Become a rival virtual lover

Fu Yueting drank this glass of wine crisply and refreshingly, and Qin Yan couldn't help being slightly surprised when he saw it.

Han Feng gave a thumbs up directly: "Good!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Fu Yueting a full hand.

Song Jingming sat on the other side of Qin Yan, and bumped into Qin Yan's shoulder when he saw this: "You said just now that Mr. Fu doesn't like drinking, so you lied to me?"

Qin Yan didn't reply to this sentence, because he didn't quite know what was going on with Fu Yueting.

He raised his hand and clasped Fu Yueting's forearm: "Boss Fu, Uncle Han is just drinking for fun, so you don't have to force yourself."

Han Feng said dissatisfiedly: "I think Yue Ting also likes to drink." After saying this, he laughed again, "Besides, they toasted to me because it was because of your face that they promised to introduce girls. When the child gets to know you, you should respect Yue Ting the most."

Hearing this sentence, Fu Yueting's hand holding the wine glass became tighter and tighter.

He pursed his lips and listened to Han Feng's words, and then said in a deep voice, "I didn't force myself."

"Look!" Han Feng said with a smile, "Yue Ting is bigger than you."

Then he changed the liquor bottle, reached out and poured another glass for Qin Yan.

Song Jingming didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. Even though he knew that Qin Yan had no intention of having a relationship at all, and he didn't think about asking anyone to introduce him, he still winked and coaxed: "Yes, Mr. Fu promised to help you find a partner. You still don't respect Boss Fu."

Qin Yan didn't care either.

It's rare for Han Feng to come here, and it's normal to drink at the dinner table. Since Fu Yueting is willing to drink today, he picked up the wine glass in his hand and said to Fu Yueting: "Boss Fu, you—"

The word "random" has not yet been exported.

Fu Yueting saw that he really raised his glass for the "introduced object", his thin lips straightened, picked up the wine glass, and drank the full glass of red wine in one gulp.

Qin Yan: "..."

He looked at the same amount of white wine in his hand with complicated emotions.

But Fu Yueting had already done it, so he had to have a drink with him.

The flaming mellow spirits scalded his throat and all the way into his abdominal cavity.

He hadn't drank like this for a while, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

Jian Xue was intimidated by their drinking momentum, and hurriedly pushed the food in the direction of several people: "Don't just drink, eat a la carte to fill your stomach first!"

Song Jingming didn't expect that Fu Yueting didn't have any scruples at all, he just did what he said, and echoed: "Yes, let's eat the vegetables first."

Han Feng's cooking skills are very good, the table is full of piles, every dish looks delicious, the aroma is mixed, rich and tangy, which makes people's index fingers move.

After Song Jingming finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and rushed into the battlefield, eating and boasting.

Han Feng said with a smile: "Eat slowly, I'll do it if it's not enough."

Jian Xue also came out of the earlier self-blame, and embarrassedly chatted with Song Jingming about the company.

There were laughter and laughter in his ears, but Fu Yueting didn't know how to integrate into it. As soon as he thought that Qin Yan had already planned to talk about marriage, he not only became more silent, but also lost the slightest appetite.

Qin Yan was also listening to the conversation between Song Jingming and Jian Xue, and suddenly remembered something, turned to Fu Yueting and said: "I have talked with Jian Xue, there is still a gap between the development direction of Tianqing Entertainment and Jian Xue's personal ability, she still needs to do more. experience."

"You decide." Fu Yueting heard his polite refusal, "She can go to Tianqing Entertainment at any time, and my invitation will always be valid."

Qin Yan took a deep look at him: "Thank you."

On the other side, after listening to the conversation between the two, Song Jingming winked at Jian Xue.

The weight of Fu Yueting's words is not insignificant, and Jian Xue should express her gratitude no matter what, otherwise she would be too heartless.

