Qi Ye looked away calmly.
"If you are really afraid of pain, you should move less." Qi Ye said, "Fu Zaozao, is there anyone who hurts your foot like this and still runs around?"
"Isn't this my job?" Fu Wan said, "Suddenly they asked me to take some promotional photos."
He comfortably occupied the sofa in the living room on the first floor, and grabbed a pillow to cover his face: "Later, Lao Zhang said that the boss of some big group came and asked us to go see the world. I didn't expect the world to be my home." husband."
However, he knew that these business negotiations would occasionally involve some unspeakable things, but he didn't know that Qi Ye also had them around him.
"Fortunately, you are the monitor of the men's German class." Fu Wan murmured, "I am a study committee member of the male German class. I am innocent and strive to be the best."
After he finished his chants, he waited for Qi Ye's ridicule, but the other party didn't say anything for a long time.
He moved the pillow away, the light from the ceiling poured down, he squinted his eyes, and there was no one beside him.
An ice pack was placed on the coffee table, probably to let him apply the wound himself.
He called a hundred or eighty lying positions on the sofa, played with his phone until it ran out of battery, found a bathrobe, and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash up.
The light in the bathroom closest to their bedroom on the second floor was on, and the door opened a small crack, and there was the sound of splashing water inside.
He was a little sleepy, rubbed his eyes, and wanted to go in and ask his brother if he wanted to take a shower together, but just as his fingers were on the doorknob of the opposite door, he heard a vague low panting in the humid space.
Qi Ye's unique magnetic voice, with the addition of a slightly hoarse voice, seemed to make the mist in the air tremble slightly.
The splashing of hot water masked the smell of orange blossom and other smells that had just been in the air.
"Aha!" Fu Wan kicked open the bathroom door and whistled at his brother, "Brother, do you want me to help you?"
Qi Ye stood in the water, and the transparent water marks rolled down along his superior waistline. His hair and eyelashes were wet, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his expression looked a little cold.
"Fu Zaozao, no one will wash with you, go out." Qi Ye said.
"Hmm..." Fu Wan didn't understand, "Are you shy? There's nothing to be shy about your age."
Between the boys, they help each other and compare their size, it seems to be nothing.
Qi Ye: "..."
It's not a matter of size, alright, although he's certainly not bad.
"Brother, you're not honest." Fu Wan leaned against the door and scolded, "Is there something you're hiding from me?"
Qi Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly didn't dare to look into his eyes, he didn't know if Fu Wan saw anything.
"Did you fall in love with a little fairy tonight?" Fu Wan asked, "Have you been hooked?"
"No." Qi Ye said with a headache.
"Secretly, is there any place on your body that I haven't seen?" Fu Wan plausibly said, "When we were young, we stood together to pee farther than anyone else!"
"...I have never compared this with you." After Qi Ye finished speaking, he couldn't help but care, "Who did you compare with?"
Fu Wan took her bathrobe and walked away angrily.
Qi Ye turned the water temperature down and slowly lowered the temperature around his body. He couldn't restrain himself from Fu Wan's words and had some associations, if it was Fu Wan, help himself...
Fu Wan went back to his study, started a daily live broadcast, and played games with the host "Yanjin Grape".
During the period, the anchor manager Lao Zhang sent him n messages, and he glanced at the screen.
[Calm-Lao Zhang]: Grandfather, are you at Deputy Director Qi's place?
[Wan Ye]: Yes, what's the matter?
[Calm-Old Zhang]: What is he doing?
[Late Night]: Take a bath.
[Calm-Old Zhang]: Then you started the live broadcast like this?
[Late Night]: Have a question? I have to go in and wash together? Straight man with sunglasses baring his teeth.jpg
From the very beginning, he suddenly lost interest and began to ignore the manager's inexplicable questions.
"My friends here want to watch pubg, group?" Putao asked.
"Whatever you want, I can do it." Fu Wan was not in high spirits.
His barrage is as lively as ever——
[@粉津糖果, don’t play with him, he’s super moldy, big nigger. ]
[Xiao Wanye is not happy tonight, her mouth is pouted so high. ]
"I'm happy, will you send me money?" Fu Wan looked at her face through the reflection of the phone screen.
Is it that obvious?
no! How happy he is smiling.
[Why, treat yourself as a concubine, how many princes in Lao Tzu's Fenghuo drama will amuse you? ]
[Don't tell me, I saw Pingxin TV's anchor's personal photo album just released, he is very good-looking, there is really nothing to scold in terms of appearance, a good anchor has a troublesome face. ]
[Very handsome, handsome than the anchor! ]
[The one in front is so licking, Wanye gave you money? ]
Fu Wan played this game really badly. The two of them parachuted in the fattest place, picked up all the garbage, and could only hold hands to rob houses.
[Here we come, start with a pot. ]
[Poor and moldy, so pitiful hahaha. ]
"It's quite poor." Fu Wan held the corner of her mouth and smiled.
Qi Ye took a cold shower to calm himself down, and belatedly realized that his attitude towards Wan just now seemed to be a bit aggressive.
He loved Fu Wan, the younger brother next door, since he was a child, and he was reluctant to say a serious word. When he was studying, the teacher misunderstood Fu Wan, and he could still hold Fu Wan's hand to talk to the teacher. It was his turn, which was very wrong.
