Become a rival virtual lover

After chatting with Song Jingming, when Fu Yueting mentioned moving here that afternoon, Qin Yan agreed.

Fu Yueting had long planned to fight for a long time to achieve his goal, but when he heard Qin Yan's agreement, he was stunned for three seconds before he realized it.

Fu Yueting asked in a daze: "You agreed? Did you lie to me?"

Qin Yan asked back: "Why should I lie to you?"

What Song Jingming said also makes sense. Now that he has decided to accept Fu Yueting's feelings, he should take it seriously, so that even if there are any changes in the future, at least there will be no regrets.

There seemed to be an imperceptible tension flashing in Fu Yueting's eyes, but a deeper smile appeared on his lips: "Just as long as you agree."

Fortunately, when he was hospitalized, he told the housekeeper to make all the preparations. Even if Qin Yan agreed to the matter out of his expectation, he would still have time to transport all the things to the door before Qin Yan regretted it.

At this time, Qin Yan received a call from Xin Man, reminding him that the video conference that he had previously booked would start soon.

Fu Yueting took advantage of the situation and said, "Go to the meeting, I'll come here."

Qin Yan hesitated for a moment, but before he opened his mouth, Fu Yueting had sensed his thoughts, and his eyes could not help but soften softly: "Don't worry, I'm not that weak yet. Besides, there are people helping me."

Qin Yan said: "You have just been discharged from the hospital, so don't be brave. If you need to work hard on something, I will talk about it after the meeting."

Fu Yueting nodded: "Okay. I will."

Qin Yan turned around and went to the study.

But he just went to the study for a two-hour meeting, and when he returned to the bedroom, he found that the room seemed to be occupied by a strong aura belonging to Fu Yueting.

On the surface, there is no difference.

When you walk into the bathroom, you can see that all the toiletries have changed from single to paired. From the inside to the outside, even the towels are unwilling to be lonely.

Qin Yan glanced over these unfamiliar items one by one, washed his hands and went out, and saw Fu Yueting coming out of the cloakroom with a set of home clothes in his hand.

Seeing Qin Yan, Fu Yueting subconsciously put the clothes away behind him, but quickly realized the fact that Qin Yan couldn't have missed it, coughed lowly, and explained: "Your clothes are old, I bought a set for you new."

Qin Yan noticed that the suit he was wearing was exactly the same as the suit he was holding in his hand except for the color.

Fu Yueting kicked another shoe box from his feet, and asked calmly: "There are still these shoes, try them on?"

Similarly, he also wears a pair of the same style on his feet.

The items in the bathroom are similar to the two sets of clothes and the two pairs of shoes.

Couples?

Qin Yan didn't know what to say about Fu Yueting for a while.

Fu Yueting's complexion remained unchanged, this face still looked very cold and strong.

However, what he said was not cold and forceful at all: "You don't like it? Then I'll change it."

Qin Yan took a step forward, took the clothes and put them on the sofa beside him: "Forget it. Don't bother."

Then he said, "Why don't you go to bed and lie down."

Fu Yueting said: "I have been lying in the hospital long enough. I am not tired."

Qin Yan didn't bother to ask.

He looked over Fu Yueting's shoulders, and looked into the cloakroom, which was not used very much before today and looked a little empty, but now it has been piled up to the brim.

Most of it is Fu Yueting's clothes, many of which can be seen that the labels are still there.

Qin Yan looked around inside and turned to Fu Yueting: "Did you move your family here?"

Fu Yueting glanced back along his line of sight, and said in a low voice, "You also agreed to move."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Fu Yueting raised his wrist to look at his watch, and then said, "It's getting late, we should have dinner."

Qin Yan looked at the time, turned around and was about to leave, when he heard him say:

"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Qin Yan turned to look at him.

Fu Yueting said: "You go to take a shower first, change your clothes before eating?"

Qin Yan said: "When I go home in the morning, I have already taken a shower."

Fu Yueting: "..."

He asked, "Wash again?"

Qin Yan only looked at him.

Fu Yueting pushed him to turn around and walk to the bathroom: "Today is the first time, so there should be a sense of ceremony."

the first time?

Pushed forward by him, Qin Yan didn't quite understand his point of view.

Speaking of sleeping together, they have experience in this bedroom, Fu Yueting's bedroom, Fu Yueting's bedroom, the bedroom of Fu Yueting's mother's former residence, and even the hospital wards more than once, more than one family, and they have even slept freshly. There is no feeling, where is the first time, why bother to create a sense of ritual.

But since Fu Yueting insisted, he didn't say anything more.

It's all about taking a bath. Fu Yueting's stomach disease has not completely healed, and he still needs to continue to warm up. If this little thing can make Fu Yueting happy, it's okay to take another bath.

However, when he came out of the bathroom again, the bedroom changed again.

The bright white crystal chandelier above the head was turned off at this moment, leaving only a yellowish warm light in the room, the floor-to-ceiling curtains were drawn left and right, and the moonlight and tree shadows also filled in.

Between the bed and the window, there was a square table that was brought up at an unknown time.

