extremely serious.

Seeing that he hadn't reacted yet, Qin Zhilin approached him with a smile, and whispered in his ear, "Ation, love."

"..." Shen Yicheng opened his mouth, was stunned for a long time, lowered his head slightly, and muttered softly: "Young ghost..."

Qin Zhilin started the car with a smile, watching the ears of Shen Yicheng who was pretending to be calm gradually turn red.