Marry the real young master and his uncle [rebirth]

"Mr. Xi, why are you here?" Fang Xingquan followed Xi Tingzhou into the coffee shop and sat down, asking quite unexpectedly.

The waiter poured Fang Xingquan a glass of lemonade and handed over a hot towel to wipe his hands.

Xi Tingzhou didn't answer his question, but turned his head to tell the waiter: "Give him a glass of warm milk."

Turning his gaze to Fang Xingquan's face, he asked, "Do you like sweets?"

Fang Xingquan was slightly stunned, and subconsciously replied: "I don't like it..."

His body froze, his lips were murmured, and his expression was somewhat in a trance.

After being reborn, Fang Xingquan told himself countless times to live as he wanted, but the fact is that he couldn't even change the mouth addiction he had developed over the years.

Sweet and delicious cakes, soft and comfortable clothes, a warm and spacious bedroom... He couldn't like them all.

Whenever he dares to say something he likes, Zhou Huiping will punish him in thousands of ways.

Xi Tingzhou noticed the young man opposite, as soon as the words fell, complex emotions such as annoyance, grievance, and disappointment appeared on his face, and he looked very affectionate.

"Every dessert in the shop is served."

"Ah?" Fang Xingquan looked at the tall and handsome man with wide eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream, and waved his hands in a panic to stop him, "Mr. Xi, you don't need to spend money, and I can't eat it anyway."

Xi Tingzhou was as motionless as a mountain, holding a high-quality white porcelain cup in his slender and white hands, and took a sip of coffee, with an elegant and dignified appearance.

"It can be packed."

Seeing that Fang Xingquan couldn't be persuaded, he kept his voice reserved and thanked: "Thank you."

Xi Tingzhou responded lightly: "Yes."

Desserts of various colors were served one after another, dazzling and dazzling, the air wafted with a sweet smell, and several warm lights melted into Fang Xingquan's eyes, instantly dyeing his amber eyes into caramel color, clear and bright, Shining brightly, it seems to be sweeter than a table full of delicacies.

Xi Tingzhou stared at him, as if he tasted a hint of sweetness on the tip of his tongue, he couldn't help feeling a little relieved, he put down the coffee cup in his hand, and said to the young man, "Eat."

Fang Xingquan got the approval, picked up the fork and hesitated which piece to eat first, and finally he chose the matcha cake that was farthest from him. The matcha was fresh and elegant, with just the right amount of bitterness, which perfectly neutralized the sweetness of the cream.

The entrance was silky and delicate, Fang Xingquan unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, he has not eaten such delicious food for a long time, since he left Ji's house, he has been running around for a living, if he only supports himself, of course he has more money Going into a dessert shop to buy a cake, but who made him stupid? In his last life, he spent his whole life pursuing the illusory recognition and love that others said.

For this reason, he can continue to dedicate without complaint or regret until death.

Whenever Zhou Huiping, Fang Hui, and even Fang Cong open their mouths, even if they have no money, they will find someone to lend them money. He is the eldest son of the family, his parents are old, and his education is low. He should support the whole family. His younger brother is stubborn and dropped out of school early. , but he is the treasure of his parents, and he is also his only younger brother. The eldest brother is like a father, and he has the responsibility to take care of him.

So no matter how hard Fang Xingquan's life was, he had to smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. Who made them blood relatives.

He thought so until his death. Apparently Zhou Huiping had successfully brainwashed him, whispering in his ears for ten years, instilling in him the idea that he should be a cow and a horse for the Fang family.

The cake in his mouth became more and more bitter, Fang Xingquan's movements gradually slowed down.

Xi Tingzhou raised his eyes and asked, "Not tasty? Let it go, don't force it."

Fang Xingquan pursed his lips, raised the corners of his lips, and said obediently: "I'll eat it later."

He looked around and saw that they were the only customers at the table in the retro and elegant coffee shop. The clerk slowly placed the cleaned cups, the soothing and melodious light music was relaxing, and a mellow coffee smell filled the air.

There are a large number of books on the bookshelves, of various types, covering a very wide span of fields. For example, there are a few children's literature at the bottom, and obscure philosophy and mathematics directly above.

Fang Xingquan thought to himself, who would come to the coffee shop to read such a troublesome book, the boss is really interesting.

Seemingly noticing Fang Xingquan's gaze, Xi Tingzhou followed his gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you interested in mathematics?"

Fang Xingquan shook his head, "Children's picture books are more attractive to me."

Xi Tingzhou called the waiter to give Fang Xingquan the children's picture book. Fang Xingquan was flattered, and suddenly joked: "You won't book the room today, will you?"

Xi Tingzhou's deep phoenix eyes stared at him, making Fang Xingquan's heart beat faster and his Adam's apple rolled, "What... what's wrong?"

The waiter brought the picture book to Fang Xingquan, and explained his doubts with a smile, "Xi Dong is our boss."

Fang Xingquan raised his head in surprise, and stared straight at Xi Tingzhou. Xi Tingzhou controls the huge "Nianyuan" group, manages a lot of things every day, and even has the leisure to open a coffee shop.

"So surprised, didn't you come here on purpose today?" Xi Tingzhou glanced at him pretendingly.

"Ah?" Fang Xingquan was puzzled, when did he come to Xi Tingzhou?He had no idea that Xi Tingzhou was here.

Xi Tingzhou picked up the coffee and took a sip, "You're a little too clingy."

"But you are young, I can understand."

Listening to him talking to himself, Fang Xingquan almost poked out the three rooms and one living room with his toes. He lifted the bag containing the lunch box in embarrassment, "Fang Cong was hospitalized. I went out to buy food. It rained halfway, so I ran to the eaves of the coffee shop. Take shelter from the rain."

