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"Cen, Young Master Cen." Wang Weichu greeted him stumbling.

Cen Yao nodded. He pushed the dish of baked crab-flavored mushrooms with foie gras and asked, "Want to eat?"

Suddenly all eyes were on Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu really likes to eat this, but the Cheng family pays attention to etiquette, so they can't eat more of their favorite dishes.Wang Weichu didn't want to expose his pettiness, so he ate less.Especially now, he has no appetite at all.

So Wang Weichu shook his head.

The Cheng family frowned unobtrusively.

Cen Yao put away his hands, not annoyed at being rejected.

He was still aloof.

But his legs still did not retract.

Wang Weichu's hands gripping the chopsticks tightened, and shame slowly rose in his heart.

He thought about it slowly...how could Cen Yao notice that he likes to eat that dish?

……

The meal was muddled.

Wang Weichu hardly ate anything.

Cheng's mother asked Cen Yao to stay here for one night.

"I haven't seen you for several years, so I can't just go back like this. Yaoyao stayed here for one night, and the room you stayed here when you were in junior high school is still there. It's all cleaned up..."

The Cheng family went to battle, trying to persuade Cen Yao.

Cen Yao: "Okay."

Cheng's family members were taken aback, they didn't expect Cen Yao to agree so easily.

Cheng Shuwen was overjoyed, and the joy on his face could hardly be concealed... Is it because of him that Cen Yao agreed so quickly?

Cheng's mother smiled and said, "Then you can chat later..."

Cheng Shuwen nodded and looked at Cen Yao.

"My jet lag hasn't reversed yet." Cen Yao said lightly.

Cheng's mother hurriedly said: "Then rest first, Uncle Wen, you go upstairs with Yaoyao. See if the layout of the room suits Yaoyao's wishes. Yaoyao, the upstairs is cleaned very clean, I know you are obsessed with cleanliness..."

Cheng Shuwen got up and accompanied Cen Yao upstairs.

Before Cen Yao went upstairs, he glanced back at Wang Weichu again, lightly, if not for the experience under the table, Wang Weichu would have thought it was his own illusion.

Others naturally forgot about Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu pursed his lower lip and followed upstairs.

Cen Yao entered the room.

Cheng Shuwen stopped in his tracks, he turned his head, looked at Wang Weichu, and said with a complicated expression: "You can sleep in the guest room by yourself tonight."

Cheng Shuwen is very busy, and occasionally when he gets busy, the two of them will not have sex again.

This is not surprising.

But today...

Wang Weichu thought in a daze, is he going to find Cen Yao?

Wang Weichu felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but suddenly thought of the action under the table.He clenched his fingers tightly, and there was a shameful feeling in his heart,... Satisfaction.

They said that Cheng Shuwen couldn't ask for anything from Cen Yao.

Wang Weichu also couldn't tell whether Cen Yao was gay or not.He didn't even know why Cen Yao did this...

But that action cannot be faked.

Wang Weichu responded: "Yes."

Seeing him well-behaved, Cheng Shuwen didn't feel so displeased when he looked at his attire again. He just reminded lightly: "The Cen family is more disciplined than ours, and Cen Yao doesn't like to see people dressed like you."

Wang Weichu clenched his fingers even tighter.

Cheng Shuwen's tone was flat, as if he was just narrating the facts.In fact, he didn't feel much when he heard these words in the past.After all, other people's humiliation came more mean.

But at this moment, thinking of Cen Yao being in this villa, Wang Weichu felt as if his face was taken off and thrown to the ground and trampled on...

Wang Weichu replied vaguely: "Yes."

"Okay, you go." Cheng Shuwen said.

go with?

where is he going

Wang Weichu pursed his lips and went to the guest room.

It was at this time that he discovered that there was only one wall between Cen Yao's room and his guest room.

Seeing this, Cheng Shuwen frowned, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Weichu entered the guest room, and Cheng Shuwen followed into Cen Yao's room.

"Cen Yao." He whispered.

Cen Yao looked up at him indifferently.

Cheng Shuwen shuddered subconsciously, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. After returning to China, Cen Yao seemed to be more imposing than before.Standing in front of him, Cheng Shuwen felt like he couldn't breathe smoothly.

"What's the matter?" Cen Yao sat down on the sofa, his long legs slightly bent.

Cheng Shuwen was frightened for no reason.

He suppressed the weird feeling in his heart and smiled: "You rest first, we will talk about the rest tomorrow."

He looked at Cen Yao twice more before turning around and leaving.

But Cen Yao turned his head and stared at the wall next to him.

It shouldn't be too long to wait...

