Hearing Yan Xiaoan's stomach growl, Xu Shidong asked to stay, "Yesterday, some fans gave me cakes and stuff. Do you want to eat some cushions first? I think Mr. Yan hasn't come back yet. You won't have much to eat when you go back." Bar."
As a kitchen idiot, Yan Xiaoan accepted Xu Shidong's kindness without much hesitation.
Although Huo Zhangchen has not made any big splash in recent years, he is good-looking and still has a certain number of fans.
The cakes also looked delicious. Yan Qiuyu usually would not let Yan Xiaoan eat these things for the sake of her health. People all have a rebellious mentality, and Yan Xiaoan is certainly no exception.
"Eat slowly, there are still a lot here." Looking at the person who ate a mouthful without getting dirty, Xu Shidong handed her a tissue.
"Hmm... delicious."
"Is it so delicious? It feels like I've never eaten it before." In order to stay in shape, Huo Zhangchen rarely eats these things, especially at this time.
Yan Xiaoan blinked and glanced at Huo Zhangchen, with that innocent look.
"You really haven't eaten it, have you?"
No matter how much Yan Qiuyu looked at Yan Xiaoan, there was no way he would not let her eat these things.
"Maybe my master thinks the things outside are unclean." Yan Xiaoan spoke for Yan Qiuyu, but there was also complaint in his tone.
Xu Shidong nodded, "Actually, it's not bad. Mainly, we didn't see what others did. Mr. Yan may also be worried that you ate something bad."
"No, that's not the case. Everything nowadays is basically made on the same day, and the cakes from these brands are pretty good."
Yan Xiaoan ignored the two of them and quickly cleared away several small cakes that looked good on the table.
After eating, I just leaned back on the sofa and burped very ungracefully.
"I see you're full."
There were a few empty boxes on the table. Yan Xiaoan rested for a while and looked at how late the time was. "I won't tell you anymore. I'm going back first."
When Yan Qiuyu returned home from the company, it was already very late. Yan Xiaoan was playing games and talking and laughing with a few acquaintances on the microphone.
"What are you playing for? You must be hungry."
It was just a simple sentence, but Yan Qiuyu's voice was very nice. It reached everyone's ears from Yan Xiaoan's wheat, and it suddenly became noisy inside.
{Wow, Xiao An, tell me honestly who it is. }
{The voice is nice and sounds familiar. }
As soon as Yan Xiaoan heard what they were talking about, he immediately closed the Hungry Mai and glanced at Yan Qiuyu with some disgust.
It's really not Yan Qiuyu's fault. When his disciple looked at him like that, he said, "I didn't know you were on the mic with them."
"Why are you back so late?"
Yan Qiuyu: "It's the end of the year, isn't it? The company has sorted out some things and it's almost done. The only thing left is some announcements to be made after the New Year.
Thinking about other celebrities who have no time to spare during the New Year and even have more work, Yan Xiaoan is still a little happy. After all, he knows that Yan Qiuyu has free time for the New Year because of him.
"You haven't had dinner yet."
"No..." Yan Xiao'an felt a little guilty and did not dare to say that she had eaten cake next door. She only said that she was not too hungry and then went upstairs.
I was just downstairs waiting for Yan Qiuyu to come back. This man had already come back, and he suddenly felt sleepy.
Yan Xiaoan always had a good appetite. As soon as the person left, Yan Qiuyu was a little worried that she had eaten something randomly. He looked in the trash can and then went to the kitchen to look around, but found nothing, so he went upstairs with confidence. .
In the early morning, Yan Xiaoan, who had not dreamed for a long time, turned over in bed, unable to fall asleep because of the pain in his stomach.
After the two came here, they rarely stayed in the same room. The main reason was that Yan Qiuyu felt that the current situation was somewhat uncontrollable in a room.
But Yan Qiuyu still paid attention to Yan Xiaoan's situation. He didn't sleep much, so he had been reading in the rest area upstairs since he went upstairs to take a shower.
Under the dim light, the man looks good-looking. If he was just an ordinary person, maybe he would cherish every minute and second, or he would take the relationship between the two further.
But he knew that over the long years, he was not sure what kind of existence Yan Xiaoan was to him. He didn't want to destroy the relationship between the two, just like this, at least there would be no other worse consequences.
"Um……"
A soft hum came from the bedroom. Yan Qiuyu was stunned for a moment. He heard no more movement and continued to turn his attention back to the book, although he couldn't read anything.
"Woo..."
This time, the voice sounded more uncomfortable than before, which made Yan Qiuyu unable to sit still. He immediately stood up and knocked lightly on Yan Xiaoan's bedroom door.
But there was no response. Fortunately, Yan Xiaoan didn't have the habit of closing and locking doors. Yan Qiuyu just turned the doorknob lightly and the door opened.
On the bed, Yan Xiaoan was sweating on his forehead. He was curled up in the bed, holding his stomach.
Just when Yan Qiuyu entered the bedroom, Yan Xiaoan seemed to have endured it for a long time. He suddenly stood up and vomited all the cake he had eaten at night onto the bedside.
This frightened Yan Qiuyu. The last time this happened was a long time ago, so he always paid attention to it.
Ignoring the mess he had just vomited, Yan Qiuyu stepped forward with a worried look on his face, "Xiao An..."
Yan Xiaoan opened his eyes in confusion, and saw someone with a familiar smell, "Master, it hurts..."
Because of the pain, his lips were already a little white, and because he had vomited just now, Yan Xiaoan looked extremely weak.
"It's okay, the master is here."
Light luck was placed on Yan Xiaoan's forehead, and the warm Qi circulated in her body, finally making her feel better.
Just after falling asleep, Yan Qiuyu started to clean up the room, not bothering to spit out the stains all over the floor.
After cleaning up, she returned to the bedside. Yan Xiaoan was still not sleeping too deeply, and her brows were slightly wrinkled. Maybe she was too uncomfortable just now, and her mouth had been holding back unconsciously.
Yan Qiuyu saw the grievance on his face and felt pain in his heart.
Before dawn, Yan Xiaoan started talking nonsense.
"Dad, Aniang. Xiao An is here, don't leave, I'm here..."
Maybe it had been a long time since she had dreamed again. Yan Qiuyu didn't even react when it suddenly happened. She just thought she was having a nightmare again.
Like many times before, Yan Xiaoan put his hand on his forehead, hoping to relieve Yan Xiaoan's discomfort, but this time when he reached over, there was no sign of a nightmare.
This made Yan Qiuyu a little confused, and then he remembered what happened to Yan Xiaoan when he vomited just now, and he felt panicked in his heart. He probably guessed that he had learned to lie in bed.
It was probably because I ate something unclean at night and I didn't tell myself.
