Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

It was dawn outside the window, and the boy was lying on his side on the dark blue bed sheet, his damp black hair was softly pasted on his forehead, his eyes were closed tightly, the end of his red eyes was still full of tears, and there were tiny drops of water on his eyelashes .

He is like a fish, snuggling softly in the sea water, the dark sheets make his complexion fairer, but his neck and ankles are covered with water-red light marks, tenderly blooming flowers .

Between his beautiful and smooth waistline, the slightly sagging position is covered with a light blue quilt obliquely, and the overlapping white legs are resting on the bed, and the back of the jade white ankle is slightly red after pressing, There was a large wet mark on the sheet that was obviously deeper than other places, like lingering waves on the sea.

"...Brother, don't do it, you'll die if you do it again." He finished speaking listlessly, and didn't move.

In the sound of his breathing, there was still a sobbing sound that had not dissipated.

Qi Ye waited for more than ten minutes, then patted his cheek: "Wanwan, then I'll change the sheets."

"Get out." Fu Wan turned over, and the light blue quilt corner that he was pressing casually slipped from his waist, revealing the messy light red finger marks on his back waist.

Qi Ye looked away, inserted five fingers into his hair, and slowly rubbed it, touching the damp breath in his hair.

"No, Fu Wan, wake up." Qi Ye said seriously, "Let's go wash up, you can't just sleep like this."

Fu Wan had no strength or energy, so Qi Ye dug him out of the quilt and carried him into the bathroom.

It was Qi Ye who drove him to death, and now it was Qi Ye who had to wash him before he could sleep.

Qi Ye took advantage of all the benefits.

He was a small fish caught by someone. He was cleaned inside and out, and he was fried and cooked until it was full of fragrance, and he was swallowed.

It was past 6 o'clock when he was dragged into the futon in the guest room by Qi Ye.

The softness and tiredness overwhelmed the discomfort of his body. He buried his cheeks in the new quilt, and fell asleep in the refreshing scent of orange blossom of men's perfume.

Afterwards, when Qi Ye applied medicine to him, he let him fiddle with it, without struggling at all, and he was so good that it made people feel distressed.

"Going out late and returning early" studio had an internal opinion meeting at the Xinyu game branch today. At about 14:[-] in the afternoon, the head of the R&D department who organized the meeting received a message from the director and postponed the opinion meeting.

Fu Wan's cell phone beside his pillow kept beeping. It was all from his friends, asking him why he didn't go to the studio.

[Xie Hui]: Dude, are you still coming? The graduation trip should end today, right?The chestnuts at my house are super delicious, I'll bring you some as a bribe.

[Mi Lier]: Second generation, did you oversleep?Still not back?

[An Xia]: Bao, your man seems to be very angry recently, you have to be careful of being fucked.Did I remind you too early?

A section of white wrist came out from under the quilt, stretched lazily for a moment, and turned to get the mobile phone next to the pillow, but Qi Ye pressed his fingers back together.

"Go to sleep, I'll explain it for you." Qi Ye picked up his phone.

Because she cried last night, Fu Wan's eyes were still red when she opened them, with a little laziness and bewilderment.

"Then you..." He started to speak, but he happened to recall the uncontrollable sobbing sound when he was forced hard last night. It was soft, and Qi Ye called him whatever Qi Ye asked him to call, but in exchange for the other party's ruthless contradict.

He nodded, lay back under the quilt, and stopped talking.

Qi Ye just woke up, wearing only black casual trousers, with a brown belt around his waist, before closing the silver metal buckle, there was an imperceptible scratch behind his ear.

"Fu Zaozao, would you like to have porridge at noon?" Qi Ye pressed the metal buckle with his fingers, took a shirt from the closet and put it on.

Fu Wan opened her eyes and said yes.

"Do you want to eat chestnuts? I'll buy them for you after get off work."

"what."

"I took your temperature yesterday, and you don't have a fever." Qi Ye pressed his hand to his cheek, and the loose corner of his shirt brushed his lips, "You will remember to take it again later, okay?"

Fu Wan: "Oh."

Qi Ye: "..."

This is just great.

At the end of the day, my personality has changed. The small home radio station has no signal, and the network cable has been disconnected.

Enjoying a moment of tranquility, Qi Ye stepped on his slippers and went downstairs to the kitchen to cook millet porridge for Fu Wan. He found the millet that his aunt at home bought in advance, turned on the fire and boiled it patiently. He sat leisurely on the chair by the island, in the dark Satisfaction is hidden in the eyes.

Lying down also hurts all over, Fu Wan sat up with the sheets propped up, grinning, wanting to cry but not crying.

Yesterday Qi Ye was kind to him in the first round, and it wasn't too late to end, but he was still fighting, wiped his tears and said casually: "It's okay, little virgin."

He can't remember exactly what happened at that time, his brother seemed to just sneer, and almost killed him by tossing and turning.

Later, he cried out for pain intermittently and begged for mercy several times, but Qi Ye didn't believe it.

He took a detour and realized an easy-to-understand truth.

There are some things that cannot be braved or persevered, because he cannot bear it.

I don't know if it was intentional, Qi Ye put his mobile phone far and high, he couldn't reach it, so he had to take two steps to get it.

Then he fell down and fell to his knees directly on the soft carpet.