Xi Ting Zhou's hand holding the coffee cup trembled almost invisible, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Fang Xingquan turned his head and suppressed a smile. It turned out that the unsmiling Xi Dong had a talent for being a comedian.

The white moonlight filter left to him by Xi Tingzhou in his previous life was crumbling.

When standing at the door, Fang Xingquan was still lamenting that Xi Tingzhou appeared in front of him like a savior in his previous life, helped him reissue his ID card, took him to the imperial capital, and personally led him to the principal's office of T University, arranged everything for him, and let him There are books to read, and he is even willing to sponsor him to go to school. After he politely refused, he helped him apply for a student loan.

Entrusted by Xi Tingzhou, the principal provided him with a work-study opportunity. In addition, Fang Xingquan studied hard and successfully won a scholarship. Before Fang's family found him, he rarely saw the light of day.

Xi Tingzhou tilted his head, holding a coffee cup to enjoy the scenery outside the window, but the tips of his ears facing Fang Xingquan were bloodshot, like crystal clear pomegranate seeds.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xingquan felt that the man ten years older than him was kind of cute.

"Did you invest in coffee shops because you like drinking coffee?" Fang Xingquan deliberately changed the topic for the sake of Xi Tingzhou's burning ears.

Xi Tingzhou put down the cup, his movements were gentle and graceful, without hearing the slightest noise, "Of course not."

Fang Xingquan cast a curious look at him, Xi Tingzhou continued: "I seldom eat out, sometimes I need a quiet place to talk about business, so I opened a coffee shop."

Fang Xingquan understood, in a word - cleanliness.

He tilted his head and looked at Xi Tingzhou thoughtfully. His skin is fairer than snow, his eyes are majestic, his eyebrows are drawn into his temples, and his thin lips are slightly drawn. What I noticed was not his handsome and extraordinary face, but his daunting aura.

Xi Tingzhou raised his eyes, and looked back at Fang Xingquan with dark eyes, "Is there something wrong?"

Curious, Fang Xingquan leaned forward and asked, "Mr. Xi, you have such a serious cleanliness obsession, can you really marry me?"

Hearing this, Xi Tingzhou was puzzled and asked, "Why not?"

After a while of silence, Fang Xingquan said under his confused eyes: "If we get married, we are legally married, right?"

"En." Xi Tingzhou nodded.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Fang Xingquan continued his efforts: "Since we are husband and wife, we must live as husband and wife."

He looked up at Xi Tingzhou, and asked suspiciously, "Are you okay?"

At first Xi Tingzhou didn't understand the meaning of Fang Xingquan's words, until he saw Fang Xingquan's meaningful eyes, his heroic eyebrows gradually tightened, "Do you only have these things in your mind all day long?"

Fang Xingquan was afraid of being scolded by him again and felt ashamed, so he quickly defended himself: "It's just a matter of fact, Mr. Xi, you are older than me anyway, why do you always talk about sex?"

"As a healthy adult male, I should guarantee my legitimate rights and interests. If marrying you means becoming a monk, why don't I become a monk? Maybe I can leave a legend."

Xi Tingzhou was silenced by the silence, Fang Xingquan saw that his face was gloomy, and secretly speculated that Xi Tingzhou should start to give up the idea of ​​getting married.

"You make sense." Xi Tingzhou thought for a while, and changed his words in agreement: "Since I choose to be responsible to you, I will be responsible to the end. Although I can't feel that kind of affection for you now, I will work hard..."

After a pause for a few seconds, he stared into Fang Xingquan's eyes with deep black eyes, and said loudly, "Try to fall in love with you."

"Plop", "Plop" Fang Xingquan's heart was beating violently, and his chest was beating like a thousand drums, almost shattering the thin skin.

It was as if a cluster of flames sprang up in his heart, igniting his internal organs, his back was wet with hot sweat, he licked his dry lips, his eyes dodged away from Xi Tingzhou's bright black eyes.

Xi Tingzhou didn't notice his strangeness, and dropped a blockbuster, "You are not yet of marriageable age, let's get engaged first, and get the marriage certificate later."

Fang Xingquan: "??"

"And..." Xi Tingzhou lowered his eyes, hesitant to speak.

Fang Xingquan's heart was shocked, what else? !

After a few more minutes of mental preparation, Xi Tingzhou straightened his back and looked at Fang Xingquan without squinting, "Although I have a slight obsession with cleanliness, don't worry, I will strictly fulfill the husband and wife obligations you mentioned, just wait for me a moment .”

As he spoke, Xi Tingzhou took out his mobile phone to send a message.

Fang Xingquan stared blankly at the man across the table, completely unable to understand why things had developed like this.

He just wanted Xi Tingzhou to retreat in the face of difficulties, why did he become more and more courageous after frustration?

However, he can accept getting engaged first, and then keep a low profile on the grounds that he is young and has just entered university. After half a year has passed, he can successfully help Xi Tingzhou avoid a car accident, and he can retire.

"I asked my friends, they are all year-round, I am busy with work and often need to travel, I can only wrong you to reduce the frequency." Xi Tingzhou is serious, only a PPT is missing.

Fang Xingquan answered immediately: "It's okay, work is important, and I have to go to school."

Xi Tingzhou is very satisfied that the two can reach a consensus, "I try to go home as early as possible on January, March, and Friday, and deal with work on February and April, okay?"

"Two days off on weekends?" Fang Xingquan wanted to slap himself after asking.

Xi Tingzhou: "I will compensate you all day on weekends."

Fang Xingquan: "?"