After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door, Fang Yan struggled to push Zhou Yu away, Zhou Yu calmly bit his lips, and then let go of the iron-like embrace .

Unexpectedly, Fang Yan was so hopeless that he slid down with weak legs and feet, and his hands just barely hugged Zhou Yu's waist for strength.

Zhou Yu laughed hoarsely, and simply picked him up and put him on the bed: "I'll go and open the door."

Fang Yanzi slipped into the quilt and let out a soft "hmm".

Zhou Yu opened the door, and saw Qiao Zhai standing at the door with an embarrassed expression on his face: "President Zhou, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late, that... can I borrow Fang Yan from you?"

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You have something to do with him?"

"My mother has a lot of things. If you don't believe that my card is frozen, you can still come to China. If you insist that I have been trafficked, you must call the police. There is no other way. I just want to prove it to Fang Yan and her old man. You see ...?" Qiao Zhai rubbed his hands, obviously trembling.

If it wasn't for him/mother, Qiao Zhai would not have dared to disturb a couple in the middle of the night. Fortunately, Zhou Yu didn't seem to be doing anything, and Qiao Zhai was secretly relieved.

Zhou Yu paused, thinking of the Fang Yan he saw just now——Fang Yan's current appearance seemed inappropriate to meet outsiders.

Qiao Zhai noticed his pause, and said cautiously: "If he is already asleep, then don't bother me, I will find a way to deal with my mother..."

Fang Yan lifted the quilt over there and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't sleep, so I came here."

Zhou Yu stepped back noncommittally, raised his eyebrows and looked at the bed.

Fang Yan got out of the bed with his head down, and the exposed skin on his head and neck was all flushed. Qiao Zhai only glanced at it and then quickly lowered his head and stared at his toes.

Good guy, I was just glad that I didn't disturb the couple's good business, but looking at it this way, I'm afraid they did.

Qiao Zhai thought desperately: After Fang Yan fell asleep, Zhou Yu wouldn't take measures to destroy his body and traces, would he?

He bravely led Fang Yan to the guest room, and Zhou Yu followed. He stroked Fang Yan's wet eyes lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really crying?"

Fang Yan quickly grabbed his hand and looked up at him: "I didn't cry!"

There were indeed no tears on his face, but there were fine pieces of water on his eyelashes, and his eyes were foggy.

Zhou Yu reflected on himself: "I'm sorry, I won't kiss so fiercely next time."

Seeing Fang Yan continue to stare at him, Zhou Yu added: "...and won't rub so hard."

Zhou Yu intentionally prevented Qiao Di from hearing the conversation between the two, his voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of lazy hoarseness, his breath swept over Fang Yan's red ears, as if he had returned to the charming kiss just now .

Fang Yan subconsciously covered his numb ears, and fled to the front like a frightened animal: "Stop talking..."

The corners of Zhou Yu's lips twitched slightly, recalling that he couldn't help caressing Fang Yan's slender waist just now... Cough cough.

Following Fang Yan and seeing Qiao Di, the corners of Zhou Yu's lips sank again.

If there is no Qiao Di to disturb...

Well, in fact, Zhou Yu would not do anything to Fang Yan - without Fang Yan's permission.

The first thing Qiao Zhai did when he returned to the room was to rush over to switch the call to voice mode, and then handed it to Fang Yan respectfully: "Mom, listen, is it Fang Yan's voice?"

Fang Yan said softly: "Hello, Auntie."

His voice was cold, nice and recognizable, and Qiao Di's mother recognized it immediately: "It's really you, that bastard Qiao Di really came to China?"

"Well, don't worry, Auntie, he is living in my house now."

"Oh, that's fine. It's late in China, so I won't bother you. If there's anything else, I'll settle the score with him tomorrow."

Qiao Zhai said with a bitter face: "Thank you, thank you, but it's over. Don't say thank you for your kindness. I'll treat you to dinner in two days."

"You're welcome." Fang Yan turned and went back to the room.

Zhou Yu had already sat on the bed first, holding a tube of things in his hand.

Fang Yan's eyes fell on the tube, obviously thinking wrongly, he was too nervous to come over, and dawdled at the door.

Zhou Yu waved at him: "Yanyan, come here."

Fang Yan took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to sit down on the bed, and stammered, "Come on."

Zhou Yu gave him a strange look: "Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Fang Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Nonsense, nonsense."

So Zhou Yu slowly lifted the hem of his clothes, and the cool air came in, causing him to shiver slightly.

When Zhou Yu's fingers touched his skin, he was surprised to find that it was so tight. When he looked up, Fang Yan's eyes were closed, with an expression of death.

Zhou Yu: "?"

Don't you mean you know what he wants to do?

Zhou Yu rubbed Fang Yan's head, dumbfounded, and bowed his head slightly: "Don't be nervous, I lost my grip just now, let me see if there are any bruises on your waist."

"Oh," Fang Yan opened his eyes, and said angrily, "Nothing else?"

To a certain extent, Fang Yan is indeed the more active party. When the elders were still thinking about more rules, the younger ones had already expressed their straightforward and reckless love.

Zhou Yu stared at him gravely for a while, until he saw Fang Yan so much that he wanted to get under the covers again, and then said, "It's too late today, let's have a good rest first."

