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I took a good shower in the bathroom and washed off my exhaustion. I walked out of the bathroom naked and opened the closet.

The huge wardrobe is full of expensive clothes, and in the corner of the neatly arranged wardrobe, I saw a few clothes that were obviously smaller in size.

I found a set of pajamas to wear on my body. It didn't fit me well, but the material was very soft and comfortable.I climbed into bed contentedly.

There was a very special smell on the sheets and quilt, which was unique to that man.

I tossed and turned uncomfortably on the bed because of the smell that I couldn't ignore, and finally fell asleep slowly in the exhaustion of the trip.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside. I reached out to touch the mobile phone on the bedside table, and soon heard a "pop" sound, and the dark room suddenly brightened.

I sat up and saw the man sitting on the sofa.

He put down the tablet in his hand and beckoned to me: "Come here."

I scratched my messy sleeping hair uncomfortably, put on my slippers and walked in front of him, and sat on the single sofa next to him.

He looked at my chicken coop and reminded me with dissatisfaction: "In the future, you must dry your hair after taking a shower."

I let out an embarrassing "ahh" like a child caught in the wrong place.

He leaned his back on the back of the sofa, adjusted his sitting posture, and looked at me with his legs crossed: "Tell me, how much do you know about me?"

My mind was a little dull after I just woke up, so I said "ah" again, trying to search for information about him in my brain, but I couldn't come up with anything after thinking about it for a long time.

He probably saw my embarrassment, and said clearly: "If I guessed correctly, you probably don't know anything about me except my gender and name?"

I lowered my head in shame.

Actually... I don't even know his exact name, I only heard my grandfather call him "Mr. Yan" when talking to him on the phone.

"Then let me give you a brief introduction. My name is Yan Minglang, 27 years old, height 189, weight 74KG, birthday NO.15 in February, president of Yan Group. Father Yan Hean, chairman of Yan Group. Mother Su Meilan, H University Foreign Language Department professor," he paused after saying this, "that's it, you will know the rest later."

I nodded hastily, hesitating whether to introduce myself too.

However, he quickly dispelled my idea: "I generally know about you, but I'm not curious about your past. As for your future, I will participate in it, so I have nothing to say."

I looked up quickly at him, but only for a quick glance before dropping my gaze again to my uneasily clasped hands.

"how about you."

"……I?"

"How conscious are you about our future?"

I raised my head again, this time without avoiding his gaze, looking straight into his dark and deep eyes: "Grandfather told me before he died that you helped us repay all the debts our father owed, and the only request is to let us I came to Country Z to live with you."

Yan Minglang nodded: "Yes. You know, I am a homosexual, so I have been looking for a long-term sexual partner. It's just that there are too many people who want to climb into my bed. In China, it is difficult to find one Someone who is with me just for who I am."

Probably because the surprised look on my face was too explicit, Yan Minglang smiled.

It was the first time I'd seen him smile in the hours I'd known him, and it felt like a slight prick in the heart.Several years later, recalling this not-so-special scene again, I suddenly realized that it was probably the so-called "one eye misses life forever".

"Indeed, I don't doubt my personal charm, but after all, I have other things that are more attractive than my personal charm."

I couldn't nod my head in agreement.His wealth can easily help me and my grandfather pay off the huge and hopeless debts. No one can resist such financial resources.

"Although in the final analysis, I bought you with money, but I know that you have a superior family background and an excellent education since you were a child, and you have nothing to do with country Z. Compared with finding a needle in a haystack in China, you are my best friend." s Choice."

I was stunned by his blatant words and couldn't hold my head up.

He raised my chin indifferently and made me look at him: "The moment you got on the plane, you should have acquiesced to my arrangement for you-accompany me, love me as much as possible, if you do No, I'll buy you a return ticket before it's too late. Of course, I can't give you that money for free. You have to pay it back slowly within your ability until the day you die. One day, your descendants will continue to pay back to my descendants."

"No, I want to stay." I shook my head hastily.

After his father went bankrupt, he couldn't bear the pressure and jumped off the building with his mother.

My grandfather, who had been with me through his poor days, passed away peacefully in his sleep a month ago.Before dying, I made arrangements for my future.

In Australia, I have no relatives and no home.

In fact, since I was a child, I don’t care whether my future is poor or rich. I just hope to spend my whole life with someone I love.

I just don't know if the man in front of me is the other half of my dreams.

Seeing me shake my head, Yan Minglang's expression softened a little, but there was a bit of sarcasm mixed in. I know he probably thinks that I'm actually greedy for a comfortable life, and I'm the same as the other people he said who wanted to climb into his bed. Not much difference.

I didn't intend to explain, and I think that even if I did, it would be impossible for him to believe me.I can only let him understand in the days to come that I am not that miserable.

I really want to try to spend my life with him.Not only for him, but also for myself, and to fulfill the promise my grandfather made to him.

"Since you have agreed, then, from today onwards, I hope that you can fulfill the obligations of a qualified partner, whether it is spiritual or physical, I will never allow you to have any deviant behavior, understand?"

"understand……"

I looked at Yan Minglang, and my Adam's apple moved, but in the end I couldn't get the words out of my throat.

In fact, I just want to ask him one thing - what about you?

But I understand that in fact, I don't have any claim to his position, as he said, I'm just a partner he bought with money.

After talking about these words, he took me to the restaurant.

There are sealed meals on the table, and he told me that there will be a nanny at a fixed time every day to clean and cook, and if I don’t want to see them, I can stay on the second floor until they leave, except for him on the second floor—of course Including me, basically no one will enter.

He deftly reheated the meal in the microwave, and we finished it in silence, facing each other across the long dining table.

While I was clearing the dishes, he asked me from behind if I was going to rest or read a book with him.

My personality is a bit slow, not to mention that I have only known him for a few hours, I don't really want to get along with him for the time being, and I want to set aside some time alone to think about my future.

He didn't order me anything, but respected my choice.

Then he went into the study and I into the next bedroom.

I was lying on the bed and thinking about it. I don't know how long it took. When I heard the sound of the door opening gently, I closed my eyes subconsciously.

The sound of footsteps on the wool carpet was not obvious, but soon I felt the soft mattress sink, and I knew that Yan Minglang was by my side.

He should have taken a shower downstairs, and he smelled of fresh shower gel.

He leaned over and called my name softly, "Shaw?"

I don't know why, maybe I was a little scared at this moment, I didn't respond to him, and closed my eyes tightly.

He seemed to be looking over me for a while, his slightly cold fingers hooked my somewhat long bangs, and then landed on the exposed eyebrows.

Fingers slide down slowly, touch my eyes, and then turn an arc, along the bridge of the nose all the way to the chin.

I don't know if he noticed my body tensing up with tension.

His fingers rested on my chin for a moment, then he withdrew his hand after a moment.

He lay down slowly, and then there was no more movement.

I listened nervously to his slow and calm breathing, and I was relieved until his breathing became long, but I still didn't dare to open my eyes.

Before I slowly fell asleep, I realized that I knew a little more about him-he was very peaceful after falling asleep, even the sound of breathing was very soft, he would not snore or grind his teeth, let alone Grab the quilt with me.

I think, not to mention anything else, at least I can be sure that there is one good thing - my sleep quality is guaranteed.