His calves were so sore, his ankles couldn't exert any strength, and the area around his waist near the tailbone was sore and uncomfortable. He sat on the ground and stared at Doraemon on his slippers. Stumbled to get the mobile phone on the top of the cabinet.

Qi Ye did reply to the messages for him, but only Xie Hui's.

[Fu Erdai]: Thank you, you can send me the address directly, and I will buy it for Wanwan next time.

Fu Wan: "..."

In fact, after what happened last night, and Qi Ye's warnings overtly and secretly many times before, he also understood that his brother didn't seem to be magnanimous at all, and he was quite narrow-minded.

It's just that Qi Ye doesn't like to talk, and likes to save up money for him to settle accounts.

He sighed, leaned back on the bed sheet, and told his friends that they were safe.

[Fu Erdai]: Don't worry, I've come back from my trip, I'm just a little tired and resting.

[Fu Erdai]: Xia Bao, you are too late.

[An Xia]: Curious, your brother's skills should be very good, right?

[Fu Erdai]: Well, it's okay.

[Fu Erdai]: It's because he's been sleeping for too long, from paying late to bed to paying early.

[An Xia]: ...

Fu Wan regretted it unceasingly, if he hadn't spoken harshly last night, it should have been just right.

"What are you talking about?" Qi Ye who didn't know when he walked in patted his back.

Fu Wan was startled by him, covering the phone screen: "No."

Qi Ye glanced at the light teeth marks left on his wrist, and was in a good mood and didn't care about his concealment.

He was only wearing Qi Ye's loose short-sleeved shirt, which Qi Ye forced him to put on in the morning.

He sniffed at the neckline, as if he was a little attached to Qi Ye's breath.

"Stop flirting with me, you're so seductive." Qi Ye's hand clasped his waist slightly, and it just coincided with a certain red mark, "Get up and eat something, I skipped work for half a day, and I have to make up for it later." Come back and rest well."

"...Scumbag." Fu Wan said.

Qi Ye: "..."

Qi Ye sat over, hooked his neck and pressed over him, and kissed the corner of his reddened mouth.

Today's Fu Wan was unbelievably quiet. He sat silently on the cushion and finished his porridge. He asked five questions and only answered one or two words. He began to doze off when he was sitting at the dining table, and he couldn't get up the energy to greet his 4000. Multiple WeChat friends.

Qi Ye tucked him back into the bed, locked the courtyard door and rushed to the company. He vaguely felt that the house was like a fish tank, and he was raising a beautiful small goldfish for ornamental purposes. live.

Fu Wan thought about his state today, and he couldn't lead his brothers to fight everywhere, so he went to the backstage of Pingxin TV, hung up a leave note, and then he found that someone was scolding him.

The reason seems to be that he evaluated the ancient love theme mobile game under Yuegui, but did not give a positive evaluation.

[Laughing, does the anchor understand Yiyou?Have you ever played it before? Can this be evaluated casually? ]

[If you haven’t played it, don’t make random comments. ]

Fu Wan is not fierce, but his water friends are fierce——

[He often draws cards in live broadcasts, all of which are collected materials, not Krypton, and he should play no less than you. ]

[I remember Wanwan said that he seems to be playing games, right?Did someone take pictures of him near the game booth at the last Comic Con? ]

[What's wrong, Yue Gui's ancient style love game sucks, don't let me talk about it?Wanye is good at mixing mud, he is a mud monster, he didn't even say it was bad, what are you scolding, there is no need. ]

[Huh?Poorer than the anchor asked for leave again, if you have money, you don't make money, you bastard. ]

This was a wake-up call for Fu Wan.

He sat on the bed and used his mobile phone to turn on "Dawn Whispers" where they left late and returned to the studio early.

Their plots and copywriting are well-crafted, and they can't be said to be gorgeous, but they tell a complete story anyway.

It is actually a common problem of many games to focus on the picture and ignore the plot.

He checked the copy again and felt that there was information redundancy in the middle scene.

Fu Wan sent this screenshot to the team members in charge of plot and copywriting.

After doing this, he swiped his finger and accidentally called up the memo on the phone.

I don't know if it was because of changing the phone, but this time he opened it, and it showed the place where he edited first.

【Qi Ye's first Sanda opponent is Fu Wan. (Although he knocked me down with two hits)]

[Qi Ye's speech for the English competition, let Fu Wan listen to it first. 】

……

[Qi Ye's baked potatoes are the first to be tasted by Fuwan. 】

This is a record that he has had since a long time ago. All Qi Ye's good things must be given to him first.

He picked up every glowing shard and hid it in his memory.

Will not forget, and will not be seen.

up to the most recent—

【Qi Ye's first kiss, pay late first. 】

【Qi Ye's favorite, pay first and pay later. 】

The corners of Fu Wan's mouth turned up a little, her heart seemed to be filled.

[Qi Ye's first night, pay first. 】

Fu Wan's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

That's weird, watch it again.

His hands holding the phone trembled, and the phone fell on the soft bedding.

His memo became longer, followed by a long string of strange words, with a few familiar words in the middle, touching on some memories of last night that made his whole body go limp.

It is indeed something that has happened, but help, it seems... He didn't write it!

The author says:

Memorandum change plan √