Marriage by Agreement, Focus on Participation [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 6

Just as he was relieved, Qi Ye, who was replying to his assistant's message, was startled visibly to the naked eye.

"...The bridal chamber? Is there such a step?" Qi Ye asked.

"That's right." Fu Wan zoomed in on the process plan for him to see, and the word the size of a fist swung directly in front of Qi Ye's eyes.

"Understood." Qi Ye looked away, and said with some difficulty, "This is for the two of us to see, there is no need...to take specific actions, no one will stare at us."

"Oh, fooling around, I understand this. The kind that directly pulls the lamp?" Fu Wan didn't linger on this question, "I don't think it's difficult, I can do it. My mother got married by agreement back then, and I have ancestral experience. .”

"Well, there is nothing to worry about at first. The follow-up business cooperation is a matter between the two companies." After Qi Ye finished speaking, he closed the computer and prepared to change his clothes and take a shower. "If you are afraid of making mistakes, we You can try to go through the entire process of removing the bridal chamber."

"I think it will work." Fu Wan was gearing up, eager to try.

He has always been very enthusiastic about this kind of task-like activity.

Qi Ye's unbuttoned white shirt fell on the bed sheet, and he reached out to undo the metal buckle of his belt, making a crisp "click" sound, during which Fu Wan's gaze never left his body.

In the past, I didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but once I realized my desire to deal with Wan, this curious gaze turned into torment.

The movements of Qi Ye's hands stopped.

"Brother, you have a really good figure. Your abs and waist are so powerful and well-proportioned." Fu Wan's eyes moved all the way down and stopped on Qi Ye's slender fingers on his waist. "Go on, you're shy." ah?"

Qi Ye: "..."

Instinctively speaking, it is something to be proud of being praised by the same sex.

But at the same time as this pride, there was also some unexplained impulse, which was his fault.

But Fu Wan didn't notice anything, and was still praising his figure in different ways: "Brother, you said that when you were born a few days earlier than me, the nutrients on the earth were more abundant or something, why did you grow like this? Is it strong and impressive?"

"I usually ask you to follow the exercise, but you don't go by yourself." Qi Ye said.

The Qi family hired a teacher to teach, but Fu Wan was very lazy, and only went to Sanda classes occasionally, and other times he just slipped away and couldn't find anyone.

"The figure you have trained is really good. It has a completely different temperament from the ones from those p's." Fu Wan was talking, and her hands were not idle, she went to grab his brother's waist.

Qi Ye firmly grasped his wrist: "Aren't you tired? You still hurt your feet after flying so far."

After being reminded, Fu Wan only vaguely felt that his feet seemed to be hurting a little.

The lively and noisy people went back quietly, sat on the head of the bed, pulled out a small mountain bag from the quilt as a support, turned on Pingxin TV, and poked into An Xia's live broadcast.

When he is quiet, he is also quite good-looking, holding his bent knees with both hands, his slightly long hair is sticking to his neck neatly, a little smile is on the corner of his mouth, and the white and soft hem of his nightgown is spread out like a snow-white bed. The fine waves cling to his ankle, which is still wrapped with a layer of bandages.