After pretending to be the son of the richest man

Fang Yongxin laid him down on the soft bed.

Patiently and meticulously undressed him, and wiped his face little by little with a hot towel.

Guan Yishen occasionally muttered some vague words, only a few words, most of which were related to Fang Yongxin and Hua Jin.

The more Fang Yongxin listened, the more he felt that Guan Yishen's interpersonal relationship was so narrow that he could really count it on one hand.

Perhaps, this is the source of why he has cross-border emotions towards himself.

Once a person has the seven emotions and six desires, it is very easy to be afraid of loneliness and be coerced by the instinct of longing for love. It is precisely because he knows this that he can penetrate into Guan Yishen's world gently and gently.

So, do you really like it?Or is it just a charcoal fire to keep warm in cold weather, or driftwood to hug tightly when drowning?

It's a pity that Fang Yongxin himself is a typical example of indifference and isolation by nature. It is difficult for him to think about the answer to this question in all previous bidding and signing orders.

But now, nothing matters anymore.

Just before the phone call, Fang Yongxin was still questioning himself repeatedly, but when he got in the car and heard Guan Yishen's gloomy ravings, he made up his mind as if he knew it without a teacher.

Dr. Xu is right, some things don't need to be so clear.

Guan Yishen pressed a warm and sincere emotion on him, like a gamble with a conceit of winning or losing. He is not sure if he has it, but at least he is sure that he is unwilling to let the opponent's bet fail.

So Fang Yongxin bowed his head, looked at the slightly blush cheeks of the person below who was smudged by alcohol, and said in a clear and light voice, "Do you know what it means to be with someone like me?"

"Maybe in this life, I won't be able to fall in love with you as you expected."

"So, I will give you one last chance to regret it."

His voice was light and soft, like a feather swept by, without leaving any traces in his ears.

The person on the bed turned over and fell into a deeper sleep on the fluffy pillow.

Fang Yongxin's gaze was correct, there was still water running deep in his eyes, and his tone was gentle; "Then you are, and you won't regret it?"

After saying this sentence, as if he also understood that this self-questioning and self-answering was a bit of taking advantage of others, so he smiled a little embarrassedly.

He didn't have any character situation for him to presuppose and play, and he never used the social skills summed up at all. He just looked at the face of another person sleeping soundly, and raised the corners of his lips completely according to his own mood. In Fang Yongxin's past 28 years This is the first time in my life.

If Guan Yishen was awake, he would be amazed. It turned out that Fang Yongxin would also show such a sincere smile.

The lighting in the bedroom was turned off, leaving only a small warm yellow lamp on the bedside table. The thin light passed through the thick eyelashes, as if embellished with broken gold, warm and beautiful.

Fang Yongxin leaned closer inch by inch, finally resting on Guan Yishen's smooth forehead, and pressed a kiss, very light and shallow, but unprecedentedly solemn and cherished.

From this moment on, he promised in his heart that he would give the other party the best response he could.

In the early morning of the next day, Guan Yishen was awakened by the faint burnt aroma wafting from the living room.

With a slight movement of the eyebrows, the eyes have not yet opened, and the headache after the hangover came as expected.

"Hiss—" he took a deep breath, reached out and rubbed his temples, and opened his difficult eyelids little by little.

The strange scene that came into his pupils made him stunned like a conditioned reflex.

This is... Hua Jin's guest room?

Before Guan Yishen could confirm, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and immediately dismissed his conjecture.

Fang Yongxin leaned halfway in, with a natural intimacy on his handsome face: "Have toast and milk for breakfast? I even fried eggs for you."

Guan Yi's eyes widened, and he thought for a moment that he was still in a dream.

what's the situation?

Yesterday, he and Hua Jin drank to drink away their sorrows. When he wakes up today, he will sleep in the house of the person he likes, and enjoy the breakfast made by the other person himself?

This is to find out the truth and stop being angry with yourself?

Realizing this, Guan Yishen sat up abruptly, and found that his clothes had also been ripped off, and there was a brand new shirt and trousers beside the bed, which was the brand Fang Yongxin usually liked to wear.

He put on one by one, stepped on comfortable cotton slippers, pushed open the door, his head was still dizzy, and walked out of the bedroom in a cloud.

However, before he even got to the restaurant, he was so startled by what he could see that he stopped and couldn't even close his jaw.

This, this... is this really Fang Yong's new home?

There are many colorful hydrogen balloons floating on the ceiling, circles of shiny ribbons and romantic and emotional graffiti on the wall, the ground is covered with petals, and rose-colored candles are connected to form a corridor, winding forward , and finally converged into a big heart shape.

If the memories of the last time he came were not so painful that Guan Yishen had memorized the outline of Fang Yongxin's apartment very deeply, he would really have suspected that he had stepped into some kind of dream space.

"The strategy I found on the Internet took about two days and I arranged it by myself. Are you satisfied?"

At some point, Fang Yongxin's voice came from the side.

Guan Yishen's gaze hadn't had time to withdraw from those charming colors, and his heart stopped suddenly, and he started beating wildly like an explosion.

Turning around quickly, I saw Fang Yongxin changed into a very formal suit, holding a black velvet box in both hands, and was approaching step by step, calmly and firmly.

Guan Yishen straightened his eyes immediately, and the increasingly violent heartbeat almost covered everything else.

His back and fingers were stiff, his throat was dry, but he joked nonchalantly, "What kind of strategy is this? There are so many tricks, those who don't know think they're coaxing little girls."

Fang Yongxin raised the corners of his lips, that kind of smile soaked in pampering and indulgence, as if he felt that the person in front of him was very cute.

Guan Yishen was so shaken by this smile that his nerves were going to be confused. This scene was so beautiful that his reason desperately doubted it. He couldn't believe it. He accidentally revealed his truest thoughts: "You hold this thing, Dressed like this again, wouldn't you still kneel in front of me?"

"You want me to do this?" Fang Yongxin was already standing in front of him when he said this.

Under Qing Juan's eyebrows was a pair of eyes full of anything and everything. In the next second, he knelt down on one knee without any hesitation.

With the blood flowing backwards, Guan Yishen completely lost the ability to organize speech.

The only thing he could do was trembling his lips and teeth, watching Fang Yongxin's mutton-fat jade-like knuckles open the velvet box bit by bit.

What's inside is finally revealed.

It was a platinum Patek Philippe, with bright black scaled alligator leather strap, black lacquer dial, gold hour markers, bezel, lugs and even buckle, all inlaid with brilliant diamonds, which cost a lot. It can be seen with the naked eye.

"I said at the beginning that when I return to the capital, I will definitely give you a better brand. Do you like it?"

Opening his mouth, the understatement of the wording, instantly broke the heartbeat like a drum.

The center of gravity collapsed in an instant, and a self-indulgent suspicion instantly invaded the nerves, and he could hardly control his expression.

Guan Yishen tried hard to force a smile, but then Fang Yongxin lowered his eyes slightly, opened his thin lips lightly, and said another sentence, like a spark ignited a raging flame——

"It's just that I didn't think about it. I will use it to confess."

Looking at it again, it seemed like resignation to fate, and it seemed like she was willing to do so, and said in a most sincere tone: "I engraved our two names on the back, if you want to associate with me, please accept it."