There are flickering candles on the table, roses blooming with drops of water, a bottle of fragrant red wine, and two exquisite dinners.There is not much space on the table, these things piled up together, it looks a little crowded, but also a little warm.

Fu Yueting was standing by the table.

Under his feet, delicate and fiery red rose petals covered the carpet, extending all the way to the bathroom door, in front of Qin Yan's feet.

There is a faint fragrance in the air.

Gently, the soft violin music is melodious in my ears.

Qin Yan slowly withdrew his hand wiping his hair. After seeing these decorations, he looked at Fu Yueting again, and couldn't help chuckling: "Sense of ceremony?"

No wonder he was asked to take a bath, it turned out to be these preparations.

In the bathroom, he changed into the new pajamas that Fu Yueting bought for him.

It is a nightgown with long sleeves and a tie at the waist. It is silky in texture, very comfortable and convenient to wear.

Fu Yueting pursed his lips and waited for him to finish reading, then asked, "Do you like it?"

Qin Yan stepped on the petals and walked slowly to the other side of the square table: "Not bad."

Fu Yueting's tense nerves eased a little.

After taking his seat, he raised his hand to help Qin Yan pour a glass of wine.

Qin Yan reminded him: "Your stomach problem is still not healed."

Fu Yueting paused slightly: "Drink it once in a while, it's still red wine, it should be fine, right?"

The atmosphere is just right.

Qin Yan was not too strict: "Drink less."

Fu Yueting said, "OK."

With Qin Yan by his side, he didn't need to drink to drown his worries.

Furthermore, the meaning of his drinking today is not to be drunk.

The bright red wine crashed into the bottom of the cup, and the undulating waves were like Fu Yueting's heartbeat out of rhythm.

Thinking of what was going to happen next, he put down the wine bottle pretending to be calm, had a drink with Qin Yan, and picked up the knife and fork with Qin Yan.

Beside the quiet candlelight, only the slight crisp sound of knives and forks accidentally colliding on the porcelain plate remained.

Fu Yueting ate his dinner absent-mindedly, looking up at the opposite side.

Qin Yan had just taken a bath, his short hair was still wet, and the sharp-edged outline of his face was wrapped in thin water stains, making him even more straight. His usual calm but indifferent expression seemed to be melted by the warm light at this moment, full of rare tenderness.

Fu Yueting's eyes traced his eyebrows and eyes, and slowly slid to his moist thin lips after drinking red wine, and his Adam's apple rolling from time to time——

"Den!"

The table knife that suddenly slipped from his hand smashed into the plate, and the sound made Fu Yueting suddenly come back to his senses.

Qin Yan looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yueting immediately took the knife back to his palm, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat: "It's nothing, I was not careful."

Qin Yan simply put down the knife and fork: "You are a little strange tonight."

Fu Yueting's hand holding the table knife tightened: "What's so strange?"

Qin Yan said: "Since you sat down, you haven't taken the initiative to speak."

Fu Yueting was silent for another second before putting down the knife and fork: "I just didn't expect that you would promise me so soon."

Qin Yan understood Fu Yueting's thoughts.

Without Song Jingming, he would not have agreed so early.

Fu Yueting continued to add wine to their empty glasses.

Seeing Qin Yan drink it down, he asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Ah."

Fu Yueting opened his mouth, tensed his hands on his lap several times, and finally asked: "Then we, let's start..." He paused in the middle of speaking, and in a more tactful way, he meant something, "Go to sleep?"

He asked so formally, Qin Yan felt a little strange for a moment, but thought he was tired: "Go to sleep."

Fu Yueting's spine slowly straightened with this affirmative answer.

He raised his hand to press the edge of the table, stood up in a slightly overcautious posture, rubbed the table with his tense fingertips, and slid to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan looked up at Fu Yueting: "Is there anything else?"

Fu Yueting looked at him.

The pair of black eyes in front of him did not seem to be as deep as before. A flickering candle flame shone in his eyes, shining with an intoxicating softness.

"Qin Yan..."

"Ok?"

Fu Yueting was finally bewitched by these eyes, and he left the table with his fingertips, inserted them into his damp hair, and leaned over to kiss them.

Qin Yan was a little surprised to be kissed suddenly.

But for this dinner, he saw that Fu Yueting had put a lot of thought into it. Most importantly, at this moment, he had no intention of pushing Fu Yueting away at all. Instead, the mellow aroma of wine might have produced a second layer through his lips and teeth. Drunk, let him raise his palm and press on the back of Fu Yueting's head, allowing Fu Yueting to deepen the kiss.

What a perfect way to end the day with it.

Qin Yan closed his eyes in the same appropriate drunkenness, waiting for Fu Yueting to let go.

however--

He couldn't wait for Fu Yueting to let go.

But he felt the belt around his waist being torn apart by Fu Yueting, and felt a hot hand penetrate into the nightgown and caress his chest.

The proper drunkenness dissipated in an instant.

Mixed with ambiguous scorching heat, it swept over.

Qin Yan opened his eyes suddenly.