Chapter 12

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Fu Wan's foot injury wasn't completely healed, but she was bouncing like a happy rabbit.

Qi Ye was afraid that he would fall again, so he clasped his waist tightly, but he was unwilling to hug him, let him stand on his own, and kept a physical distance from him as much as possible.

The part on the side of his neck was still red, and a light pink was transitioning to the surroundings, blurring an ambiguous trace.

Qi Ye planted strawberries for the first time, and he was not skilled in the business, and then he brought some private goods, leaving deep traces.

"Where did you learn this?" Qi Ye glanced at him, and asked about the string of dirty words he just said, "You know a lot about so many plays."

"Huh? The forum." Fu Wan said, "The one An Xia sent to me is the one in our university forum that has been refined and commented on by 8000. In it, I am your little runaway wife. You catch me back." It’s like that to me, it’s very fun to play, although it’s a bit OOC, but I followed it for half a month, and then the post was cut off, it’s said that my wife went to graduate school.”

Qi Ye: "..."

What on earth did this kid see, and why did he hear the meaning of regret.

"Is that... nice?" He asked tentatively.

"It's not bad." Fu Wan said, "The business war is well written, and it makes you look so handsome."

As for the others, Fu Wan didn't understand, he only cared about how he and his brother would kill each other, and was not very interested in the lingering love and hatred.

"...Stop making trouble." Qi Ye lowered his head and said, "Go ahead."

"Brother." Fu Wan suddenly said, "Are you unhappy?"

Qi Ye was startled for a moment, then said, "No."

He shouldn't use his own selfishness to ask Fu Wan. For this agreed marriage, Fu Wan's participation is already very high.

But Fu Wan was particularly keenly aware of his momentary depression.

Others can't see through him, they only think that he is noble and arrogant, putting on the high airs of Xin Yu's heir, but he seldom defends himself in front of Fu Wan.

"Let's go back to the room." Fu Wan took the lead in walking towards the bedroom of the two of them.

"I'm going back now? Pingxin TV's Star of Hope, are you going to stop broadcasting it?" Qi Ye asked.

"It's enough time, just cancel the live broadcast with your mobile phone later." Fu Wan stretched out a few fingers and waved them in front of Qi Ye's eyes, "I earned about this amount tonight, I'll support you. "

Qi Ye was amused by him.

It's been like this since a long time ago, Fu Wan seems to be able to control his emotions very well, even if he doesn't understand the root of his emotions, he can still talk to him in various ways to make him happy.

Fu Wan pushed open the bedroom door and was stunned.

The atmosphere team of the wedding made some arrangements for their bedroom. The sheer curtains of the large floor-to-ceiling windows were rolled up, and the misty night mountain scenery was outside the glass. There are rose petals all over the place, and the room is lit with aromatherapy, creating a hazy and ambiguous environment.

Qi Ye felt a little embarrassed.

In such an environment with obvious hints, he was afraid that if he was a little careless, Fu Wan would be aware of his thoughts.

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