Jian Xue came to her senses immediately, and hurriedly picked up her wine glass: "Thank you Mr. Fu! I did it, you—"

The word "random" didn't have time to say it.

Fu Yueting's expression was indifferent, and he had already brought the wine glass to his lips and drank it in one gulp.

In front of Qin Yan, he didn't want to act less cheerful than Jian Xue, besides, the alcohol should not have high alcohol content, he didn't feel it after drinking three cups.

Qin Yan sat aside and watched as Fu Yueting didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, and he never refused wine.

what happened?

Fu Yueting will never refuse no matter who persuades him to drink?

Seeing that Fu Yueting drank three cups in succession, Qin Yan persuaded him: "Boss Fu, you can't drink any more."

"Drink!" Han Feng couldn't understand what they said about Tianqing Entertainment, but he could understand this sentence, he waved his hand, "It's really not possible, Yue Ting will stay here tonight, anyway, there is a bed at home, and it's a good place to live !"

Before Fu Yueting could speak, Song Jingming said, "Then I won't leave tonight, I'll still live on the sofa."

Han Feng smiled and said, "Yes, it's the same as last time!"

Just like last time?

Fu Yueting looked at Qin Yan.

Last time, he lived with Qin Yan.

"Where's Mr. Fu?" Qin Yan also turned to look at Fu Yueting, "If you find it inconvenient, I'll take you back after dinner."

"It's too troublesome for you." Fu Yueting pretended to think for a second, and retreated, "If you don't want to sleep with me, I can sleep on the sofa."

He still doesn't know if waking up in Qin Yan's arms twice made Qin Yan have a bad impression of him.

Hearing this, before Qin Yan could open his mouth, Song Jingming said, "How can that be done!"

Qin Yan did think of the two previous experiences.

But sleeping with Fu Yueting in his arms has a sleeping effect on him, so of course he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it: "Yes, if you sleep on the sofa, Jingming can only sleep on the floor."

Song Jingming didn't sound right: "Why didn't you sleep with me? Speaking of which, you've never slept with me before, so let me be honest, do you have any opinion on me!"

Qin Yan took a look at him before withdrawing his gaze: "You are too noisy."

Song Jingming: "..."

Qin Yan choked back his words, and the room seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Jian Xue couldn't help raising her hand to cover her mouth and giggled.

Song Jingming immediately turned the gun around: "What are you laughing at, you think I'm noisy too?"

Jian Xue was tragically implicated, and quickly waved her hands: "No, no!"

This time, after hearing these laughter again, Fu Yueting's mood finally rose slowly.

Even Song Jingming never slept with Qin Yan, but Qin Yan never refused to sleep with him.

What does this mean?

The association generated by this good mood aroused the tension in Fu Yueting's heart.

Could it be that in Qin Yan's opinion, he is actually special?

Fu Yueting looked down at the rice bowl in front of him, his sharp-edged side face was cold and serious.

No one noticed that he was in a daze.

Song Jingming saw in a blink of an eye, took two mouthfuls of rice, leaned into Qin Yan's ear and asked in a low voice, "Did Fu Yueting take the initiative to ask Jian Xue to go to Tianqing Entertainment?"

"Ah."

Song Jingming said again: "Unexpectedly, Fu Yueting is quite easy to get along with. No wonder your relationship is getting better and better."

This time, Qin Yan did not refute.

Since meeting Fu Yueting in the game for the first time and discovering another side of Fu Yueting, the relationship between him and Fu Yueting has indeed gradually changed over time.

Hearing no response, Song Jingming didn't ask any more questions, instead he raised his wine glass, bypassed Qin Yan and said to Fu Yueting, "I'm the only one who has never paid respects to Mr. Fu when the table is full. Let me explain?"

Fu Yueting drank three glasses of red wine and hadn't eaten yet. When he said "make sense", he swore that he meant it literally.

Qin Yan also said to Fu Yueting: "Just take a sip."

