Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

Just as he was relieved, Qi Ye, who was replying to his assistant's message, was startled visibly to the naked eye.

"...The bridal chamber? Is there such a step?" Qi Ye asked.

"That's right." Fu Wan zoomed in on the process plan for him to see, and the word the size of a fist swung directly in front of Qi Ye's eyes.

"Understood." Qi Ye looked away, and said with some difficulty, "This is for the two of us to see, there is no need...to take specific actions, no one will stare at us."

"Oh, fooling around, I understand this. The kind that directly pulls the lamp?" Fu Wan didn't linger on this question, "I don't think it's difficult, I can do it. My mother got married by agreement back then, and I have ancestral experience. .”

"Well, there is nothing to worry about at first. The follow-up business cooperation is a matter between the two companies." After Qi Ye finished speaking, he closed the computer and prepared to change his clothes and take a shower. "If you are afraid of making mistakes, we You can try to go through the entire process of removing the bridal chamber."

"I think it will work." Fu Wan was gearing up, eager to try.

He has always been very enthusiastic about this kind of task-like activity.

Qi Ye's unbuttoned white shirt fell on the bed sheet, and he reached out to undo the metal buckle of his belt, making a crisp "click" sound, during which Fu Wan's eyes never left his body.

In the past, I didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but once I realized my desire to deal with Wan, this curious gaze turned into torment.

The movements of Qi Ye's hands stopped.

"Brother, you have a really good figure. Your abs and waist are so powerful and well-proportioned." Fu Wan's eyes moved all the way down and stopped on Qi Ye's slender fingers on his waist. "Go on, you're shy." ah?"

Qi Ye: "..."

Instinctively speaking, it is something to be proud of being praised by the same sex.

But at the same time as this pride, there was also some unexplained impulse, which was his fault.

But Fu Wan didn't notice anything, and was still praising his figure in different ways: "Brother, you said that when you were born a few days earlier than me, the nutrients on the earth were more abundant or something, why did you grow like this? Is it strong and impressive?"

"I usually ask you to follow the exercise, but you don't go by yourself." Qi Ye said.

The Qi family hired a teacher to teach, but Fu Wan was very lazy, and only went to Sanda classes occasionally, and other times he just slipped away and couldn't find anyone.

"The figure you have trained is really good. It has a completely different temperament from the ones from those p's." Fu Wan was talking, and her hands were not idle, she went to grab his brother's waist.

Qi Ye firmly grasped his wrist: "Aren't you tired? You still hurt your feet after flying so far."

After being reminded, Fu Wan only vaguely felt that his feet seemed to be hurting a little.

The lively and noisy people went back quietly, sat on the head of the bed, pulled out a small mountain bag from the quilt as a support, turned on Pingxin TV, and poked into An Xia's live broadcast.

When he is quiet, he is also quite good-looking, holding his bent knees with both hands, his slightly long hair is sticking to his neck neatly, a little smile is on the corner of his mouth, and the white and soft hem of his nightgown is spread out like a snow-white bed. The fine waves cling to his ankle, which is still wrapped with a layer of bandages.

He seemed like the kind of guy who grew up with nothing to worry about, defenseless against the world.

An Xia's live broadcast room has no picture, pure audio output, the daily live broadcast is that the number one netizen picks a book for An Xia to read, sometimes it is a warm bedtime story, sometimes it is a plain and quiet little poem.

An Xia was chatting with netizens when a special effect flashed across the live broadcast room.

[Your friend "Wan Ye" rode a tricycle into the live broadcast room. 】

An Xia: "..."

[Your friend "Wan Ye" tipped 50000 bananas, and "Wan Ye" became your top brother. 】

[Wan Ye]: Son, read this to your first dad.

Fu Wan threw over a short essay on digging out kidneys, going to jail, chasing his wife, and crematorium.

"You're poisonous." An Xia scolded with a smile, "Didn't you go looking for fun? Is it because you found it and didn't you have fun? You still have time to come here to find trouble."

[Wan Ye]: I must have found it, so I am happy.

[Late Night]: Read it quickly.

He buried his head in making trouble for An Xia, with a smirk on his face, and stopped pestering his brother to touch his abs, Qi Ye was left out in the cold.

Until Qi Ye finished changing his clothes and sat beside him, he didn't look back.

Sullenly, Qi Ye took the half-drinked milk on the table and drank it all down.

This person flew all the way to find him, but now he was listening to another anchor tell a bedtime story.

But just now, Fu Wan was driven away by him, and the live broadcast was not allowed to be watched, which was too unreasonable.

"Fu Wanwan." Qi Ye raised his voice a little, "I have one more thing to discuss with you."

"Huh?" Fu Wan threw away her phone and crawled over on all fours, "What's left after the bridal chamber?"

