Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

Qi Ye seemed to have been pressed some kind of pause button, and was stunned for a while.

The result of Fu Wan's hard thinking was not the correct answer, but it scratched his heart gently.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" His attitude suddenly softened, "Who told you?"

"No." Fu Wan sat up from the stall and stretched, "I heard that this is usually the problem in family quarrels."

"Don't think about it." Qi Ye threw the bag of chestnuts he just bought on his lap, "Eat yours."

Fu Wan didn't know if his brother had figured it out, or if he had hit something invisibly, but Qi Ye didn't seem to be angry anymore, and reconciled with him as before.

This is a good thing, after all they all live under the same roof, if Qi Ye always loses his temper with him, it will be inconvenient for him to order people to do this or that.

"Brother, come and eat together." Fu Wan warmly greeted him regardless of the past night's grudge.

Qi Ye doesn't eat chestnuts, but Qi Ye peels chestnuts very quickly, his fingers are nimble, and the chestnuts he peels are round and beautiful.

Fu Wan opened her mouth to wait for the feeding, Qi Ye raised her hand and threw a chestnut that had just been peeled into the trash can a few meters away.

"Throw it away and don't give it to me?" Fu Wan asked.

"That's broken." Qi Ye said innocently, "Why don't you pick it up and eat it?"

Fu Wan kicked Qi Ye, this time Qi Ye didn't dodge.

Fu Wan, who hadn't touched the real Qi Ye for several days, felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart the moment she kicked Qi Ye in the waist.

It seems that something that was empty before was filled up all of a sudden.

This inexplicable feeling of being lost and found made him think for a while with his eyes closed, until Qi Ye's slender fingers pinched a plump and shiny chestnut and tapped his lips.

He opened his mouth and took the chestnuts fed by Qi Ye. The soft tip of his tongue brushed against Qi Ye's fingertips inadvertently. Qi Ye's hands seemed to have the sweetness of chestnuts.

Qi Ye lowered his eyes slightly, pressed the pad of his right thumb on his index finger and rubbed it, trying to leave the hot touch just now, but it was fleeting.

"When I was at work today, I took the time to watch the replay of your latest live broadcast." Qi Ye said suddenly.

He calmed down for two days, and after watching the recorded video, he came to his senses and realized what Fu Wan's words meant that day.

In that case, what Fu Wan said was not too much, it just hit his heart that wanted to test.

Fu Wan: "Huh? Last time?"

He hasn't started a live broadcast in the past three days. The most recent time... It should be the time when the former anchor "Shengfang" micked with him.

Qi Ye often watched his live broadcast, and never missed almost every one.

But inexplicably, he suddenly didn't really want Qi Ye to see it, and he couldn't tell why in that live broadcast that day.

Probably because he didn't want that worldly oil to get into Qi Ye's eyes, he thought it should be for this reason.

"That day's game wasn't interesting, it wasn't fun to play, you might as well watch the previous one, I beat five, that's handsome." He said absent-mindedly.

"It's okay." Qi Ye said, "That little game you guys played was quite interesting."

Fu Wanxin said you're just a fart here, haven't we played that game before, when you played it back then you pointed and said it was easy, why is it so interesting now?

But he only dared to say this in his heart. After all, his brother seems to be sensitive and fragile recently, with the words "break up" written on his face at every turn.

"It's more interesting to play with you." After some consideration, Fu Wan gave a standard answer.

"Really?" Qi Ye said dryly.

This question is for the party.

He seemed to vaguely know how to smooth his brother's hair.

"Of course." He said, "Your head and hands are fast, and you can fully keep up with my rhythm, and it doesn't conflict with my operation. That anchor is not good, and the dishes are too talkative."

The corners of Qi Ye's mouth lifted slightly.

That's right, Fu Wan understood and had an epiphany.

His brother's mentality should be caused by male self-esteem. As long as he can light up his skills of pulling and praising people, and say a few nice words to his brother, his brother Ye seems to be as happy as a flower.

So he said by analogy: "Actually, I don't think it's interesting to play games with them. It's very boring. Every time the game starts, I start to miss you."

"Then don't play with them from now on." Qi Ye continued his words.

"Ah?" Fu Wan was dumbfounded.

"Think about it." Qi Ye said, "Our family does Internet-related work, right?"

Fu Wan: "Yes."

