Become a rival virtual lover

Today is a rare fine weather in June.

No one came to disturb me last night. Not only did the overhead lights stay on all night, but no one even helped to pull the curtains.

Brilliant and shining golden rays of light poured over, Qin Yan just opened his eyes, but was stabbed to close them again.

Consciousness is returning at the same time.

Its daybreak?

Qin Yan's eyelids moved slightly.

Didn't enter the game, and he slept all night?

After this thought passed, he remembered the weight in his arms, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Yueting's peaceful sleeping face.

Not awake yet?

Qin Yan looked at the postures of the two of them.

Perfect fit.

Fu Yueting's arms had been embracing him since last night, and after lying on his side, he took advantage of the situation to rest on his arms, shortening the last distance.

There was nowhere to put his hands, and he could only rest on Fu Yueting's waist.

Chest to chest, tight fit, even the tremor of the heartbeat seems to be transmitted to each other.

Fu Yueting's face was closer in front of his eyes.

Qin Yan only slightly lowered his head, almost touching the tip of his nose.

But apart from the soreness and numbness of the arm under the pillow, Qin Yan didn't feel any discomfort.

But he didn't plan to lie down any longer, since Fu Yueting hadn't woken up yet, he had to find another convenient place to get out.

After one night, these hands can't be so dedicated and still refuse to let go.

Being looked up and down by Qin Yan, Fu Yueting tried his best to maintain a steady breathing, and he had the illusion that his heart beat several times and almost escaped the shackles.

He was wide awake, the unknown sharpening his other senses.

He could hear another steady and powerful heartbeat, and he could also feel the warm breath rolling down his forehead, burning with fire.

What has the most sense of presence is this substantial line of sight.

Repeatedly traced by this line of sight, Fu Yueting slowly tightened his hand on Qin Yan's back.

It was the next second when he was about to be unable to hold back.

Qin Yan suddenly raised his hand to hold his arm.

Fu Yueting's breathing stopped for a moment, and then returned to normal immediately.

Qin Yan was lowering his head and trying to pull Fu Yueting's hand away, but he didn't notice the short-lived abnormality.

This time, he lifted Fu Yueting's arm by his side very smoothly without any resistance.

The only strange thing is that Fu Yueting's limbs may be stiff in sleep, and his posture has not changed at all during the movement of his arms, like a puppet that can be manipulated at will.

Qin Yan looked at his face again, but found no sign of waking up, then gently raised the back of his head, slowly moved his arm, and took a pillow from the side to put it on the spot. After doing this, he bent his elbow slowly Hold your upper body up.

Moving his numb arms, Qin Yan looked at Fu Yueting who was still breathing calmly.

The alcohol last night seemed to have made him quite drunk, and he fell into such a deep sleep.

Thinking of last night, Qin Yan inevitably thought of Fu Yueting's performance.

After getting drunk, Fu Yueting couldn't distinguish between reality and games, and regarded him as a character in a game, which was unexpected and reasonable.

After all, "Qin Yan" in the game has the same face and name as him.

In reality, holding hands and pinching faces, which look very childish, are also actions that Fu Yueting likes to do in the game.

Qin Yan looked at the wrinkled suit on his body again, and couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

Fu Yueting was so drunk that he had no burden, but he was the one who suffered next.

It's okay to be flattened and rounded in the game, but now you need to play with your real body, and the price of a good night's sleep is too high.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help raising his hand, and squeezed Fu Yueting's face, barely counting it as a small revenge for what he had experienced during this period of time.

but……

Seeing this stern face deformed at will in his hands, looking harmless and innocent without guarding against it, Qin Yan smiled softly, and understood why Fu Yueting had a soft spot for this action.

Cheeks restrained.

A deep and hoarse laughter drilled into his ears.

Fu Yueting took a lot of effort to keep himself from showing his feet.

Fortunately, Qin Yan quickly withdrew his hand and got out of bed.

He didn't intend to disturb Fu Yueting's dream, so he didn't stay any longer, and turned directly to the door.

Open the door.

Fu Bohong, the housekeeper, and the servants lined up in a row, standing in front of the door, eavesdropping.

Seeing Qin Yan coming out suddenly, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they all looked at the sky and the earth.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Fu Bohong looked at the sky and met Qin Yan's gaze, so he smiled heartily, trying to get rid of the embarrassment: "Mr. Qin, good morning, let me see if you are awake."

