Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

It wasn't the first time Fu Wan borrowed Qi Ye's computer, but it seemed that it was the first time he noticed that Qi Ye's project document package was still clearly marked with a price.

[Laughing to death, Wanwan, you are the only anchor that I don’t even hate because of the rich second-generation personality. ]

[Click on the 5 million project, let me see if it contains your overwhelming selfies. ]

[Okay, stop laughing, the anchor is poor and ambitious, you have one yuan, I have one yuan, Wanye will get the money tomorrow. ]

"Sometimes, I really wonder if you are all stupid." Fu Wan said.

Obviously he has a tendency to show off his wealth, but what he gets is a beggar's treatment.

His anchor account has received a lot of bounties piecemeal, which really seems to be the case.

The car passed by a shopping mall, there were few people and only the neon lights left. He turned his head to look at Liu Guang, but Qi Ye was all in his peripheral vision.

Qi Ye wasn't looking at him, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips.

He was stunned, his heart seemed to be basked in the early summer sun, it was too warm, and he felt a little restless for no reason.

He almost couldn't hide the crazy thoughts in his heart.

After the project training meeting of Xinyu Games, another screening was carried out, leaving 4 game projects that were finally decided to be supported, and the game projects of Fu Wan and Xie Hui were among them.

These wild studios have the "title" given by Xinyu, and they can apply for Xinyu's advertising, technical and other resource support.

In addition to Fu Wan’s small apartment, the scope of daily activities of the “Late Leaving Early Return” studio also includes an office provided by Xinyuxin.

"Second generation." In the afternoon, An Xia pushed the door open and rushed into the office, "Next week in city A's comic exhibition, Xinyu's demo booth, there will be places for our game B to be displayed! We all have to go there then."

"Really." Half of Fu Wan was lying in front of the computer, and the other half was lying on the stool, holding a memo on the mobile phone, jotting down something.

"What are you writing?" An Xia asked, "So serious? What is this, Qi Ye's observation diary?"

Why is Qi Ye's name densely packed on the memorandum.

"It's nothing." Fu Wan closed the diary, "How big is the booth area? I'll think about the layout of the scene and see if I can draw a sketch."

This is a great opportunity for mobile games that have not yet been released.

It can be used to find the game's shortcomings through testing, but also to attract the first batch of future players through demonstration.

"We share a booth with Xie Hui and the others." An Xia said, "We have to discuss with them how to divide it."

"Okay, I'll go find him." Fu Wan took a bag of melon seeds and strolled towards Xie Hui and the others. On the way, he saw his husband talking to his assistant from a distance. He let Xie Hui off like a pigeon, and prepared to use the private elevator Go upstairs to find Qi Ye.

"Xiao Wan." Assistant Jane met him in the elevator building, "If you're here, I'll be lazy and help me deliver the contract and recording pen to your brother."

"Okay." Fu Wan is keen to be Qi Ye's assistant recently, which gives him more opportunities to get in touch with Qi Ye.

For the previous network security cooperation, after all, they are all responsible big companies. Director Shen of the Laurel Group held his nose today and came to Xinyu Games to discuss cooperation.

"Your office is quite impressive." Shen Jingyi said politely.

"It's okay, my office in the group is more impressive." Qi Ye said, pushing open the office door.

Director Shen Jingyi: "Your wife seems to have settled down in the past two days, and she hasn't lost the foundation of my company. How do you discipline her? Share your experience?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the sofa in the bright office: "What experience? I want to hear it too."

Director Shen's face turned foul instantly.

Fu Wan sat in front of Qi Ye's desk, kicked her feet lightly on the ground, and turned around with her and the chair, facing the two of them.

"Wanwan, have you had dinner yet?" Qi Ye asked him.

"No, I'll wait for you." He sat lazily on the stool, squinting his eyes slightly, not intending to greet outsiders.

He was wearing a light blue T-shirt today, with a very low neckline, and the thin white collarbone around his neck was clean and smooth like a crescent moon. Qi Ye paused, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Go sit on the other side of the sofa, I will discuss cooperation with Chairman Shen."

