Little wolf dog, he always wants a divorce

The night wind is still slightly cool, but the city full of feasting and feasting cannot feel such a wind.

Xie Jiahui stood at the door of Fu Qingyan's house, feeling the cool night around him, hesitant.

He mustered up the courage to ask Gao Ming, how is Fu Qingyan's progress with that blind date lady, is he ready to get married?

In the end, Gao Ming answered him, saying that the two of them were not together at all. The reason was that Miss Liang was allergic to cat fur.

Marriage is so important, and Fu Qingyan thought so too, so he chose to send Ms. Liang away.

Of course, it doesn't mean to send them away, but to say goodbye in a friendly manner.

When Xie Jiahui heard this, he jumped up - not together?I still have a chance?

And the uncle chose preserved eggs, and the preserved eggs were given by himself. Does this mean that the uncle chose himself?

He was so happy that he went crazy, he quickly dressed up and came to find Fu Qingyan.

As a result, when I arrived at the door of the house, I hesitated again.

My uncle is talking about marriage with a woman, and he is obviously a straight man. Does he really have a chance?

"click"

He was in a daze when the door suddenly opened and it turned out to be Gao Ming.

Seeing that it was him, Gao Ming smiled: "Jiahui, you came just in time, I have something to go out for a while."

"Ah, it's okay, then you go out, I'll take care of my uncle." He was overjoyed for no reason, and waved to Gao Ming, and temporarily put those doubts behind him——

Never mind him, go see uncle first.

Fu Qingyan was reading a book in the study, and was somewhat surprised by his arrival, but Xie Jiahui scratched his head and said:

"That... I recently resigned, and I'm bored, so I came to see my uncle."

Fu Qingyan did hear about his resignation as the COO of the Xie Group, and now that he has verified it himself, he can't help but wonder:

"Okay, why did you resign?"

And he is the son of Xie's parents, so Xie Bingzheng is willing?

"Because...because..." Xie Jiahui looked at Fu Qingyan, who was sitting in a wheelchair. He was wearing a white shirt and a navy blue cardigan sweater. He had gentle edges and corners but a handsome face with a unique gentleness. Even when he was in doubt, his tone was gentle. - This kind of gentleness is not a mother, but the humility and gentleness from the bottom of his bones. He loves his temperament so much, he only feels that his words are extremely sexy.

Seeing him, hearing him was full of swells, and there was an indescribable urge.

"Because of what?" Seeing him looking straight at him, Fu Qingyan didn't say anything for a long time, and a premonition that made him uneasy arise in his heart.

"Because I think about someone every day..."

Xie Jiahui felt his heart beating fast, but he couldn't take his eyes off Fu Qingyan's face at all.

Probably because his gaze was too direct and hot, Fu Qingyan on the opposite side blushed as expected, and quickly turned his gaze away:

"You are not young, work is important."

"Is lifelong event okay? Uncle, do you want me to be single forever?" Xie Jiahui took a step forward, almost standing in front of Fu Qingyan's wheelchair, looking down at him.

Fu Qingyan didn't know why he suddenly became so aggressive today, but he turned his face away and said:

"It is indeed necessary to find a girl to marry, but there is no need to resign for this matter..."

"Uncle!" Xie Jiahui interrupted him suddenly forcefully, with a dangerous look on his face, "You still don't know who I resigned for?"

He put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and bent down:

"Uncle, why don't you look at me?"

Fu Qingyan's cheeks were flushed, and he turned around, his eyes seemed to refuse to return:

"Jiahui, don't be like this... What's wrong with you today?"

His voice was low, he was even panting a little, he was obviously nervous, Xie Jiahui knew it, he clearly knew his feelings for him, and he obviously felt it too.

"It's nothing." He said, with a smug smile, "I'm here to offend you today..."

"You don't..."

Xie Jiahui kissed her directly.

Fu Qingyan stretched out his hand to push him, but that strength was not considered a refusal.

Xie Jiahui reached out to press the back of his head, and kissed him greedily——when he heard him panting and moaning, he kissed him more wantonly and forcefully.

He thought that Fu Qingyan had no feelings for him, or that he was a straight man, but when the words that tested him just now made him blush, he suddenly understood that Fu Qingyan didn't like him, but felt that he couldn't like him.

Just like this kiss, which made him very comfortable and liked it, but he still pushed himself away with his hands.

However, he now understands that when it comes to falling in love, perhaps the body is the most honest.

"Qingyan..." He grabbed Fu Qingyan's hand with one hand, and while talking in Fu Qingyan's ear, licking his auricle with his tongue from time to time, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Fu Qingyan trembled all over. The book that was paralyzed on his knees had already fallen to the ground. With his eyes closed, his voice trembling and panting, he said:

"Jiahui...don't be like this...it's strange..."

Xie Jiahui reached into his sweater and stroked his sensitivity through the shirt:

"Qingyan...I like you so much...you are so gentle, so gentle that I want to violate you..."

"Hmm... Jiahui... um..."

Xie Jiahui kissed him again.

On the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study, the entangled shadows of the two were reflected, and the chirping of autumn insects still couldn't cover up the scorching panting in the room.

"Sorry……"

Xie Jiahui looked at Fu Qingyan with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Of course, guilt belongs to guilt, and I don't regret it at all.

"Turn around!" Fu Qingsheng glared at him angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'll turn around." Xie Jiahui hurriedly turned his back.

He messed up Fu Qingyan's clothes, and his pants...

He hurried to grab a few tissues, and handed them to him with his back on his back:

"...No, I'll wipe it for you."

Fu Qingyan didn't make a sound, he must be even angrier.

There were rustling sounds behind him, and after a while, Fu Qingyan spoke out:

"Turn around."

Xie Jiahui hastily turned around, and approached with a shy face:

"Uncle, I'm sorry—"

Fu Qingyan's face was still a little red, so don't look away:

"Just pretend nothing happened this time... don't make an exception!"

"Okay, okay, hehe..." Next time?Let's talk next time.

"You..." Fu Qingyan was about to say something, when he suddenly heard footsteps and knocking on the door, and then Gao Ming came in:

"Mr. Fu, what do you want for breakfast tomorrow?"

Fu Qingyan said: "Everything is fine." Then he turned to Xie Jiahui and said, "Go back first, I have something to tell Gao Ming."

In front of Gao Ming, Xie Jiahui couldn't say anything, so he said with joy and excitement in his heart:

"Then I'll go back first, and I'll see my uncle next time. Good night, uncle!"

Fu Qingyan glanced at him and ignored him.

He only felt that Fu Qingyan's look was helpless and doting, and he was happy, and he didn't care that he ignored him and walked away.

After all, today is a good deal.