Please marry me!

Yu Weisheng originally just wanted to close his eyes a little bit.

He is indeed tired.Cen Xing slept soundly last night, but he was tossing and turning.The air conditioner at home is a fresh air system, but even after a few hours, there is still a little sweet smell like cream in the room.

Yu Weisheng had to get up and draw the curtains, and open the windows to the maximum.The cold air rushed into the room, and it also completely refreshed him.When the whole room was filled with fresh air, Yu Weisheng realized later that perhaps it was not Cen Xing's pheromone that lingered in his breath, but the lingering longing in his heart.

Inhibitors taken in advance, large amounts of neutralizers, fresh air, nothing helped.His body remained at that moment.The quiet and sweet cute boy lay limply in his arms and hugged him tightly, rubbing back and forth on his chest like a cat, putting all the weight of his body on him.

Yu Weisheng even regretted sending him back to the room.He should tuck him into his quilt as close as possible. The excuses are all ready-made, just say that it is too far to carry him all the way back to the room, for fear of waking him up.

After lying back on the bed again, Yu Weisheng wondered again in a daze, could he go over now and steal the kid out.If everything goes well, it will be considered as never sent back.In case Cen Xing woke up halfway, he immediately moved in the opposite direction and pretended to be taking him back to his room.

Fortunately, these irrational thoughts were quickly overturned by him.

He thought a lot more after that.For example, Cen Xing already knew that the marriage contract existed, so why never mentioned it in front of him.Another example, why doesn't he say that he wants to marry him now?Why did the little idiot edit the lines on the phone in advance? He almost kissed him.Why does he look so slender, with no flesh, yet so soft when hugged.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, even if he stayed up all night, he was still full of energy the next day.Now that I'm nearly thirty, I don't have a good rest, and I feel groggy the next day.Ten years had quietly left many marks on his body.Yu Weisheng couldn't sleep at night, and almost yawned in front of the camera during the video conference.After it was finally over, Yu Weisheng just took off his coat and loosened his tie, sat on the sofa and closed his eyes for a while, his consciousness gradually became chaotic.

He had that illusion again.

It may be because he was sitting in the same position as he was holding Cen Xing last night, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by that sweet breath again.

The smell that only existed in imagination did not bring any stimulation or burden to his body, it only made him feel at ease and comfortable.So consciousness soon began to blur.

But he was not fast asleep.He could hear the faint sound coming from the door, and then the slight vibration of the wooden floor.

In the half-dream and half-awake state, the vague, imaginary smell seemed to really spread out in the air, gradually enveloping him.

He wondered vaguely if a little villain had sneaked into his room.His consciousness is still chaotic, and dreams and reality are blended together, making it difficult to distinguish.And at this moment, there was a fleeting touch on the lips.

Yu Weisheng broke away from the half-dream and half-awake state at that moment.

That sweetness is no illusion.It's Cen Xing.What is he doing?

Yu Weisheng woke up consciously, but his body slowed down a bit, and he couldn't open his eyes for a while.

He thought, now might be a good time to startle Cen Xing.

unexpected.Before he could put it into practice, Cen Xing gave him a scare.

The first thing I noticed was the warm breath spreading on the skin of my cheeks.Then, something softer than before touched his lips.

Yu Weisheng realized that he had been attacked.

The little friend who secretly kissed him was cautious, almost religious.Carefully put his lips together with his, motionless, stayed for a moment and then retreated immediately.

It was a light, gentle, dry kiss.

Yu Weisheng's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Almost uncontrollably, his brows trembled slightly.

The plan to startle Cen Xing was thus passively achieved.

The little guy just tiptoed in silently, but when he left, he made obvious movements, staggered, and stepped on the floor with a soft "dong dong".

Soon, the sound of the door being closed came from the other end of the corridor.

Yu Weisheng finally opened his eyes.After a while, he raised his hand and covered his lower half of the hole.

Ten minutes later, he sent a message to Cen Xing.

—Did you come to my room just now?

Received a reply within 20 seconds.

--No! ! !

Yu Weisheng couldn't help laughing out loud.He's also too bad at lying.For a little fool like Cen Xing, if he wanted to hide anything, he had to rely on the other party's pretense.Of course, Yu Weisheng does not intend to dismantle his platform for the time being.

He smiled and sent the message again.

- What are you doing now?

Reply is still fast.

--study! ! !

After seeing it, Yu Weisheng thought for a while, and walked out of the room holding back a smile.He deliberately walked lightly, trying not to make a sound.Walking all the way to the door of Cen Xing's room, he didn't knock on the door, but turned the doorknob faster than usual.

Cen Xing was really taken aback by him.