Then, Qi Ye turned around and said to Shen Jingyi: "Then let's talk quickly, my wife didn't eat dinner."

Director Shen: "..." Damn this couple.

Fu Wan guessed that what they were talking about was the 12 billion cooperation project on Qi Ye's computer desktop.

He originally wanted to lie down on the sofa, but Qi Ye just signaled him to sit upright, so he sat upright on the sofa and flipped through his memo.

He added a few new pieces of content——

【The first time Qi Ye bought shoes at an auction was with Fu Wan. SR】

[Qi Ye made things difficult for others in an interview for the first time because of Fu Wan. R]

【Qi Ye's first marriage was to Fu Wan. SSR]

He had been writing down this memo for a long time. It was just for fun in the beginning, to record a little bit of what his brother did with him first.

But recently, he seems to have gradually become a little preoccupied, and the things recorded are becoming more and more detailed.

For example, the latest one -

[Qi Ye and Fu Wan were the first to get together to watch the clouds on the rooftop. R]

This is a bit embarrassing to say.

Since he is no longer a recorder of facts, he has recently started making facts for the record.

He forced Qi Ye to go up to the rooftop, and he forced Qi Ye to look at the cloud.

Qi Ye looked at him inexplicably the whole time, and after getting off the rooftop, he had someone collect several pairs of new shoes for him, and told him to be in a good mood.

Over there, Qi Ye and Shen Dong were chatting about cooperation, and Fu Wan was scratching his head thinking about things Qi Ye hadn't done yet.

In short, no matter what Qi Ye wants, he must be the first to serve the night.

"Xinyu has the latest technology in cooperation with country A. Director Shen doesn't have to worry about that. Xinyu has always been at the forefront in this regard." Over there, the conversation between Qi Ye and Director Shen came to an end, "If you have any concerns in the future, you can Email me."

Qi Ye: "Shall I send you away or do you go by yourself?"

Director Shen cursed and stayed away from the couple.

"Wanwan, what do you want to eat later?" Qi Ye asked, "Where are we going?"

In the past, they both went to the cafeteria separately, but recently Fu Wan seemed to be playful and always dragged him to eat some novel food.

"I want to go to the bar." Fu Wan said, "Can I?"

All in all, Qi Ye didn't hold a lot of alcohol, it seemed that he had never been to a small bar outside.

This is the first time for a rare ssr, he also wants to collect it, it's not bad to miss it.

Qi Ye was startled, and then asked, "Why do you want to go to the bar all of a sudden?"

"Is it okay?" Fu Wan put her head on Qi Ye's shoulder and rubbed against her.

Qi Ye sat up straight, with his head, neck and back straight, and said in a firm tone, "Okay."

Fu Wan glanced at her husband's indifferent reaction, feeling a little disappointed.

An Xia said that if you don't like it, you don't have desires.

His snowflake seemed to melt when he got close to Qi Ye, but Qi Ye was like ice that hadn't melted for years, and he didn't react at all.

When they left Xinyu Game Company, they met their uncle.

"Where are the brothers going?" The uncle sneered.

"Go on a date with my husband." Fu Wan stuffed her hand into Qi Ye's.

Qi Ye glanced at him, lowered his eyes and smiled, grabbed Fu Wan's hand and put it in his coat pocket.

He has been a bit confused lately about Fu Wan. Sometimes he feels that he is swearing sovereignty, and sometimes he feels that he is just playing around and learning how to act as a lover.

Like a person is probably a very exhausting thing, he will be happy for a long time because of his eyes and actions, and will be depressed because he can't understand the complete him.

And Fu Wan seems to be more and more capable of tossing people recently.

Fu Wan leaned against the car window, adding to his memo.

[Qi Ye went to the small bar for the first time, it was with Fu Wan. R]

He held his memo contentedly, as if pieced together, he had a complete person.

He thought about it and added another one.