Wang Weichu almost didn't eat dinner, he read a book for a while, watched an online drama for a while, and chatted with Jin Yao for a while.

Of course, he didn't tell Jin Yao about Cen Yao hooking his leg today.

If he said this, others would think he was a lunatic.

In fact, Wang Weichu also found it incredible.

"Guji-"

There was an empty growl in my stomach.

Wang Weichu couldn't bear it any longer.

He glanced at the time.

It's eleven o'clock at night.

At this time, he would definitely not be able to eat, and the servants of the Cheng family would not make an exception to cook him supper just because he was hungry.

Wang Weichu got up and pushed open the door, thinking of finding something to fill his stomach downstairs.

But the door next door opened at the same time.

In the silent night, the sound of the door opening was very clear.

Wang Weichu looked over instinctively.

Cen Yao was only wearing a white shirt. He stood there with a long shadow behind him.

Then Wang Weichu heard him ask lightly: "Are you hungry?"

Wang Weichu was a little ashamed, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Cen Yao walked up to him and stretched out his hands, as if to hug him.

Wang Weichu was startled, when he heard a soft "click", Cen Yao closed the door behind him.

"Let's go." Cen Yao said.

where to go

Before he could figure it out, Wang Weichu followed instinctively.

"Come in." Cen Yao walked back to his room, stopped and said.

Wang Weichu really wanted to go in, he wanted to know, is Cheng Shuwen in there?

Wang Weichu hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Cen Yao put his arms around him again and closed the door.

Wang Weichu flinched nervously, then raised his head,...it was empty, without Cheng Shuwen.

The bedroom is spacious and double the size of the guest room.

Warm yellow lights fill the space, not far away are tea tables and sofas.

Cen Yao walked towards the sofa and asked, "Do you want to eat cake?"

Wang Weichu didn't respond.

But Cen Yao had already bent down, and took out a palm-sized Black Forest cake from the small refrigerator.He put the cake on the coffee table and said, "Eat it yourself."

Wang Weichu was a little dazed.

He was a little confused about Cen Yao's attitude, but he still walked to the sofa, sat down, opened the cake, and ate it slowly.

Sweet, with a hint of chocolate bitterness.

As the food entered his stomach, Wang Weichu felt a little better.

But Cen Yao didn't sit down, he got up to wash a glass, poured a cup of hot water, and put it in Wang Weichu's hand: "Drink some water."

Wang Weichu was stunned again.

He watched Cen Yao's movements slightly lost in thought.

Cen Yao...wash the cup...pour hot water...for him?

Wang Weichu dumbfoundedly picked up the water glass, bowed his head mechanically and took a sip.

Warm water gushed down his throat.

Feel more comfortable in the stomach.

That feeling is too clear, it can be seen that everything in front of me is not a dream.

"Are you Wang Qingzhi's son?" Cen Yao asked.

"...Well." The man in front of him called his father's name directly.Wang Weichu immediately had a deeper understanding of how powerful Cen Yao's family background is.

Wang Weichu was a little afraid to look at Cen Yao.

He lowered his head and ate half of the cake silently.

Cen Yao asked, "Have you eaten enough?"

Wang Weichu put down the cake fork: "Enough."

He thought it was strange.

what is this?Run into your rival's room and eat his cake?

He had a lot of things he wanted to ask Cen Yao.

Do you like Cheng Shuwen, why did you do that today... But the words were all stuck in his throat, and Wang Weichu couldn't make a sound.

So what should I say?

Say, I'm leaving?

When Wang Weichu's mind was in a mess.

Cen Yao pressed his leg and said in a low voice, "Don't move." Cen Yao's voice was still cold, and it sounded like an unattainable sense of distance.

Wang Weichu:?

Cen Yao leaned forward, raised his hand, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips: "It's on the edge of my mouth."

Wang Weichu was startled, then instinctively stepped back.

Even Cheng Shuwen had never done such a thing to him!

Cen Yao held down his leg.

Wang Weichu couldn't even retreat.

Cen Yao's eyes locked on him firmly.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, revealing a bit of arrogance.

Wang Weichu froze there, his heart was beating wildly, and his brain almost stopped.

Cen Yao pressed his lips.

Soft.

Wang Weichu had a vague guess in his heart, but that guess was too crazy, how could it be possible...

Cen Yao's hand suddenly moved away, and instead clasped the back of his head, and then pushed him down on the sofa.

The man kissed her down hard.

"I'll clean it up for you."

Wang Weichu's mind was rumbling, his hands and feet were numb again, and he could hardly react.

Cen Yao easily pried open his lips, and lifted his shirt with one hand.