Unexpectedly, Fu Yueting was in the right mood, and after Qin Yan finished speaking, he had already drunk half of a glass of wine.

Hearing Qin Yan's voice, he paused, and kept the remaining half in the wine glass: "Okay."

Song Jingming also drank half of it with him.

Afterwards, the other three chatted again, and Qin Yan said in Fu Yueting's ear: "Red wine has great stamina, you will get drunk easily if you drink it like this."

The deep voice mixed with the smell of wine sprayed on the side of the face, Fu Yueting was tense all over, and he didn't hear a word.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Yan thought that he knew what was in his mind, so he sat back and chatted with others.

After the meal was finished, Jian Xue and Song Jingming rushed to clear the table, while Han Feng was happy to be at leisure and stood aside to guide.

After Qin Yan got up, he said to Fu Yueting, "I'll find you a change of pajamas."

"Okay." After Fu Yueting finished speaking, he stood up with Qin Yan, and was about to pull away the chair when he suddenly felt dizzy.

"squeak--!"

The sound of the dining chair sliding on the ground was sharp and piercing, attracting everyone to look at it.

Before Qin Yan left, he raised his hand to help Fu Yueting: "Drunk?"

"No." Fu Yueting was still conscious, so he found an excuse, "It's the legs."

Qin Yan glanced at his leg: "What about now?"

Fu Yueting said, "It's much better."

Qin Yan slowly let go of his hand: "Are you sure?"

Fu Yueting said, "Sure."

He took two steps forward, "Look, it's a straight line."

This sentence doesn't sound like something Fu Yueting could say when he was sober.

Song Jingming came out of the kitchen at this moment: "What happened just now? Mr. Fu didn't drink too much, did he?"

Fu Yueting turned to him, his expression flattened: "No."

Seeing him conversing with Song Jingming, Qin Yan's doubts subsided again: "Let's go."

Fu Yueting nodded.

The two walked into the bedroom one after the other, Qin Yan signaled Fu Yueting to sit first, went to the closet and found a set of pajamas and came out.

He said: "There is no preparation at home, this is mine."

"yours?"

Fu Yueting raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were filled with the lights above his head, which seemed to be shining brightly.

"Yes." Qin Yan said, "Don't worry, they've all been washed."

Passing the set of pajamas to Fu Yueting, he turned around and went to the bathroom to adjust the hot water.

Fu Yueting stood up and followed behind him.

Qin Yan turned on the shower, took off a new bath towel and hung it aside.

The toiletries were prepared last time by Uncle Han. He pointed the direction to Fu Yueting one by one, and left the bathroom.

He walked straight out of the bedroom, went to the kitchen and called Song Jingming out.

Jian Xue's matter will be handled tomorrow, and with Fu Yueting's help, it should be much easier. Song Jingming chatted with him a few words, and he already has some scores.

After discussing the details for a while, Song Jingming said: "I see, tomorrow I will—"

He was halfway through speaking when he heard a muffled sound from the master bedroom.

The two looked at each other, Qin Yan immediately turned around, and strode over.

He walked to the bathroom, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Boss Fu?"

It took a long time to respond.

Fu Yueting's voice was also low and muffled: "I'm fine."

Qin Yan frowned: "Do you need help?"

no respond.

"Mr. Fu?"

Still no reply, Qin Yan opened the door directly.

When he saw the scene inside the door, he paused slightly and said to Song Jingming, "Go out and close the door."

Song Jingming's line of sight was firmly blocked by him, so he couldn't see clearly, so he nodded and turned to leave.

Qin Yan closed the door with his backhand before approaching.

Fu Yueting was sitting in the empty bathtub.

There was a bath towel around his waist, the water stains on his body hadn't been wiped off, and his short black hair was also wet. He was leaning against the wall, his eyes were closed, his head was slightly tilted back, water droplets rolled down his face, leaving Daodao's shiny silver shadows made his already sharp facial features look even more slender.

