The sand sculpture stand-in and the boss agreed to get married

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Fu Yanle squatted on the side of the road waiting for the housekeeper.

A row of maple trees stands on the opposite side of the street, stretching out the beauty of red and yellow under the warm night lights, which is the tenderness unique to late autumn.

The street lamp above his head covered Fu Yanle, making him huddle in the shadow of the road.

The denim jacket was pulled away by Lu Minghe, and it was awkwardly draped over his elbows, and the bottoming sweater was also pulled into a slanted shoulder style.Therefore, a small piece of fair skin is tremblingly posing for a photo in the autumn night, creating a "weak and pitiful" false persona for the owner of the body.

Lu Minghe swears: This is one of the tricks of sex/seduction!

Fu Yanle questioned intuitively, but now he was shivering with cold, and he was even more sure of Lu Minghe's reliability.He poked the toe of his shoe intermittently, "What am I trying to do?"

Obviously getting the certificate with Yu Jingchen was also a matter of selfishness for a while. They had no intentions, and they were more or less intended to be used. Why did they suddenly start to care about Yu Jingchen's real thoughts?Even if Yu Jingchen really wanted to plot something against him, at most it could be regarded as using each other, each taking what he needed.

Hold!Fu Yanle clenched his fist and slammed it hard on his shoe.

It's really too much to eat, and it hurts to be idle!

At this moment, the toe of a leather shoe suddenly came into view, Fu Yanle paused for a moment with his fingertips, and the next second, the toe of the leather shoe was pressed against his toe.

Butlers don't do that.

Fu Yanle seemed to feel something, and raised his head slowly.Just like the time he saw Yu Jingchen at Lu's house, he looked at Yu Jingchen from toe to head with intense eyes.Only this time from the devil's point of view.

Damn, still so handsome!

Yu Jingchen didn't seem to mind the overly focused and careful scrutiny.He stretched out his hand and pulled back the jacket and sweater that he deliberately posed for a photo, leaned over and said, "Can you get up?"

"Get up—" Fu Yanle opened the small notebook in his mind in time, and the words "hook him hard" fell down like thunder, forcing him to change his words abruptly, "I can't get up."

Yu Jingchen looked directly at Fu Yanle and did not respond.

Fu Yanle licked her dry lips, and added purely: "I'll be fine slowly, Brother Chen, you don't need to hug me. I'm already a mature adult, I can't cause you trouble, I want to be independent, tenacious and firm!"

Yu Jingchen looked at Fu Yanle for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, and squatted under Fu Yanle's horrified gaze, wrapping his arms around his waist with one hand and his legs with the other, and lifted him up.

"!"

Fu Yanle hugged Yu Jingchen subconsciously, and strongly demanded: "Change your posture, change your posture!"

Yu Jingchen turned around holding Fu Yanle, "Why?"

Fu Yanle made a bitter face, "I'm like a watermelon that you picked up from the ground!"

"Watermelons don't get drunk, let alone hide on the side of the road and blow the cold wind." Yu Jingchen carried the wrinkled Fu watermelon into the back seat, patted his calf, "Roll in it, little watermelon."

"Oh." Fu Yanle obediently rolled inside to make room for Yu Jingchen.

The butler glanced in the rearview mirror, then drove away, and slowed down thoughtfully.

Fu Yanle leaned against the back of the chair, hugged her legs with both hands, and curled herself into a ball cautiously, "Brother Chen, why are you here?"

"Bring watermelon." Yu Jingchen pinched the bridge of his nose, Fu Yanle's red face flashed in front of his eyes, "How much did you drink?"

"Round up, two bottles." Fu Yanle suddenly covered his mouth, and then let go after a few seconds, hinting sincerely, "Brother Chen, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Yu Jingchen said to the housekeeper, "Lower the windows."

"Okay." The housekeeper said with concern, "There is hangover tea in the car, do you want some, Young Master Fu?"

Fu Yanle's tone was weak, "My stomach is full, let's go back and drink."

Autumn nights are inherently cold, and no matter how low the speed of the car is, it can still soak the bones when it blows past.Yu Jingchen took out a white wool hat from the paper bag at the side, and handed it to Fu Yanle sideways, "Put it on. If you're drunk and blow the cold wind, you'll get a head wind tomorrow."

Fu Yanle: "Goose!"

Yu Jingchen still maintained the posture of passing things, his nails embedded in the white cloth were neat and clean, and his fingers were as clear as jade bamboo.Fu Yanle watched intently, in a daze for some time, then suddenly stretched his head over——

"Help me wear it."