Qi Ye ignored a certain word with difficulty, and continued: "Did your family tell you that after you marry me, we will move to a new house together."

Fu Wan shook her head, his family had never mentioned this matter.

His family Fuyi signed several contracts with Xinyu in one go in the past few days, and he was too busy to touch the ground.And his mother, Fan Ruoxue, was traveling in Iceland, so she might not be able to make it back for his wedding.

"Huh? Are we going to move out together?" he asked.

"It is necessary in the short term." Qi Ye said, "If I take over the position of chairman of Xinyu, there will be many people staring at me. During this time, we probably need to go in and out together. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me I said, I'll figure it out."

There was nothing uncomfortable about Fu Wan, this was their daily state of getting along.

"There are several houses under my name, you can choose the one you like." Qi Ye said.

Fu Wan finally chose the two-story single-family villa in Fenglin Mansion. It is located at the foot of the mountain and has a modern design style. The most important thing is that this house is very close to Xinyu Building, so it will be very convenient for his brother to go to the company.

Qi Ye asked him softly: "Don't you live in the one in the west of the city? I remember you like the interior design there."

Fu Wan fell silent, and the only answer was the sound of even breathing.

He was lying on his side with his eyes closed, one hand was pressed under his body, and the other was still grabbing the corner of Qi Ye's clothes.

In Qi Ye's impression, this kid had already been virtuous when he was in junior high school. He held his clothes when he was lying on the table and taking a nap, and he also held him when he went to the toilet. If you want him to follow, even sit and stand with him.

Qi Ye sighed softly in his heart, and helped Fu Wan cover the quilt.

The suite in the hotel was huge, but the two of them habitually slept in the same bed. Only then did Qi Ye belatedly realize that some habits and intimacy cannot be cut off overnight.

He lay down on his side beside Fu Wan, as if he could feel his breath, the sleeping Fu Wan rolled into his arms.

Qi Ye didn't dare to move, Fu Wan's eyes with drooping eyelashes were right in front of his eyes, and the even air flow brushed past his neck when he breathed, making his neck hot.

Qi Ye didn't respond to his close gesture, but he didn't stay away either, he just said good night in his heart.

The lights in the room dimmed, and the moonlight outside the window was quiet.

Qi Ye's work was still partly unfinished, and Fu Wan didn't bother him anymore. He spent a day and a half in City C eating and drinking, and went to several scenic spots to find inspiration for the game scene in his graduation project.

When Qi Ye finished his work in City C, he turned into a back pendant and was brought home by Qi Ye.

"We can go to get the certificate today, and let the driver take us there directly?" Qi Ye asked him when the car passed by the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Brother, wait for me, I'll go home and find a household registration book." Fu Wan asked the driver to take them back to his home first.

The light in the living room on the first floor of the Fu family was on, and Fu Heng was at home.

When Fu Wan walked in, the two of them looked at each other, and they both saw the words "fucking bad luck" on each other's faces.

"Are you and Qi Ye getting married?" Fu Heng asked.

Fu Wan snorted.

"Then you are pretty good at climbing." Fu Hengyao sneered, "Xinyu has been climbed for you."

"No." Fu Wan was not angry, but thought about it seriously, "I have 160 million followers on Weibo, and Qi Ye has 2 followers on Weibo. From this perspective, I think it's him who is following me."

Fu Hengyao: "..." Absurd.

Fu Wan went upstairs to the study to find the household registration book at home. When passing by her room, she remembered an ugly plush bear that Qi Ye had given her, and wanted to go in and have a look.

The bear has been kept there and has become a part of his life, and he forgot to recall its origin.It wasn't until Qi Ye mentioned his allergies the day before yesterday that he remembered the origin of the stuffed bear.

It was bought by Qi Ye to coax him to play.

The room was much cleaner and tidier than when he left, but many old things on the table were gone. The bear Qi Ye gave him and his old books were all gone.

There were two suitcases by the door, probably for him.

"Fu Hengyao." Fu Wan went downstairs, grabbed someone and asked, "Did anyone enter my room when I was away?"

"Huh? I don't know." Fu Hengyao said, "Anyway, I didn't go in. You can watch the surveillance in the corridor."

The relationship between the two of them is quite complicated. One is the by-product of the agreed marriage, and the other is the crystallization of the so-called "true love".

But the conflicts between the two of them are generally head-to-head. They fight a small fight in three days and a big fight in five days. They roll up their sleeves and directly pull each other's hair.

Fu Wan stopped talking, but was a little frustrated.

Fu Heng glanced at him, and said disdainfully: "When I came back yesterday, I met a broken bear by the trash can in the community. It looked like the retarded thing that Prince Xinyu gave you."

Fu Wan was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Big star, did you take out the trash can?"

