The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

He Qing was a little happy and a little wary about Yan Bei’s showing, but he seemed to be a real person, sitting all day by the side, but didn’t move his hands like before .

After school, the teenager relaxed a lot. He packed up and walked back to the bedroom as before, but Yan Bei stood up and followed him. "He Qing, I will go back with you."

He didn't pull the boy's hand, but followed him. Although the impression on him was slightly improved, He Qing was still a little nervous and tightened his body, "Don't you eat?"

He remembered that before, Yan Bei always went out to eat after school.

A smile appeared on Yan Bei's handsome face, "Do you want to eat? I'll accompany you."

Touching the egg in his pocket, the teenager shrugged his head and whispered, "No, I eat eggs."

How can one egg be full?

Yan Bei also wanted to say something, but when he saw the boy's expression, he was a little uneasy, and the smile on his face was more free and easy. "We will go back together!"

With that said, stepping forward seemed to be touching the shoulder of the teenager, and then letting go of his hands under his nervous eyes, "I have forgotten, you don't like others to touch."

He Qing has been nervous since the beginning, and now he sees that he really no longer touches himself, a long sigh of relief in his heart, and a small smile on his face.

"thank you."

What's there to thank

Yan Bei didn't quite understand why he wanted to thank him, but seeing He Qing was so coaxing, he was a little more sure about what he had to do.

Isn't it just coaxing? Just treat He Qing as his ex-girlfriends!

After arriving in the dormitory, the teenager carefully dropped the bag and was about to go out. Yan Bei saw him quickly and shouted, "Where?"

When he shouted, his voice became louder. Just because of the condition of Yan Bei, the teenager who was relaxed with good attitude, shook, "I, I went outside to eat eggs..."

Yan Bei remembered this, and he also ordered a rule for the teenager not to eat in the bedroom.

As soon as his eyes light up, this is an opportunity for goodwill!

Pressing the stiff young man directly on the chair, Yan Bei smiled and said, "Just eat here, it's okay."

Sitting almost flattered in a chair, He Qing looked at him carefully, "Is it really possible?"

Yan Beiju looked condescendingly at the young man. His eyes were round and big, like the Persian cat raised by Yan mother, but unlike the cat who always looked at himself with contempt, He Qing looked at people and always Be cautious and afraid of caution.

From a young age, he likes to suppress others. Yan Bei feels that He Qing is more fun than the cat who is not flattering at all.

He smiled to relax the teenager, "It's okay, eat."

With permission, He Qing showed a small smile, even the movement of knocking eggs was cautious, for fear that Yan Bei would be noisy.

When he opened the egg and was ready to eat, it looked like a small animal again. He carefully raised his eyes and waited to see that his roommate had opened the game and played with it, then he completely relaxed.

Yan Bei's mobile phone is where the game characters stand still, and his eyes fall quietly on the teenager sitting at the table.

His eyes were big, but his lips were small. First he cherished the first bite. After chewing twice, he swallowed again.

From the angle of Yan Bei, you can see his little throat rolling up and down. In the second bite, the teenager bit more and his white cheeks bulged. He seemed very happy, even his eyes narrowed.

Are you so happy? Just eat an egg.

Thinking so, the person sitting on the bed raised the corner of his lips.

He always felt that He Qing was so happy because he sent the egg, and it really coaxed.

On the game interface: [Yan Bei, people! Didn't you call me to open the black? Don't stand still, lying trough! 】

[When a person who likes to play games is willing to log off for another person's game, then this person must be in love. 】

The boy was eating eggs bulging white-faced cheeks, his eyes narrowed happily, [Yan Bei, hooked. 】

【Ding! Yan Bei's favor: 80, the host's magical machine, a unified rivers and lakes! 】

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It seemed that Yan Bei was really waking up to how wrong his previous behavior was, and he began to treat the teenager uncharacteristically.

He Qing was confused and a little relieved.

After all, no one wants to be used as a slave in a variety of ways, not to mention, Yan Bei has really changed.

"A Qing!" Naturally, the title was changed to an intimate position. The young boy Yan Bei Chong beckoned. He Qing showed a small smile on his mouth and sat next to him.

"Here." As soon as he sat down, Yan Bei stuffed the egg in his hand.

"Thank you, this is egg money."

Yan Bei smiled and put the dollar in his pocket, and looked at the teenager with a smile on his face, "Come on, it's still hot."

Because he was always buying eggs for He Qing, the teenager was embarrassed to eat him in vain, refused and always stuck in the hands of toughness, so he had to hand the egg money to Yan Bei every day.

Obviously this is a superfluous thing, but Yan Bei is happy, money is accepted, eggs are taken.

