Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

"Ah?" The person who came here was also generous, and he didn't feel embarrassed when he was rejected. He just scratched his head, "Is there something wrong with my radar? It shouldn't be."

Fu Wan sneered: "Then do you think I look like a straight man?"

"You don't look like you, you are." The other party said, "You talk like a straight man."

Fu Wan: "?"

He didn't think there was anything wrong, but Qi Ye seemed to be getting impatient first, and lightly tapped the side of the car with the tip of his index finger.

Fu Wan knew that this was a gesture his brother often made when he was impatient, and it often appeared in the cafeteria when there were many people, in meetings and when dealing with uncles.

So Fu Wan hooked the car key on her finger and shook it: "Give up, he is my little boy."

"Little boy, let's go." He greeted Qi Ye.

"Don't shout." Qi Ye knocked his head like a ball, "Fu Zaozao, don't you have enough nicknames for me?"

"Don't hit me on the head, the president is not tall, I'll drive?" Fu Wan asked.

"I'll drive." Qi Ye said.

Fu Wan's temper is not slow, but driving like a turtle crawls, if he is allowed to drive, they will not be able to get home at night.

Fu Wan has no objection, he is distracted.

He remembered that when he first got married, An Xia seemed to have said when joking with him that if his brother's model was really gay, it should be quite popular.

Because of rarity.

He didn't take it seriously.

He still remembered that An Xia said that his brother was better than him when it came to straight men pretending to be gay.

what is this?

Fu Wan's foot injury was sometimes good and sometimes bad, but when he felt guilty, he would take advantage of it.

Like now.

"Brother, my foot hurts." When the car stopped, he said, "help me up."

"How about I hug you?" Qi Ye suggested.

"Ok?"

Fu Wan remembered that when his foot was injured, he mentioned that Qi Ye would carry him away.

But Qi Ye coldly refused on the grounds that he would not.

Why are you bringing this up now?

Where did you go to study?Will it?

He made his doubts clear.

Qi Ye glanced at him, and slowly rolled up the cuffs of his clothes, rolling them up to the elbows little by little, revealing the strong lines of his arms.

The originally neat white shirt had two buttons undone by him, and the cuffs were rolled up a bit, making it look less serious.

"You look like a gentle scum when you dress like this, who wouldn't like it after seeing it." Fu Wan commented.

"You touch?" Qi Ye asked.

"Are you showing off?" Fu Wan also asked.

Still, he accepted the show.

Qi Ye usually exercises more frequently than him, and he has never been lazy in a class that should be attended.

Qi Ye's figure is also that kind. He looks thin when he wears clothes, but he has a good-looking figure with muscles when he takes off his clothes. This is what Fu Wan really wants to have.

While studying, Fu Wan watched Qi Ye play basketball.Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Qi Ye rolled up on the basketball court and was fanned by the hem of his jersey that was half wet with sweat, revealing his strong waist and abdomen muscles. Qi Ye turned his head and frowned at him in the stands. scream.

"Very good." Fu Wan commented, "It feels very solid, and one punch can hit five Fu Yiyi and two Fu Hengyao."

"Wanwan, your unit of measurement is weird." Qi Ye suppressed a smile, "I can hug you now, and it's not difficult for a princess to hug you. Do you want to try it first?"

Fu Wan thought about it and said, "Yes."

He didn't know whether to be proud or worried, Qi Ye seemed to be pussy by him.

Every time I got something new and good, or learned a new skill, I gave it to him like a treasure.

He is also very good to Qi Ye, but compared to what Qi Ye brought to him, it seems not worth mentioning?

Qi Ye got out of the car and went around to his side, put one hand behind his back, and the other hand wrapped around his knees, and with a little force, picked him up.

His body suddenly hung in the air, followed by a sense of insecurity. The only thing he could hold was Qi Ye's arm.

It was a bit strange, Qi Ye had never hugged him like this before.

The clothes he was wearing were thin, because they were hugged sideways, the two of them stuck close together, the hem of his shirt was rolled up a little, and he could feel the warmth from Qi Ye.

When Qi Ye was walking, the metal buckle of the belt was stuck on his waist, rubbing repeatedly to produce a few petal-colored red, and gradually a light pink.

It hurt a little, but he didn't pick and choose, which was rare, but grabbed Qi Ye's rolled up cuffs, leaving creases on Qi Ye's neat shirt.

