Chapter 176 Stupid
Chapter 176 Stupid
At four o'clock on Saturday afternoon, at a fishing ground outside Yucheng.
Chen Qihang, wearing a baseball cap, sat quietly on a fishing stool, staring intently at the fishing float on the lake.
Five minutes later, he shifted his gaze and looked to the side, stunned. Where was the person?
He turned around and looked around, and saw Qin Yang running towards him from afar, holding two cups of something in his hands.
"Why do I feel that he is getting dumber and dumber? Black Spider has such superb skills, but he is so stupid. Tsk." He shook his head and complained inwardly.
"Hanghang, you must be thirsty. This is freshly squeezed watermelon juice, and this is freshly squeezed orange juice. Which one do you want?" Qin Yang sat next to him, smiling so brightly that it almost blinded Chen Qihang's eyes.
Chen Qihang took the watermelon juice and said with a stern face, "Keep your voice down, don't scare away my fish."
Qin Yang lowered his eyes to look at the empty bucket with only water but no fish, and blinked, "Okay, why don't you go to the lounge chair and rest for a while, I'll help you keep an eye on it."
"Are you questioning my fishing ability?" Chen Qihang took a big sip of watermelon juice.
"No, I'm afraid your eyes will get tired."
Qin Yang suppressed the smile on his face and spoke seriously and solemnly.
After all, staring at the lake for two hours without catching a single fish was really tiring for the eyes. Qin Yang felt sorry for him.
Chen Qihang blinked his sore eyes, said "oh" in a muffled voice, and finally got up and walked to the recliner at the back and sat down.
Qin Yang turned around, took out a steam eye mask from his backpack, stood up, walked to his side and squatted, "Wear this when you sleep, your eyes are red."
He reached out and gently stroked the corner of Chen Qihang's eyes. His voice was soft and the love in his eyes was obvious.
Chen Qihang turned his head calmly and said, "Go back and sit down, don't make any moves."
"Chen Qihang, I unexpectedly ran into you here!" A male voice full of malicious intent came from far away.
Chen Qihang looked in the direction of the voice and saw Liu Qian, who was forced to drop out of school, walking towards him with five or six boys.
"It's really annoying. Do you know me? If we bump into each other, then so be it. Why are you coming over here? Are you trying to attract attention?" Chen Qihang stood up, frowning. He felt annoyed when he saw this person. He was like a fly that he couldn't be driven away.
Liu Qian was wearing sunglasses and all his clothes were branded. He stopped, raised his chin high, and took off his sunglasses as if to show off, revealing a look of contempt, "I saw you and this man being affectionate from a distance, and I didn't expect you to be a homosexual, bah!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was covered by a tall figure.
Although Qin Yang had a smile on his face, his green eyes were filled with coldness. "Where did this ugly guy come from? His mouth stinks."
Liu Qian took a step back, his face distorted instantly, "Say it again!"
"Brother Qian, is this guy your former classmate?" asked the strongest boy.
"I don't have such disgusting classmates." Liu Qian took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a stack of red banknotes and shook them, "You guys, beat them down."
Several boys looked at each other and realized that if they followed Liu Qian, the rich second generation, they could eat meat. It was just a matter of beating people up. It was such a simple thing.
There are five or six of them, and they are outnumbered, so what if the mixed-race man is tall and strong?
Qin Yang protected Chen Qihang behind him, "Hanghang, stay behind obediently."
"Is it possible?" Chen Qihang was not very happy.
"I'm your boyfriend, how can I say no?" Qin Yang laughed softly.
Chen Qihang's eyelids twitched wildly and he took a few steps back. "Don't be so stubborn."
"Don't underestimate me." Qin Yang turned his head and curled his lips, his eyes full of smiles.
He turned back, loosened his wrist, and said calmly: "Whoever cries will get two more punches later."
"Fuck! So cool!" Liu Qian retreated five meters away and cursed loudly, "Whoever pulls out his teeth later will get an extra thousand yuan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several boys rushed forward and the scene became chaotic.