Yan Bei wanted to coax someone. It was so easy. In just a few days, the teenager was no longer vigilant about him, and there was some warmth in his eyes.

Seeing the teenager peeling off the eggs and eating, Yan Bei looked at him with his chin propped up, and his eyes were full of softness. He Qing looked at him this way, and He Qing felt a little uncomfortable.

He was embarrassed to ask Yan Bei why he looked at himself, so he had to lower his eyelashes gently, pretending not to know anything.

After he finished eating, Yan Bei slowly stood up and took a cup of soy milk from the table to the teenager.

"For me?"

He Qing looked at Yan Bei somewhat at a loss, pursing her lips slightly after getting his affirmative answer, "How much is it?"

"No money, this is my request."

Yan Beiyang smiled and pushed the soy milk in front of the teenager, "A Qing, are we already friends?"

friend……

He Qing never had this word in his life. He shook his long eyelashes nervously and stuttered and asked, "You, do you regard me as a friend?"

"Yes!" answered naturally, Yan Bei's smile was hanging all the time, "This cup of soy milk is a gift between friends, drink it."

Seeing the teenager staring at him dumbly without movement, Yan Bei's smile fell and his face showed a loss, "A Qing, don't you still consider me a friend?"

"I thought we were already friends..."

Yan Bei was handsome when he was arrogant, but when he showed his weakness, he looked sympathetic.

At the moment, his face was full of sadness, and he slowly withdrew his hand. "Forget it, it's my own passion..."

Slowly and slowly withdrawing his hand, the teenager’s soft and white hand fell on it. Yan Bei tried to restrain the corner of his mouth that he wanted to raise, and looked up at the teenager with a ‘surprise’.

"We are friends!" He heard He Qing say that.

Yan Bei didn't know how much courage He Qing had enough to say this. He only knew that his plan worked step by step.

With a pleasant smile on his face, Yan Bei reached out very excitedly and held the young tender hands, "Yes! We are friends!"

He Qing grabbed his hand and He Qing was a little stiff, but when he saw Yan Bei's face as pure natural joy, he seemed to be relieved when he didn't pay attention to his hands at all.

Then he became happy, he had never had a friend, so good!

Yan Bei laughed at the young boy's fair-handed hands and laughed, so nice.

Outside the window, Wen Hui lowered his eyes while taking a look at the little lover while he had no class, and the gentle smile in the corner of his mouth kept falling.

"A Qing, today we are together..."

Yan Bei suddenly found that the teenager's face was pale, and he looked down at He Qing's eyes and saw the back of a man.

"A Qing?"

When he saw the teenager staring at the back, he was inexplicably uncomfortable. He gently patted the shoulder of the teenager, but his shoulder shook suddenly.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." The teenager recovered and quickly apologized carefully.

Yan Bei's eyes sank, but he waved with a smile on his face, "It's okay, A Qing, let me tell you, I found a company last time..."

The teenager was gradually attracted by his words, completely unaware of the gaze that the people in front of him looked at, full of aspirations.

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"You have a good relationship with Yan Bei?"

At the stiff table, as the man asked this sentence, the teenager lowered his eyes and pursed his lips nervously, "Well, he is my friend."

"Friend?" Wen Hui smiled, but said something like a poisonous arrow poked into the boy's heart, "But how did I hear that he used to bully you?"

He Qing had chopsticks in his hand. "It's gone now."

"A Qingke has to look at him. He used to bully you so much, now he treats you so well, be careful of him..."

Although the relationship with Yan Bei was only a few days away, the young man cherished this friendship very much. He put down his chopsticks and his eyes were full of indignation. For the first time, he dared to face a man.

"Is it like Mr. Wen now?"

Wen Hui paused at the unfinished words, he looked at the teenager in surprise, "A Qing?"

After saying this sentence, the young man's heart almost jumped out of his chest, full of panic. He lowered his head and whispered, "I've eaten."

Wen Hui had complex emotions in her eyes. No matter what she thought, she finally smiled gently. "Let's go back to school."

Looking at the young man's timid back, the man behind him looked somber.

A Qing really cherishes Yan Bei.

He obviously bullied A Qing before, so why did A Qing so easily forgive?

Wen Hui sent people to school, watching the thin young man almost unable to wait to escape from him and went to the bedroom floor.

Thinking that he would sleep with another man every night, Wen Hui pulled a soft smile, but his eyes were full of madness.

This is his love!

Will belong to him forever!

The man drove home, this is a mansion, the walls are covered with paintings, the people on the paintings, wearing some shabby school uniforms, looked over smilingly.

Wen Hui walked to the nearest picture, gently touching the corner of the boy's eyes, and said to himself, "A Qing, you will come back."