"...I threw it away for you, believe it or not?" Fu Heng rolled his eyes at him.

"Thank you." Fu Wan reached out to pat him on the head.

If other things are lost, they are lost, as long as the ones Qi Ye sent can be found back.

Fu Hengyao dodged angrily: "Go away, Meibi, don't touch my hair, stay away from me, I'll lose my endorsement again later."

With a cold face, he said again: "Dad said you were getting married, so Auntie Chen, who was in charge of cleaning, cleaned up your room. I also threw away something, and no one picked it up for me."

"I guess so, he's always been like this." Fu Wan took the bear back from Fu Hengyao, who was pinching his nose, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "You, go and throw his ashtray away." .”

"What am I doing?" Fu Hengyao's face twisted, "You are bullying the illegitimate child."

"What the hell, I'll use my account to delete the monitoring." Fu Wan said.

"Okay... reluctantly promise you, I'll throw two more bottles of wine." After Fu Hengyao finished speaking, he added worriedly, "I'm not helping you, I'm because my wings are stiff."

"Deal." Fu Wan said.

Qi Ye's car was waiting outside the yard, and the driver got out of the car to help Fu Wan move the suitcase.

"Brother, I was kicked out, and my dad specially packed two big suitcases for me." Fu Wan sat down beside Qi Ye with a sad face, holding a broken bear in her hand, "From now on, I will be your family people."

He pretended to complain, but in fact, he couldn't tell how uncomfortable he was. He was going to get married, but that didn't mean he wouldn't go home in the future.

His father, Fu Jinzhao, may be a bit talented in his career, a genius in making money in business, but he is a mess in handling family affairs, even if his marriage is in name only, and his relationship with his son is also bad.

So from a long time ago, Fu Wan preferred to stay at Qi Ye's house, follow Qi Ye's buttocks, and go wherever Qi Ye went.

His perverse and lively character was actually acquired by Qi Ye.

Seeing him like that, Qi Ye knew that he had been wronged again at home without asking.

The corners of Fu Wan's mouth were pressed down, her hair drooped meekly in front of her forehead, the light in her eyes was gone, and she pursed her mouth tightly, looking a little pitiful.

Qi Ye didn't even think about it, he stretched out his hand to hook the person over, and circled him around him: "Anyway, I passed by me later, so you can move all your things here, and I'll give you a home."

Fu Wan gave his brother a huge hug, put his head on Qi Ye's neck with some dependence, and smelled the familiar smell of orange blossom.

Qi Ye put his hand on his back and stroked it several times in a comforting manner.

He won't push Fu Late again, he thought.

He couldn't deal with the closeness and coldness that Wan was used to, and he couldn't deal with the surprise that Wan never followed the rules, and he couldn't bear Fu Wan being wronged.

He no longer wanted to keep a distance, he just wanted to hide the secret and silently watch over the boy he had grown up with at the nearest place.

The car stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the two went in to register and collect their certificates.The staff asked them to fill in the basic information form, Qi Ye finished his own, and turned around to find that Fu Wan didn't write a word, just holding a pen in a daze.

His heart suddenly sank, and unprecedented worries and unease surged into his heart, making him feel as if the piece on his chest had been soaked in green lemonade, making him sore and uncomfortably sour.

He cared more about this marriage than he thought.

"What's wrong?" Qi Ye's voice was very calm, "Don't you want to marry me?"

He was even thinking that if Fu Wan said he was unwilling at this time, would he threaten him with the agreement that the two parties had drawn up, or let Fu Wan make his own choice.

"Hmm..." Fu Wan said hesitantly, "I want to change my name."

"?" Qi Ye sometimes couldn't keep up with Fu Wan's leaping thinking, "Rename?"

"I'm suddenly very upset with my father. I want to change my name to my mother's." Fu Wan said whimsically.

"Farewell." Qi Ye said with a headache, "Fan Wan doesn't sound very nice."

Sounds like cutlery.

"It's also..." Fu Wan was persuaded, "Forget it, that won't change."

The young lady who helped register was amused: "You two seem to be a good match."

Whether it's a good match, Fu Wan doesn't know, but his brother is considered a top match among men, from his facial appearance to his figure to certain parts, no matter what, he won't lose money.

He tilted his head slightly and smiled at the camera. A photo with a red background was left on the marriage certificate of the two.

The boxy red shell certificates, each of them has one copy.

Qi Ye looked at the marriage certificate in his hand, remained silent, his eyes darkened, he didn't know what he was thinking.

And beside Qi Ye, Fu Wan was so excited that she almost wrapped up the marriage certificate. The bright red seal seemed to sublimate the relationship between him and Qi Ye in an instant.

"Brother." Fu Wan said proudly, "You are mine hahahaha!"