Qin Yang sneered and kicked the leading boy away, "You haven't even grown all your hair yet, and you're still trying to learn how to fight."
Chen Qihang stopped tensing up and drank a sip of watermelon juice, watching with great interest, "No wonder he said before that he could fight ten people alone."
In a short while, the whole army was annihilated. Liu Qian looked at his brothers lying on the ground, writhing and wailing, and roared, "How dare you follow me with such rubbish skills? Do you think I'm easy to fool?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away in an instant. Qin Yang cursed inwardly and ran after him.
"Fuck! He's chasing me! Are you crazy?" Liu Qian grinned, wishing he could add motors to his legs.
There are grasslands on both sides of the path, and there are cows grazing by the owner of the fishing ground.
Liu Qian was running while looking back, and unfortunately he stepped on cow dung on the side of the road. He screamed and fell to the ground.
"Mom! Help!" He swung his feet and stared at the dung beetle on the tip of his shoe in horror. "Ahhh! What the hell!"
Qin Yang stopped walking, holding his nose, frowning, and no longer had the heart to fight, "Weakling, you dare to talk nonsense when you don't have the ability, don't show up in front of us in the future, or I will beat you up every time I see you!"
Liu Qian wanted to die at this time. He stretched his neck, shook his legs, and shouted loudly for his mother.
Qin Yang shook his head, turned around and trotted back to Chen Qihang.
The boys who were lying on the ground were nowhere to be seen.
"The more you chase after Liu Qian, the more he gets carried away." Chen Qihang put the watermelon juice on the ground, awkwardly held Qin Yang's hand, and looked at his hand carefully, "Are you hurt?"
Qin Yang hissed softly and cried out in pain, "Yeah, the back of my hand hurts, Hanghang will give it a kiss and it will be fine."
Chen Qihang's pupils shrank slightly, he pursed his lips, loosened his hands, returned to the recliner and sat down, his eyelids slightly drooped, not knowing what he was thinking.
Qin Yang came up to him and continued to harass him. He stretched out his hand to point out where it hurt, and looked at him eagerly, "Hanghang, are you still considering it?"
Chen Qihang raised his eyes, smiled slightly and said, "I was wondering whether to seal your mouth with mud or shoes."
Qin Yang simply sat on the grass, took Chen Qihang's hand, and put his cheek against his. "You don't want to kiss me because you're shy. Your ears and face have betrayed you. They're so red."
Chen Qihang moved his fingers, lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was clinging to his arm like a dog, and said speechlessly: "Childish, how old are you!"
"In front of you, I can be three years old or thirty years old." Qin Yang couldn't help but kiss his wrist.
Chen Qihang wanted to pull his hand back, blushing and cursing, "There are people around, don't mess around."
"Come home with me later, okay?" Qin Yang became more and more demanding, his eyes full of hope.
Before Chen Qihang could refuse, he said, "Today is my mother's birthday. If she says she won't take you back, then I won't go back either."
"Qin Yang, you are really good at pretending to be pitiful." Chen Qihang glared.
"It's a true expression of my feelings, not pretending to be pitiful. From childhood to adulthood, I have only been like this in front of one person." Qin Yang raised her head and stared at him, interlocking her fingers with his, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Hanghang, do you hate me like this?"
"If I say I hate it, what will you do? Give up?" Chen Qihang's face was tense, and the nervousness made his heart beat wildly.
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who gives up easily?"
No matter how thick-skinned Qin Yang was, his face turned red at this moment. He leaned close to Chen Qihang's ear and whispered, "Every night I long for you to sleep beside me, to share the same bed with me, to sleep in each other's arms, and to see you when I wake up."
Chen Qihang tilted his head to avoid the hot breath spraying over him, snorted and said: "Isn't the ultimate goal to have negative distance contact?!"
Qin Yang coughed twice and his face turned even redder.
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