All his everything was given by A Qing, and A Qing should also enjoy these honors with him!

The man went upstairs and opened a studio carefully and cherished. There was a huge painting in the studio.

The dark-haired teenager was lying on his back, his fair skin was tightly trapped by the red rope. He was not blocked or blindfolded, so he could clearly see the despair with tears in his eyes.

The painting was too large. Wen Hui walked over and caressed the young white legs carefully and gently. The touch of the canvas was comparable to that of a real person, but he was very intoxicated.

"A Qing, don't worry, you will come back to me."

"Come back to me and enjoy my honor with me."

Wen Hui carefully opened the photo album on the table and looked at the teenager in a beautiful posture, full of love in his eyes.

At that time, he was the time when his career declined the most, because he found that he could not find the feeling of painting at all.

Although he was a painter, he was also a businessman. The goods could not be painted and could not be sold. For Wen Hui at that time, it was a disaster.

At that time, he desperately needed inspiration. He wanted to draw a picture, a picture that would make everyone amazing.

Then he found He Qing.

A teenager who is desperate for his mother's medical expenses.

He is very beautiful, male and female at an inexplicable age, he has to say that he has a good appetite for Wen Hui, but he did not do anything, but invited a teenager to be his model.

Wen Hui knows how to develop his charm, and the teenager likes him easily.

Although he didn't say it, looking at his eyes, the man knew that the fish was hooked.

The love of young people is the most innocent and the most beautiful. Wen Hui enjoys these loves, but it is not enough.

What he needs is shocking, let everyone know him Wenhui, so, after gaining all the trust, Wenhui did not hesitate to shoot.

Ruin that love.

Stroking this huge picture, the man approached a little obsessively and touched it gently with his face.

"A Qing, you will be back..."

【Ding! Wen Hui's favor: 90】

The teenager pushed open the door of the bedroom. Yan Beizheng was playing the game with discomfort. When he saw him come in, he leaned out and asked, "Are you going to eat with Teacher Wen again?"

"Ok."

I didn't want to mention Wen Hui, the teenager answered briefly, "I'm going to wash."

Seeing that the bathroom door was closed, Yan Bei was no longer in a mood to play the game. He threw the phone aside and his face was full of indignation.

Although it was said that He Qing had trusted him and should have pushed the boat down the river, he didn't know what happened. The teenager seemed to think of him as a friend.

Every time Yan Bei wanted to do something, looking at his pure and trusting eyes, he couldn't stop.

When did he become so indecisive!

The most important thing is to coax He Qing first, as for the old man, some solutions are available!

But how can we coax people without traces...

Walking out of the bathroom tiredly, He Qinggang was sitting on the bed, and Yan Bei's voice on the opposite floor sounded a little hesitantly, "A Qing, I want to watch a movie, but the headphones can't be found, can I turn it on?"

He Qing Yizheng, before Yan Beikai was released, but never asked his feelings, he has long been used to it.

"It doesn't matter, you drive."

"Okay, thank you Aqing, good night Aqing, I try to make my voice a little lower."

Watching the teenager nod and agree, he lifted the quilt and lay down to sleep, Yan Bei raised the corner of his lips insidiously.

He searched, [the most horrible ghost film with sound effects]

After clicking it, the volume was adjusted to a higher level.

He Qing was very tired. Not only his body was tired, but his heart was also very tired. When he closed his eyes, he was **** in the studio by the big flowers, and the gentle man stood there with his face full of appreciation.

The rustling sound of the paint brush seems to echo in my ears.

The teenager suddenly opened his eyes.

This does not seem to be the rustle of the paintbrush, but a terrifying sound.

He flinched into the quilt, with a woman's scream in his ear, and howling of ghosts, he could not bear it, and finally he couldn't help it, trembling, and asked timidly, "Yan Bei, look. What kind of movie is it?"

"Huh? I watched a horror movie. Do you want to watch it together, A Qing?"

The timid teenager shrank the whole person into the quilt, "No, no."

But even if he shrunk himself in the quilt, the horrible voice still surrounded him, and He Qing scared the whole person badly.

Especially, the woman's scream.

He couldn't resist the probe and asked in a low voice, "Yan Bei, can you not watch the movie?"

"Ah? I made you sleep? I'm sorry, I have a lower voice."

The roommate's answer made the teenager embarrassed to ask him to turn off the movie, so he shrunk in the quilt and listened to the whole process.

When the movie was over and he was relieved to sleep, he found that he couldn't sleep anymore.

It always felt like someone at the head of the bed.

At this moment, Yan Bei suddenly said,

"A Qing, I'm a little scared after watching the horror movie. Can you sleep with you?"