Become a rival virtual lover

Han Feng was still feeling emotional to Jian Xue: "Friends are meant to help each other, have you seen your brother and Yue Ting, these are real friends."

Although Jian Xue was a little confused about this, she still nodded.

Only Song Jingming asked unwillingly, "Old Qin, why don't you cut one for me."

Qin Yan glanced at him, and said lightly: "You have hands and feet, and no one pours you wine. Cut it yourself."

Guilty and wronged, Song Jingming tore off a bite of mutton and went to Jian Xue for comfort.

This dinner from morning to night has been eaten, and the sky is gradually dimming.

Fu Yueting didn't speak again after that, and kept eating the lamb chops on the paper plate.

Halfway through eating, he slowed down, and finally turned to look at Qin Yan.

Han Feng sat on the side, and was the first to notice his movement, bumped into Qin Yan again, and pouted in the direction of Fu Yueting.

Qin Yan also looked over.

Fu Yueting lowered his head: "I can't eat anymore."

Qin Yan said, "If you can't eat it, leave it alone."

But Fu Yueting did not let go of the chopsticks in his hand.

Qin Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yueting said in a low voice: "I want to pack."

"Is it because my grilled lamb chops are so delicious? After eating this meal, you still think about the next meal?" Han Feng couldn't help but smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can't finish these anyway. I will leave you a few when the time comes." It has been moved, or it can be baked for you tomorrow!"

Seeing that now, Song Jingming had already left the vulgar interest and stopped making a fuss, but after hearing what Han Feng said, he somehow felt that things were not that simple.

Sure enough, when Han Feng finished speaking, Fu Yueting frowned.

He looked straight at Qin Yan, and his drunken tone seemed inexplicably persistent: "I only want this one."

Qin Yan thought he didn't want to waste it: "Okay. I'll pack it for you."

Jian Xue brought a roll of plastic wrap from the side.

Qin Yan raised his hand to take it, and wrapped his leftover half plate of lamb chops in front of Fu Yueting.

Han Feng got up to pick it up: "Then I'll put it in the refrigerator for you."

Fu Yueting suddenly grabbed Qin Yan's wrist: "Put them in the refrigerator, what should I do if they are mixed together?"

Han Feng was stunned.

Qin Yan asked him back: "Then what do you want to do?"

Fu Yueting said, "I want to take it away."

As he said, he raised his hand and pressed it on the table to get up.

Qin Yan swept over his hand that he didn't intend to let go, and stood up: "Can I go?"

"Yes." Fu Yueting said firmly, "I'm not drunk."

Hearing this sentence, Song Jingming lowered his head deeply, lest Qin Yan would notice him as the culprit again.

Qin Yan only glanced at Fu Yueting, sighed softly, and said to Han Feng and the others: "I'll take him upstairs."

Han Feng asked: "What about this plate of meat?"

Qin Yan said, "Just put it in the refrigerator."

"Don't put the refrigerator." Fu Yueting exerted force on his hand, frowned and looked at Qin Yan, then turned around suddenly, "I want to take it away."

Qin Yan hurriedly put his arms around his back to prevent him from falling, and explained: "The refrigerator will break if you don't put it in. Don't worry, Uncle Han will put it away by itself in a while, and it won't be mixed with other things."

Han Feng nodded again and again: "That's right, I will definitely let it go alone!"

The nick between Fu Yueting's eyebrows did not disappear, as if he was still thinking about it.

Qin Yan asked Jian Xue again: "Is there any spare room?"

Even if it is very close to Fu Yueting's residence, it is of course not as convenient as staying for one night. Besides, Fu Yueting is already drunk, so whether he can insist on going back is a problem.

"Ah?" Jian Xue glanced at Song Jingming before saying, "I don't think I'm in a hurry for the time being, I only cleaned up four rooms, but Brother Jingming will stay here tonight..."

It means no.

Still, Han Feng said indifferently: "Then you can continue to live in one room. Didn't you all live like this before?" Then he said to Song Jingming, "Jingming, why don't you and Qin Yan send Yue Ting upstairs first."

"okay."

Song Jingming responded, took off his gloves and walked over.

Before he got close, he stretched out his hands to support Fu Yueting's arm: "Boss Fu, I'll help you up."

