Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

"Accompany me somewhere later." Jiang Que said while slurping his noodles.

Song Yuan raised his head, glanced at Jiang Que, then lowered his head again and whispered, "I'm not going to your house."

Jiang Que: “…”

"I didn't say go to my house. I'll take you to see the house I just bought."

Song Yuan pursed his lips, holding back the overflowing joy, and raised his eyes seriously: "For the wedding?"

Jiang Que rolled up the noodles: "If you say so, it counts."

Song Yuan's eyes lit up: "Who are you going to marry?"

Jiang Que was speechless as he asked the question despite knowing the answer: "...and your ancestors."

Song Yuan: “…”

Disdainful face: "You are so perverted."

"..."

After breakfast, Jiang Que helped Song Yuan change his clothes.

Someone was sitting on the bed as if his limbs were broken, waiting for Jiang Que to serve him.

Song Yuan was wearing a white sweater and a black coat, the opposite of Jiang Que.

But because the two of them are about the same height and wearing the same scarf, the atmosphere when they walk together is extremely sweet and harmonious.

It was still drizzling outside. After arriving at the destination and getting off the car, Jiang Que walked in holding an umbrella in one hand and holding Song Yuan's hand with the other.

Looking at the familiar scenery around him, Song Yuan stared blankly into the distance, his eyes getting hotter and hotter in the cold winter.

“Is this the house you bought?”

This was Song Yuan’s previous home. He lived here alone after his parents passed away. He later went bankrupt and even this was mortgaged.

Because there was no money to repay, the house became a foreclosed property.

Song Yuan didn't expect that Jiang Que actually bought the house back.

This house is not cheap.

Doesn't he have no money?

Jiang Que took his hand and walked inside: "It was just sold this morning. The previous owner hardly lived there. The furnishings are almost the same as before. If you like it, you can renovate it during this period and spend the New Year here."

After entering the house, Jiang Que hung the umbrella at the door, let go of Song Yuan's hand and let him walk around by himself.

Song Yuan walked around and found that the furnishings had hardly been moved. Perhaps the previous owner liked the previous decoration and only made some changes, but everything else was in good condition.

After Song Yuan walked around the room, he stood in front of the flower stand, holding a fat antique vase and crying loudly. If you didn't know, you would think he was holding an urn with his beloved sleeping inside.

He cried very ugly and didn't act like a boss at all.

Jiang Que was afraid that he would come to hug him after crying, with tears and snot, and moved to another place with a little disdain.

However, it was still within Song Yuan's sight and he could see it at a glance.

Song Yuan went over to hug him, rubbing his face against Jiang Que's clothes, and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you."

Jiang Que straightened his body, helped the man up, carefully took out a piece of paper from his pocket to help him wipe his face, and said gently: "You're welcome."

Wipe it clean. Wipe it clean.

How can you cry so much?

I told you to drink less water.

You don't like to pee because you cry.

There are several moldy pillows at home.

Wait, that's not right.

I'm wearing your clothes, why should I be dissatisfied?

After realizing this, Jiang Que, who had been wiping Song Yuan's tears, hugged him in his arms to comfort him.

I wanted to kiss her, but she was crying so hard and I couldn't do it.

After Song Yuan calmed down in Jiang Que's arms, he took Jiang Que to walk around the house and even thought about how to decorate the house later.

"How about renovating it and using it as a wedding room?" Song Yuan pulled Jiang Que into the greenhouse and asked tentatively.

Jiang Que had no objection. It didn't matter where he lived.

but……

Jiang Que turned around, his eyes cold: "What is your relationship with me? Whose debtor marries the creditor?"

Don't try to trick me into marriage and then not pay me back!!

Do I look like a jerk?

As Jiang Que spoke, Song Yuan opened his eyes wide, and then instantly understood what Jiang Que meant. He sent a message to his assistant to transfer the funds to Jiang Que's account, and pay back the principal and interest together.

Jiang Que received the message on his phone. Song Yuan smiled and went up to Jiang Que, hugged his waist and kissed him on the lips: "Husband, I can make money now, marry me, marry me, please? You have spent so much money on me, it would be a pity if you don't marry me and sleep with me."

Jiang Que: “!!”

That makes sense.

But I can sleep without getting married.

However, seeing that you are so sincere, I reluctantly agree to get married once.

Jiang Que gave in.

Song Yuan excitedly jumped onto Jiang Que, but his big movement pulled his butt and he screamed in pain.

But while hanging on Jiang Que, she kept shouting and crying.

Jiang Que didn’t know how to comfort him, so he just let him hang there and cry, holding him up from time to time to prevent him from falling.

Song Yuan cried and fell asleep hanging on Jiang Que. Jiang Que was speechless and just carried him back.

When he sent the man home and covered him with a quilt, Song Yuan was awakened. He dazedly took Jiang Que's hand and told him that he had also prepared a surprise for him.

But before he could say anything, he just turned over and fell asleep.

Jiang Que stood by the bed and laughed at him, then turned him over and covered him with the quilt.