Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

"His Royal Highness" and "Crown Princess" are the terms Fu Wan usually used when joking. When he said it himself, he didn't think it was a big deal. Hearing it from Qi Ye now, it was a little strange, and he felt a little embarrassed when he rarely saw it.

But this shy thought was too light, and it disappeared completely before he caught it.

"I remember, why don't I remember." Fu Wan thought for a while, raised her hand, and tapped Qi Ye's lower lip with the pale fingertips of her right hand, "Kiss here?"

"Yes, but not exactly." Qi Ye smiled slightly and grabbed his wrist.

Fu Wan felt that his brother's smile was really pretty, different from when he usually pretended to be aggressive outside, every time Qi Ye stayed with him, he was very gentle and indulgent, and he was a little lively and cunning that he didn't usually have.

"Then teacher Qi taught me." He put his hands around Qi Ye's neck.

"Yes?" Qi Ye asked.

Fu Wan nodded.

"Okay." Qi Ye nodded, "I seem to have realized something, let you feel it first."

According to Qi Ye, the people who will participate in the afterparty the day after tomorrow are all old foxes in the industry, and they can be compared with each other. Based on their previous small business at the wedding, it is impossible to handle it. .

"Do you mind if I kiss you?" Qi Ye asked politely.

"Honey, don't ask me." Fu Wan stood on tiptoe generously and hugged his brother's neck, "Everyone is yours, play with it as you like."

Qi Ye's flickering eyes dimmed.

Kissing is a matter of first birth and second familiarity. Fu Wan closed her eyes and felt the familiar warmth sticking to his lips. Compared with the previous ones, the pressure from her lips seemed to be heavier this time. .

He unconsciously opened his mouth a little, felt Qi Ye's arms around his waist, and simply leaned back, lazily letting Qi Ye lead the process.

Qi Ye gently pushed him away, and pinched his cheek with his fingers to play: "Fu Zaozao, let me ask you, do you hate this way of doing business?"

"I don't hate it." Fu Wan said vaguely.

Qi Ye rubbed his lips with his fingers, and just as a smile appeared in his eyes, he heard him say: "Brother, you smell so fragrant, it smells like orange blossom and jasmine, like a big fudge."

Qi Ye: "..."

"It's so fragrant, do you have a replacement? I'll go buy a can of candy." Fu Wan was in a good mood.

Qi Ye rubbed his fingertips, feeling the residual temperature on his fingertips.

Very well, Fu Wan didn't object, but she didn't feel anything towards him either. In Fu Wan's heart, he was no different from a big piece of fudge when he got too close.

Qi Ye stretched out his hand to grab the man back: "Do you want to give you a hickey in advance? I won't wait until it expires."

"Okay!" Fu Wan was very happy. According to his experience, with such bright things, he almost didn't need to use his acting skills. Others would think that he and Qi Ye were in love.

Qi Ye kissed the side of his neck for a little longer this time, and he felt itchy, so he tilted his head and hid for a while.

"Brother, you really know how to bite." Fu Wan held up the small mirror and said, "I gnawed on a heart-shaped one, and kissed it in the shape of loving you. It's so beautiful."

Qi Ye who was praised: "..."

Happy, but not entirely happy.

The moon was passing through the white lotus-like clouds. In the room, Fu Wan sat on a high bench, clangingly removed the wedding ring from the bracelet, wiped it, and put it back on her finger.

He clapped his hands twice, and there was only ambient light left in the bedroom. He grabbed Qi Ye's hand wearing a wedding ring, compared and admired it, his brother's fingers were a little longer than his, with distinct joints, and the outline of the hand bones was propped up Nice hands.

Fu Wan could almost imagine that when his brother was sitting in the office on weekdays, holding on to documents with one hand, he would always be elegant.

Just as he was thinking, Qi Ye took his paws and pinched each finger playfully.

"Brother." Fu Wan said, "Which business item is this now?"

Qi Ye paused.

Fu Wan: "You are holding the hand of a popular game anchor, so be careful when touching it."

"Yes...we're going to hold hands at the afterparty, I'll look for an angle." Qi Ye said without changing his face, "There will be an atmosphere then."

"Oh." Fu Wan didn't ask carefully, and he didn't listen carefully to Qi Ye's answer, "I'm sleepy, go to bed, and I have to change my game scene tomorrow."

Very good, his brother's business has become more active.

In the past, it was intermittent, but now it is continuous. The consciousness of the whole person suddenly rises, and everyone starts to work.

Anyway, as long as Qi Ye brings out the gay atmosphere, he will naturally not act so awkwardly.

As usual, he fell asleep quickly, and when he fell asleep, he was the same as when he was a child, and he liked to stick to Qi Ye's body.

Qi Ye would have pushed Fu Wan away during this time, but today he didn't. He raised his arm and pressed it on Fu Wan's waist through the quilt.

Fu Wan always said that he was sweet, with the fragrance of orange blossoms on his body.In fact, the smell on Fu Wan's body fascinated him. It was a fresh smell of clean saponins on the collar without any men's perfume, which was associated with all beautiful words such as summer and youth.

Fu Wan had a dream about what happened in kindergarten.

At that time, he had a lot of ideas, he wanted to pick the sun today, and the moon tomorrow, and he asked Qi Ye for everything he wanted to find.

Qi Ye will give what he can, and make big cakes if he can't.

So much so that he has always listened to Qi Ye's words, and he believed everything Qi Ye said.

