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Yan Chuyang's heart tightened: "Monster?"

"That's right." Wei Qing's eyes flashed a cold light, and he clenched his jaw and said, "A man likes men, what is this kind of person, not a monster?"

Yan Chuyang quickly lowered his eyes, avoiding his sight, and said in a trembling voice: "You can't say that..."

Wei Qing was only immersed in the memory, did not see the boy's gradually pale face, and still said to himself: "It's ridiculous that he himself is sick, and he still drags his son."

Yan Chuyang lowered her head lower and lower, her fingers tightly pinching the hem of her trousers.

"Hey?" Wei Qing suddenly bumped into the people around him, "When are you going to marry your girlfriend?"

"Ah?" Yan Chuyang raised his head in astonishment.

Wei Qing repeated again: "Don't you have a girlfriend? When are you going to get married?"

Yan Chuyang pulled the trousers on his knees, lowered his eyes and muttered, "It's still early, we are still young."

"Well, that's right." Wei Qing nodded, "You are still in college, it's best to wait until you graduate to get married."

Yan Chuyang hummed, trying not to let the dull voice reveal his frustration.

Wei Qing took a glass of water from the table, raised his head and drank it, and said, "Wei Yuan should have told you why I suddenly asked you for a fake marriage."

"I said it." Yan Chuyang said softly, "He said he was forced by your parents."

"This is one of the reasons." Wei Qing added, "The most important thing is that Wei Dongsheng, that is, my dad, recently had a heart problem. He needs a relatively high-risk operation. I want him to Set your mind at ease for surgery, so I decided to marry you in a fake marriage."

Yan Chuyang raised his head in surprise: "Don't you hate uncle? Why do you still..."

Wei Qing shook his head and smiled wryly: "I hate it, but he is my father. Without him, I would be nothing. Only this one, I should compromise at this time."

Yan Chuyang's heart softened. Sure enough, no matter how cold and powerful he pretended to be, it was only a disguise to protect himself, and his heart was still soft.

"But I won't give up the fight with him easily." Wei Qing raised his head with firm eyes, "As soon as his operation is over, I will have a showdown with him."

Yan Chuyang's eyelashes trembled slightly: "How about a showdown?"

Wei Qing turned to look at him, and said in a low voice, "I will divorce you as soon as the operation is over, and then I will find a girl who is close to my eyes, fall in love and get married, and live the most normal life."

Yan Chuyang let out an oh, and it took a long time before he endured the pain in his heart and choked out a sentence: "That's pretty good."

Wei Qing glanced at the boy's pile of rice bowls, "Are you full?"

"full."

"Get up and take a shower when you're full."

"it is good."

Yan Chuyang stood up from the chair as if he had lost his soul, and went to the bathroom. He had suffered so many blows one after another that he was dizzy from the pain.

Yan Chuyang went to the bathroom to take a shower, and Wei Qing sat on the sofa in the living room to process the documents and contracts sent by the company.

Usually he doesn't work at home, but he has been busy with these chores for the past few days, which has accumulated a lot of work, and he has to take it home to deal with.

After taking a shower, Yan Chuyang came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, wiped his hair, sat on the sofa, glanced at Wei Qing's computer screen and said, "What time is it, you should also take a shower and rest. "

"Yeah." Wei Qing said without raising his head, "Just deal with this."

Yan Chuyang felt bored, so he took his mobile phone from the table and played games on the sofa.

After playing for a while, I couldn't bear the loneliness again, turned my head and whispered to Wei Qing: "How long are you going to be busy?"

Wei Qing frowned: "You can go to sleep directly, the second floor is your bedroom, I have asked the nanny to clean it, so you don't need to wait for me."

"No." Yan Chuyang slid down, rubbed his slippers on the carpet and whispered, "We haven't kissed yet today."

"Ah?" Wei Qing's hand typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at the person next to him.

Yan Chuyang had just finished taking a shower, his hair was still wet, his fair face was moistened by the steam, and the corners of his eyes were red, looking innocent and simple.

"We haven't kissed yet." Yan Chuyang repeated, "We have to kiss once a day, as stated in the contract."

Wei Qing leaned back and fell on the back of the sofa with a bang, his face was full of resistance.

Yan Chuyang felt sour in his heart, but he would never give up!

It's only two or three months that he can get in touch with Wei Qing, he must cherish every minute and every second, even if he still can't make Wei Qing like him in the end, at least he has worked hard!

This was his secret determination while taking a bath.

He wants to seize this short period of two or three months and use all means to make Wei Qing see him and like him. Even if he fails in the end, he will not have any regrets.

"Give me an accurate word." Yan Chuyang hummed, "When will we kiss, what time will we kiss, it will be twelve o'clock soon, if we don't kiss again, it will be tomorrow."

After a long time, Wei Qing sighed in compromise, rubbed the tip of his eyebrows and said, "Come here."

Yan Chuyang's shoulders loosened, suppressing his happy mood, and moved over with his hands on the sofa.

Wei Qing turned his head and saw the boy's round black eyes, his scalp was tense and he said: "Close your eyes."

"Don't close it." Yan Chuyang stared at him innocently, "This is not very good."

The man clicked his tongue: "Don't shut up, don't kiss."

"Okay, okay, I'll close." Yan Chuyang hurriedly closed his eyes tightly.

Looking at the row of fan-like eyelashes, Wei Qing hesitated, but still lowered his head slightly, and lightly pecked the boy's lips.

The moment he approached, he smelled the refreshing lavender fragrance from Yan Chuyang's body, which seemed to be the smell of his shampoo.

Strange, he also uses this brand of shampoo, why doesn't he usually find it so fragrant?

Maybe he just brushed his teeth, the boy's lips were a little mint clear, soft and moist, Wei Qing had the illusion that he was kissing jelly.

"Okay." Wei Qing let go of him and moved back.

"It's over." Yan Chuyang opened his eyes, feeling lost, "Why don't I feel it?"