[Qi Ye's first date is with Fu Wan. SR】

After he finished beating, his cheeks became slightly hot, and he deleted it again.

Qi Ye was looking down at an email from Assistant Jian, when suddenly someone rushed over, hugged his neck, and whispered in his ear: "Qi Ye, we're here."

"Yeah." Qi Ye pushed the car door open.

After not taking two steps, Fu Zaozao leaned over to chat with him intimately.

This is a small bar in the suburbs of city A, Qi Ye doesn't know how Fu Wan found this place.

In short, his network cable pros started to grow as soon as they entered the bar, and there was a tendency to want to collect WeChat.

Qi Ye detained him and found a corner.

"Qi Ye, wait for me." After Fu Wan finished speaking, she walked towards the bar.

"Brother Jiang, come recommend me some wine." Fu Wan sat on the high stool and patted the table.

The bartender turned around and recognized him: "Hey, why are you free to come to my place today?"

The bartender was a friend of Fu Wan's high school classmate's cousin's ex-boyfriend, and the two had played games together.

"Let me treat you, it's rare to come here once." The bartender said, "Do you have any taste preference?"

"No, I'm giving you business, not robbing you." Fu Wan thought for a while, then lowered her voice, and asked, "Is there that kind of wine that makes a man drink it so that he can't give up on me?"

Bartender: "... small business, run it honestly, don't hurt me."

Bartender: "Brother Xin, with your face, someone will want you if you hook your hands. We don't need to engage in such crooked ways."

Fu Wan took back two glasses of pink and tender wine. In the color-changing liquid, hemispherical ice cubes hissed and blew air.

"Have you ever drank?" Fu Wan asked Qi Ye with wide eyes.

"Huh? I've never drank this kind." Qi Ye took a sip, "It tastes good."

"it is good."

Fu Wan wrote down in the memo——

【The first time Qi Ye drank pink wine was with Fu Wan. R]

Then the first time Qi Ye drank other kinds of wine, he should be with him first.

It's fine, he's paying more and more attention to details.

Qi Ye's first kiss seemed to be given to him first.

But that doesn't seem to be considered a kiss, just a light touch. It seems that it can't be regarded as being collected by him.

He has always been quite content with the status quo, but now he is a little anxious.

This thought continued until he followed Qi Ye home, and when he entered the house, the heavy door closed behind him. He opened his mouth and asked, "Qi Ye, can you kiss me?"

Qi Ye's footsteps faltered: "What?"

"Just..." Fu Wan couldn't think of any good reason.

But every time he asked for something, Qi Ye would give it to him.

As long as he speaks out, no matter what the reason is.

"I think every time we kiss, the kiss is very fake, I want to learn the real one." He said.

This seems to be not the truth.

But it doesn't matter, the lie of "Wolf is coming" has been bluffed too many times, and the truth and falsehood are mixed together. No one else seems to believe what he says.

"Fu Zaozao." Qi Ye took a deep breath.

With that bit of alcohol, the heart that has been ups and downs recently showed some signs of being unable to hold back.

He almost couldn't hide his liking, but there were still people who teased him again and again, and after teasing, he could still avoid his closeness as if nothing had happened.

He had already lost the titles of "husband" and "brother" from Fu Wan, as if there was only one name left without any sense of intimacy.

Fu Wan evaded all his hints of liking, obviously trying to distance himself from him, but tirelessly invited him to play a game of love between husband and wife.

"No kiss." Qi Ye raised his hand and loosened the two buttons on his neckline, "It's the end of the month, don't you owe the time for the live broadcast, go and broadcast it."

His tone seemed to be coaxing a child who wanted candy.

This made Fu Wan suddenly realize that he didn't want candy, and he didn't just want to occupy Qi Ye in various senses. He seemed to be looking forward to something deeper.

He is content with the status quo, and occasionally wants to break the status quo.

Something floating in the bubble, invisible and ungraspable, is suddenly pulled to the surface.