When Qin Yan came to the door, he had already taken off his coat, but he could still see some clues in his shirt and trousers.

Fu Bohong scanned the wrinkles on his body calmly: "Where's Yue Ting?"

Qin Yan saw that everyone was curious about last night, and he didn't try to hide it, so he told him truthfully: "I'm still sleeping."

"Still sleeping?"

Fu Bohong glanced at the time subconsciously.

This is not in line with Fu Yueting's usual biological clock.

Qin Yan turned sideways to make room for him to look into the bedroom.

Seeing Fu Yueting dressed neatly on the bed, Fu Bohong immediately guessed what happened that night. Looking at Qin Yan at this moment, his face was a little more apologetic: "Mr. Qin was too troublesome last night, I'm really sorry."

Qin Yan smiled.

Fu Bohong turned his face and ordered: "Liu Fang, take Mr. Qin to the guest room."

The housekeeper should be, and said to Qin Yan: "Mr. Qin, please."

Qin Yan did not refuse.

The bedroom belongs to Fu Yueting, he didn't even have time to wash up, so he should find a place to tidy up.

After closing the door, he and the butler left one after the other, and Fu Bohong was also pushed away by the servant.

Hearing the sound of chaotic footsteps fading away outside the door, Fu Yueting slowly opened his eyes.

My heart is still beating wildly.

Because the body is too tense, it seems that it is still not in control.

He paused, paused, and paused again, and finally pressed his raised hand to his face.

The face is burned.

Burning hot.

Qin Yan pinched his face.

But what does that laugh mean, mocking?or something else?

Fu Yueting grabbed the pillow, turned his face and buried it hard.

He already remembered everything about last night.

He said to Qin Yan, "Don't go."

He held Qin Yan's hand and did not let go.

He hugged Qin Yan and slept all night...

shame.

How should he face Qin Yan?

What would Qin Yan think of him?

Thoughts were in a mess, Fu Yueting couldn't help but raised his hand to his side.

Not long after Qin Yan left, there was still a scorching heat and a heart-stirring breath under his palms.

This hot air penetrated into the blood vessels and rushed to the heart all the way, making Fu Yueting feel heavy.

Hugged with Qin Yan for the whole night last night, but he fell into a sleepy sleep.

Why sleep?

There is so much time that can be used to sleep, but last night, why sleep?

Fu Yueting's fist silently hardened again.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Deng deng deng"

"Master, are you awake?"

The butler just came back from the guest room, holding a bowl of hangover soup in his hand, and hesitantly knocked on Fu Yueting's door.

Unexpectedly, an echo came from the door soon.

"Enter."

The tone is light, no different from usual.

The butler paused, opened the door and went in.

He saw that Fu Yueting was standing by the bed. He was already awake, but just like Qin Yan, his suit was wrinkled and his hair was a little messy, but his expression looked the same, and the dark eyes that turned randomly made people feel heartbroken Micro jump.

Noticing the butler's gaze, Fu Yueting also looked down.

He took off his coat and threw it on the bed, loosened his tie, and walked to the bathroom: "Talk."

The butler followed behind him and said in a low voice, "The old man told the kitchen that breakfast is ready half an hour late today, so you can rest for a while. Mr. Qin is also washing the room."

Hearing Qin Yan's name, Fu Yueting paused.

He glanced at the housekeeper, waved his hand slightly: "I see, you go down."

The butler nodded, put the hangover soup on the table beside him, and then turned to leave.

Fu Yueting didn't look back.

After coming out of the bathroom, he got dressed and went downstairs.

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When Qin Yan went downstairs, he vaguely heard voices coming from far and near in the hall.

"You can't even recognize the old man's handwriting, why are you so reckless!"

"Okay, mom, how many times have you said it back and forth, is it annoying!"

"If you're more careful, would I still say you! Do you know the severity, and you're willing to be stepped on by Fu Yueting?"

"What can I do if I'm not reconciled? Big brother is better than me!"

Qin Yan didn't like to listen to people's corners, so he stepped up his steps.

The conversation came to an abrupt end.

Qin Yan quickly arrived downstairs.

The hall was restored to its original state by the servants, and the bustle of yesterday was gone.

In the sudden silence, the sound of a series of footsteps was particularly obvious.

It was Fu Yingzhe, and beside him was a man and a woman, both approaching middle age, with well-maintained delicacy all over their bodies.

