The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

The relationship between the two is undoubtedly getting better.

Wei Qinyu has been returning home longer and longer, and occasionally accompanied He Qing to fertilize those flowers loose soil, watching the teenager's face with more smiles, and his body on the bed was getting softer, he There was also a smile on his face.

The request of the children shouting that he wanted to bring him out to see him was also directly rejected by Wei Qinyu.

The biggest shortcoming of this man is his possessiveness. If it’s just a gadget, it’s okay to bring it out, but recently, the man has dug a lot of happiness in He Qing, and he knows him more and more.

He Qing looked soft, which might be the reason for growing up from Xiaojiao, but he couldn't bear any grievances.

He wouldn't play with his temper, but would only bite his lips in tears silently. Wei Qinyu used to think that he looked like a bead, but now he tastes more comfortable sweetness. Qing is still soft and pretty.

Whether He Qing's temper, personality, appearance, figure, or reaction on the bed, he unexpectedly satisfied Wei Qinyu.

He didn't mind giving the teenager a little more face.

Today, he came back early, the teenager had not returned, and Wei Qinyu was not in a hurry. He turned on his phone and looked at the little red dot shown on the map above in the city center.

He Qing has never given up debt repayment, and the only way he can think of is to sell his tunes. After all, from small to large, almost everyone praises his talent in music. Some people come to want to buy his debts. song.

However, these people are now talking about the past boast.

The man looked at the little red dot on the phone and was leaving the city center and came here. His thin lips happily hugged and said to the person next to him, "Preparing meals, stew Aqing with soup."

It's also hard for him, the young master who has never suffered, to run so many in just a few days, but unfortunately, it is destined to run for nothing.

Wei Qinyu never thought of releasing people, at least not until now.

He did say that he could let He Qing go by paying off the money, but as long as he had Wei Qinyu in town, who would dare to buy He Qing's tune.

Sure enough, the soup just returned to the table shortly afterwards, and the teenager returned with his head down.

"Tired, drink a bowl of soup first."

The man beckoned at the teenager and served him soup in person. The gentle look on his face succeeded He Qing sitting close to him.

He lowered his eyes and said lost, "They still refuse to buy my song."

He clearly popped up and felt good.

Wei Qinyu's smile did not change, Wen Wen calmed down, "It's okay, take your time."

Compared with the previous days, his attitude was almost one heaven and one underground. Perhaps because of this, He Qing also became grateful from the beginning.

After all, it was Wei Qinyu who had been comforting him.

He took a sip of soup, and the delicious soup entered his stomach. He smiled happily with a smile, his eyes gleaming toward the man, "It's delicious."

There is a clear intimacy in his eyes, unabashed.

When the man touched the intimacy, his eyes paused slightly, "Keep your stomach and eat."

"Um! Thank you Mr. Wei!"

He Qing smiled at him with gratitude. The pretty face has changed from the paleness of the past few days back to the original ruddy, which shows how good it is to be raised in the Wei family.

"Just thank you verbally?"

Hearing the man's words, the boy blushed. He looked around timidly. After confirming that no one was there, he stood up timidly and sat on the man's lap.

The two faced each other. He blushed, his eyes trembling nervously, and his lips were printed on the thin lips.

Wei Qinyu supported his slender waist with satisfaction, and deepened the kiss. When the kiss was over, He Qing's face was redder, and he was unable to climb on the man, his voice softly said, "I can't breathe... "

"Teaching you so many times, how can you still not learn."

The two hugged and whispered together like a lover. The young man obediently let him kiss and kiss, almost wiped the gun and ran away.

Kissing, he suddenly pushed away the man, and when Wei Qinyu frowned slightly, he whispered a little timidly, "I have a new inspiration recently, made some tunes, do you want to listen?"

"Huh? Does A Qing want to sing to me?" Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the man held the teenager's waist and gently stroked and joked.

"No..." He Qing retorted somewhat embarrassedly, "It's a piano, the lyrics haven't been figured out yet..."

"Okay, let's listen to our piano teacher."

Wei Qinyu released him with a smile, watching the teenager sitting in front of the piano.

This piano was the third gift he gave, and obviously, He Qing liked this gift the most. He sat there when he was fine.

I have to say that although Wei Qinyu does not have any music cells, it is really a pleasure to listen to the teenager playing the piano, so the mode of getting along with each other becomes more and more He Qing playing the piano, he sits and listens .

This is also the case at this moment. The teenager put his hand on the piano and began to play.

The brisk piano sound sounded very exciting.

Bounced, with a pair of eyes, he quietly looked at the man, contacting his gaze that he just looked at, and quickly withdrew his eyes, his face stained with confusion, his movements, and also a bit stiff.

