【ABO】Big Brother's Secret Lover

There was a lot of noise outside the car, and only disordered breathing could be heard inside the car.

"Chenchen." The man broke the silence, calling out the boy's nickname in a hoarse voice, trying to explain, "Even if you didn't make a deal with Shen Ming, you would still marry me, because I match you 99.9% of the time."

"How is it possible?" Shen Yichen looked into the man's deep eyes with astonishment, "You must be lying to me..."

Three years ago at the Medical Expo, I saw all the matching results of the letter database, and the highest among them was Ji Yu's 91%.The man in front of him was ten years older than him, even if Shen Yichen could smell his pheromone, he could only be sure that the fit was over 90%.

99.9%?

To tease him, it’s not the loading progress bar of the game, it’s only 0.1% worse, is it realistic?

"Chenchen, how could I lie to you? I'll show you the stamped report of the Medical Expo when I go back, and you'll believe it..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't want to marry you..." Shen Yichen scratched his head and interrupted the man's words, trying to escape the fact he didn't want to accept, "It's just a deal with Dad, now you have to make it up like this A reason to lie to me, is it interesting... For you, I am just a dispensable accessory of the transaction..."

"Chenchen!" Zhuo Yu panicked, and if he let the little guy think wildly, when will he be able to explain clearly, "The person you want to marry is me, not someone else, and you are not someone's appendage."

"Then tell me, what do you like about me? Why do you have to marry me..."

"I..." Zhuo Yu was at a loss for words for a moment, and he was stopped by the question.

What does he like about the little guy?

Is it that refreshing sea salt aroma pheromone?Lovely tears?Or is it the love that eats the marrow and knows the taste at night?

After learning about the matching degree, there was only one thought in his heart, and that was to get him.

Do you like the feeling of wanting to be by your side all the time, holding him in your arms and caring for him?

30 years of mother-fetal single love idiot industry elite lost in thought.

The moment of silence stabbed Shen Yichen's heart like a million needles, "Look...you don't know why...I'm just an accessory..."

Crystal tears overflowed from the eyes and slid down the cheeks quietly.

The young man clutched the skirt of his chest, his voice hoarse, "Even if I marry you, I won't like you..."

"--forever."

"Chenchen..." Zhuo Yu's heart sank, and he subconsciously reached out to wipe the boy's tears.

"Don't touch me." Shen Yichen frowned, raised his arms to block the man's overstretched palm.

The generous palm froze in the air for a moment, and finally retracted it.

"Okay..." Zhuo Yu sighed softly, staring sadly at the little guy with tears in front of him, "I won't touch you."

"Master, it's time for lunch." Ender knocked on the study door to remind him.

"Hmm." Zhuo Yu didn't bother to raise his head, carefully studied the contract that Zhou Zhou had just sent on the table, and suddenly thought of something and called to the housekeeper, "Where's Chen Chen?"

"The young lady is resting in the bedroom and is about to call him."

"I'll go." The man put the paper in the drawer and locked it, straightened the wrinkles of his shirt, and said with a sigh of relief, "He doesn't like the title Young Madam, so you can call him Young Master from now on."

Ender bowed his head and responded, "Okay, master. It's just the title of this young master. In the past, the servants used to call Master Lusi..."

Zhuo Yu couldn't help but sneered when he heard the long-lost name, "If you don't remind me, I will forget him."

The butler smiled and put his arms in front of him, "Mrs. Zhuo called this morning to ask when you will be back to the castle. Master Luce has just returned to District 11. Madam wants to get together with you."

Zhuo Yu selectively ignored Ander's words, and said coldly: "You don't need to go into details about Lu Si, I don't welcome him here, the reason is clear to you. From now on, Shen Yichen is the young master of this house ,understand?"

The butler humbly lowered his head and was about to answer "Understood" but was interrupted by Zhuo Yu directly, "And—"

"Ender, don't forget whose dog you are."

"Yes." Ander's spine shivered, and he exited the study respectfully.

The sleepy boy turned over and muttered with his pink mouth.The thick eyelashes were slowly opened, and the man's handsome face was reflected in a pair of sleepy blue eyes.

"Hmm!" Shen Yichen woke up instantly, propped himself up from the bed and said falteringly, "Why are you here?!"

The man propped his elbows on the mattress and rested his cheeks with one hand, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "This is my bed, why can't it be here."

"I remember locking the door..."

"Well, but I have this." Zhuo Yu held a key with his fingertips and waved it in front of the young man, "Are you so afraid that you have to lock the door after taking a nap."

Shen Yichen didn't speak, but licked his dry lips and rolled his Adam's apple.He doesn't want to see Zhuo Yu yet, and he doesn't want to talk to him.Although I have become a fish in the sword, a turtle in a urn, waiting for the devil to eat me up.

"Clean up and get up for lunch." The devil said with a smile in his eyes.

The boy shook his head and moved his little butt a little further away from the devil.

Seeing Shen Yichen's actions, the man's heart turned cold, his tone softened, his voice was hoarse, "Chenchen...I'm sorry."

"..." The young man had learned from the past, and didn't believe that Zhuo Yu's apology was either true or false. He lowered his eyes and stared at the folds of the quilt, clenched his small hands and remained silent.

"I was the one who spoke too seriously in the car before." The man observed the little guy's expression and paused, "I promise you the condition you mentioned."

The young man looked up at Zhuo Yu, pretended to be stupid and asked, "What conditions..."

"Uh...that's why you marry me, but I can't..." The man touched the bridge of his nose trying to hide his inner embarrassment.

"Um?"

Zhuo Yu stroked his bangs and made up his mind, "You marry me, I won't mark you." As if afraid that Shen Yichen wouldn't believe it, he followed closely, "I promise."

The boy swallowed hesitantly, licked his dry lips and said softly: "Really?"

"real."

"..."

Seeing that the young man was silent, Zhuo Yu hurriedly said again, "I will guarantee in the name of Joy Entertainment Group, we can sign a contract if you want."

"Okay...I believe you." After thinking for a long time, Shen Yichen finally nodded, and his heart relaxed a little.Hungry, he pressed his stomach, and his stomach made a discordant note.

The man got up from the bed with a casual smile on his lips.

He extended his generous and warm palm to Shen Yichen, and leaned forward as an invitation gesture, "Oh, my beautiful young man, may I have the honor to invite you to have lunch?"

"..." Please be normal and stop flirting.

The young man looked at Zhuo Yu speechlessly, stretched his arms and legs and got off the bed.

The man was rejected miserably, so he could only stop and ring the bell next to the bed in resentment, "Just eat in the room, I'll ask Ender to bring the lunch in."