TVMCC Chapter 31

Xing Zhouqi’s footsteps halted.

Jiang Qiu?

Was that the first time he saw an alpha following Young Master Yun Yi?

Sent here for what?

Castration???

The corner of Xing Zhouqi’s mouth twitched. Just as he was about to tell Yun Yi that this wouldn’t work, the person had already disappeared from his sight.

As soon as Yun Yi came downstairs, he saw Lan Lan hugging a milk tea, sitting lazily by the stairs, gazing eagerly at the private room door on the second floor.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, and the thought of teasing him arose. The next second, a whistle escaped.

Lan Lan was startled, his body suddenly rising to his feet, his lips still slightly open, and his deer-like eyes staring unblinkingly at Yun Yi.

“Lan Lan.” Yun Yi approached Lan Lan, only to discover that Lan Lan was actually taller than him.

The young master was displeased, and so, he stepped onto a step, his line of sight level with Lan Lan’s.

“Mmm…”

“Would you like to come with me?” Yun Yi gave a smile that was extremely innocent.

Lan Lan shook his head.

Yun Yi took off one side of his schoolbag and showed Lan Lan the milk tea inside. “I have a lot. Come with me, and they’re all yours.”

Lan Lan looked at it eagerly, swallowed, and then shook his head again.

“Seventh Brother, wants to, hug me to sleep at night…”

Oh.

So it was a pet with an owner.

Yun Yi snatched the milk tea from Lan Lan’s hand, squinting his eyes and smiling in a friendly manner. “Then let your Seventh Brother buy it for you!”

Lan Lan pouted, not speaking or moving.

“Hahaha!” Yun Yi laughed enough and returned the milk tea in his hand to Lan Lan. “Here you go.”

Lan Lan hesitantly took it. “Thank you.”

The sky gradually darkened, and the bedroom on the third floor of the Yun family’s villa was not lit. Jiang Qiu had not yet returned.

The lights on the first floor were on, and the sound of cooking came from the kitchen. Yun Yi walked over and saw Zhang Ma, who had been taking care of the family, stir-frying dishes.

She should get a raise. She’s both a maid and a cook.

Yun Yi didn’t leave. He leaned against the glass door and watched. His footsteps were light, and the kitchen sounds were loud, so Zhang Ma naturally didn’t hear him.

As she turned around, she was startled by the additional young master.

Zhang Ma smiled, turned off the heat, and wanted to go over to take off Yun Yi’s schoolbag, but Yun Yi dodged her. “Young Master, you’re back just in time. There’s only one more dish left before we can eat.”

“Where’s the chef?”

Zhang Ma’s smile stiffened. “The master called him over, saying that the eldest young master is used to this chef.”

Yun Yi nodded nonchalantly.

“Zhang Ma, you eat. I’m not hungry.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

“Young Master…” Zhang Ma called out, her smile strained, “You still need to eat properly.”

Yun Yi smiled. “Jiang Qiu said he’d bring me a cake tonight.”

The schoolbag was heavy, and Yun Yi didn’t want to carry it upstairs. He took one cup and put the rest in the refrigerator, arranging them neatly.

When Jiang Qiu left the Qin family, he went straight to the nearest cake shop.

He bought a small strawberry cake, only the size of his palm, with two red strawberries nestled together on top, sprinkled with a layer of powdered sugar, looking very sweet.

It was the kind of sweetness that the young master would like.

He carried it in one hand and held the bicycle handlebars with the other, riding very fast.

The wind blew up his short sleeves, outlining the teenager’s strong figure, and a beating heart guided him to find the owner of the cake.

When passing by a milk tea shop, Jiang Qiu inexplicably slowed down his riding speed. Remembering when the young master smiled at him yesterday and said, “I’ll come again,” he turned the handlebars and went back to the milk tea shop he had just passed.

When he got home, the lights on the third floor were on.

A small arc appeared at the corner of Jiang Qiu’s lips, and he carried the things upstairs quickly.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yun Yi didn’t even lift his head, playing with chess pieces as if nothing happened. Jiang Qiu was already used to this Yun Yi. He stood next to Yun Yi with the things in his hand. “Young Master, I’m back.”

Yun Yi “mm”ed, his eyes scanning Jiang Qiu’s hand. He looked up at him, his fingertips still pinching a black piece. “But I’m full.”