When he looked down at Fang Yan's waist again, his heart felt more itchy like being scratched by a cat's paw.

Zhou Yu guessed right, there were indeed a few shallow finger marks on Fang Yan's waist, and someone with darker skin might not be able to see it, but Fang Yan's skin was too fair, and even a little trace would be shocking.

Zhou Yu's throat tightened: "...it's not very serious, spray some medicine tomorrow, and apply ice cubes tonight."

He got up to find the ice pack. Fang Yan was already on his stomach. When the ice pack was placed on his lower back, Fang Yan shivered, and his fingers unconsciously grasped the bed sheet.

Zhou Yu glanced at his blue knuckles, and moved away restrainedly.

A layer of water droplets quickly condensed on the outer layer of the ice pack, and slowly slid down to his white back. Zhou Yu looked away again.

Fang Yan moved, frowned and said, "The water is flowing down."

Zhou Yu pressed his waist: "Don't move, I'll wipe it for you."

The skin under the palm was frozen by the ice pack, and it felt like cold jade. Zhou Yu felt Fang Yan tense up again.

Fang Yan buried his flushed face into the pillow, not daring to move.

After tossing for a long time, I turned off the lights and went to sleep.Zhou Yu hugged Fang Yan into his arms, and after a while, Zhou Yu suddenly said, "Can't sleep?"

Fang Yan rubbed into his arms: "How do you know I'm not asleep?"

Zhou Yu patted him on the back lightly, and said with a low smile, "Your eyelashes have been brushing my clothes, don't you feel it?"

"Ah?" Fang Yan just wanted to move out when Zhou Yu held his back.

Zhou Yu continued to pat him on the back like coaxing a child: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Fang Yan closed his eyes and listened to Zhou Yu's powerful heartbeat, and gradually became sleepy under Zhou Yu's comfort.

When Zhou Yu got up the next day, Fang Yan woke up as usual, sat up in a daze, and was stuffed back into the bed by Zhou Yu: "Keep sleeping with you, remember to eat and take medicine when you get up."

Zhou Yu leaned over and kissed him good morning between his brows: "Let's go."

A warm and soft lover is like a sweet swamp, it becomes extremely difficult to get up every morning, and I always want to fish it back and rub it before leaving.

Zhou Yu didn't understand why couples in the passionate love period are as inseparable as glue, but now he understands.

Although Zhou Yu didn't close his eyes until the middle of the night, he still handled all the work meticulously, and he didn't even feel tired at all from the surface.

But when he finished the meeting and sat alone in the president's room drinking coffee, he showed a little tiredness.

A phone call came, and when Zhou Yu saw the caller clearly, the tiredness in his brows and eyes disappeared: "Yanyan."

Fang Yan asked him: "Brother Yu, Aunt Liu cooked a pot of bird's nest for you, can I deliver it to your company this afternoon?"

Aunt Liu happily added behind his back: "Master Fang said that you stayed up late and went to bed late, so you asked me to stew it on purpose."

Zhou Yu said with a smile: "Of course, I have nothing else to do in the afternoon, so I will wait for you in the president's office."

In the afternoon, Fang Yan's arrival message was not sent, but Zhou's father called: "When are you going to marry Xiao Yan?"

In the previous life, when Zhou's father urged him, he always asked "what are you going to get the certificate for?" Now it's all right. Knowing that the two of them have feelings, they fell in love with talking about "wedding".

Zhou Yu understands that Father Zhou expects him to have a happy family even more than in his previous life, so that Father Zhou can close his eyes with peace of mind.

But the memories of obtaining the certificate in the previous life, after removing the initial sweetness and joy, disasters followed one after another.Zhou Yu didn't want to recall Zhou's father's disfigured corpse, nor Fang Yan's pale sick face.

He is very clear that such resistance is unfair to Father Zhou and Fang Yan, who have never experienced it before, but the tragic past life still leaves a big shadow on him.

Zhou Yu has to admit that he has PTSD that is hard to ignore when it comes to obtaining a marriage certificate-this sounds cowardly, but in order to prevent what happened in his previous life from happening again, Zhou Yu has tried his best to avoid risks, but accidents still follow one after another.

Zhou Yu took great pains to fool Zhou's father, and it would be a day if he could delay it—I'm afraid there are not many days left, and there are only about 18 days from September No. 20.

Advanced gastric cancer can only be treated conservatively. In other words, unless the gods appear, Zhou's father will still die in an irreversible trend.

Zhou Yu frowned and sighed. At this time, Fang Yan knocked on the door and came in under the guidance of his secretary. Seeing his frowning expression, Fang Yan asked him softly, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yu reached out and hugged him: "Come here and give me a hug."

He hugged Fang Yan on his lap, and felt that Zhou Yu was in a bad mood, so he didn't care about being embarrassed, so he patted his bristly hair to express his comfort.

Zhou Yu was so cute with his little gestures, and even his depressed mood cleared up a lot. He couldn't help teasing him: "Today, Qixi Festival, did you come here specially to deliver the bird's nest, or came to see me?"

Fang Yan's cheeks flushed slightly: "Two, both."

"No," Zhou Yu rarely said childishly, "I can only choose one of the two."

"I made a special trip to see you." Fang Yan paused and whispered.

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