Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

"It's a match for sure." Fu Wan lay on the sofa, watching the fun with her Weibo account, "C major game department school grass, everyone loves it, it's definitely a good match for you."

"No loss, those who want to chase you in school can go around the playground." Qi Ye passed by, heard his whisper, glanced at him, and followed quietly, "But you are mine."

The average employment rate of C University is very high, Fu Wan and their majors were recruited by companies when they were in school, and the students in the class basically had their own places to go, and they made appointments for graduation trips before employment.

[Fu Erdai]: Where are you going, everyone.Straight man in sunglasses grinning.jpg

[Sea Anemone]: Let's go to the south to see the sea.

[razor clam]: Agreed, who doesn't want to go to the beach in summer.

[Crab]: Then let’s book tickets together, before everyone joins the job, let’s have the last carnival of the student days.

[Starfish]: After looking at the ticket, it is suitable to leave next week, let's go to X city to see the sea and eat seafood!

[Kelp]: Awesome, I hope we can make interesting games in the future.

[Fu Erdai]: Good!That's all about packing, I love the beach.

After Fu Wan cheerfully agreed to the graduation trip in the game design department, it occurred to her that Qi Ye probably wouldn't be with him.

Although he is not interested, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand Qi Ye's movements. In the past few days when he took office in Xinyu, there must be a big change within the Xinyu Group.

Grandpa of the Qi family is getting old, and often he seeks stability and abandons benefits in the group's decision-making, but Qi Ye is different. He was raised specifically for power and profit, and he must not tolerate those old things who take money for security and live for nothing. .

"Graduation trip?" Qi Ye, who was typing on the computer, heard his beeping, "Go if you want, graduation trip is a very precious memory, if you miss it, you won't have such a good opportunity."

"But you're not with me." Fu Wan was thinking about whether to go or not.

"We haven't gone on our honeymoon trip yet. At that time, we thought it was unnecessary." Qi Ye reminded him, "If you want to, when I'm done with work, pick a place you like, and just the two of us go out."

"Okay!" Fu Wan's worries eased a little.

Qi Ye still had some work to do, so Fu Wan gave him the study and went to find a place on the balcony.

He really didn't want to care about the early public beta of the competing game, but the other party's subordinates directly scolded under the official blog of "Xiaomu Whispers".

[An intelligence-reducing game without splashes, stop the public beta. ]

[Laughing to death, the only game that I feel like the boss can't stand up to, the author is not a rich man, so let's learn about the life of the rich. ]

[Why don't you mention the public beta in August, the one that goes first has an advantage in the same kind of games. ]

[It is said that your production team is all fresh graduates, and all the painting teams are newcomers, is it really okay? ]

The game has not yet been officially tested, because competing games have brought rhythm, and doubts from all parties have come bravely, and it seems that they want to press the new game studio back into the cradle through verbal pressure.

Fu Wan really wanted to ask them if they were tired, why no matter if it was a person or a thing, they had to argue for a few words before giving up.

He posted a Weibo with the mobile game's official blog account.

@晓暮笑语: Don’t worry, everyone, Xiaoyu has seen the opinions you put forward before, and it is being continuously optimized.Xiaoyu will meet you in October as scheduled (*^▽^*)

[An Xia]: Fortunately, you are using the official blog, but I have to scold them.

[Fu Erdai]: Not necessary.

[Fu Erdai]: I just think it's funny when I think that I'm wearing shoes worth 10 yuan, and they scold me for less than a few dozen yuan.Soybean covers mouth with tears and smiles.jpg

[An Xia]: Pfft.Second generation, go on a date with your brother, dating is so interesting.

[Fu Erdai]: Do you have a problem?

[An Xia]: It's nothing serious, he's chasing me, I want to try.

[Fu Erdai]:! ! !You like men!

[An Xia]: What, there is discrimination within the gay circle.

[Fu Erdai]: I don't like men, I like Qi Ye.

[An Xia]: If you tell your husband this directly, he must think you are scolding him.

Fu Wan: "..."