He was awakened by the sound of Qi Ye getting up.

As soon as he opened his eyes: "Brother, I seem to have grown taller, am I 1.8 meters tall!"

Qi Ye glanced at him sympathetically: "Crown Princess, you kicked the quilt sideways."

Fu Wan: "..."

He really wants to grow to 1.8 meters and breathe the air at an altitude of 1.8 meters. A player like his brother who sprints 1.9 meters doesn't understand his pain at all.

The fractured bone on his foot healed very slowly because of the scrambling all day long, and the doctor warned him several times.

Qi Ye greeted the aunt who worked at home and told him not to go out today.

Fu Wan sat in the study room and used his brother's digital tablet to draw the concept map design draft of the game scene for a while. It was a bit boring. He originally wanted to turn on Pingxin TV and chat with his group of leek friends.

As a result, just after opening the homepage, he found——

He was scolded.

The reason for being scolded was strange, saying that he bumped into the name of a celebrity and asked him to change his name.

Hitting the name taboo?Which dynasty still talked about this concept?

He thought it was a little funny, made himself a cup of orange tea, and watched the whole process from beginning to end.

It turned out that the cause was the netizen who mentioned the celebrity "Zhou Wanye" in his live broadcast room yesterday during his live broadcast.

Putao said at the time that it might be some starlet, and that his friends had a lot of miscellaneous conversations, and some people took screenshots of the conversation, and the last cauldron was all pinned on his head.

@向日葵: Why don’t you change your name as the anchor, your popularity is not low, you can avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

@大斗蜜: Did you choose this name specially because of your enthusiasm?

@胡小草: Why don’t you change it? The entertainment company under Xinyu that his family just signed, if you don’t change it, Pingxin TV might want you to change it too.

@地扎: Laughing to death, shall we change the name of Wanwan anchor to "Scheming Poor Man"?

[Wan Ye]: No change, I have used this id for several years.

[Late night]: Straight guy in sunglasses grinning.jpg

The id of "late night" was chosen by Qi Ye, he thought it sounded nice and had a special meaning.

At the beginning of the live account, Qi Ye helped him manage it, and Qi Ye still occupies the position of an administrator.

He didn't pay any attention to these petty troubles, just glanced at them for fun, and then skipped them on his own.

He received a message from Qi Ye.

[Qi Ye]: Little Bear Scattering Flowers.jpg

[Fu Erdai]: Your Highness, do you need something?

[Qi Ye]: Do you want to come out on a date?

[Fu Erdai]: Dating?

[Qi Ye]: Yes, marriage needs to be maintained carefully, and our circle of friends has grown grass.

[Fu Erdai]: Got it, I want to create some daily photos, right?

[Fu Erdai]: About, your wife has delivered the goods, waiting for delivery.

[Qi Ye]: The little bear is cute and smiles.jpg, pay attention to your feet, don't worry, take your time.

Xinyu Building is by the river, located in the most prosperous economic center of the city, not far from the city's huge landmark buildings.

Fu Wan bought his favorite chestnuts nearby, and took his brother's favorite baked pears with rock sugar to the upstairs of Xinyu.

He is familiar with Xinyu's running, and the front desk also knows him.

He gave a small half of the chestnuts to the lady on duty at the front desk, and used Qi Ye's secondary card to swipe the special elevator for high floors.

Qi Ye was talking about dating, which was a very interesting word for him.

If the two of them can act well, it will also be a huge help to the game he wants to do.

Someone seemed to have entered Qi Ye's office. Fu Wan was hesitating whether to wait at the door, when she saw the boss of Pingxin TV, surnamed Zhuang, come out.

"Hi, Boss." Fu Wan saw an acquaintance, and greeted naturally, "Come here and do your work."

"What are you... doing here?" Boss Zhuang asked.

Fu Wan came for a date, so he said, "I'm here to ask him for a date."

Boss Zhuang saw that his expression seemed a bit complicated, so he turned his head again, looked at Qi Ye who was sitting on a chair with a calm expression in disbelief, muttered that he was good at playing and awesome, then turned and left.

Fu Wan pushed open the door and walked in. Qi Ye's original indifferent expression changed instantly.

"Husband!" Fu Wan rushed over and threw the half of the chestnuts on his brother's desk.

Qi Ye didn't refuse the title this time, he reached out to catch him, and pulled him towards him.

Then Qi Ye heard the camera click of the phone camera, and Fu Wan took a picture of them from the side, just in time to capture Qi Ye's hands clasped around his waist.

Fu Wan retouched the picture, added filters, posted more than a dozen hearts on P, selected the "Business" group of Moments, posted the post, and added a soybean emoji wearing sunglasses.

Qi Ye: "..."

Up and down, the head is about to fall off.

If you drop it, pay Zaozao to pick it up?

Fu Wan sat back on the sofa, looking at other people's dating experiences while breaking chestnuts.

Experience 1: When he put his hand on my waist, my heart was soft, and the feeling of love filled me all of a sudden.

Experience 2: He kissed me very carefully, and I didn't know how to respond, both of us were jerky.

Fu Wan looked at it in a daze, and everyone lost their highlights. He had never felt such love.

"Brother, come here and love me again." Fu Wan waved.

Qi Ye didn't mock him for being childish this time like before.

"How do I love you?" Qi Ye gently hooked his fingertips on the pocket of his shirt, the action seemed familiar, "I'm calling you husband now, do you want to play in the office?"