He collected Qi Ye's again for the first time.

His brother's first princess hug was for him.

The familiar feeling of heat in the morning seemed to have returned a little bit, like an invisible river flowing through his chest, bringing a comfortable temperature that seemed to be comparable to the warm sun in March.

The light scent of orange blossom is diffuse and fleeting.

The warmth that disappears too quickly is difficult to attract the attention of the person concerned.

Fu Wan forgot what she had told Qi Ye about the pain in her feet just now, and jumped off the ground as soon as she got off the ground.

Just now his email alert rang, and he was eager to check it.

There is a newly received email on the computer from the Laurel platform.

"You voted for the project of Yuegui's family?" Qi Ye stood beside him and read the email for a while, then asked incredulously, "Do you have any opinion on me? Xinyu is not enough for you?"

"No." Fu Wan said, "This is the result of my comprehensive consideration. His mobile game has been doing well during this period."

Moreover, rabbits do not eat grass beside the nest.

Qi Ye was just joking with him and respected his choice in this regard.

But on Yuegui's side, Fu Wan was a little hesitant.

The other party said that he was very optimistic about his game design, and also sent him a qualification invitation letter for project bidding, but there was a clause in the other party's terms that required the designer to give up the right of authorship.

"Yuegui is petty, that's impossible." Qi Ye said, "That is to say, they just bought game ideas and mechanics, and used them for their own mature studios. This is contrary to your original intention."

indeed.

The all-important creative team was erased in the process, unable to have a name.

"It's better to come from home." Qi Ye said helplessly, "You compete for yours, just check your own level, graduates of the game design department will never lose to outsiders, I will not interfere in the whole process, you go to the branch to show Or when assessing, just pretend that we don't know each other."

"That's fine too." Fu Wan accepted the proposal, "From now on, we will not only act in harmony, but also play the role of old friends meeting each other."

Qi Ye: "...just adapt to the situation, it's not that difficult."

"Is it really possible?."

"When you see the uncle and the uncle, you pretend to be affectionate, and when you meet me in a demonstration, you pretend you don't know each other. It's simple." Qi Ye said.

"Okay, let me borrow your good words."

A prophecy.

Two days later, it was a sunny afternoon. Fu Wan, who successfully passed the preliminary screening, walked into the gate of the game company under Xinyu Group with her own project information.

There were more than 20 new game studios who came to compete, and Fu Wan sat with them in the waiting room, preparing for the initial project presentation.

"Are you nervous?" The young man next to Fu Wan had asked him the same question three times.

"Brother, I'm not nervous." Fu Wan said, "I suspect you, a bad bastard, are making me nervous through psychological hints."

"..." The young man chuckled.

"I feel that even if I'm not selected, it's worth seeing the world." The young man said honestly, "I just saw Deputy Director Qi, young and promising, with a good-looking talent, wearing a wedding ring on his hand. What a good family man."

"Deputy Director Qi?" Fu Wan asked.

Isn't that his husband? Is Qi Ye here today?

"Well, I heard that he will come to listen to the show later, I have to perform well." The young man said, "Come on, too. If everything is recorded, we will be colleagues in the future."

"I'm so excited, it's great to pass the preliminary screening." The young man devoted himself to heightening the tense atmosphere, trying to choke away his opponents one by one, "You said that we people, how can we have the opportunity to meet Qi Ye in normal times? "

Fu Wan: "Yeah, yeah."

Not only did he touch the sides, he also touched the chicken.

He wasn't nervous about this small occasion of showing off.

But he was thinking, if Qi Ye came over, how would he pretend later so that it would appear that they were unfamiliar.

Difficult.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the waiting room was suddenly pushed open.

The person in charge of the project walked in: "Everyone, our game company under Xinyu attaches great importance to today's preliminary selection, not only the two high-level leaders will come back, but also Deputy Director Qi will come.

Who are the two top leaders?

As soon as this idea popped into Fu Wan's head, he saw his uncle and second uncle from a distance.

Qi Ye said that when you meet your uncle and uncle, you must be affectionate and make no mistakes.

But Qi Ye also said that public and private are clearly distinguished, and they are not familiar with each other in the workplace.

Fu Wan: "..."

It's over, garbled characters began to appear in his head.

Is this the ability of carbon-based organisms to perform?