Jiang Qiu nodded.

It was indeed past the young master’s usual meal time.

Jiang Qiu glanced at the cake and went downstairs to put it in the refrigerator.

The moment he opened the refrigerator, he was stunned.

Tall and short milk teas, five cups, a full five cups.

Zhang Ma came out after hearing the sound and saw what Jiang Qiu was holding in his hand. “Isn’t the young master going to eat this?”

Jiang Qiu raised the cake to ask.

Zhang Ma nodded.

Jiang Qiu understood.

The young master must be full from drinking milk tea.

All five cups went into the trash, leaving only the one he bought in the refrigerator, along with the strawberry cake.

Jiang Qiu went up and knelt on one knee beside Yun Yi, reaching out to hold Yun Yi’s calf and gently pinching it.

Yun Yi frowned and raised his leg to kick him, but both ankles were gripped tightly. He sneered, “Jiang Qiu, are you having a fit?”

After saying that, he remembered the things he had agreed with Xing Zhouqi today.

“Xing Zhouqi said he was looking for you. Go tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

Jiang Qiu lowered his head, his fingers falling on Yun Yi’s exposed skin, feeling the coolness. He turned up the air conditioner a little.

“Where are your socks?”

Yun Yi couldn’t stand being annoyed. Seeing that his thoughts on the Go game were about to be disrupted, he glared at Jiang Qiu. “Shut up!”

Jiang Qiu let go, stood up, and his dark eyes fell on Yun Yi’s face. “Young Master, you didn’t do what I said.”

The familiar sense of oppression came again. Yun Yi frowned, straightened his back with an air of defiance, and said in a cold voice: “Jiang Qiu, if you’re not good, you can get out too.”

“Also?” Jiang Qiu caught the word. “Who did Young Master chase away?”

“Get out.”

“Not getting out.”

“Then shut up!”

Yun Yi’s nostrils flared, his brows furrowed, his face flushed, glaring angrily.

He thought he was being very fierce, but in Jiang Qiu’s eyes, he was actually being charming and innocent, with no deterrent power at all. On the contrary, it made people unable to take their eyes off him, and a sense of tenderness gradually arose.

Jiang Qiu looked at Yun Yi’s alluring lips, his Adam’s apple rolling a few times, and turned his eyes away.

He was extremely thirsty, as if only the young master’s lips could quench his thirst.

However, Yun Yi would be angry.

The most impulsive of the eighteen-year-old boys, the next second he heard Yun Yi’s sneer in his ear, “Dog thing.”

“…Sorry.”

Yun Yi reacted much more calmly than before. If it had been before, he would have raised his foot to kick. He pointed at the chessboard. “Can you play?”

Jiang Qiu had seen it before when he was with Yun Chongshan, and said, “A little.”

Yun Yi pushed the white pieces to the opposite side. “Sit down and play.”

Jiang Qiu glanced at the chessboard. The white pieces were at a disadvantage and would be strangled by the black pieces if he was not careful.

He sat down, held the white piece, and when he dropped it, Yun Yi raised his eyebrow.

“A little?”

Jiang Qiu’s face did not change color. “Yeah.”

The white pieces reversed the situation, and the black pieces were forced back step by step.

Yun Yi pinched a black piece, bit his lip, stared at the chessboard, hesitated for a long time, and then dropped it.

Jiang Qiu smiled, but just as the white piece was about to fall, Yun Yi grabbed his wrist. His face turned slightly red, and he hummed, “I played that piece wrong just now.”

Then, Jiang Qiu withdrew his hand. “Then Young Master, play again.”

The black piece that had just been taken back was withdrawn and dropped in a new position.

“Okay.”

Jiang Qiu looked at the chessboard and raised his eyes to look at Yun Yi. “Did I play it right this time?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Qiu held the white piece and forcibly changed its position under Yun Yi’s gaze.

As soon as Yun Yi saw it, he understood, and immediately became annoyed, pushing the chessboard away. “I’m not playing!”

“Young Master is about to win. Aren’t you going to play anymore?”

Yun Yi raised his foot and kicked him. “Get out!”

[Yun Yi holding milk tea stood obediently: Mom said, let me come out and ask the aunts for a book review~ mwah mwah!]