second personality

Fang Chiyao on the opposite side almost died laughing on the sofa when he saw this sentence.

Holding the phone in his hand, he didn't know how to answer him for a moment.

— This heavy fatherly love makes me a little stressed.

—I haven’t asked you to give me pocket money yet, so why are you under pressure?

Qin Youbing sent a word, but there was no more news from the other side.

At eight o'clock, the live broadcast of taking medicine began.

"Ahem, let me tell you something." After the start, he took the medicine and did not open the game, but started chatting rarely, "Have you all seen the live broadcast room of my alias?"

Qin Youbing was eating a bowl of salad when he heard Fang Chiyao's words unexpectedly, and was taken aback for a moment.

He wouldn't really want to expose it publicly, would he?

"The fans who followed me earlier all know that I live-streamed The King's live broadcast a long time ago." Yao Yao said, "They all know my level, so I suspect that I may be a little schizophrenic."

Qin Youbing opened his mouth wide and almost choked to death on his own saliva.

Schizophrenia?

"Anyway, you should pay attention first, maybe I will broadcast live again one day." Taking medicine and laughing, "Anyway, if I don't live broadcast here, it should be live broadcast over there."

After speaking, he laughed several times.

Qin Youbing always felt that he was not defending him, but cheating him.

Fang Chiyao continued to play the game, the more Qin Youbing thought about it, the more he felt that Fang Chiyao's words were wrong.

He took out his phone, clicked on his live broadcast room, and the number of fans had already exceeded [-]——

It's all thanks to Fang Chiyao.

Soon, An Furong heard the sound and came.

-what happened?

—Do you know that someone pretended to be his trumpet while taking medicine?

—It actually let you take advantage of it?

With three consecutive messages, Qin Youbing didn't bother to reply, and directly dialed a phone number.

"It's not my fault, he said so himself." After Qin Youbing finished speaking, he added, "It seems that it is time to take medicine as soon as possible."

"Shut up!" An Furong immediately defended him, "You took advantage of the live broadcast when he was drunk, and he will take the blame for you, and you still say that about him!"

"Ah... I was wrong." Qin Youbing apologized, "Then what should I do? Continue the live broadcast?"

"Then how do you know when he's drunk again?" An Furong said, "You were lucky the last two times."

"That's right." Qin Youbing said so, thinking in his heart that since Fang Chiyao had already planned to cover him up, he wouldn't let him reveal his secrets easily.

Thinking about it this way, I was actually a little secretly happy.

"I think you should talk to me about taking medicine, it's not good." An Furong was a little worried, "He's such a good person, now he thinks he's schizophrenic."

Qin Youbing didn't know how to tell her, but actually knew everything about taking medicine.

He could neither expose Fang Chiyao's identity as taking medicine, nor the fact that he and Fang Chiyao had a good relationship.

"Okay, I'll private message him on Weibo." Qin Youbing immediately cut the account on Weibo.

"Well, anyway, let's talk to him first, but I don't know if he can see yours because he has so many private messages every day." An Furong said.

"I'll post a few more and try to let him see it." Qin Youbing was very sincere.

The next day, Fang Chiyao really came.

Holding a several-month-old husky in his arms, the polo shirt on his chest was wet, which seemed to be saliva.

"Do you have any clothes?" As soon as he came in, he put the husky on the ground first, and then quickly picked up the wet piece of clothes, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" An Furong took a look and asked, "Drool?"

"That's right!" Fang Chiyao said with a look of death, "You have to kiss me."

"There's no change of clothes here." Xiaobai glanced around, glanced at the stairs, and quickly called out, "Bingbing! Do you have any new clothes!"

Qin Youbing was sweeping the floor upstairs, when he heard Xiaobai shouting, he ran down quickly.

Seeing Fang Chiyao and the half-smile expression on his face, he felt very complicated.

"Your annual membership needs a change of clothes." An Furong pointed to Fang Chiyao.

"Yes, yes." Qin Youbing glanced at the piece on his chest, then turned around, "Come up with me."

Fang Chiyao quickly followed him upstairs.

"I only have work clothes here, none of which I have worn." Qin Youbing took out one of his sizes, "Do you wear it?"

Fang Chiyao glanced at the bright red short sleeves, and the ugly words "Pet Grooming Shop" were embroidered with gold thread on the chest.

Seeing his awkward eyes, Qin Youbing knew there was nothing to do, sighed, and asked again: "Then what do you think of this one on me?"

"Ah?" Fang Chiyao glanced at the white shirt on him, touched his chin, nodded, with approval in his eyes, "Your skin looks very fair."

"...Who asked you this!" Qin Youbing stared at him, threw the overalls on him and began to unbutton them.

"What are you doing?" Fang Chiyao took two steps back, "What about a pure father-son relationship?"

"Don't be too imaginative!" Qin Youbing took off his shirt and put on the overalls.

Seeing that Fang Chiyao was still staring at him stupidly, he yelled ferociously: "What are you looking at me for? Wear it!"

"Ah, oh." Fang Chiyao took off his clothes belatedly. After taking off, he remembered to ask, "Can I wash it?"