Qi Ye felt a little guilty, and spent half an hour in the kitchen to cook Fu Wan's favorite baked potatoes, put them on a small white porcelain plate, and drew a straight man's smiling face that Fu Wan often used to eat with ketchup on the side .
He carried the plate and walked all the way to the room, when he heard Fu Wan's laughter from a distance.
"You're so poor, don't play it, this game hates me."
"Okay, let's grab it. You are from Yuanmou, Yunnan, and I am from Zhoukou, Beijing... Take your little furry hand, and let's walk upright together."
"Beautiful! Brother Putao's level is good!"
Qi Ye frowned, and his pace slowed down a lot.
Fu Wan didn't seem to be as wronged as he thought?
He went to the bedroom, thought about it, turned on Fu Wan's live broadcast on Pingxin TV on his mobile phone, and watched it for a few minutes.
Fu Wan didn't take off her makeup today, she opened those sultry deer eyes, and there was a vague smile on the corner of her mouth.
The host who was connected with Fu Wan was called Yanjin Putao. It seemed that he was looking for topics to tease Fu Wan in order to liven up the atmosphere.
"Your photo album has received a lot of attention." Putao said, "If you work harder, you will be the first brother of Pingxin TV."
"Come on." Fu Wan snorted lightly, "I don't deserve it."
[You are worthy, you are worthy, and you can still be sniped offline just because of your business activities hahaha. ]
[Wanye and Putao have a good relationship, are you considering a long-term cooperation in live broadcast? ]
[Indeed, there are still people on the Pingxin forum who knocked on their cp. Wanye was the first to know him. They played together when they first came to Pingxin. They are still the same type of anchor. ]
Qi Ye dried up the silence, and the fork in his hand split the baked potato in half.
Except for the pacifier, no one knew Fu Wanzao like him.
No one wants to hear that the person they like is compatible with others.
Coincidentally, his mother sent him a message.
[Qi Feifei]: The night after tomorrow, after Xinyu's red carpet, there was an internal afterparty (little reception), originally I was supposed to go with your father, but we have other schedules, so you go with Wanwan.
[Qi Feifei]: There are many people staring at the reception, young couples are not allowed to quarrel.
[Qi Feifei]: I'll go find Wan Wan and say hello. He is more lively and active than you in this respect.
Qi Ye looked at the few lines of messages on the screen and fell into deep thought.
Too.
What is he concerned about.
He was wrong about one thing, his emotions were not completely obeying his reason. He is like an immature lemon, full of raw green, Fu Wan eats with others, he minds, and he doesn't like playing games with others.
He and Fu Wan are now husband and wife in the legal sense, no matter what others say, Fu Wan is now his, this is an opportunity that no one else has ever had.
It's just that he suddenly realized that he could never stay out of Fu Wan's matter.
Fu Wan has never objected to getting close to him, and even took the initiative to approach him many times. Maybe he can give it a try and elevate their revolutionary friendship a little bit?
He didn't want to be so passive anymore, he wanted to test how far Fu Wan could accept him.
There was something wrong with Fu Wan's live broadcast.
A passer-by clicked into his live broadcast, and after watching it for a few seconds, he was confused——
@羽灰: The anchor's id is late night? What does it have to do with our week nights?
Fu Wan glanced at the barrage, and answered casually: "Zhou Wanye, who is that?"
@羽灰: You don’t even know this? The name of the leading actor in a popular modern romantic drama recently! Zhou Wanye, a popular actor of Xinyu Group's entertainment company 'Mixin Media'.
But Putao interjected: "Which star is it?"
Fu Wan hadn't heard of it before, so she responded perfunctorily: "Does it have the same name as my id? That's a predestined relationship."
@羽灰: No way, it’s you who bumped into someone’s name.
In the barrage, someone knew Zhou Wanye, and they blared a lot of material, overshadowing the netizen's barrage.
"I'm going to download it." Fu Wan didn't pay attention to this little episode, "Let's stop here today."
[Eat well, seeing how thin you are, I'm afraid that the anchor I'm chasing will starve to death. ]
[You are so poor, you still don’t work hard. ]
[What the hell is the bracelet? Which trash can was it picked up from. ]
[Find a rich woman to marry if you can't play it. ]
After Fu Wan finished broadcasting this segment, he felt better, humming a song and went to the room to find his brother.
Qi Ye was sitting by the French window in the bedroom, holding a pen, sketching something on the tablet.
"Hey, did you eat mashed potatoes today?" Fu Wan smelled the aroma, and consciously picked up the small rice bowl, "That's fine."
Qi Ye: "..."
This kid has a big heart.
"It's just in time." Qi Ye motioned him to sit down.
"Brother, are you going to work?" Fu Wan asked obediently.
"Here we come." Qi Ye curled his lips, "The day after tomorrow, afterparty, is the first time they see us in private after we got married. It can be said that it is more important than the wedding day."
Fu Wan started to get nervous.
As an hourly worker, he is going to be honored again.
"At that time, there will be countless pairs of eyes staring at us." Qi Ye said, "Do you still remember how to hug and kiss. Princess, let me review it for you?"
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