Wang Weichu was shocked, and only then regained some strength.

He pushed Cen Yao, looking annoyed: "What are you... doing? I... I'm married!"

What a little fool.

It was the Cheng family and the Wang family who took the dough and flattened it.

Cen Yao sighed softly from the bottom of his heart: "...Do you think the marriage certificate between you and Cheng Shuwen is real? It's just that he liked me and was discovered by my grandfather. They were afraid of offending my grandfather, so they gave it to me in a hurry. Cheng Shuwen arranged a wedding. You didn't even meet him, so you were rushed into the Cheng family... You are the Cheng family, and you borrowed 800 million as a shield from the Wang family. You and him are legally ,not related."

Wang Weichu's eyes widened suddenly, his chest was suffocated, as if he was going to be out of breath.

... These words are connected with the words of that young master Feng.

real?Fake? ……he does not know.

"Do you believe it? After I return to China, as long as the Cen family changes their attitude towards the Cheng family, Cheng Shuwen will immediately tell you that you broke up and kick you out."

Is this a demonstration?

Wang Weichu bit his lips tightly and did not speak.

When Cen Yao saw that he looked like he was facing a great enemy, he felt it was funny, pitiful and cute in his heart.

He asked lightly, "Why did you marry Cheng Shuwen?"

He was still a little late.

Wang Weichu was filled with so much sadness in his heart, he opened his mouth and said, "Why can't I..."

Cen Yao followed up and said: "Cheng Shuwen has liked me since junior high school, but I really hate him. When he entered high school, he found several boyfriends on purpose to try to annoy me. I still hate him. He even more It's going to get worse... There will be no shortage of lovers around him. It's the same now. How could you agree to marry such a person?"

Wang Weichu was stunned.

The Cheng Shuwen that Cen Yao spoke of was very different from the Cheng Shuwen he saw.

"...I don't believe you." Wang Weichu pursed his lower lip, which was still warm, and he suddenly remembered when Cen Yao kissed him just now.

Wang Weichu said angrily, "Let go of me, I'm going back."

Cen Yao said in a low voice, "The clothes you are wearing today are very nice."

Ever since Cen Yao stepped into Cheng Cheng's house, Wang Weichu hadn't heard him say so many words.And it's still... still like this!

The memory in Wang Weichu's mind was instantly highlighted.

Cheng Shuwen said, Cen's family is more disciplined than ours, and Cen Yao doesn't like to see people dressed like you.

That sense of shame still lingers in Wang Weichu's mind.

He blurted out: "Do you like it?"

"I saw you as soon as I stepped into the door. You are very good-looking, and I liked it very much at first sight." Cen Yao said slowly.

His voice was still cold, but his tone was very firm.

Wang Weichu fell into a daze again.

He had never heard words of affirmative praise.

And such words actually came from Cen Yao's mouth.From the mouth of Cen Yao, who Cheng Shuwen's friends described as "unattainable".

Cen Yao lowered his head and kissed him again.

Wang Weichu's chest felt uncomfortably congested, but somehow he felt relieved.

He unconsciously grabbed the hem of Cen Yao's shirt.

Cen Yao pulled off his tie with one hand, then lifted his bright silver shirt again, and wrapped it around his waist.

Cen Yao and Cheng Shuwen are completely different people.

Cheng Shuwen is handsome, young and promising, and he is an excellent existence that most people can come into contact with in reality.

And what about Cen Yao?He is dignified and elegant, Wang Weichu can still remember his slender and beautiful finger bones when holding the chopsticks at the dinner table.Even the action of picking up vegetables cannot be imitated by others.

Cen Yao is like a dream.

But now... Cen Yao's slender and beautiful fingers pressed on his lower back, rubbing it lightly.

Wang Weichu's legs were a little weak.

He remembered what Feng Shao said to Cheng Shuwen the day before.

... If you don't like him, why do you want to marry the Wang family?Why make him so embarrassing at Cheng's house?

Probably because they never treated him as a real person.

Wang Weichu's illusion of maintaining his chaotic life was shattered.

The Cheng family treated him badly.

Cheng Shuwen doesn't love him.

Whether he's in the Wang family or the Cheng family, it's all dispensable...

"Don't cry." Cen Yao kissed the corner of his eyes.

A fire burned in his chest.

From the first time he saw Wang Weichu, he wanted to hold him in his arms.The more the fire burned, the more intense it became, until this moment...but Cen Yao didn't want to scare him.

Wang Weichu stared at Cen Yao dimly.

... Cen Yao in front of him is real.

That shameful sense of refreshment filled Wang Weichu's chest again.

He gripped Cen Yao's clothes even tighter.