Fu Yueting clenched Qin Yan's wrist with one hand. Hearing the words, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Song Jingming. His dark and deep eyes were as sharp as cold air. Just looking at his eyes, he was clearly sober, and there was no sign of drunkenness at all: "No need. .”

Hearing this sentence, Song Jingming subconsciously stopped and looked at Qin Yan in embarrassment.

"Old Qin, this..."

Qin Yan said: "You continue to eat, I will give him enough."

Song Jingming touched his nose, turned and returned to his seat.

Fu Yueting turned to look at Qin Yan again: "I don't need you to send me, I'm not drunk."

"Well, I know you're not drunk." Qin Yan said, "You really don't need me to see you?"

Fu Yueting shook his head: "No need."

Qin Yan was silent.

Fu Yueting said: "I can go back by myself."

Qin Yan remained silent.

Fu Yueting looked at him: "Why don't you speak?"

Qin Yan glanced at his hand that he had not let go so far, and said, "You don't need me to send it to you, but I insist on sending it to you, okay?"

Fu Yueting thought for a while: "That's fine."

Qin Yan: "...Let's go."

Song Jingming was sitting opposite, eating lamb chops and drinking beer, watching with relish.

But the conversation between the two came to an end, Qin Yan nodded to the three people around him, and then walked away slowly with Fu Yueting.

Fu Yueting has always walked very steadily when he was drunk, and he didn't need his help. It's just that because he drank beer today, Fu Yueting didn't feel sleepy until he returned to the bedroom.

Fu Yueting only insisted on one thing tonight: "I'm not drunk."

Then he walked towards the built-in study in the master bedroom, "I'm going to take a shower."

Qin Yan thought of the consequences of taking a bath after he was drunk last time, and stopped him: "Just wash up today, and take a bath tomorrow."

Fu Yueting saw that it was him, nodded and said, "Okay."

Qin Yan then led him to the bathroom.

Wash your face, brush your teeth—

Qin Yan went to get a towel for Fu Yueting, and when he turned around, he saw Fu Yueting taking off his clothes.

He was startled: "What are you doing?"

Seeing him, Fu Yueting was also startled: "Why are you here?"

As he said that, he took off his T-shirt, walked to the shower, and turned on the hot water, "I want to take a shower."

The gushing streams of water rushed to Fu Yueting's chest in an instant, wetting together with the pants he forgot to take off.

Qin Yan said: "Didn't you agree not to take a bath tonight?"

Fu Yueting raised his hand to turn off the water again, opened his mouth, his eyes were a little dazed: "Don't you want to wash?"

Qin Yan sighed again.

Fu Yueting's body was already soaked, and now he had to wash it if he didn't.

He put down the toilet lid on the side, asked Fu Yueting to sit down, and then went to the bathtub to fill in the water.

Fu Yueting's eyes kept following his figure.

Qin Yan looked back and met his eyes, paused, and then came over: "I'll help you find a set of pajamas."

After the words fell, he turned and walked to the door.

But as soon as he took a step, he heard movement behind him.

Fu Yueting followed.

Qin Yan didn't let him sit back either.

They went to the closet to find a set of washed pajamas, and the two went back to the bathroom one after the other.

Qin Yan put the pajamas on the shelf beside the bathtub, and the water happened to be half full.

He didn't put any more, turned off the water and led Fu Yueting to the bathtub: "Go and wash."

Fu Yueting raised his foot to step——

Qin Yan clasped his wrist and pulled him back, with a little helplessness in his eyes: "Take off your pants and shoes and socks."

Fu Yueting looked down and followed his advice.

Qin Yan originally wanted to avoid suspicion, but was also worried that something would happen to him.

When Fu Yueting took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub with one foot, he turned around.

He was about to leave when he heard a "crash" behind him.

Looking back, I saw Fu Yueting's feet slipping and falling backward——

Qin Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately took a step forward to pick up Fu Yueting's waist.

Fu Yueting's body leaned into the bathtub, and it was fine to fall into the water, but if it hit the back of the head, the consequences would be disastrous.

Fortunately, he found out in time.

However, due to the great inertia of the fall, even if he grabbed the person in his arms in time, he was still bent down and stabilized by pressing on the edge of the bathtub with one hand.

Fu Yueting slammed into the water lightly, splashed water, and rushed out of the bathtub.