"Then the uncle and the second uncle are not cavemen, they have Internet access." Qi Ye said nonsense in a serious manner, "And the uncle also has a live broadcast platform in his own hands. As long as you watch more game live broadcasts, you will know that the average Heart TV has a good-looking anchor who speaks beautifully and has a good personality, Wanye."

Fu Wan was overjoyed, thinking that his brother's mouth was so fucking sweet.

Qi Ye raised his voice first and then lowered it, and continued: "Then if uncle sees you playing games with others and interacting sweetly with others, what will he think of us?"

"Marriage change?" Fu Wan tilted his head and asked, he didn't like this word.

"...Well, almost." Qi Ye hesitated for a moment, but continued, "He will make a big fuss about this matter. Once the news of our quarrel spreads, the Xinyu Group and Fushi Electronics' cooperation is no longer indestructible, is it?"

"Exactly." Fu Wan nodded repeatedly.

Because Qi Ye talked twice as much as usual in order to explain this truth to him.

In the past, Qi Ye would only talk so much when he was drawing big cakes for him.

"It's indeed my fault in business." Fu Wan realized her problem, "But I didn't interact 'sweetly' with others."

He corrected his brother's wording, obviously he resented people approaching him.

"Anyway, I'll go as far as I can." Qi Ye patted his head, "You've been smart since you were a child, and you know my painstaking efforts."

"Then can I interact with An Xia?" Fu Wan asked, "An Xia, we're from the broadcasting and hosting department next door, and he paid for our marriage."

"Okay." Qi Ye said.

Fu Wan put An Xia on the white list.

"Then can I interact with Putao?" Fu Wan continued to ask for instructions, "Yanjin Putao is a major I studied with. I often have in-depth and effective academic exchanges with him."

Qi Ye clenched his fist with his right hand, and said generously, "... that's fine, don't interact too many times."

"Who am I? Don't you worry about me?" Fu Wan patted Qi Ye on the shoulder and said, "I will deal with it."

This matter finally came to an end for the time being, and the problem that Fu Wan had been struggling with for several days seemed to be solved on its own.

He habitually pounced on his brother, hugging him from all angles, as if he was trying to make up for something.

Qi Ye's hand hanging in mid-air gradually landed on his back, following the position of his spine again and again.

"We've been brothers for so many years." Fu Wan put her head on Qi Ye's shoulder and said, "If you have something to say, I can stab you in both sides, or anything else, don't be hypocritical with me, okay? "

"Yeah." Qi Ye replied sullenly, stroking his long, silver-gray little wolf tail on the back of his head with his fingers.

After probing several times and taking some detours, he finally got the preliminary results.

Fu Wan is very dependent on him and trusts him, she can accept his getting close with all kinds of lame reasons, and she doesn't even go into the logical errors.

And from the time when Fu Wan was confessed at the scene of the mobile game, he should have seen that Fu Wan was very resistant to getting close to other people of the same sex except him, even in the slightest, because Fu Wan would not hesitate to push Miao Miao Died in the soil.

They have a marriage certificate and everything they do is justified.

He forgot that he actually had a shortcut to take advantage of Fu Wan's trust to keep people around him.

Their way of getting along is no different from love, and the only regret is that Fu Wan may always only regard him as an elder brother in his heart.

Moreover, this is somewhat ulterior motives.

But he really didn't want to try the taste of jealousy and anxiety anymore, so he chose a compromise method.

Since Fu Wan likes to cling to him, he decides to give up the temptation, stop hiding his desire to deal with Fu Wan, show affection to Fu Wan little by little in daily life, and gradually tell Fu Wan about his sexual orientation.

The final choice of staying or staying, he left it to Fu Wan.

He has thousands of ways to keep people around him, but because he likes and cherishes them, he chooses the most difficult and roundabout one.

Qi Ye can't stay with Fu Wan for long, the company is busy recently, he just got home from get off work, and he has an online video conference to start.

He went to the study to turn on the computer, while Fu Wan went to the kitchen to make dinner by himself.

[Fu Erdai]: Laugh to death, my brother just said that I will not be allowed to go out and attract bees and butterflies indiscriminately.

[An Xia]: Hahahaha Qi Ye's gay is so real, all the details are staged.

[Fu Erdai]: Obviously, our family has more prospects on the road of actors, how well Fu Heng is doing well.

[An Xia]: Yes.

[Fu Erdai]: By the way, we will be graduating from college in more than a month. The game studio mentioned before, we may have to do it recently.

[An Xia]: No problem, your game plan, I think it works, should we use the Xinyu platform for this game?

