C117 Shouldn't You Protect Me?

"Yan Chuyang?" Wei Qing stood at the kitchen door and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The boy did not say a word, but turned on the game loud, staring unblinkingly at the screen of his phone.

Wei Qing sighed and walked a few steps to his side. "What do you want to eat?"

Yan Chuyang turned around with his phone in his arms, facing the back of the sofa, but still didn't say anything