Qin Yan stood on one side, was thrown straight, and was drenched all over.

He glanced at Fu Yueting.

Fu Yueting also looked at him, wondering if it was because of the incandescent lamp above his head, his eyes seemed to be mixed with two touches of light: "Do you want to wash with me?"

Qin Yan said, "No."

The light in Fu Yueting's eyes sank quietly.

Just as Qin Yan was putting him down, he didn't notice the change in his eyes. Hearing this, he raised his head again and looked at his drunken appearance, the corners of his lips slightly raised unconsciously.

The face that was so close in front of him was no longer as cold as before.

Fu Yueting didn't care about the accident just now, and only asked: "Why?"

The faint smile on Qin Yan's face still hasn't faded: "Because the bathtub is too small, it can't hold two people."

After speaking, let go of your hand, "You wash it, I'm right next to you."

His body was also wet with water, and he planned to wash it off.

What else did Fu Yueting want to say, Qin Yan had already taken off the shower, raised his hand and closed the shower curtain, blocking the sight of the two of them.

But as soon as Qin Yan took off his shirt, he heard a "shua" sound behind him.

Fu Yueting opened the shower curtain.

He sat in the bathtub, bent one knee, and turned sideways to face Qin Yan with his strength. A thin layer of muscles on his body was covered by the color of water, giving off a mottled luster.

Qin Yan looked away: "Boss Fu, don't make trouble."

With a sound of "shua", the shower curtain was closed again.

Qin Yan waited until he heard no sound from the shower curtain, so he continued to take off his trousers and reached out to turn on the hot water.

The sound of water just started.

The shower curtain was pulled open again with a "swish".

Fu Yueting's thin lips slightly curled up: "You—"

Just as he said a word, he suddenly froze when he saw Qin Yan who turned around.

His ability to react after being soaked in alcohol was scarce. Seeing this scene, his faltering sanity collapsed, but his surging blood was covered by a layer of mist, and even his nerves were controlled by others, making him forget how to deal with it. In response, even the voice was stiff.

Qin Yan only raised his hand to pull up the shower curtain.

He saw that Fu Yueting's behavior gradually became younger after he was drunk, so as to avoid further troubles, so he made a quick decision.

After taking a brief shower and washing, he put on his bathrobe and asked through the shower curtain, "Are you ready?"

no respond.

"Mr. Fu?"

Still no response.

Qin Yan frowned slightly, lifted a corner of his hand and looked in, only to find that Fu Yueting was lying in the bathtub, already asleep.

Fortunately, he only put in half of the water, and there was a lot of splash just now, and the water only covered Fu Yueting's lower abdomen, so there would be no danger.

Qin Yan took a step closer: "Boss Fu?"

Fu Yueting's eyelids struggled to move, his eyes were half-opened, and he followed the sound to look at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan put his hand around the back of his neck and helped him up: "Go to bed and sleep."

Following his strength, Fu Yueting got up from the bathtub, picked up pieces of water, and smashed it back with crisp water sounds.

The slightly scalding hot water still retains its temperature.

Steaming water droplets rolled down from Fu Yueting's body, leaving water marks, and circles of mist also wandered in the bathroom, which was already heating up, and lingered around him at this time.

Qin Yan looked away and helped him out. Feeling the wet and warm body under his palm, he pursed his lips and took the towel beside him and handed it to him: "Wipe it."

Fu Yueting's wine quality has always been very good.

Although he was extremely sleepy, when he saw Qin Yan handing over the bath towel, he still reached out to take it, then turned around, intending to return to the bathtub.

Qin Yan pulled him back: "Where are you going?"

Fu Yueting staggered and fell into Qin Yan's arms, his sleeping face was still hazy, but he still answered the question: "Sleep."

Just now when he was helped up, the bathrobe on Qin Yan's body was in a mess, only the belt of the robe was still firmly in place, protecting the hem.

Fu Yueting suddenly fell back, his wet back stuck directly in front of him——

Qin Yan frowned slightly, took half a step back, raised his hand to straighten Fu Yueting, helped him wrap the bath towel around his waist, and then casually gathered the front of the bathrobe: "Go back to bed and sleep."

Fu Yueting reacted a beat slower and let him move.

It wasn't until the bathrobe was fastened that he slowly frowned and looked at the bathtub: "Isn't this a bed?"