MTL - Knight’s Love Letter-Chapter 43

Chapter 43, Feng Shui turns

Fang Shiqing woke up, his cold didn't seem to be so bad, his head was a little dizzy, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered that Yuan Rui sent him back yesterday.

Look at the time it's half past seven, he's dressed and ready to go to work.

The house was empty and quiet, no one woke him up, no one prepared him breakfast, and no one exchanged a sweet farewell kiss with him before going out.

Time seems to have gone back to when he was single a few months ago.

He was a little sullen and felt that Wang Qi was not good to him at all.

Maybe, Wang Qi prefers Wang Chao.

In the middle of the morning, he thought that Yuan Rui should get up, so he made a morning call and thanked Yuan Rui for sending him home last night: "Thank you, I got it as soon as I got back yesterday. I didn't even bother to greet you."

Yuan Rui said, "It's okay, are you feeling better from your cold?"

Fang Shiqing said: "It's much better. Yesterday, my nose was stuffy, but today it's fine. I'll invite you to dinner another day. I haven't eaten with you alone yet."

Yuan Rui smiled and said, "Okay, let's have dinner together, I can invite you too."

Fang Shiqing said: "Then it's the weekend, we'll contact you then."

Yuan Rui gave a "hmm" and said, "Fang Shiqing, this is not too urgent, you should hurry up and make peace with Wang Qi."

Fang Shiqing was stunned and said, "You think I don't want to? Have you forgotten the way he looked yesterday when I begged him and he didn't care about me, I'm about to die of illness, he And let me call you a chauffeur."

Yuan Rui hesitantly said: "He may really have something to do, oh, take the initiative."

Fang Shiqing was not happy: "I've already taken the initiative, since he started to shake his face on the night of his birthday, it has always been me who took the initiative to please him, he didn't respond to me at all, I was with him In his eyes, it's not as important as his nasty brother."

Yuan Ruidao: "Oh, I can't tell you about your affairs as an outsider, but seriously, if there is such a person who likes me, don't say let me take the initiative to please him, I will do whatever I want. Ah. I think you might just get so many likes that you don't know how precious it is to be liked."

Fang Shiqing thought about it for a long time and felt that what Yuan Rui said might be right.

He was spoiled by Wang Qi. He couldn't stand Wang Qi's indifference to him. He always felt that Wang Qi could not be really angry with him, and could not really ignore him.

When Wang Qi really ignored him, he couldn't accept it, and he felt that Wang Qi was not good enough for him. It was a comparison.

In fact, like him, he loved Wang Qi to the bottom of his heart, and it was nothing to please Wang Qi. Even if Wang Qi really let him die, it is estimated that he is willing to go.

If it wasn't for Wang Qi who happened to be accustomed to him, the relationship between the two would have to be completely different now. It's not that Wang Qi spoiled him all day long, but that he would kneel and lick others all day long, and He must have been licking happily and contentedly.

He has been ill for the past two days, and his voice is a little hoarse.

"Wang Qi," he tried to make his tone seem relaxed, "Are you free at noon?"

Wang Qi said: "There should be twenty minutes to eat, what's wrong?"

Alchemist Qing persevered: "What about that night?"

There seemed to be a voice flipping through the notepad, and then Wang Qi said: "There is an appointment."

Fang Shiqing couldn't hang up anymore, so he endured and said, "Then... Tomorrow Saturday, will you rest?"

Wang Qi said: "I haven't decided yet, maybe I won't rest. It's the end of the year, and there are a lot of things going on."

Fang Shiqing: “…”

Wang Qi said, "Is there anything else?"

Fang Shiqing pursed his lips and whispered, "I miss you."

Wang Qi was silent for a moment, just when Fang Shiqing thought he was about to receive a response, he heard him say: "I see, I still have something to do, let's do it first."

I hit a hard nail, Fang Shiqing was almost bleeding, so angry that he was speechless.

After a while, the editor-in-chief uncle walked in again and asked for trouble, saying that the editorial department of the fashion edition did not pay attention to hygiene every day. The taste of leftovers.

Fang Shiqing, who had never talked back to him, had a sudden attack: "You still pour the rest of the tea leaves directly into the flowerpot, and there are small flying insects everywhere, only It’s okay to water the flowers in the office, you still have to travel thousands of miles to water, have we told you about it?”

Editor: "…"

Fang Shiqing put on his jacket and walked out: "I'll go to the advertising department, you all hurry up, don't gossip when you have nothing to do all day."

If you think about it every day, you will have a dream at night. That night, Fang Shiqing began to dream of Wang Qi when he closed his eyes. It was full of tears, and the pillow towel was wet.

He got up before 6:30 in the morning, and the sky was not bright yet.

He brushed his teeth and washed his face, then took out all the set of toiletries stored in the locker and arranged them, and also took Wang Qi's clothes in the big suitcase Come out and hang up.

He placed things and hung clothes very carefully. Towels, toothbrushes, clothes and trousers were all arranged like a soldier under inspection, as if he had also suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After everything was sorted, just after seven o'clock, the sky was getting brighter.

He wore the off-white short coat he bought with Wang Qi a while ago, then took the car keys and went out.

It's really feng shui turns, and he is going to block people at the door of Wang Qi's house.

He was stopped at the gate of the villa residential area. Foreign vehicles must contact the owner before they can be released. The security guard at the gate asked Fang Shiqing to provide the owner's house number, so they could easily contact him.

Fang Shiqing couldn't remember the house number, and didn't want to alarm Wang Qi so early, so he backed up, found a nearby public parking space, parked the car, and walked back on foot.