His tone was soft but commanding, like a lovable sloth.

"...Okay." Yu Jingchen unskillfully opened his cap and covered Fu Yanle's head.Fu Yanle didn't speak, but raised his head, revealing half of his face covered by hair, and blew a strand of hair in front of his mouth.

So Yu Jingchen knew: he didn't wear it properly.

Yu Jingchen seemed to be in trouble.However, Fu Yanle still stared at him with a half-smile, as if urging: Hurry up and put it on for me.But he started to get anxious - he should have practiced in advance.

Although he has never worn this kind of woolen hat, Fu Yanle likes it, so he should practice in advance, at least to achieve the effect that he can put on the hat for Fu Yanle skillfully and calmly.Even though he didn't have this opportunity before, he should still prepare in advance, because Fu Yanle has come to him, what if?

Yu Jingchen reviewed himself.

The person in front of him was in a daze.Fu Yanle pretended not to know, and urged, "Hurry up."

Yu Jingchen pursed his lips, and ran his fingers down Fu Yanle's sideburns, brushing the lock of curly hair, and gently tucking them into the hat, his movements were stiff, appearing more cautious.

Fu Yanle suddenly felt his face was very hot.Although his face was getting hot from the alcohol, the "hotness" at this moment was not due to physical reasons, it was more like a kindling thrown from the bottom of his heart.

It was so faint that it was almost invisible, but in an instant, there was a fierce sound quietly, and the fire spread like a prairie fire.

But Yu Jingchen's fingertips were cold.As soon as it touched it, Fu Yanle shrank subconsciously and complained softly: "It's cold."

"It's because you're too hot." Yu Jingchen's finger slid down Fu Yanle's chin, and finally lifted his chin, as if knocking, "Next time you drink, don't squat outside."

Fu Yanle/Through the misty warm light, he met Yu Jingchen's eyes, but he couldn't see clearly, so he could only say vaguely: "Why?"

Yu Jingchen said: "A beautiful and cute puppy, someone will reach out and touch it."

Fu Yanle didn't speak, but blinked lightly as a response.

However, Yu Jingchen's fingers slid down and brushed against Fu Yanle's small Adam's apple.At this moment, whether it was intentional or unintentional, Fu Yan happily swallowed/swallowed, and pushed his Adam's apple to slide gently.

Yu Jingchen's breathing was stagnant, and he suddenly raised his eyes, only to find that Fu Yanle's eyes were only slightly widened, like an innocent person simply expressing doubts.Yu Jingchen pursed his lips, then lightly touched the silver choker attached to Fu Yanle's neck, and saw the engraving on it clearly by the warm light inside the car.

"Ledésir." Yu Jingchen's voice was soft and gentle, as if he asked casually, "What do you mean?"

The autumn wind outside the window suddenly became very gentle, and it didn't hurt when it blew past, it only made Fu Yanle's ears itch slightly.But he was sure that Yu Jingchen was not asking casually, but was luring him to give an answer that he didn't need to answer on his behalf.

This is a trap.

Yes, so what.

Fu Yanle raised her neck obediently, and generously showed Yu Jingchen her throat, the ornaments on it, and the courage to be completely unafraid of the failed love history.

"Ledésir, I want." He blinked lightly, and said in a compliment, "Mr. Yu, you speak French very well."

Like agate beads in the scent of wine.

"This is your strong point." Yu Jingchen's fingertips were still touching the engraved lettering, softly and unavoidably, "I ask for advice."

Fu Yanle tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening attentively.

"What is your desire?" Yu Jingchen focused his eyes, "Share the answer to me generously, okay?"

Fu Yanle could hear the meaning of Weimo's request and the sense of dominance coming from his face, he took it as an order and chose to answer generously.He moved forward slowly, and Yu Jingchen's fingers retreated accordingly, without causing any pressure on his Adam's apple.

Fu Yanle finally rested his chin on Yu Jingchen's shoulder, and Yu Jingchen withdrew his hand from such a distance.He smiled and tilted his head, and finally looked into Yu Jingchen's eyes that were always calm and unwavering. He heard the surge inside when he was half drunk, and the tide splashed out, as if it had landed on the tip of his nose.

Such a distance is dangerous.

Yu Jingchen's gaze fell into Fu Yanle's serious gaze.The cute, fluffy puppy broke into his breath, splashed the searing heat of rose brandy, and then raised its harmless paw, boldly blocking his breath.

"You ask me in this second, and I will answer the answer in this second." Fu Yanle pressed her finger against Yu Jingchen's lips, and said in a whisper, "Tuesmondésir."

My desire is you.

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