Stand-in Relationship - Chap 160

He Yang frowned slightly, as if he was afraid that the youth had regretted, leaned down and almost pressed the youth underneath him, tightly wrapped the person in his arms, and whispered, “You promised before.”

“I didn’t forget.” Xu Chengyan smiled, put his arms around the man’s neck, “I remember.”

“Mm.” He Yang buried himself in the youth’s neck, and his fingertips were also touching the youth’s waist, rubbing softly on it through his clothes, urging, “Stairs.”

Xu Chengyan touched the back of the man’s head and rubbed it, holding back a smile, but still reminding, “Uncle Wen will see us.”

After all, Uncle Wen was still at home, so if they really tossed and turned on the stairs, it would be embarrassing if Uncle Wen ran into them.

Xu Chengyan didn’t have much obsession with the stairs, his fingertips unconsciously hooked into He Yang’s hair to play with it.

He Yang was quiet for a few seconds and suddenly said, “There’s still a house in the western suburbs.”

“Hmm?” Xu Chengyan didn’t quite understand for a moment.

He Yang: “There are stairs, Uncle Wen is not there, and there is no one else.”

Xu Chengyan instantly understood what He Yang meant and couldn’t help but say, “Can’t you think of anything else besides the stairs?”

He Yang didn’t say anything again, leaning quietly against the youth.

He Yang reached out and touched his fingertips to the corners of the youth’s eyes, staring at those peach blossom eyes.

After a while, He Yang said, “I want to eat wontons.”

Xu Chengyan lazily responded, “Then you come down, I’ll go get it.”

He Yang let go of his hand, Xu Chengyan got up and headed towards the kitchen.

There were wonton skins in the fridge, so Xu Chengyan took the tools and went to the kitchen, tied on his apron and wrapped the wontons for He Yang in the kitchen.

He Yang leaned against the kitchen door and watched the youth’s back.

Xu Chengyan quickly wrapped the meat filling and cooked two bowls of wontons.

But again, because he hadn’t made wontons for a long time, Xu Chengyan was a little rusty and said, “It’s been a long time since I’ve made them, so the taste might be different.”

He Yang sat at the table, ate a small wonton and said, “It’s the same.”

Xu Chengyan sat with his bowl to the side, looked at the wontons in the bowl and asked, “Why do you like eating wontons?”

Xu Chengyan was really curious, he remembered that He Yang was not used to eating wontons at first, but then somehow, he suddenly liked wontons.

He Yang: “You made them.”

“I’ve made them for you before.”

He Yang’s movements paused as he slowly began to remember what had happened before.

But time was just too long ago, and many things had been forgotten.

It was as if suddenly from a certain day, he was used to the wonton.

In the evening, the villa living room becomes lively.

The Chinese New Year party was on the TV, QiQi was running around the living room with a firecracker toy in his mouth, and Xiao Wen was running after QiQi, a very energetic cat and dog.

Xu Chengyan leaned back on the sofa, squinting his eyes, still a little lazy, not wanting to move.

He Yang was also at the side, his fingertips rubbing the youth’s head with one hand or another, while watching TV.