Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Seeing that Yu Tang didn't look very well, Jiang Que covered his head and stretched out his hand to him: "I can't take it anymore, I have a headache, help me quickly."

Yu Tang rolled his eyes and pulled the person onto the bed.

"Let me see." He lifted Jiang Que's hand and looked at where he hit his forehead.

It's indeed red.

The big boss has been in the business for so many years, and the greatest injuries he has suffered were almost all caused by Yu Tang.

The scratches someone left on his back last night haven't healed yet.

"Why do you drink so much these days?"

Yu Tang got out of bed, found some medicine and rubbed it on him so that his forehead wouldn't still be red tomorrow.

Jiang Que watched him busying himself, closed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed and spoke slowly: "My family is introducing marriage partners to me, I'm so annoyed."

After these words were spoken, Yu Tang paused as he was applying the medicine.

Staring at Jiang Que's face with his eyes closed, "Are you getting married?"

"It's not time to get married right now. I'm still looking for someone." Jiang Que rubbed his brows with a headache.

Yu Tang didn't say anything.

Jiang Que got married.

What about him?

Is it time to go?

When Jiang Que opened his eyes, he saw Yu Tang with a sullen face as he threw the cotton swab with medicine into the trash can.

Jiang Que pulled her over and hugged her: "Unhappy? Because I'm getting married?"

"No, it's your freedom to marry whomever you want. We are just in a contractual relationship. Once the contract ends, we have nothing to do with each other."

Jiang Que looked into Yu Tang's eyes and suddenly smiled.

"You didn't keep count?"

Yu Tang looked at him expressionlessly: "What number?"

Jiang Que smiled and brought the man into his arms, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "The number of times you and I have been together."

"One hundred thousand each time, five million, it was full half a year ago."

"!!!"

Yu Tang's eyes widened in horror.

He forgot!!

So he wasted half a year?

This dog actually kept it to himself!!

Jiang Que lowered his head and kissed Yu Tang, then held his hand and interlocked their fingers.

"Student Yu, do you want to be together?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was coaxing a child. The aroma of alcohol on his body filled Yu Tang's nose and, along with the man's breath, burned into his heart.

Yu Tang's heart was beating fast, as if he was frightened.

She curled up on the bed and looked up at Jiang Que: "Aren't you going to get married?"

"Yes, but I didn't say who I'm going to marry. What if I like men? I'm the boss now, and those old guys can't control me."

"..."

"So, classmate Yu, do you want to be with me or not?"

"It's too hard to wait for you to say you like me. I don't want to waste time."

The man's eyes were passionate and sincere. Yu Tang pursed his lips and said nothing, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth to show his joy at the moment.

Finally, he nodded slightly.

Jiang Que hugged him and watched him grinning smugly in his arms.

...

...

Yu Tang and Jiang Que are together.

When he woke up in the morning, Jiang Que didn't notice the boy who was supposed to be sleeping next to him.

I asked the maid who got up early to clean the house and found out that this guy had gone out early in the morning.

Jiang Que sneered lightly.

Now I know I'm shy.

But it didn't work.

Yu Tang had not returned before lunch.

Jiang Que wondered if he was dead.

Just call them directly.

Yu Tang was having a party with her classmates at KTV and was startled when she received a call from Jiang Que.

I heard a lot of male classmates talking and singing on the phone.

Jiang Que sat on the sofa at home, crossed his legs, put his fingers on his pajamas, and smiled solemnly: "Classmate Yu, we have been together for less than 24 hours and you are out looking for a man? You are playing around."

"This..." Yu Tang was a little confused by someone's sarcastic tone.