Senior is my fake wife

"..." Sui Zhen was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Have you gone back to celebrate the New Year?"

"No." Fu Qiong replied, "But I'm not at home."

"Okay." Sui Zhen said, "...I bought something for you and left it with your doorman."

"..." Fu Qiong froze for a moment, "I don't want it."

"I'm leaving." Sui Zhen said.

"Hey, hey... what did you buy me?"

Sui Zhen hung up the phone, Fu Qiong looked at the phone a little speechlessly, thought for a while, then climbed out of the quilt with difficulty, and put on his bear-like pajamas.

Anyway, there are still two couriers to pick up, let's go down.

He stepped on his slippers and went downstairs, just in time to meet Liao Xin who came back from outside.

"Wouldn't it be cold to wear something like this?" Liao Xin said.

"I'll go get a courier at the door." Fu Qiong was only wearing a fleece white pajamas, shivering from the cold, "It's cold..."

"I also take the courier, let's go together." Liao Xin put his arms around his neck, "Xiao Fu, you look quite tall, and you are really petite when you hold her."

Fu Qiong said dissatisfiedly: "I'm also [-]."

"That's because I'm tall." Liao Xin felt that his pajamas were comfortable, and rubbed them with his hands. "Wow, this material is so cool. I'm going to buy one for my future girlfriend later. It's so comfortable to sleep in."

Fu Qiong was not so cold after being rubbed twice by him. Facing the cold wind, she hugged her arms with both hands: "Did you go on a blind date again yesterday?"

"I've gone, I'll go on a blind date here if I don't go home for the Chinese New Year." Liao Xin smiled, "Don't say that today's one is really good, anyway, I fell in love with it."

"That's why people want to see you." Fu Qiong and him arrived at the guard, and Fu Qiong squatted down to look for the courier, just like a large Samoyed.

Liao Xin said: "Help me find it together, my brother can't squat down."

"..." Fu Qiong glared at him, Liao Xin thought it was fun, and brushed the fur on his pajamas hat.

"All right, all right." Fu Qiong raised her eyes and clapped his hands, "You're not finished..."

He was halfway through speaking when he saw Sui Zhen who was standing there holding a bottle of water not far away.

Liao Xin didn't notice it at all, and didn't let him go: "Hurry up, it's not cold."

"..." Fu Qiong lowered her head and picked up the two boxes and stuffed them into his hands, saying, "I saw a friend, you go up first."

"Ah? Are you a friend?" Liao Xin also raised his eyes, "Did you come to play with you in such cold weather?"

"..." Fu Qiong nodded.

"Then I'm leaving." Liao Xin rubbed against him twice and sighed, "It's so comfortable, so comfortable..."

When Liao Xin finally finished rubbing him and let him go, Fu Qiong looked back at Sui Zhen, feeling that his face was going to be distorted.

But he endured it, and it seemed that he endured it quite hard, and he didn't come over casually.

Fu Qiong ran over in a small step and said, "Why are you here?"

"Aren't you not at home?" Sui Zhen asked bluntly.

Fu Qiong raised her head to speak, but turned her head and sneezed.

Sui Zhen was taken aback for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed: "Go up, it's too cold."

"You didn't call me down." Fu Qiong said in a low voice.

Sui Zhen took the things out of the doorman again, and stuffed them into his hands again, with displeasure written all over his face: "It's for you."

"Don't waste it... Wow, it's so big." Fu Qiong hugged the ball, "What is it...a quilt?..."

Sui Zhendao: "It was the one sold by Lin Lin. He asked me the day before yesterday, and I bought it for you at that time."

He continued: "You are afraid of the cold in winter and you don't want to turn on the air conditioner, so you just sleep under the quilt."

"..." Fu Qiong hugged her for a while, "Oh...thank you."

Sui Zhen opened and closed his mouth, a sentence was choked in his throat, and his brows were clouded.Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Qiong said, "Then I'll go up first."

"..." Sui Zhen finally asked when he turned back, "Are you living with that person?"

"What?" Fu Qiong turned to look at him after listening, "He is my colleague!"

"Is your colleague just... so close?" Sui Zhen's mouth twitched, and the ending sound was broken.

Fu Qiong could see that he was very restrained.

A few years ago, it is estimated that Liao Xin's hand would be broken by now.

Fu Qiong didn't get mad at him either, he told the truth directly: "...It's normal."

One of Sui Zhen's canine teeth was exposed, pressing against his lower lip, rubbing the bracelet on his hand irritably, muttering in a low voice: "...how is it normal?"

"What did you say?" Fu Qiong said.

"..." Sui Zhen whispered with obvious reluctance, "Go up."

Fu Qiong blinked, waved goodbye to him, and ran away without looking back.

Sui Zhen stood there for a while, his stomach was so sore that he was about to twist together, and the tall man who was almost 1.9 meters was dejected.

He rubbed the tip of his nose unwillingly with his fingers before turning around and leaving.

After walking a few steps, someone behind him grabbed him.

Sui Zhen turned around in surprise and saw Uncle Security's face: "Young man, the door over there is not open, go to the other side!"

Sui Zhen's face sank again: "Oh, thank you."

He turned to the right again, and as soon as he took a step, his clothes were pulled again.Sui Zhen looked back irritably, but saw Fu Qiong's big eyes.

Sui Zhen: "."

"It's going to rain and snow soon." Fu Qiong said, "Would you like to come up and sit for a while?"

"Yes!" Sui Zhen shouted shortly.

It sounds like "woof".