Menggang thought he was a little strange, and stopped him to look at his ID card and registered his personal information before letting him in.

He had only been here a few years ago, and he probably remembered the location, but he didn't expect it to be so far away. From the gate to Wang Qi's house, he almost used the speed of racing, and actually walked nearly two ten minutes.

Wang Jin's car.

Fang Shiqing stood on the fence and watched for a long time, the curtains on the second floor were still drawn, haven't you got up yet? It's already 7:40. It seems that Wang Qi is resting today.

In order to look good, he only put on a thin coat over his shirt, and never had the habit of wearing long johns and velvet pants under his trousers. Wang Qi said that he would freeze his legs sooner or later, and he also If you don't listen, how can people in the fashion circle wear other things in their outer pants.

Now he regrets it a little, today is cloudy, the wind is still strong, and the temperature in the morning is very low, and he shivered from the cold after a while.

It was frozen until 8:10, when there was finally movement inside.

There is a huge floor-to-ceiling glass next to the living room and dining room on the first floor. Wang Qi and Wang Jin sat down in the dining room with plates and milk glasses in front of each other, chatting while eating breakfast.

Fang Shiqing, who was frozen into ice bars outside, felt cold and hungry.

He is still inexperienced, at least he should eat breakfast and then block people.

What if Wang Qi didn't come out after dinner? What to do then?

Fang Shiqing wasn't too embarrassed to go in, and Wang Qi was not the only one inside. In front of others, he thought of a set of trump cards specially designed to deal with Wang Qi.

Wang Jin ate very fast. After eating, he stood up and stretched, swaying from side to side to stretch, and suddenly saw Fang Shiqing by the fence outside.

Fang Shiqing couldn't dodge a little, and blushed. He felt that Wang Jin might know about him and Wang Qi, and he might also know what he was doing.

Wang Jin said something to Wang Qi, and Wang Qi turned his head.

Fang Shiqing has conditioned reflex to make a wronged face.

Wang Qi came out quickly, and as soon as he opened the door he said, "Why didn't you ring the doorbell? When did you come?"

Fang Shiqing walked over with his head drooping, and said, "I came here for a while, and I saw that your curtains were drawn, and I thought you were all still sleeping, so I was embarrassed to wake you up."

Wang Qi frowned and asked in a questioning tone, "Are you cured of your cold? Are you thinking of going for an infusion again after wearing so little?"

Fang Shiqing lowered his head and did not speak, feeling a little happy, Wang Qi was still thinking about him being ill, and he deliberately ignored him on the phone before because he was deliberately angry.

Wang Qi said: "Come first, it's cold outside."

Fang Shiqing followed him in with a low brow and pleasing eyes, and his heart blossomed.

As soon as I entered, Wang Jin was changing shoes at the door, and Fang Shiqing called someone: "Second brother."

Wang Jin is older than him, and he used to call him that after Wang Chao.

Wang Jin smiled and said: "I still have something to do, Xiaochao is upstairs, you can go up and play with him if you have nothing to do."

Fang Shiqing said embarrassingly: "Well... second brother goodbye."

After Wang Jin, there is Wang Chao upstairs, it's really... inconvenient.

After Wang Jin left, Wang Qi went to the kitchen for a turn, fry two eggs, poured a cup of hot milk, brought it out and put it in front of Fang Shiqing, saying: "Eat something first. ."

Fang Shiqing held the milk cup and drank half a glass of milk, warmed from the esophagus to the stomach, feeling a lot more comfortable, licked the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and started to eat fried eggs.

Wang Qi looked at him from the side, didn't speak, didn't have any expression on his face, didn't know what he was thinking.

When he finished eating, Wang Qi said, "Didn't you drive here?"

Fang Shiqing said: "Stopped outside, the door guard asked me your house number, I don't remember, they won't let you in."

Wang Qi didn't ask any further details, as if he didn't care much about this matter, he just said: "I have to go to the company, just in time to send you out."

Fang Shiqing fainted: "...I didn't come to your house for breakfast."

Wang Qi has stood up and went to the hanger to get his coat.

Fang Shiqing was about to vomit blood, and stood up.

Less than fifteen minutes after he entered Wang's house, he followed Wang Qi and came out again, the chairs were just warm.

He followed Wang Qi into the garage, Wang Qi opened the driver's door, he scrambled to get into the co-pilot, and when Wang Qi came in, he ran over every second with his legs separated Sitting directly on Wang Qi.

Wang Qi: “…”

Fang Shiqing looked down at him and whispered, "I miss you."

Wang Qi turned his face away from him: "You come down first." He reached out to hug him away.

Fang Shiqing put his arms around his neck and said stubbornly: "I think you're going crazy."

Wang Qi said helplessly: "I really have a job, and I will get the company at ten o'clock."

Fang Shiqing leaned forward, his lips almost pressed against his, and said, "It's not yet nine o'clock."

He wanted to kiss Wang Qi, but Wang Qi avoided it. He was a little disappointed and felt ashamed, so he bit the bullet and kissed Wang Qi's face. Wang Qi rubbed the inside.

Wang Qi became hard in a short while.

Fang Shiqing said in a deliberately hoarse voice: "You like me to take the initiative, so I will take the initiative in the future, okay? You can do whatever you want, just don't get angry, and don't ignore me."

Wang Qi raised his hands hanging on both sides, Fang Shiqing raised hope in his heart, and worked harder to please him.

Wang Qi grabbed Fang Shiqing's shoulder and pushed him back, with a cold expression as if the hard and hot thing in Fang Shiqing's buttocks had nothing to do with him.