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

Chapter 32

Fu Wan lifted a corner of the quilt, and plunged into the quilt, causing several ripples on the originally flat light blue sheet.

"I don't take it off, I just sleep like this." He buried half of his face in the quilt, his voice muffled.

Qi Ye cast a slanted gaze over the past, just in time to see half of a fair cheek exposed under the soft quilt, the sleeping hair is tilted to one side, the earlobes are filled with warm red powder, and the black and dense eyelashes are drooping down, like a well-behaved girl. And awkwardly beautiful doll.

Qi Ye was afraid that he would be stuffy, so he stretched out his hand to push down the quilt for him, and his knuckles brushed his cheeks, as if rubbing a spring cloud.

"You're so hot." Qi Ye frowned, "The weather is more than 20 degrees, and you are sleeping in full armor. Are you going to sleep or fight offensively and defensively?"

Fu Wan kicked Qi Ye under the blanket: "Hit you."

"If you dare to hit me, I'll hit you on the bed." Qi Ye said in an easy-going tone, bickering with him as usual.

"I seem to be a bit allergic recently." Fu Wan muttered, "I'm still researching."

"What?" His voice was too low for Qi Ye to hear clearly.

Fu Wan rolled her own small area, her breathing gradually became steady.

When Qi Ye was by his side, he could always sleep soundly, as if all the ups and downs in this world were blocked by his brother.

Qi Ye's long eyelashes drooped slowly, covering up the emotions rendered by the ink in his eyes.

Through the gap in the curtains, he glimpsed the dark blue distant night sky. It was a windy night, and the shadows of the trees were swaying, but the wind chased thousands of miles, and it still couldn't hold the clouds.

When the wind blows, the clouds disperse.

Fu Wan woke up earlier than usual.

He found that he was curled up in front of Qi Ye again, on Qi Ye's pillow.

He was silent for a while, feeling that the gravity of Qi Ye's planet was always acting on him.

Qi Ye's facial features are good-looking, with sharp edges and corners. As soon as Fu Wan opened her eyes, her gaze fell on Qi Ye's tightly pursed thin lips. Fu Wan stared at the thin lips for a while, then moved away looked away.

He carefully got out from under Qi Ye's arms, lifted the other side of the quilt and got out of bed, and went to the closet to find the clothes that suit him today.

As soon as he left, Qi Ye opened his eyes, and they stopped on the half-empty bed.

Fu Wan stood in front of the mirror and changed his clothes. He was only wearing his top, and the white shirt was hanging loosely, covering half of his slightly curved waist and hip line. His legs were white and straight, and the half-covered The corners of the clothes are like white sails on the snow waves.

"Put on a dress and think for so long?" Qi Ye said.

"I was thinking which pair of pants would match my new shoes better." Fu Wan said truthfully.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and put on his pants neatly.

Qi Ye pursed the corners of his mouth straight, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

"I'm going to make breakfast." Fu Wan said.

"I'll do it." Qi Ye lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He tried his best not to let Fu Wan enter the kitchen.