The last time it was delivered to the door of the house and no one was asked to go up, this time Fu Qiong left, looking back to see Sui Zhen like that, pitiful.

It's Chinese New Year, it's freezing cold, forget it.

He turned back again.

……

"Snapped".

The sound of turning on the lights.

Fu Qiong opened the door, and in front of him was his desk, with a small sofa next to it, a desktop computer, a notebook, and a hand-painted board that he set up on the desk.

The inside is still his style, clean and spotless, looking comfortable and warm.

Sui Zhen is so tall, when he followed him in, it was obviously a bit crowded.

The room was a bit cold, so Fu Qiong turned on the air conditioner to prevent Sui from feeling cold, then he took the air conditioner temperature control panel, turned it up, down, up, down, back and forth several times.

When the adjustment was finally finished, he remembered that he called others to come up for tea, but there was not even a teacup.

"Do you...do you want black tea?" Fu Qiong said, "But I only have one cup."

Sui Zhen was taking off his scarf. He put the scarf on the back of Fu Qiong's chair, and then took off his coat: "Okay."

He looked around, his expression softened a little, and his face slowly warmed up like the surrounding temperature: "You are alone..."

"Believe it now?" Fu Qiong said, "I have been living here by myself for several years."

"Oh..." Sui Zhen nodded.

After making the black tea, Fu Qiong took lemon honey from the refrigerator, and turned to look at him: "Do you want lemon black tea? Sweet, honey lemon is made by myself..."

He turned his head to look at Sui Zhen, he still looked like a fluffy white, his teeth were more sticky than honey.

"Yes." Sui Zhen stared at him blankly.

Fu Qiong closed the refrigerator door, turned around and hit him on the chest.

"!" Fu Qiong was startled, and looked up at him, "...don't get in the way."

Before he finished speaking, Sui Zhen grabbed his sleeve and rubbed it twice in anger.

"..." Fu Qiong put the jar on the table and said, "What are you doing!"

"Try to see if it's so comfortable." Sui Zhen whispered.

"You're so vengeful, what's wrong with being touched twice." Fu Qiong laughed angrily.

Sui Zhen's expression tensed up, and he said to himself, "I don't know, it's fine if I don't see it..."

After he finished speaking, he felt wrong, and quickly explained: "No, it's not because of what you are... an accessory... It's purely my own problem..."

Seeing his helpless look, Fu Qiong really couldn't bear it, and put the water glass into his hand: "Forget it, I just said it casually last time when I got emotional."

"Taste." He gave the water glass to Sui Zhen, and pulled a chair to sit with him.

On Fu Qiong's bed was his quilt, which was shaped like a long caterpillar.

Fu Qiong shook off the bag that Sui Zhen gave him, and that one looked like a padded jacket and a blanket, and the color and design were really dazzling heating blanket: "It looks great."

He found that there were other things in the bag, and took them out one by one: "What is this?"

"Gloves." Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong took it apart and found that it was a short-fingered glove that was often seen on the street, but if she wore it, her hands would not be cold or inconvenient when typing.

There is also a mouse pad, which is a big piece...

Fu Qiong found that there was also an interface for the B cable, and looked at the description, it was a heating mouse pad.

Then there is a small heating fan and a pair of very warm slippers.No wonder it was a bulging bag, so heavy and bulky, thanks to him carrying it like this...

Stones will be moved, and there is a long-lost feeling...

Not to mention Fu Qiong.

Sui Zhen saw that he had finished taking it, with a little sincerity and caution: "Do you like it?"

"Well, thank you." Fu Qiong said, "...Don't buy it next time, it's really expensive."

"I can't help it." Sui Zhen whispered, "When I saw these, I wanted to buy them for you, but I was afraid that you would hide from me."

Fu Qiong didn't understand what he was going to do, she put her hand on her forehead and smiled: "Why should I hide from you?"

Sui Zhen lowered her eyes: "That's right, I take myself too seriously."

He put the cup away: "Okay, I'm leaving, you can be busy."

What did Fu Qiong think of: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, won't you go home this year?"

"What are you going back for?" Sui Zhen said with his back turned to him.

Fu Qiong didn't expect that his relationship with his family still hasn't improved in the past few years, but seeing him walking towards the door and putting on his shoes at the door, he couldn't bear to say: "I also celebrate the New Year alone."

"Yeah." Sui Zhen responded, "So I'm afraid you'll be cold, so I'll send you something."

Fu Qiong supported the door: "...Actually, you don't need it."

"I said, you are very important." Sui Zhen said.

For a moment, Fu Qiong didn't know how to answer this sentence, and hesitated for a long time while holding the door.

Before doing it again, Fu Qiong estimated that she would be moved to death.

But now, on the one hand, he feels that he may not be in love, but on the other hand, he also feels that the nature of this emotion has changed. Under Sui Zhen's inexplicable overtures, all he can do is to back off again.

"You... How will you spend tomorrow?" Fu Qiong asked.

"At home." Sui Zhen lowered his head and stuffed his other foot into his sneaker, squatting down to tie the shoelace.

"...Do you want to be together?" Fu Qiong asked.

Sui Zhen raised his eyes to look at him, Fu Qiong said: "I'll go and ask if I can book a table... Let's have a meal together... It's fun to have one more person during the Chinese New Year."

"Want to come to my house?" Sui Zhen interrupted him.

"..." Fu Qiong tightened her grip on the door.

"Not far." Sui Zhen said, "Actually, it's only two stops from here."

"You never told me." Fu Qiong said in surprise.

"You didn't ask me either." Sui Zhen said, "...but you can still treat me as a friend."