He couldn't tell how he felt, but he really didn't have any interest in other men. The only thing he liked and wanted to have was Qi Ye.

but--

[Fu Erdai]: Xia Bao, do you know what men and men should do?

[An Xia]: I knew you were going to ask this, so I'll find you a short video.

Fu Wan didn't watch the short video.

He rarely touches himself, and hardly thinks about it.

When Qi Ye took a bottle of milk and went into the study to find someone, Fu Wan was sitting in front of the computer with a serious face, staring at the screen, and the sound of the computer was turned down very low.

"Morning? Are you watching a horror movie?" Qi Ye saw that his face turned pale with fright, tried to interrupt his concentration, leaned over slowly, bent his left elbow to rest on the back of his chair, and walked forward took a look.

Qi Ye: "..."

Qi Ye took a deep breath and closed his laptop with force.

Fu Wan turned her head to see him, her head drooped, her eyes a little shy.

If they were brothers, it might be okay to watch them together, but their current relationship is that of lovers, separated by a layer of ambiguous veil, which is different.

He didn't respond to the [-]-minute short video, Qi Ye curled his fingers to touch his cheek, but he felt hot all over his body, the side of his neck seemed to be on fire, and he was at a loss for what to do.

Qi Ye pinched his chin from behind, made him turn his head, and kissed his lips, as if to vent his anger, rubbing the corners of his mouth with his fingertips while kissing, pressing out a watery red.

He half-opened his eyes, his breathing frequency was disrupted, and mottled red marks were printed on the side of his neck, like petals drenched in rain, blooming on the pure white soft brocade, each blooming brightly.

Qi Ye bit the side of his neck and sucked out more petals. The stamens were deep red and the leaves were light crimson.

Obviously he was so cold and distant when he was with others, and he had a gentle and rational attitude all day long, but when he came to him, he tore off the coat of education, and he liked to bite him so much that he couldn't bear to bite him. speak up.

The neckline of his pajamas was open, and the white jade tied with a red string fell between the collarbones, and the jade color was set off by the water-red hickey.

Qi Ye's slender fingers went all the way down, hooking the fabric around his waist: "Wanwan, can I help you?"

Only belatedly did he realize that when he really liked her, his reaction was undisguised.

He raised his head, raised his tearful eyes, and looked at the person in front of him through a thin layer of mist.

"You usually like to talk so much, but I'm not used to being quiet this time." Qi Ye teased him in his ear.

Fu Wan was lying on the bed, pressing Qi Ye's tablet with her left hand, and repairing a card illustration scene.

He changed the original daytime into dusk with ambiguous light, and added half-covered curtains on the transparent glass windows, and the potted plants by the windows were dripping with dew after the rain.

He finished drawing the scene leisurely, and sent the picture to Mi Lier in their studio for further adjustments.

After finishing all this, he lazily put away the computer, spread himself out on the bed, and spread his arms and wrists to bask in the light.

His hands are sore.

The world is unfair, and mutual help is unequal. Qi Ye refused to surrender when he touched him a few times. It didn't feel bad to release it in Qi Ye's hands, but when it was his turn to help, he really handed it over. so tired.

This is a hand that can draw in game design, and it cannot be treated like this.

He is lazy and only likes to get something for nothing, and he is quite dissatisfied with this kind of labor.

After hearing this, Qi Ye comforted him and said that he could get something for nothing next time.

He turned on his phone and made up a few memos.

"Wan Wan, are you still writing memos?" Qi Ye passed by after taking a shower and glanced at him.

"Nothing." Fu Wan rolled around, protecting the phone under her body.

The corners of Qi Ye's mouth twitched, his gaze lowered.

The Xinyu Group is extremely busy these days, Qi Ye doesn't like holding meetings to procrastinate, and the tasks that can be directly assigned are all given directly, which cuts down the big uncles and second uncles in the group.

The Xinyu Game R&D Department assigned people to join the Yiyou project, which left early and returned to the studio at night, to further enrich the plot and revise the character design.

Xiaomu Whisper currently has four male characters, their personalities are mapped from different weathers, and the story mechanism of the game is closer to reality, which is somewhat different from the regular world saving mode of the Laurel Group that day.

