Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

"Brother, you are mocking me again." Fu Wan heard the mocking meaning in Qi Ye's words, "It's because the bed in Xinyu dormitory is too hard."

"Fu Zaozao, Xinyu's dormitory is well received by the whole network, Princess Pea." Qi Ye slowly drove the car out of the school district, and on the side of the street, high school students who were going to study next night were passing by in twos and threes.

Fu Wan didn't know why he had to go home tonight, so he accepted the taunt.

Qi Ye's mouth seems to be getting more and more poisonous recently, and he can hit him if he is caught.

He stretched out his arms, and lazily climbed back to the back seat of the car, lying on his side, rubbing his sore buttocks just now.

Qi Ye glanced at the rearview mirror, and there was a puddle of squeamishness who thought the bed was too hard, humming a song comfortably.

Qi Ye turned down the volume of the car music a lot.

The moon is bright and bright, and it does not lose its elegance outside the dim lights of the city.

"Why didn't you send me a message in advance?" Qi Ye asked.

The car passed by a home furnishing city, and on the huge billboard, the words "Building a Love Nest Together" flashed in neon lights.

Qi Ye usually feels vulgar when passing by, but today he absolutely agrees with this statement.

A house that has been decorated can keep the little canary that can't fly out.

"You're so busy." Fu Wan yawned, with some complaints in her voice that she couldn't detect, "Xinyu is too big, so many projects need to be reviewed by you. I won't disturb you, so you can finish it early."

Qi Ye, who originally didn't want to go home because his wife wasn't there, hummed.

Fu Wan was half lying down and watching Qi Ye in the front row.

His brother's co-pilot seat was always given to him, so he rarely looked at Qi Ye from this angle.

From this perspective, Qi Ye's tall and straight back stretches the sense of stability of the mountains, his side face is neat, his eyebrows are clear and his eyes are clear, and his hands are firmly holding the steering wheel.

Qi Ye is like a calm ice lake in a windless place, always rational, standing outside of emotions, making people feel at ease.

Can he call home? He calls back to Qi Ye's side.

He suddenly remembered that when they were in high school, the school committee of the next class asked Qi Ye to confess during the break. He strained his ears to listen, heard Qi Ye's refusal, and saw the disappointment and tears in the girl's eyes when she was about to leave.

Fortunately, Qi Ye's face has never liked anyone... Otherwise, it would be quite deceptive.

[An Xia]: Late, you said earlier that the male character in our mobile game is ready to load the voice.

[An Xia]: When recruiting, our studio gave a lot, and many people came to audition. I screened it with my friends from the broadcasting department, picked a few that I think are good, and sent them to you. listen.

[An Xia]: Listen to which ones are more exciting.

[Fu Erdai]: Medium.Straight man with sunglasses baring his teeth.jpg

[Fu Erdai]: I just took a nap, which just woke me up.

From An Xia's side, several voice packets came over, and Fu Wan lay on her back in the back seat of the car, playing them one by one.

The first piece of audio: "The only thing I can't let go of is you, don't cry, just smile."

It was a very steady and deep male voice, but it seemed that the emotion was not well grasped, so Fu Wan listened to the next one.

The second audio: "You are always forgetful, but fortunately, I pass by your track all the time."

This episode seems to be much better, fresh and lively, hearty and straightforward, which fits the character design corresponding to this plot.

Fu Wan clicked on the third and fourth ones, and beside her ears were the dissecting paragraphs of various voices, some calmly, some eloquently——

"It's snowing, I'm here to bring you an umbrella. On the way here, I met a little squirrel storing food for the winter. It looks a lot like you."

"This one is good... This one is good too." He was not lying comfortably enough, he rolled his phone left and right on the cushion, and sent a voice to An Xia, "It's in place, it feels sweet, keep it all."

Qi Ye glanced at the rearview mirror, his gaze was like the temperatureless moonlight lying on the clouds.

His fingertips flicked the volume switch on the car player casually.

Fu Wan was listening to An Xia's reissued "Excellent Cool Male Voice". The audio was playing, but he couldn't hear anything.

Rock and roll was playing in the car, the lead singer howled so loudly that it seemed to pierce the eardrums, and the sound of the drums was even more earth-shattering, as if they were going to beat people to death with sticks.

"Brother, have you switched to rock and roll recently!" Fu Wan yelled towards the front row, "It's so loud, I can't hear anything!"

The music was deafening, but Qi Ye didn't hear anything, and ignored him.

Fu Wan thought that he was not as professional as An Xia and the others in dubbing, so she stopped listening carefully and left it to An Xia to decide.

[An Xia]: Okay, I'll import the plot and show you. I need you to provide game scene support. Are you in the Xinyu dormitory?

[Fu Erdai]: Soybean Silence.jpg, I'm in my brother's car.

[An Xia]: Excuse me, please continue.

Qi Ye's rock and roll swayed all the way back to Fenglin Public Relations. Fu Wan lay on the back seat, ravaged by the noise for a round, her eyes glazed over.

The car door was pulled open, Qi Ye stood in the moonlight with arms crossed, leaning against the black car door, the corners of his mouth casually twitched, his voice was clear and indifferent: "Weak legs? Do you want me to hug you?"

Fu Wan: "..."

This sentence alone seemed to have more atmosphere than any audio he had just heard.

He didn't think his legs were weak at first, but Qi Ye's voice seemed to have a cold emotion of order and domineering, which made him label himself as weak-legged.

There was a slight heat behind his ears and around his neck, so he turned sideways and hid his head in the cushion.

It seems that not long ago, he tricked Qi Ye into hugging the princess.

Straight men are courageous and dare to try anything.

There is no voice-over explanation from the documentary for his lying posture in the ground. In the eyes of others, it means alienation and non-cooperation.

