After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

"Then help me put it on."

Using his most familiar coquettish tone, Fu Shiyan held the exquisitely packaged ring box and handed it to Zhong Xun's hand.

"..."

Although the act of giving away the ring is quite /rubbing/edge/, if you want to help him put it on again...

After brushing away all the chaotic thoughts that burst into his mind, Zhong Xun stretched out his hand silently, and took out the ring made by himself from the box.

"The second request you made earlier,"

Fu Shiyan looked down at Zhong Xun who was putting on the special ring on the middle finger of his right hand with a serious face, and the voice of the question was like a feather, passing lightly across his heart, "Shouldn't it be invalidated too? "

"..."

Hearing his words, Zhong Xun even paused for a moment in the movement he was doing.

"I fully understand that you don't want to use it to restrict my future choices, but I think you should listen to my true thoughts."

Obviously, he has never measured his finger carefully with measuring tools, but the size of this ring design is just right as if it was tailor-made for himself.

The ring that landed on the knuckles was as cold as the fingertips that the man touched. Fu Shiyan gently grabbed his wrist that was about to be pulled away, and interlocked his fingers in an anticlimactic manner, "Actually, I am very glad that I can be with you." There is this engagement."

"It's better to say that I thank it from the bottom of my heart."

The temperature of Fu Shiyan's knuckles slowly passed to Zhong Xun's hands, and he said sonorously, "I don't want to dissolve this engagement."

"After you know what I really think, do you still want to stick to your previous decision?"

"..."

The person in front of him seems to be like this every time, every time he puts the words he desires most in his heart so bluntly and passionately, it seems that he also puts the right to choose actively here, but actually...

In fact, time and time again, I couldn't refuse him at all.

Zhong Xun squeezed his fingers covering his wrist like revenge, and replied softly, "...I see, I respect your choice."

"really?"

He obviously asked the question himself. After Zhong Xun finished answering, he was the one who asked Zhong Xun for confirmation again, "Have you really thought about it?"

Different from the previous hesitation and pondering, this time Zhong Xun nodded very decisively, without any hesitation, "I've made up my mind."

After repeated confirmations, he finally got his firm approval. The previously frowning brows were finally relaxed. Fu Shiyan smiled with eyebrows crooked, and chased after the victory, "Then when my birthday comes later, we will hold an engagement banquet, okay? "

"...Is this too early?"

Zhong Xun had just agreed to his proposal not to touch the marriage contract a few seconds ago, and the person in front of him immediately put forward the next plan while the iron was hot, which was really in line with his usual aggressive style.

...But it seems that this is also something I am used to.

"Do you think I'm too impatient?"

Fu Shiyan imitated Zhong Xun's movements and squeezed his fingers without seriousness, his usual sweet voice was tinged with strong dissatisfaction, "Or do you not want to give me a formal title at all?"

... It's all about what.

"... What to say to give you an official title, isn't it enough for you to be justified?"

Unable to bear his intentionally embellished/sell/miserable/remarks, Zhong Xun turned his eyes away awkwardly.

"Although my family members have recognized this matter, my uncle seems to have held a lot of prejudice against me since the first time I went to your house."

Fu Shiyan shook his hand, and stated the facts a little aggrieved, "And I forcibly invited you and Yuanyuan to this New Year's Eve. I don't know how much uncle has accumulated for this." As for my opinion, I wonder if I will ask you to break off my engagement immediately after you go home?"

"..."

Fu Shiyan's words actually contained some truth, and Zhong Xun couldn't refute his bold speculation for a while. According to Zhong Yan's personality, it seemed that he could really do such a thing. .

Seeing that Zhong Xun fell silent again, Fu Shiyan immediately took advantage of the victory and chased after him, "Look, do you feel the same way?"

"So to sum up, the official title is very important."

He came to this conclusion decisively.

"..."

This seemed to be the first time that Zhong Xun could not completely deny his fallacy.

"If I'm going to be honest, I wish it was my birthday today."

The silver ring worn on Fu Shiyan's hand reflected/reflected/behind the gorgeous light, with a dazzling light, and he pleaded softly, "I made an agreement with you just now, and I will never shoot you today." Yes, so you stay here, or my mother's careful arrangement will be wasted."

"You don't want to let them go to waste, do you?"

"..."

Seeing his swearing expression, Zhong Xun bit his lips, "...you really, won't mess around?"

<<

If the time could go back to half an hour ago, Zhong Xun swore that he would never give in to Fu Shiyan's evil for a moment, and really just stay in his room like this.

"What's wrong? Is this/posture/position/uncomfortable?"

Sensing the stiffness of his own body, Fu Shiyan asked intimately.

"...Can you, let me down?"

Zhong Xun tried his best to calm down his mind, trying to reason with him, "Who is... being held in the hot spring by someone?"

"Don't you like it?"

But the man pretended to be confused, pretending to be ignorant, and asked back in a ignorant manner.

... Zhong Xun would like to ask who in the world would like this.

I sat on him in an ambiguous /posture/posture/, and the man's hands stretched out from behind and hugged him tightly in his arms. The whole body was soaked in hot spring water of rose petals, and I couldn't tell who was on his body. Is the source of this scorching temperature the hazy steaming water mist or the heat generated by the contact with his skin.

"Fu Shiyan,"

This is the first time Zhong Xun has called him by name and surname since this period of time, "Can you be normal?"

There was no expected response from behind him, but what he waited for a long time was a kiss that landed on the soft gland with the ring of inhibition removed.

It was obviously just a kiss that was fleeting like a touch of water, but Zhong Xun's body was extremely sensitive and had a tingling reaction because of the position where it fell.

"Not only do you not hate it, but you also like it, don't you?"

Even the voice of that person close to his ear was so clear.

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