Because of Qi Yan's arrival, the atmosphere in the venue was particularly heavy. There was not even a person who farted. The big guys were like sitting on pins and needles, just like being tortured.
The others were frightened. Only Rongbao had nothing to do. He was so idle that he raised his hand on the old man's chin and played: "Master Qi... prick his hand..."
The originally depressing environment was broken by the words of Rongbao.
Qi Yan's facial muscles relaxed. He lowered his head and rubbed his lips on Rongbao's little face in front of others.
Qi Yan just kissed Rongbao and didn't say anything else.
Rongbao continued to grab the beard on the old man's chin, mainly because there was no other entertainment, so he caught the old man's beard.
The others present watched Rongbao plucking hair by the tiger's mouth. They had already sweated for Rongbao, but when they saw the plucked Qi, he was not angry at all. They couldn't help but accept it. Who was the little boy? He could not only sit on Qi's lap, but also pull Qi's Qi's hair.
Qi Yan was keenly aware that someone behind him was staring at his little lover. He immediately turned his head and shot the group of people behind him with cold eyes.
After being warned by Master Qi with their eyes, they didn't dare to look at Rongbao anymore.
This handover ceremony has been going on for an hour, and everyone present, except Rongbao, was worried.
The two representatives on the stage were originally going to quarrel fiercely on the stage, but today Mr. Qi suddenly arrived in person. They did not dare to quarrel as before. Both of them discussed their views in a gentle tone.
For the first time, the two gangs were so harmonious and loving. The representatives of the two gangs were on the stage, and they couldn't wait to hold hands like kindergarten children and give a speech together.
Just as he was about to turn his enemy into a in-laws at the scene, Rongbao rubbed his eyes, leaned against the old man's chest and said, "Master Qi... I'm sleepy..."
He ate radish all night yesterday, but he didn't sleep much. He got up too early in the morning. Rongbao is now fighting his eyes.
Qi Yan put his hand on the back of Rongbao's head and rubbed it gently: "Let's go home."
Qi Yan picked up Rongbao and was ready to leave. When the two gang representatives on the stage saw that Master Qi was about to leave, they quickly bent down to send him off and said with one voice, "Master Qi, take your time."
"Uncle, are you going back so soon?" Qi Feng even wore a bulletproof vest, but he didn't see the scene of the two gangs fighting. He felt particularly sorry.
"If you don't want to go, stay and sit in my seat." After Qi Yan finished speaking, he took his little lover away without looking back.
Qi Feng really didn't want to leave. After all, he was fully armed. He had to live up to his style. He couldn't come for nothing today, so he sat in his uncle's seat.
As soon as Qi Yan left, how could Qi Feng, a hairy boy, calm down the field?
Less than a second after Qi Yan just walked out of the door, the two gangs really started to work hard.
Qi Feng was stunned there stupidly. He didn't expect things to turn out so quickly. He regretted it now. If he had known it, he should have left with his uncle.
Qi Yan returned to the car with Rongbao in his arms and looked at the sleepy little guy in his arms and asked, "Will you come out with me next time?"
He was tired last night. Qi Yan didn't want to come out with Rongbao, but didn't Rongbao have to follow him and lie down at home?
Rongbao's eyelids drooped a few times and muttered, "Rongbao followed Master Qi..."
Wherever Master Qi goes, Rongbao will go.
Hearing Rongbao's words, Qi Yan raised his hand and pulled the broken hair in front of the child's forehead to the side, revealing his smooth forehead.
The driver hadn't started the car at this moment, and parked the car outside the venue without moving, because Qi Yan guessed that the boy Qi Feng must be running out soon.
As soon as Rongbao closed his eyes and fell asleep, Qi Feng rushed out of the venue with his head in his arms. Seeing that his uncle's car was still parked outside, he was so excited that he staggered over and cried, "Uncle, it's so scary inside."
Qi Yan glanced at him coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, get in the car."
Qi Feng did not dare to sit in the back seat with his uncle, so he went to the co-pilot in front of him.
After the driver drove for a while, Qi Feng slowly calmed down. He turned his head and looked at Qi Yan, who was sitting behind him. He said with a sad face, "Uncle, they are so ferocious. They cut them with knives. I almost got cut them all."
Qi Yan took off his coat and covered Rongbao. He replied to Qi Feng in a light tone: "You will see a lot of such scenes in the future."
Qi Yan was cut a lot. His body was covered with knife and gunshot wounds, and those scars would stay on him for a lifetime.
Qi Feng saw his uncle's naked arms, and there were bumpy scars on his back. One by one, he was cut a lot of knives. He didn't know how his uncle survived.
Thinking of this, Qi Feng suddenly felt that his uncle was particularly heroic and powerful. No, he always felt that his uncle was a cruel person. Since he was born, his uncle had been someone else's nightmare and his nightmare.