[Fu Erdai]: I plan to cooperate with another platform. His family has more unique features than Xinyu in this aspect of the game. The plan is in the works. If it enters the preliminary review, we will compete together at that time.

[An Xia]: OK.

[Fu Erdai]: I don't want to tell you, my brother is working overtime and holding an internet meeting. It is said that Mr. Ba's stomach doesn't seem to be very good. I'll go get him some dinner.

[An Xia]: You two are living a life like this.

But what's your life like?

Fu Wan felt that An Xia's head was weird.

He found a few recipes on the website, made three dishes and one soup, and the dishes were beautifully arranged. The color matching showed the talent of an art student. On the whole, it looked like an exquisite art dish made by a large restaurant.

"...For the work of Mixin Media, please contact Director Qi Feifei to check after the meeting. In addition, the traffic of the platform this quarter is skewed, focusing on the following projects..." Qi Ye withdrew the work that belonged to his mother, The part that was explaining himself to the leader of the subordinate company, on the computer, several people's faces in the meeting split screen suddenly showed a little curious expression.

At the same time, he heard the footsteps of his family Fu Wan.

"Intermission?" Fu Wan asked, "Do you want something to eat?"

Several leaders probed their heads, looking like they were hitting the screen, trying to knock their heads out of the screen to watch the excitement.

Fu Wan couldn't hold back, and almost laughed out loud.

Qi Ye quickly finished talking about a few project numbers, and then said: "Let's go here, thank you everyone, I am gradually accepting the director's job, if there is anything inappropriate, please tell me in time."

The video conference ended just like that, and several leaders went to gossip in a small group by themselves.

Fu Wan kicked a chair over by herself and had dinner with his brother.

"They won't mention it to you. They're afraid that you'll make them wear shoes." Fu Wan said, "You might as well set up an anonymous mailbox, it'll be better."

"Yes, I will consider it." Qi Ye said.

"Lao Qi has dinner!" Fu Wan urged him.

Qi Ye: "Oh."

"What's that expression on your face?" Fu Wan asked suspiciously, "I just tasted it, it's delicious, the saltiness is just right, and the soup is very fragrant."

Qi Ye: "Yes."

The food made by Fu Wan has more ornamental value than food value. It looks beautiful and exquisite in appearance, but in fact, all dishes have the same taste.

Normally, he wouldn't let Fu Wan have a chance to enter the kitchen.

But every time he will seriously finish the dinner that Fu Wan made.

Fu Wan also took out her mobile phone, patted Qi Ye's hand and the small rice bowl, posted a bunch of love on P, and posted it on Moments for business.

[Fu Erdai]: I made dinner for my husband, and my husband was full of praise.Sunglasses straight man Soybean baring his teeth and grinning.jpg

Qi Ye, who couldn't speak more, chewed the wax silently.

Qi Feifei, Grandma, An Xia and others liked it.

The second generation deputy payer liked it and canceled it.

"Go and wash up, let's go to bed early tonight." Qi Ye said in a good-tempered manner.

Fu Wan yawned: "Okay, I'm really sleepy, it's really nerve-wracking to design games."

With that, he turned and went upstairs.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qi Ye walked away, took the plate to the trash can on the island in the kitchen, wanted to throw it away, but couldn't think about it, so he added two spoonfuls of salt to the dish, continued to eat, and ordered for Fu Wanfa's circle of friends Like.

Fu Wan felt that his brother had a high EQ, and everything he said and did was in line with his wishes. Every time he got close to his brother, he felt very comfortable.

Early the next morning, he woke up in the comfort of his bed and did a little stretching in the bed.

Over time, he will surely grow one centimeter taller.

He changed into a two-piece short pajamas last night. With such a movement, the hem of his jacket was rolled up, and his naked and warm waist was pressed against Qi Ye's body.

Qi Ye opened his eyes, and his body reacted as it should have in the morning.

Fu Wan: "?"

He inexplicably remembered what An Xia had told him before when he was joking.

An Xia said that all people have desires.

There is no audience now, but he added a scene to himself, wanting to add some atmosphere points to this agreed marriage.

"I can help you." He offered to offer, "Do you need it?"

Qi Ye stared at him, as if trying to see some different emotion from his half-closed eyes.

But no, Fu Wan's pupils were as clear as morning dew, pure and clean, without any other meaning, not disgusted but not infatuated either.

"Okay." Qi Ye said.