When looking at him, Fang Chiyao had a hard time holding back his laughter.

Qin Youbing didn't answer him.

He probably understood why Fang Chiyao looked so foolish just now.

If he could see his expression, he should be stupid too.

He moved his eyes away from the man's tight abdominal muscles in embarrassment, and he was a little thankful, fortunately, he was not so hungry that his eyes moved up another twenty centimeters.

Seeing that he was silent, Fang Chiyao probably realized that the next sentence would touch his breaking point, so he hurried to stop.

"That's fine, I can always wipe it with paper." Fang Chiyao said pitifully.

Qin Youbing took out a few sheets of paper, wet them and handed them to him.

When the two went downstairs, Xiaobai and An Furong were squatting on one side, circling the husky.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two raised their heads, and after two seconds of silence, a penetrating pig cry broke out at the same time.

Fang Chiyao finally couldn't hold back, squatted in a small corner, and made pig noises together.

Qin Youbing felt that it was going to die on the spot.

"Damn it, you actually wore this dress! You didn't even wear it when it opened!" Xiaobai hurriedly pulled out the camera, "If I didn't record this moment, I would have lived in vain!"

"You are really hahahahaha!" An Furong gasped, "The value of rusticity has skyrocketed! You really look like the aunt in the square doing Yangko, you know! You only need a pink fan!"

"The face is still pretty." Fang Chiyao showed his head from a small corner, and said sincerely, "Really."

"Get out!" Qin Youbing frowned, pointing at Fang Chiyao and yelling, "What are you wearing! Are you still laughing at me?! Are you human!"

Fang Chiyao turned his head and continued to laugh.

"You absolutely changed my opinion of you." An Furong took a breath after laughing, "I always thought you were a handsome boy with a very temperament and sunshine."

"Now." Qin Youbing pointed coldly at Qianfu.

"Friends of women trying to integrate into the elderly group." Xiaobai concluded.

"..." Qin Youbing didn't want to speak at all.

"I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'm leaving first." Fang Chiyao laughed enough, and got up, "I haven't picked my name yet, what should I call it?"

"You take it." Qin Youbing looked at him and said.

"A Bing?" Fang Chiyao asked tentatively.

"Why did you bring my name?" Qin Youbing said blankly, "Do I look like a dog?"

"You have double standards." Before Fang Chiyao could speak, An Furong interrupted first, "You have a cat and a dog at home, Bingbing, Youyou, you bark so affectionately."

Qin Youbing: "..."

"Then it's called this?" Fang Chiyao took out the car key, "Then I'm leaving."

"Goodbye handsome guy." Xiaobai and An Furong waved to him.

Qin Youbing was extremely indifferent.

Ah Bing ran over and rubbed his head against Qin Youbing's ankle in a flattering manner.

Qin Youbing suddenly laughed.

"Look, what is a dog slave?" Xiao Bai pointed at Qin Youbing's face, shook his head and sighed.

In the afternoon, Qin Youbing was not on duty.

Qin Xian brought two bottles of good wine that had been kept at home for many years, and said he would come over to chat with him.

When Qin Youbing saw his father's expression after seeing cats and dogs when he entered the door, Qin Youbing thought silently that his servility was probably inherited.

He cooked a few dishes and drank them with wine, and the two chatted about the past.

"Your mother liked to tell me at that time, it doesn't matter if your grades are not good, my son is so handsome and has a good personality, so he won't worry about having nothing to eat in the future." Dad sighed.

"That's not true." Qin Youbing drank too much and talked too much, "I also admit that Fang Chiyao is more handsome than me! No one else can!"

"That kid is on par with you." Dad laughed, "Don't tell me, your mother said back then that if you were a girl, maybe you two would fall in love early."

"Really?" Qin Youbing smirked, thinking that when they were together at that time, they were not considered puppy love.

All finished the college entrance examination.

"Of course it's true." Dad smiled and clinked glasses with him, "Don't talk about your mother, I also think that kid is pretty good... What is he doing now? You two really lost contact?"

"He's a teacher now." Qin Youbing supported his head and said, "It's gentle to be a teacher for elementary school students."

"Aren't you still in touch?" Dad said, "I just said that you two have a good relationship. If you say it's not good, it's not good."

Qin Youbing smiled and said nothing.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Dad went back.

Qin Youbing was drowsy from drinking, and he didn't forget to turn on the live broadcast room, waiting for Fang Chiyao to appear.

It turned out that it was ten past eight, and there was still no one in the live broadcast room.

Someone in the barrage area reminded me that I was taking medicine today and I have something to do at night, so I can't broadcast live.

Qin Youbing stared at the barrage for a while, and suddenly let out a smirk.

Five minutes later, the trumpet live broadcast room for taking medicine started.

"Hi everyone, I'm back!"

Qin Youbing chuckled, "He's not here today, I'm here for business."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the following three of my big babies!Chirp one by one! !

Gu Ningxiu threw a mine

The domineering little milk goose threw a mine

Reader "June Puppet", irrigation nutrient solution +5