Although Qi Feng also wants to be an uncle who can call for wind and rain, and can kill everyone present with one look, he doesn't have so much courage and courage. He is a coward: "Uncle... What should I do if I am cut down?"
Qi Yanfeng said lightly, "As long as you haven't been hacked to death, you will continue to do things."
Qi Feng cried: "..." Is this still a fucking human?
The voice of the two of them quarreled with Rongbao, who was sleeping.
Rongbao pouted with dissatisfaction and hummed, "Master Qi..."
Qi Yan's face softened in an instant and patted Rongbao on the back: "Go to sleep."
Even if Qi Feng was hacked to death by others, Qi Yan just frowned. This was still for the sake of blood relationship. If there was no blood relationship, he would not even frown.
But if Rongbao's little finger is cut by a small knife, Qi Yan will chase people to the ends of the earth, and his ancestral graves will be dug out.
Seeing that his uncle treated himself and his aunt, Qi Feng was numb with a completely different attitude.
Rongbao slept all the way and came home. As soon as he smelled the smell of the dessert, he immediately woke up. He raised his little head and looked around to see where the dessert was.
When the old housekeeper saw Rongbao's taste, he knew that the child was greedy. He smiled and brought the freshly made cookies: "Young master Rong, you can try the freshly made chocolate cookies."
Rongbao reached out and took a piece from the plate. He didn't eat it himself and fed it to the old man's mouth first.
The little lover can be so filial to him, which makes the old man's heart soften again. Now he will love Rongbao more every day. This love accumulates more and more, and I don't know when it will overflow.
The more you love, the more you can't accept betrayal, and sooner or later you will go crazy.
Qi Yan took a bite of the biscuit in Rongbao's hand. The cookies he had just made were very crispy. There was a chocolate sandwich in it, which was very sweet and greasy. It was the taste that children liked. Old men didn't like it very much.
Rongbao took a bite at the place where Qi Yan had bitten. It tasted sweet, and his heart was also sweet.
While eating, Rongbao looked up and smiled at Qi Yan.
Rongbao is already very good-looking and smiles better. Who can refuse a little cute rabbit who loves to laugh?
Just as Qi Yan was about to bow his head and take a bite of Rongbao, Qi Feng suddenly said, "Little aunt, you can't eat if you don't wash your hands. It's unhygienic."
Rongbao glanced at his little hand, and then silently rubbed his little hand on Qi Yan.
Qi Yan first kissed Rongbao, and then went to hit Qi Feng with a scratch, and the action was completed in one go.
Immediately, Qi Yan took Rongbao in his arms and sat down on the sofa, intending to review yesterday's teaching work.
Rongbao now learns one word a day. It's a little slow to learn, but at least he can read. The first two words he knows are Qi Yan's name.
Rongbao is not very interested in other words, so he likes to write the word Qi Yan, because this is the name of his old top.
Seeing that his uncle was teaching his aunt to read, Qi Feng put an ice bag on his face and looked over: "I can already write the name of the old top. It's really awesome."
Rongbao answered Qi Feng word by word: "Master Qi's name."
Qi Yan is in a good mood now and doesn't care about Qi Feng's poor mouth.
Seeing that his uncle was not very angry, Qi Feng said, "Little aunt, write my name too. You just need to learn to write style. It's very simple."
Before Rongbao agreed or refused, Qi Yan said loudly, "Get out."
Qi Yan only allowed Rongbao to write his name alone. The old man's possessiveness was not a joke.
Qi Feng didn't dare to hit the muzzle of the gun. He said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't write my name."
Qi Yan's mood just got better for a while, and then he heard Rongbao say the names of other men: "Qi...Feng."
Qi Feng was going to go back to his room to change his clothes. Suddenly, he heard his aunt calling his name. He felt that his back had been stared at by his uncle.
Qi Feng knelt down and said, "Uncle, listen to my explanation."
Qi Yan raised his legs and asked with a straight face, "Say it, when did you hook up with Rongbao?"
A few days ago, Rongbao began to communicate with Qi Feng, and now he even reads his name. Can this not make the old man jealous?
The old man soaked in the jar of vinegar can't wait to bring his nephew to sacrifice to the sky immediately.
Qi Feng trembled and said, "No... Uncle, there is really no such thing."
The little aunt really hurt him. How could he learn to call his name?
The person who makes Qi Yan angry the most is not Qi Feng, but Rongbao.
But Qi Yan rectified Qi Feng first, and then came back to rectify Rongbao later.
Qi Feng had nothing to say, so he could only call himself wronged.
Rongbao didn't know that the mountain rain was about to come to Feng Manlou. He was eating cookies and watching the play. When he saw Qi Feng kneeling on the ground to explain, he smiled happily.