The little guy is sitting on the bed with his legs together, his knees bent, his hands raised behind his head, and his posture is very dynamic.But after seeing him, the whole person froze for an instant and blushed.

"Are you doing... sit-ups?" Yu Weisheng asked.

Cen Xing was extremely embarrassed, put down his hands, got off the bed, and gave him a smirk.

"Didn't you say you were reviewing?" Yu Weisheng looked at him, "Why did you suddenly start exercising?"

Cen Xing's eyes wandered, and he stopped looking at him, with a guilty conscience.

He also didn't know why he was doing sit-ups.

After escaping to his room, he was many times more excited than before.Turning around in the room, lying on the bed rolling around, jumping on the sofa and hugging the cushions tightly, jumping in place.

He is like an elastic spinning top, never stopping for a moment in this small space.After receiving the message from Yu Weisheng, he was so nervous that his heart beat left and right in his chest.In order to relieve the unbearable excitement of having nowhere to rest, he started exercising.

Why do sit-ups?

Because I secretly kissed you just now, I was so excited.

Now, when he was face to face with Yu Weisheng, he felt a strong guilty conscience while being excited.For this reason, he had to raise one hand to cover his chest, so that the beating heart under his chest could calm down for a while.

In Yu Weisheng's eyes, this flustered appearance almost made him unable to hold back his laughter.

To cover it up, he lowered his head, raised his hand to cover his lips, and cleared his throat.This movement is not very natural, but fortunately Cen Xing is flustered now and can't find any clues.

"I came here because..." Yu Weisheng made an excuse temporarily, "I seem to smell a little bit of you."

Cen Xing opened his eyes instantly.

"It was fine just now," Yu Weisheng said, "Why did it suddenly start again? Is it because yesterday's marking was not done enough?"

Cen Xing quickly picked up the phone on the side, typed it quickly, and conveyed what the doctor told him before.

"Temporary markings should be done every day."

Yu Weisheng pretended to have just heard about it, showing a look of surprise, then quickly regained his composure, and nodded.

"Okay," he said, "I see."

Seeing Cen Xing sneaking glances at him, he asked again: "Then what exactly do I need to do today?"

Cen Xing raised his head, lowered his head, and raised his head again.His brows were tightly frowned, as if facing a difficult choice between life and death.

"...Don't be nervous," Yu Weisheng said, "I will definitely cooperate."

Cen Xing swallowed.

Then, he poked the screen with shaking fingers.

Yu Weisheng watched and became nervous.He thought, if Cen Xing said that he wanted to kiss him, he might as well tell him, in fact, I had such a dream just now.Deliberately bullying children puts him in a good mood.

The waiting time is lengthened by anticipation.

Cen Xing finally pressed play, and the familiar electronic female voice immediately rang in his ears.

"You just need to think about the baby you were like yesterday."

Yu Weisheng narrowed his eyes.The content of the sentence is quite disappointing, but does Cen Xing consciously pretend to be cute?

In a panic, Cen Xing poked on the screen for a while, then pressed play again.

"Just hug me like you did yesterday."

I was too nervous and made many typos.

Yu Weisheng sighed.He hoped that Cen Xing would not only correct the typos, but also the content.However, I have already asked hypocritically before, but now I want to change it, and I can't hold back my face.

"Okay," he said to Cen Xing, "when?"

Cen Xing rolled his eyes and lowered his head to type.

"Is now okay?"

It's only afternoon, and it's been less than 24 hours since the last temporary marker.If he hugged him like yesterday, Yu Weisheng was sure that he would have a bad reaction to his irrepressible sweet smell.

Before he came here, he took pills and sprays because of the pheromone that Cen Xing left in his room.But he knows that these have limited effects.

Not quite right.But he still nodded.

Then, he took a step forward under Cen Xing's expectant gaze.Cen Xing froze instantly and lowered his head.Yu Weisheng then turned around, walked to the sofa in the corner, sat down and beckoned to Cen Xing: "Come here."

Cen Xing's flushed cheeks immediately burned completely.

Yu Weisheng did it on purpose.The bad boy kissed secretly, was satisfied, and pretended to be reserved.But he just wanted to see him more shy.

Seeing that Cen Xing was not moving, he patted his thigh lightly: "Come here, sit here."

Cen Xing raised his head and took a deep breath, then lowered his head and walked over in small steps.

"Wait," Yu Weisheng said again, "it's still early, don't waste it. You take the book. It's just right, let me explain to you if there is anything you don't understand."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the English textbook on Cen Xing's desk.

Cen Xing was surprised for a while, and walked to the desk at a much slower speed than before, took the book with a frowning face, and moved to Yu Weisheng little by little.

"You're welcome," Yu Weisheng raised his head and smiled at him, "Come, sit down."