Spear Teacher

"......"

Hearing this, He Chuyang's expression froze.

Then he seemed to have just noticed the man standing with Jiang Qiyu, and his eyes were slightly surprised:

"So Mr. Qi is here too......"

"You figured this out."

Qi Yu stepped forward, took Jiang Qiyu's hand and put it in his arm like before. He smiled with his lips curled, but his eyes became sharper:

"Yes, we are together."

"......"

Jiang Qiyu frowned and turned his head to look at the man who suddenly went crazy.

No, who asked him?

"......"

As if sensing her doubtful gaze, Qi Yu looked at her nonchalantly, his eyes dangerous and his tone unusually gentle:

"Yu Yu, we were in a hurry last time, why don't you introduce me this time?"

But Jiang Qi Yu heard the sharpening of the knife from this gentle tone, she grinned and introduced:

"This is He Chuyang, a contestant I met when I participated in the program."

"So that's how it is."

Qi Yu smiled and nodded, then looked at He Chuyang, whose expression was not very natural, and his smile became even bigger:

"I always saw him chasing you and calling you sister, I thought he was a distant relative from somewhere."

"Mr. Qi is joking..."

He Chu Yang was not as sharp as him. He just lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Everyone cares about whether I sing well or not, whether I can advance or not. Only sister Qi Yu cares about my studies and the direction of my future life. I really..."

He paused and did not continue to speak. Instead, he looked at Jiang Qi Yu and smiled sweetly:

"I have always been grateful to my sister!"

"But..."

Jiang Qi Yu did not show anything on her face, but secretly, she was embarrassed by the boy's "sister literature" and tightly grasped Qi Yu's arm:

"When did I care..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that at the rematch of "You Can You UP", the program team asked her to be the bad guy to eliminate He Chu Yang.

In order not to be accused of operating behind the scenes, she made up a set of rhetoric:

'At your age, you should still be in high school, and perhaps you are facing the college entrance examination, a major hurdle in your life! There are still infinite possibilities in your future. You should go to school to gain knowledge like your peers! We must be diligent, holding books and swords to shine in China! What I give you today is not a red light, but a green pass for your future life! ’

“......”

“Sister, have you remembered?!”

Seeing her expression, He Chuyang’s eyes lit up instantly, and his cheeks blushed as he spoke intentionally or unintentionally:

“Afterwards, I watched the live broadcast, and sister would not be like this to other contestants…”

What a good Longjing before the rain.

“......”

Qi Yu almost laughed out of anger, and simply spread his arms like before to hold Jiang Qiyu’s slender waist, and brought her to his side.

Before she could react, he leaned over slightly, and put his lips close to her ear in an intimate manner.

He stopped at an ambiguous distance between kissing and not kissing, and whispered:

“Don’t you want to introduce me to this contestant?”

“——”

Jiang Qiyu’s mind instantly “buzzed”, and she was almost numb all over by his full-powered Peacock Spreading Screen Gu.

She raised her hand and touched her ear woodenly:

"He is Qi Yu, my..."

After a pause, she spoke to the boy who smelled of tea:

"Boyfriend."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qiyu instantly felt that the originally oppressive atmosphere around her suddenly became clear, as if from a level 8 typhoon, it suddenly became a bright sunshine.

And when He Chuyang heard this, his expression on his face froze, his eyes were hurt for a moment, and then he said with a lonely look:

"Then I won't bother you sisters for now..."

Then he turned around and left.

But after he turned around, the expression on his face that was originally lost and helpless suddenly changed, and his eyes gradually became gloomy, as if he was filled with some extraordinary emotions.

But at this wine party, naturally no one noticed the changes in a boy's eyes, and no one heard his indifferent murmur:

"I seem to have used the wrong method..."

——

And here.

After the uninvited guest turned and left, Qi Yu still held the slender waist of the person in his arms tightly, and the smile on his face became deeper.

He lowered his head slightly, and his tone was gentle with an imperceptible coaxing:

"You just said... I am your what?"

"..."

Feeling the force tightening around his waist, Jiang Qiyu was too lazy to struggle, and simply stuck to him:"Want to hear it again?"

She smiled at the slightly surprised man, tilted her head and signaled him to come closer with her eyes.

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows when he saw this. Although he felt that it was probably a trick, he still lowered his head and put his ear close to her soft red lips...

If someone else passed by here at this time, they would see this picture:

The tall man embraced the slender woman in his arms as if he had found a treasure. The man's eyebrows were full of doting, and he bent over for her.

The woman shyly tapped her toes, and her red lips were close to the man's ear, as if she was whispering something sweet.

But except for them, no one knew the content of the sweet talk.

The two of them were in an ambiguous posture. Jiang Qiyu took the initiative to lean close to Qi Yu's ear and whispered word by word:

"You are my son."

"..."

The ambiguous atmosphere that was created for the second time was swept away again.

Qi Yu couldn't even get angry anymore. He gently tightened his arm around her waist, and then let go of it.

When the two of them were at a safe distance, he looked at the woman who was smiling triumphantly with narrowed eyes, and glanced at her helplessly.

Then he turned around and left without saying anything.

"Hey (↗)"

Jiang Qiyu thought he was angry, and her bared teeth were instantly retracted. She stepped on her high heels and walked quickly to follow him.

"Are you angry?"

"......"

She pursed her lips in dismay and leaned her head to look at the man's expression:

"Are you really angry?"

"......"

Seeing that he just walked forward without saying a word, Jiang Qiyu suddenly had an idea:

"Did you misunderstand something?"

She did not coax him, but defended herself confidently:

"You know, I am from City A, and it is normal to speak with an accent. Have you heard of Beijing dialect?"

"......"

Almost amused by her strange reason, Qi Yu stopped and looked at her calmly, still without saying anything.

"Really!"

Seeing this, Jiang Qiyu immediately struck while the iron was hot and vowed:

"We people from City A speak with erhua sounds, and I didn't mean to take advantage of you."

"So, what you meant just now was..."

The man finally spoke, and his originally indifferent face gradually showed a hint of success:

"Are you confessing to me?"