"Why is it so noisy outside today?" Fu Wan, who just woke up lying on the table in Xinyu Game Studio, rubbed her eyes.

"It seems to be a foreign exchange day." An Xia came in from the outside with a basket of cherries in his arms. "There is an exhibition area on the first floor to display all the games that Xinyu is operating. Many foreign game makers came downstairs."

Fu Wan's eyes lit up: "Then I have to go shopping."

When An Xia turned around again, the network cable master was no longer at the work station, and had taken away half of his cherries.

Fu Wan likes this kind of exchange activity very much. The game makers who come to visit and exchange come from different countries and speak different languages.

Fu Wan can also speak English, but he has no trouble chatting with these people.

He met a gamer from country R who was working on the scene of the second game, and not long after, he met a guy who was doing electronic sound effects.

As the host, Qi Ye came over to greet him, and saw his Fu Wan standing in front of a display board with a Xinyu game badge, communicating with a Russian friend without barriers.

Qi Ye: "..."

Careless.

His network cable is fine, and it is still the international version.

Little Brother of the Fighting Nation: "Crack, blah, blah, blah."

Fu Wan: "Yeah."

Brother Maozi laughed a few times, and raised his hand to touch Fu Wan's head, but Fu Wan refused in English, saying that he was married and had someone.

Qi Ye just heard the end of this conversation, and his face looked better.

Fu Wan was about to talk about his results tonight, when Qi Ye reached out and hooked his badge, holding the lanyard with the words Xinyu Games printed on it, and dragged him out of the main exhibition hall.

"I haven't finished chatting yet." Fu Wan said, "The brother I just met asked me to fight vodka at night. I have a good drinker."

"No." Qi Ye let go of the lanyard hooked between his fingers, "No."

The feeling of being pulled on the back of her neck disappeared, and Fu Wan staggered a step, bumping into Qi Ye.

"Fu Zaozao, show me your phone." Qi Ye stretched out his hand.

"Aren't we the same phone?" Fu Wan handed it over.

Qi Ye tapped his screen with his fingertips and opened WeChat.

Very good, 4782 WeChat friends, 22 more than yesterday, and they all have foreign names.

"Some people don't use WeChat, so I didn't add it," Fu Wan said.

He felt that the air pressure around here seemed a little low, but the sky outside was clear and the temperature was comfortable.

Then the atmosphere that the rain is about to come should come from... his brother.

"Fu Zaozao." Qi Ye took a deep breath, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, "I told you before that our relationship now is different from before, and you should treat everyone other than me with respect. distance."

"Well, I said it." Fu Wan hesitated for a moment, "No, you didn't tell me this, it was An Xia who told me."

Qi Ye: "..."

"It's not important." Qi Ye interrupted his train of thought, "In short, you can't add so many people's WeChat."

Qi Ye: "I won't be happy."

Fu Wan was stunned.

Qi Ye seldom expresses his displeasure and dissatisfaction directly with him. Usually, he perceives it through gradually clearer signals, and he directly puts it on the stage to tell him. This shows that——

Qi Ye was so upset that he was about to explode.

"Then I'll change it." He said, "Can I?"

Although he was reprimanded, he was not dissatisfied.

Qi Ye is right, he prefers their current state of getting along.

He could clearly feel the changes in Qi Ye, and would tell him directly and clearly what Qi Ye wanted now, instead of making him guess over and over again.

"It's not that you are not allowed to join." Qi Ye calmed down a bit, his tone softened, and he returned to the center of his head rationally to sit firmly, "You have the freedom to socialize, but you have to manage the distance with others."

"Wanwan." Qi Ye said, "You are too popular, I will be angry."

Fu Wan nodded, as if he understood a little.

It was as if he knew a brand new Qi Ye, Qi Ye who was not gentle, petty and jealous, and even slightly vicious and mean-spirited.

He obviously saw the dark side of the other party, but he felt happy.

Rather than a brother who let him spoil him everywhere, he really wanted a lover who had a temper and wanted to possess him.

The author says:

Ye: Do you want pie in the sky?

Wan: Yes!

Ye: Okay, open your mouth