A Lucky Coin

A Lucky Coin

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Chapter 92 - Chapter 68 Part 2

Chu Yi laughed: "I bought it."

-Wow

-Ah my heart!!!

-Kneeling on the ground crying while picking up dog food one by one

-Puppy, are you two on a date?

"A date?" Chu Yi glanced at Yan Hang on the screen, who heard him say this and also raised his eyes to look at him.

"Yeah, we're on a, a date." Chu Yi said.

-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Mom!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wow!!!!!!!!!!

-The main characters admitted it!!

-CP fans are over the moon!!

-Date! Date!

This answer not only caused all the girls to go wild, but Yan Hang over there also raised his head in surprise.

Yan Hang wasn't wearing a mask today, just hanging the scarf on his nose bridge to cover his face, probably to show off his high nose bridge.

But the scarf was of good quality, soft and weighty.

His head-raising motion was a bit too big, and the scarf slipped down from the tip of his nose.

The screen instantly filled with comments, nothing else could be seen.

Chu Yi felt his back suddenly burning hot, quickly slammed the phone down on the table with a bang, and stared at Yan Hang, whose chin was still hidden in the scarf: "What do we do!"

Yan Hang probably didn't expect such an accident to happen either, he didn't even think to raise his hand to pull up the scarf, just stared back at him for a long while before saying: "Did it get captured?"

"Ah." Chu Yi said.

"Fuck," Yan Hang was stunned for a moment, then leaned back in his chair and laughed, "My carefully cultivated mysterious image, collapsed in a second."

"Ah," Chu Yi looked at him, "The livestream hasn't, been closed yet."

"Hey," Yan Hang laughed harder, "Hurry up and close it."

"Oh," Chu Yi glanced at the screen, in the black screen state the comments flying upwards were even clearer, but not a single one could be read clearly. He tapped the screen a few times and exited the livestream, "It's closed."

"Ah..." Yan Hang tilted his head back, rocking in his chair, "The mystery is gone."

"Sor, sorry." Chu Yi rubbed his nose, feeling very guilty. He held the cup with both hands, resting his chin on the rim, frowning.

"Why are you sorry for everything?" Yan Hang leaned on the table, tapping the cup twice, "What are you sorry for this time? Sorry my nose bridge isn't high enough?"

"If I hadn't said da, date then..." Chu Yi lowered his eyelids to look at his hand.

For some reason, the girls' comments flashed through his mind.

-So handsome, want to lick

"Aren't we on a date?" Yan Hang asked.

Chu Yi glanced at him, gritted his teeth: "Yeah, it is a da, date!"

"Then what are you sorry for?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Force of habit to say sor, sorry." Chu Yi smiled.

A date!

When he said date, he was actually a bit worried. Although Yan Hang had confirmed it before, his tone carried his usual teasing, and he couldn't judge if this was Yan Hang's true thoughts, or what this really meant.

All this time, his only thought was that being with Yan Hang was enough.

As for what Yan Hang was thinking, how Yan Hang felt, he never thought to ask.

He didn't dare to ask at all.

He was afraid that once he opened his mouth, everything would change.

He just wanted to maintain the status quo, just like this, just for now, not to confirm anything. If time could stop, he would be willing to be frozen in these days forever. He didn't want to take even the slightest risk anymore.

But Yan Hang's answer suddenly lit up his heart.

They were indeed on a date.

Not a meeting, not talking business, not a winter outing...

It was a date.

Chu Yi started smiling at the rice porridge in his cup, not knowing what he was smiling about, just wanting to smile.

He even drooled a bit, and when he tried to close his mouth to stop the drool from dripping out, it was already too late. He quickly grabbed a napkin from the side and covered his mouth.

So! Embarrassing!

He heard Yan Hang click his tongue and then burst into laughter.

"If only this was livestreamed," Yan Hang leaned back in his chair, unable to stop laughing, "Our mutt hasn't stored up enough autumn fat, looking at a cup of rice porridge can make him drool..."

"Ah..." Chu Yi opened the napkin and covered his face, "Stop, stop laughing..."

"I don't want to laugh," Yan Hang said while chuckling, "I just can't help it."

Chu Yi sighed.

"Puppy," Yan Hang laughed and also sighed, "Really, in this world, only you can make me laugh like this."

Chu Yi moved the napkin down a bit, revealing his eyes, looking at Yan Hang.

"Smiling politely," Yan Hang said, "and laughing out loud, are completely different feelings, you know?"

Chu Yi didn't speak. He still remembered the coldness on Yan Hang's face when he first met him, and also remembered all of Yan Hang's smiles when facing people.

But Yan Hang's smile like this, only he had seen.

"I understand." Chu Yi nodded.

"Little pup." Yan Hang smiled.

Chu Yi felt that the embarrassment from his drooling had subsided quite a bit. He put down his napkin, picked up his rice porridge, and was just about to drink it when Yan Hang slapped the back of his hand.  

"Ah!" Chu Yi was startled.

"Drool got in there," Yan Hang said. "And you're still going to drink it?"

"It's my own drool, not the server's," Chu Yi said. "My own spit, you know."

"Get another cup." Yan Hang signaled to the server.  

"No need!" Chu Yi clutched his cup. "I don't want another one!"

"If you dare chug that down all of a sudden," Yan Hang pointed at him, "I'll throw you into the sea."

"I won't," Chu Yi sighed. "If you have time, to nitpick like this, why don't you go wash the dishes, after we eat, instead of leaving them in a pile? Isn't that, more gross than some spit?"

"A stutterer that can talk this much," Yan Hang asked the server for another cup of porridge. "That's rare."  

"You're the only one, in this world, who can get me to talk this much," Chu Yi said. After thinking for a bit, he added, "Dog Bro and puppy are not the same, you know what I mean?"

Yan Hang stared at him for a while. "I know."  

Chu Yi felt a little embarrassed and rubbed his nose.


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