Like a kitten.

Wei Qinyu looked at him in a panic but was pretending to be okay. He was amused in his heart, clapped his hands, and praised, "It's really nice."

He Qing's face suddenly turned redder. He stopped a little bit twitching and determined softly, "Is it really nice?"

"Well, it's nice."

The man replied affirmatively, as if planning for the teenager wholeheartedly, "If this song is sold, it will definitely be sold."

He knew that by saying this, he would certainly be able to get the gratitude of the young man, but he was grateful. After gratitude, he shook his head and whispered, "I don't sell this song."

"Huh?" Wei Qinyu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't you sell?"

The two have been together for so long, he knows the teenager's obsession with freedom best, and he can only see it when he is so shy but he still needs to run from major companies.

Wei Qinyu was angry at first that he wanted to escape from himself, but now he feels nothing.

Because he knew clearly that this canary, as long as he was not willing, could never escape the golden cage he built for him.

Thinking, a perfect smile appeared on the man's face, "Okay, don't sell it if you don't sell it."

Anyway, he certainly can't sell it.

Seeing Wei Qinyu didn't ask himself why he didn't sell it. He Qing saw a trace of loss in his eyes, but he quickly got excited again.

He sat back at the man's side again and asked him with some anticipation, "Mr. Wei, wait for this song to be completed, would you like me to listen to the piano play again?"

His bright eyes were like a kitten who did a good job waiting for praise. Wei Qinyu smiled and touched his head, "Okay."

Seeing the look of a teenager being excited like a child, the man's heart seemed to be warmed by, and he calmed down.

He even came up with the idea that it would be a good decision to just spend a lifetime with the people before him, and to keep him forever in his carefully crafted cage.

He Qing ate a sipful meal, looked at the man who could not see what he was thinking, and smiled.

【Ding! Wei Qinyu's favor: 75】

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"Good?"

"Nice." Yu Rong's expression was a bit complicated, "A Qing, you are really talented."

Speaking of which, the happy young boy just dropped his head, "If I really have talent, I won't be able to sell the music I made."

Yu Rong asked him, "Are you short of money? I still have some deposits here..."

"Useless, my family owes too much money."

He Qing shook his head, refused his help, and looked sad.

The person beside him couldn't see him like this, and he came up with an idea, "I think you just played the one that was good. My family used to collaborate with the record company. Should I help you?"

"This one? Can it be replaced by something else?" The teenager was happy first, then distressed again.

Yu Rong asked him puzzled, "Isn't this song good? Why should it be replaced with something else?"

In the sunshine, the teenager sitting in front of the piano blushed and pursed his lips a little embarrassedly, whispering like a whisper, "This is something I want to give to someone I like."

The expression on Yu Rong's face stiffened a little.

"People you like...?"

"Well!" The teenager didn't notice his mistakes, and gently touched the piano with his fingers. "When I'm done, I must be the first to listen to him."

Yu Ronghui's hands on his legs gradually tightened, and he heard himself say, "Then, he is really happy."

"Can I ask who he is? I also want to know who A Qing likes."

He Qing's face was a bit bleak, he lowered his eyes, and his voice fell slightly, "After a while, I can't confess to him until I have paid off the money."

"You guys are not together yet?" Yu Rong's eyes brightened.

"I look like a debt, how can I be so embarrassed to speak." The teenager is a little sad. He feels that their current status is not equal, and he is not qualified to say likes, so he can only wait until the repayment of money, and then stand on equality From the perspective of telling Wei Qinyu his own heart.

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"Yu listen?" Wei Qinyu glanced indifferently at the photo. "Who is she in Yurong?"

"It's his cousin who likes women and just meets your requirements."

"Fine, just her." The man rubbed his eyebrows, a little upset.

If you don’t get married, those in the family must bother him, but he doesn’t like women, which is really troublesome.

Besides, there is a little bird in the family.

If you let those old-fashioned old guys know, you will definitely make trouble.

Thinking of their recent little actions in the background, Wei Qinyu chuckled and left the photo in his hand.

Want him to get married? Okay, it’s no big deal to divorce, to see who can survive who.

At this time, the phone on the desk rang.

"General Wei, Master Yu Jia went to the record company and he was outspoken."

Wei Qinyu frowned slowly.

Yu Rong...

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The teenager is still playing the piano happily, his eyes full of hope for the future, no longer full of twilight as before.

The phone rang and he put it in his ear.

——Wow!

The sound of the phone landing was loud, but he could no longer attract He Qing's attention.

His face was blank, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Wei Qinyu...?"