The moonlight was clear and faint, hiding behind the dark clouds.

Qi Ye turned around and slammed the car door without waiting for him.

Fu Wan lay prone on the back seat of the car, the heat on her neck gradually faded away.

Sensitive skin is better again.

He didn't want to move much, imagining that he was a man-of-war jellyfish abandoned by the world, who would poison anyone who touched him.

The car door opened from the side of his head, and a cool hand rested on his head, rubbing it lightly.

"Wife Wan Wan." Qi Ye leaned over, raised his arms, hugged his waist, and dragged him out of the back seat, "Stop making trouble, and go home."

"Then carry me on your back." Fu Wan said.

From among the broken clouds, the moon gave a ray of light to early summer.

In the bathroom at the end of the corridor on the second floor, there was the sound of rushing water. Fu Wan hugged the computer and hung up the live broadcast in Qi Ye's study.

He didn't play games today, but just hung up the live broadcast, lowered his head to show his scenes, his popularity was twice as high as usual, and the amount of rewards was a bit outrageous.

[Great, which kind-hearted person made the anchor drug dumb?I've said it a long time ago, if you don't have a few 2B speeches that are full of second sense at night, you will be rich already. ]

[Wow, where did the handsome guy come from, he has such a sweet and obedient appearance, what did he eat to grow up? ]

[Handsome guy, chat a few words and sing a song. ]

[He plays games, not sings. ]

[?Late night, listen, I know you suck at the game, but you can't just suck at it! ]

[I've been squatting for two days and want to watch you play games, why don't you sit here? ]

"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Wan raised her head, "I didn't sign a game anchor contract, I just need to broadcast."

At the beginning, Lao Zhang fell in love with him because of his face, but he didn't expect him to attract a lot of straight male fans by virtue of his game operation and evaluation ability.

[Then what are you doing now?Anchor late night. ]

"I've been in the water for a long time." Fu Wan said innocently, "I've asked for leave twice this month. If I don't have water, I won't have any money."

There was a momentary blank in the barrage in the live broadcast room.

The anchor manager Zhang Yunyi couldn't bear to knock Fu Wan.

[Calm-Old Zhang]: Do you think I'm dead?

[Late Night]: Since you switched to pimping, the grass on your grave has started to sprout.

Lao Zhang asked him, the one in his live broadcast room, the administrator of "Night" who seldom spoke, could he be kicked out and replaced by Pingxin TV.

Fu Wan said no.

[Calm-Old Zhang]: I'm not a pimp, it's up to you, can you have a chance to meet Qi Ye?You boy, after getting close to Vice Director Qi, you are very arrogant.

[Calm-Lao Zhang]: How many times have you two slept?Did he give you money?smirk.jpg

In the past, what Fu Wan said to Lao Zhang had been selectively ignored.

This time I glanced over, but my cheeks were slightly hot.

[Calm-Lao Zhang]: Have you met Vice Director Qi of Xinyu recently?

[Wan Ye]: See you every day.Straight man in sunglasses grinning.jpg

Lao Zhang ridiculed him and told him to do more practical things and less bragging.

He was about to refute one or two when the phone rang suddenly.

The note on the phone is still the "husband" he saved before.

Aren't you taking a shower? Why did you call him?

His fingertips brushed the two words hesitantly, and clicked to answer.

[The ringtone of the host's mobile phone is chicken crowing, which is so funny. ]

[Girlfriend's phone, why is he blushing? ]

[No, I don't allow anyone late at night. ]

"What's wrong?" Fu Wan turned off the live microphone and listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, "Oh, okay, I see."

"Leave for a while and be right back." He typed a message in the live broadcast room.

[go Go. ]

[Don't forget us, or you will be gone. ]

[Yo, he is so narcissistic, hanging so many pictures of himself on the wall. ]

Fu Wan stopped by the closet.

Qi Ye said that he forgot to take his underwear in the shower and asked him to give them to him.

He had asked Qi Ye for help with this kind of thing before, so it was right for Qi Ye to ask him.

He looked down at the ball of dark fabric in his hand, the size was quite large, Qi Ye's frame was bigger and stronger than his, he really praised it with emotion.

Even not long ago... He belatedly remembered the "big favor" he had done to Qi Ye.

He stopped outside the sound of rushing water again, thought for a while, and kicked the door open as before.

"Here you are." He said, "Hahaha, brother, it turns out that you also forget things sometimes."

Qi Ye silently raised his chin at the clothes hanger beside him, motioning for him to let it go.

Fu Wan didn't look at Qi Ye, and hung up his clothes. The water vapor wet his eyelashes, bringing a burst of coolness when he blinked.

Probably choked by the water vapor, he coughed softly, the thin and fair skin behind his ears turned reddish, like the spring breeze kissing the white silk and satin, stained with crimson flowers.

Qi Ye's Adam's apple rolled up and down once, hiding behind the blurred light and water vapor.

"Aren't you going to wash? We can go together." Qi Ye's voice came from behind him.

"I'm live broadcasting." Fu Wan dropped a sentence and left, "I have to guarantee the quality of the live broadcast, otherwise the platform will... scold me."

"Oh." Qi Ye replied, "Then you go."

Fu Wan spent three hours posting in front of the live broadcast camera, signed in, and counted today's tipping income.

Qi Ye was sitting by the bed, holding a tablet computer in his hand, which was the latest strategy game released by Xinyu, and he was trying it out.

Just as he was trying, he saw Wanwan's wife, who had just finished broadcasting, float in, lifted the quilt and lay down, her pajamas were tightly covered, a nightcap was put on her head, and she was dressed for winter.

"You don't want to take off your clothes?" Qi Ye reminded.