"Qi Ye." He grabbed the corner of Qi Ye's clothes, pressed against Qi Ye from behind, and smelled the scent of orange blossom and white jasmine greedily, "Brother, husband, give me a kiss, okay? "

Qi Ye took a deep breath, and gently parted his hands holding him: "Fu Zaozao, both Xinyu and Mixin have a lot of work today."

Fu Wan said in a daze.

"Fu Wan." Qi Ye called his name, softened his tone, and rubbed his hair, "I'm a little tired, and I don't want to play house every day."

Fu Wan opened her mouth, but said nothing.

But, isn't he playing house?

If you don't like it, you have no desire.

What An Xia said stabbed him again.

"That's fine." He said, "That's it, I'm going to broadcast live."

Qi Ye rubbed the center of his eyebrows, regretting for a while.

He rummaged through the cupboards, frantically trying to make amends, but found a small sprouted potato.

There was a sound of hasty footsteps on the wooden stairs. Fu Wan was carrying a big bag and was going downstairs furtively. The two of them happened to meet their eyes.

Qi Ye: "..."

Fu Wan: "..."

"Wife Wanwan, what are you doing?" Qi Ye asked softly.

"Hey." Fu Wan said, "I want to run away from home."

Qi Ye: "...No."

Fu Wan was carrying a large bag of shoes, which were quite heavy, and she wanted to put them on the ground to rest for a while.

As soon as he put down his bag, a shadow fell over, Qi Ye pressed his shoulders and pushed him down on the stairs.

The corner of the shirt was rolled up, and the steps hurt his waist. Qi Ye knelt on one knee beside him, pressed him to lie on the ground, pinched his chin and kissed him.

He didn't seem to know this person he had relied on since childhood.

Qi Ye pressed him with great strength and fierce movements. His lip was bitten hard, and it hurt so much that the smell of orange blossom and white jasmine broke into his mouth.

He didn't know that kissing someone turned out to be like this. His breath was taken away bit by bit, his body became softer and softer, like clouds scattered in the sky, and the tingling feeling spread from the back of the neck to the scalp, uncomfortable and obsessed .

He was forced to make a small sound, opened his teary eyes, and saw that in Qi Ye's dark and drooping eyes was a light that he couldn't see through.

"I kiss you, is that okay?" Qi Ye raised his hand to wipe the water from the corner of his mouth, "Wife Wanwan, what else do you want, brother will give you, and we won't run away from home, okay?"

Fu Wan doesn't know.

He collected the unfinished kiss.

He didn't know how Qi Ye did it, to do such a thing to him in a gentle tone like coaxing a child to prevaricate candy.

"Okay," he said.

Qi Ye went into the bathroom, wanted to wash his face with cold water to wake up, but when he came out, he found his wife had run away.

Probably because the bag was too heavy, Fu Wan threw away his shoes while walking, and the shoes were connected into a line on the carpet, pointing in the direction of the gate.

Qi Ye: "..."

He realized later that he seemed to have done something wrong.

[Qi Ye]: Wanwan.

[Qi Ye]: Pay Zaozao.

[Qi Ye]: Wan Wan's wife.

Fu Wan didn't reply to the message, but the name on WeChat suddenly changed to "Princess Xinyu at large".

Qi Ye's hand trembled, and the phone dropped on the carpet.

The fugitive Crown Princess Xinyu originally planned to go back to her home, but halfway there she found it a bit embarrassing, so she carried her pockets and went to the bedroom on the second floor of her studio.

Qi Ye decorated him with a pure prison style, and he never thought that one day he would be able to move in with his bags.

There are only two days left in May, and he still owes about ten hours of live broadcast, so he has to hurry up.

Maybe it was because he knew that he hadn't finished brushing for a long time, and his water friends were waiting in the group. As soon as the news of the start of the broadcast was sent out, a large group of people came immediately.

[? ? ? ]

[Tear behind bars? ]

[Damn, my mouth is open, are you really in?You can also start a live broadcast when you go in, awesome. ]

[You finally know that you can have a full meal when you go in? ]

Fu Wan looked at the anti-theft bars behind her, and was speechless for a while.