Outside the bathtub, there are toilet utensils that may have been accidentally swept off by him, and they made the noise just now.

Qin Yan stepped over the mess on the ground and walked to Fu Yueting's side: "Boss Fu?"

A familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears, Fu Yueting's eyelids moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes: "Qin Yan?"

Not President Qin.

It's Qin Yan.

Qin Yan secretly sighed.

He should have known earlier that Fu Yueting drank too lightly. He drank three and a half cups in a row just now, and it was impossible not to get drunk.

"Boss Fu, I'll help you to rest."

Fu Yueting sat in the bathtub, motionless like a mountain: "I'm resting."

Qin Yan said, "Go to bed and rest."

Fu Yueting looked down: "Isn't this a bed?"

Qin Yan: "..."

Following Fu Yueting's whimsy, he continued, "Go to another bed."

Fu Yueting looked at him, and quickly agreed: "Okay."

Considering his leg injury, Qin Yan stretched out his hand around his armpit, bent down and half picked him up from the bathtub.

Following his strength, Fu Yueting took a long leg.

As a result, the motion of stepping out of the bathtub is too large.

Feeling annoyed, the towel fell off his body directly.

This scene came too suddenly, it was too late for Qin Yan to avoid his sight.

He has long known that Fu Yueting is in good shape, and now it seems that his capital is not small.

But seeing that Fu Yueting was indifferent to his exposure, he closed his eyes resignedly, pulled off his pajamas from the side, and put them on Fu Yueting.

Fortunately, although Fu Yueting's eyes kept falling on his face, the wine tasted surprisingly good, and his clothes matched him very well.

After finally getting dressed neatly, Qin Yan helped him to the side of the bed and sat down.

However, just as he was about to turn around, Fu Yueting grabbed him: "Where are you going?"

This scene reminded Qin Yan of the past easily.

He was going to reason: "After you take a shower, I will take a shower too."

The drunk Fu Yueting never made sense: "You are not allowed to go!"

The force on the wrist was as heavy as iron tongs, Qin Yan had no choice but to say: "Okay, I won't go."

Fu Yueting released his five fingers slightly, but still did not let go.

He looked at Qin Yan, with inexplicable emotions in his black eyes stained with alcohol.

Brain groggy.

There was still Qin Yan's shadow in front of him.

Is it a dream?

So what happened before the dream, what I heard, is it true or false?

Qin Yan felt that Fu Yueting's hand tightened suddenly again, and just as he felt strange, he heard Fu Yueting say in a deep voice, "You are too much."

Qin Yan didn't understand, so: "What?"

Fu Yueting repeated it patiently: "I said, you are too much."

Qin Yan still didn't understand: "Where am I going too far?"

Fu Yueting was very angry: "You don't even know where you are going too far, isn't that too much?"

Qin Yan: "..."

Every time Fu Yueting gets drunk, does he have a different way of expressing himself?

He really couldn't figure it out, and tried to continue to reason, so he sat down beside Fu Yueting: "What do you think I am going too far?"

Fu Yueting's eyes were firmly locked on Qin Yan's thin lips.

The faint smell of alcohol tugged at his heartstrings.

An impulse that hit my heart was also nourished by the aroma of the wine.

Fu Yueting didn't hear what Qin Yan said.

He suddenly let go, and instead held Qin Yan's shoulder tightly.

Qin Yan glanced over these two hands, then looked up at Fu Yueting: "Boss Fu, you—"

However, he never got a chance to finish his sentence.

He looked at the face approaching suddenly.

In just a blink of an eye, Fu Yueting's black eyes turned from far to near, close in front of his eyes, but his eyes were no longer sharp and cold as before, only confused and focused.

The astonishment in his eyes was faithfully reflected in those strange shining eyes.

The touch on the lips is completely opposite to Fu Yueting's softness.

It was this sudden kiss that sealed his voice tightly.