Men's facial features are similar to Fu Yueting's, but they don't have Fu Yueting's aura; women are beautiful, but have sharp eyes and mean faces.

Seeing him, the three of them had different expressions.

Fu Yingzhe was the most ignorant of the city, and said harshly: "Why are you eavesdropping on us!"

Before Qin Yan could speak, Fu Yingzhe's expression changed again, and he looked behind him.

Qin Yan followed his gaze and looked at Fu Yueting.

Fu Yueting's composure, which he had finally returned to, was instantly shaken to pieces, and he was almost at the same level. Fortunately, he stabilized his mind in time, and his forced calm expression made the palms of the three people on the opposite side sweat.

They didn't know how much these two people, especially Fu Yueting, had heard what they just said, and they felt guilty for a while.

Fu Yingzhe hurriedly greeted first: "Good morning, brother."

After him, the man standing on the side also said: "Yue Ting, you have always disliked drinking, why did you get so drunk last night, you should drink less in the future, so as not to hurt your body."

Whether it is out of sincerity or not, but the man's words must only want to express concern, and have no other meaning.

Qin Yan knew this very well, but it was somewhat unnatural to hear this sentence.

Fu Yueting seldom drinks, which is obviously the consensus of the Fu family.

It's just that he knew it a day late.

Noticing the slight change in his expression, Fu Yueting frowned slightly, with displeasure already on his face.

Fu Yingzhe, who was about to say something, immediately shut up tightly.

Fu Yueting had already walked up to Qin Yan and stood still.

He didn't look or get close, just smelling the shower gel in the air was enough to trigger his memory of the tight hug in the morning.

In order to divert Qin Yan's attention, he introduced: "Fu Sheng, my father."

Fu Yingzhe met last night, and the meeting was very unpleasant. Fu Yueting didn't mention it much. As for the woman beside Fu Sheng, he didn't even look at it.

Thanks to Song Jingming's gossip, Qin Yan also has some understanding of the structure of the Fu family.

Fu Bohong has three sons and one daughter.

The eldest son did not go into business, but was a professor; the youngest son developed abroad while studying abroad and rarely returned to China; the daughter married into a business and ran the company of her husband's family.

Only the second son, Fu Sheng, has not yet found his dream.

I idle around every day, doing nothing, sitting and eating.

It is also because of the fact that after the death of his wife, he let himself go too far, allowing his lover to take the position, which created a lot of talking points.

The lover back then was the woman beside Fu Sheng, Zou Wanrou.

The big belly back then must have been Fu Yingzhe.

It was rumored that Fu Sheng's greatest achievement in this life was giving birth to Fu Yueting, but now it seems that the relationship between the two is a bit close even if it is cold.

After greeting Fu Sheng, Qin Yan felt a little emotional in his heart.

Being born in a wealthy family probably cannot escape such a result.

Including last night's family banquet, Fu Bohong's birthday gathered people together. The prosperous Fu family looked very lively, but the dinner table was full of intrigues, which was annoying.

Of course, Qin Yan, who is also in the business field, does not feel unfamiliar with such a scene, and it is not difficult to imagine how tiring it must be to live in such an environment.

Contrary to the Fu family, he grew up eating a variety of meals. When he was ten years old, the daughter of the neighbor’s family disappeared. The parents frantically searched for more than a year but there was no clue. After the divorce, Han returned alone. Feng adopted him to help him finish his studies. During this period, he even set up a private orphanage, which is still in operation today.

His living environment may not be rich enough, but it is based on goodwill.

Qin Yan looked at Fu Yueting again.

Could it be that he chooses to make friends in the game because he has seen too many seemingly incompatible characters in reality?

At this time, the butler pushed Fu Bohong to come from the side.

Fu Bohong said, "What are you doing standing here? Go have breakfast."

The three of Fu Sheng hurried forward and followed him to the dining room.

The surroundings became quiet again.

The line of sight from his side became more and more difficult to ignore.

Qin Yan also went down two steps, only to remember that he had never greeted Fu Yueting: "Morning."

Fu Yueting seemed calm.

He didn't think about it, and the picture of last night was still lingering in his mind.

The memory after being drunk is still a little fuzzy, Qin Yan's expression reflects that he can't remember clearly, but every scene of his robbery is always lingering, and in the end it will always be fixed in that hug.

So Qin Yan stared at him.

He could only stare at the air.

He said dryly, "Morning."