Marriage by Agreement, Focus on Participation [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 29

Qi Ye is tall and tall, with deep-set facial features, probably because of his lunch break, his dark pupils are a little tired, slightly revealing the coldness of being disturbed by a lucid dream.

His shirt was not as formally dressed as usual, and his loose dark tie hung on the armrest of the sofa, and was pushed to the carpet by their fight. clear outline.

The smell of orange blossom and white jasmine is calm and clean.

Fu Wan was bitten by the steel strap of the watch on his wrist, and asked, "Brother, do you want to tear me apart with your bare hands?"

He pretended not to hear Qi Ye's joking address, instead of looking into Qi Ye's eyes, he turned his gaze to the cold coffee on the coffee table.

His sensitive muscles seemed to have become more serious, and even the tips of his ears became hot and numb.

"Not at all." Qi Ye stepped aside, condescendingly like the two of them practiced countless times in the Sanda classroom, and handed out a wrist to Fuwan.

Fu Wan didn't answer, but stretched out her legs and arms, and stretched out on Qi Ye's sofa.

He is well-proportioned, with his eyes squinted and his waist slightly bent, like a stranded fish.

A naive and beautiful lazy salted fish.

Qi Ye's gaze sank, with something unclear.

"I'll get a tablet." After all the redundant feelings subsided, Fu Wan said, "I sent you a message, but you fell asleep, so you probably didn't see it."

"My mobile phone is in the drawer in the office." Qi Ye rubbed the space between his brows, "I haven't heard any news."

"Oh, that's it." Fu Wan agreed, he unlocked his tablet with his fingerprint, and the interface stopped on a mobile game operated by Xinyu, "I'll take another paintbrush."

He stood up and skillfully rummaged through the things in the office.

He knows all Qi Ye's habits of storing things, and he can find what he wants without asking.

He found a paintbrush in the bottom drawer of his desk, and took three packs of paper-skinned walnuts and a small bag of almonds from the cabinet.

"Brother, go to sleep." Fu Wan said, "I'm going downstairs to prepare for training."

He walked all the way, trying to cover his brother with the blanket, but just as he was about to leave, Qi Ye stood up and hugged his waist from behind.

The footsteps that Fu Wan was about to take stopped in mid-air, and the whole Wan swayed along with it.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Fu Wan asked.

"Unspoken rules, do you think I look like me?" Qi Ye lowered his voice a little, and it sounded like he was teasing someone.

"I'll fuck you." Fu Wan elbowed Qi Ye away, "Don't make trouble for me."

Straight men really don't care about the occasion when they joke. He must have been like this before, and Qi Ye has been led to ruin by him.

"Don't be nervous, brother." Fu Wan said, "There are no audiences now, so we don't need to add drama to ourselves."

Qi Ye gave a soft "hmm", and Fu Wan sounded like a "hum".

He didn't pay much attention to Prince Daqi's getting up, hurriedly rolled up the things he wanted to take, and went to the common room next door to find his two partners.