Cen Yao pinched his waist and invaded him.

……

Cen Yao and Cheng Shuwen are indeed two types of people.

Cen Yao looked abstinent and cold, but he would praise him frequently, his voice was cold, yet strangely gentle.

Cen Yao praised him for his good looks.

Praise him for being soft.

Praise him for being beautiful all over.

Wang Weichu has never received compliments in his life, but he has received them all in one go today.

Only then did Wang Weichu realize that this kind of thing is not embarrassing or painful.

Cen Yao would kiss him frequently.

When he was almost killed on the bed, he could clearly see his own appearance from Cen Yao's black and white eyes.

Cen Yao only had him in his eyes.

This is really like an overly beautiful dream...

Wang Weichu closed his eyes exhaustedly.

Cen Yao lightly pinched his cheek, then got up, picked up Wang Weichu, cleaned him in the bathroom, and put him under the bed.

Cen Yao didn't fall asleep immediately, but turned around and opened the door and went downstairs.

He puts his suit back on.

Cen Yao stopped a maid: "Go and prepare a supper...just fish and meat porridge, boil it till it's soft."

The maid knew Cen Yao's weight, how could she dare to refuse?Hastily agreed.

The lights at night were dim, but the maid didn't notice that Cen Yao's trousers were all wrinkled.

It took nearly an hour for the supper to be handed over to Cen Yao.

Wang Weichu woke up in a daze.

For some reason, he dreamed again. The day he first arrived at Cheng's house, he was stared at coldly and contemptuously by others because of making a joke.

Wang Weichu sat up abruptly, but his body was so soft that he almost sat back down.

He blinked.

He was alone in the room.

Wang Weichu almost thought that everything before was really just a dream.

He pinched his fingers to gain a sense of reality.

Cen Yao... is gone?

A trace of panic floated in Wang Weichu's heart.

At this moment the door opened suddenly.

Wang Weichu was so startled that he hid under the quilt.

"woke up?"

The quilt was uncovered, Wang Weichu looked up and saw Cen Yao's face.

"Get up and eat something." Cen Yao reached out and picked him up.

Wang Weichu was still a bit resistant at first, but when he thought that Cen Yao was leaving, he was going to get food, so he slowly relaxed his limbs, and even hooked Cen Yao's shoulders so as not to fall off.

Cen Yao put him on the sofa, and wrapped him with a small blanket.

Then hold the porridge to his hand: "Fish porridge, eat some."

Wang Weichu felt a little unreal again.

He received it carefully, bowed his head and took a bite.There was another "guji" sound in the stomach.Apparently, that half of the cake couldn't withstand the toss.

Wang Weichu ate it slowly.

Stomach and extremities became warm.

This was the first time he had supper at Cheng's house.

Wang Weichu's eye sockets were inexplicably sour.

He forcibly suppressed the sour feeling, finished his porridge, and brushed his teeth.I felt sleepy again, and I didn't have the strength to think about anything else, so I lay down under the blanket and closed my eyes in a daze.

The next morning, Wang Weichu was woken up by a knock on the door.

Cheng Shuwen's voice came in through the door with a smile: "Cen Yao, are you awake?"

"Feng Xun and the others are here... want to see you."

That voice with a smile was very strange to Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu blinked slowly, and then felt ashamed and frightened.But soon, those emotions were suppressed by Cheng Shuwen's voice.

The first thing Cheng Shuwen did when he woke up was to look for Cen Yao...

Probably no one noticed that he didn't sleep in the guest room at all last night, right?

Wang Weichu twitched the corner of his mouth and turned to look at Cen Yao.

Cen Yao closed his eyes, but suddenly raised his hand to hold down Wang Weichu, and then wrapped Wang Weichu in his arms.

"Cen Yao? Cen Yao, can you hear me? I called your cell phone and you didn't answer, so I had to knock on the door."

Cen Yao kissed his neck and rubbed his waist.

Wang Weichu's legs went limp at once.

"Cen Yao...Are you okay?" Cheng Shuwen pressed the doorknob eagerly.

With a "crack", Wang Weichu froze in fright.

Cen Yao whispered, "Leave him alone."

He said lightly: "Don't like Cheng Shuwen anymore."

Then he pressed Wang Weichu heavily on the bed.

Cheng Shuwen pressed the doorknob a few more times, but failed to open it.

"Okay..." Cheng Shuwen was a little unhappy in his heart, but he was afraid of offending Cen Yao, so he could only walk away talking to himself: "Did you get angry again after getting up? I'll go downstairs and wait for you."

Cen Yao leaned close to Wang Weichu's ear and whispered, "I come to like you."