Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

[Inside the W size team]:

[Guo Yuxiang: Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, see you soon @all members~]

[Li Shu: I'm fine. 】

[Yang Kaimiao: Yes, it looks like Xiangzi is doing well. 】

[Ruan Wenjing: Sure, it looks like Xiangzi is doing well. +1】

【Zhao Xuyang: Yes, it looks like Xiangzi is doing well. +2】

[Guo Yuxiang:? ? 】

[Guo Yuxiang: Besides the repeaters, are there any living people in this group? 】

[Guo Yuxiang: Don't arrange me indiscriminately. In terms of mixing well, who can mix well with our pair @安明玉@成越. 】

[An Mingyu: Don't @ him. 】

[Guo Yuxiang:? 】

[Yang Kaimiao:? 】

[Ruan Wenjing:? 】

[Zhao Xuyang:? 】

[Li Shu:? 】

After a few seconds.

[Guo Yuxiang: Why can't @chengyue, I insist @chengyue, @chengyue@chengyue@chengyue. 】

[Guo Yuxiang has been banned by the group leader for 1 day. 】

[Yang Kaimiao: Hahahahahahaha! 】

【Yang Kaimiao: I died laughing. 】

It was several hours after Cheng Yue saw the group news, the blackout curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and there was no light at all.

In addition, he had just got off the plane, was jet-lagged, was really exhausted, and fell asleep unconsciously.

His eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he opened his eyes in a daze: "Um..."

It was too dark around, Cheng Yue stretched out his hand for a long time before he found the phone, picked it up and unlocked it, the sudden light made him squint his eyes subconsciously, and it took a long time to recover.

[6:17 p.m.]

[39 unread messages. 】

Cheng Yue propped himself up from the bed, turned on the desk lamp, picked up the water glass from the self-heating coaster of the bedside table with familiar movements, and poured most of the glass of warm water in one breath, only then did he feel alive.

He didn't get up in a hurry, leaned against the head of the bed and clicked on the message record to scroll up.

After looking through the group messages, Cheng Yue laughed so hard that he almost lost his hands and shook the water in the glass onto the bed.

He moved his fingers and released Guo Yuxiang from the small dark room.

Cheng Yue clicked on An Mingyu's QQ profile picture again.

[Yue cub breeder: I'm going out to buy some ingredients. 】

[Yue cub breeder: I'll make you a sweet and sour pork tenderloin tonight. 】

[Yue Cub Breeder: Strawberries are washed on the table, remember to eat them when you wake up. 】

[Yue cub breeder: Still awake? 】

[Yue cub breeder: Don't eat strawberries, the meal is ready. 】

【Yue Cub Breeder: [Pig Head]】

[Yue cub breeder: [Pig Tou] Hurry up and eat, I saw your little moves in the group. 】

Cheng Yue smiled and put the water glass away, got out of bed and stepped into his slippers.

He and An Mingyu had already realized their wish to start a business together in the year of graduation, and they had a pharmaceutical company in City B that belonged to the two of them. It was established just five years ago, and its scale and reputation have already spread across the country.

It was also the second year of the company's formalization. They moved out of Anjia and bought their first small villa outside.

The bedroom is on the second floor, and Cheng Yue could already smell the aroma of food as soon as he reached the middle of the stairs.

An Mingyu was sitting on the sofa processing the documents, raised her head when she heard the movement, and raised her eyebrows to tease him: "Well, did Yue Zhuzhu come out of the hole?"

"..." Cheng Yue stopped and touched his stomach, "Am I really fat?"

An Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Fat? Mr. Cheng, do you have any misunderstandings about fat?"

Five years after graduation, this title has not been changed, and it has become a habit between the two of them.

So much so that during the most affectionate period, when Cheng Yue heard someone calling his name, he had to react for a few seconds before realizing that he was being called, but he turned his head reflexively to the three words "Teacher Cheng" to see.

An Mingyu got up and approached him, and wrapped his arms around his waist: "I can wrap one arm around a whole circle and more. If you call this fat, will the rest of us still be alive?"

Cheng Yue pursed his lips, still feeling that he had been too indulgent during this time.

He said, "I'll go to the gym with you tomorrow."

"Oh." An Mingyu took his shoulders and walked towards the restaurant, "Who said last time that going to the gym is a puppy?"

Cheng Yue: "."

It's him.

This high-end community has its own gym. Although there are equipment at home, it is still not complete. Cheng Yue likes to get up early and go to the gym in the community to exercise.

Just a month ago...

He didn't notice the marks on the back of his neck, and he chose to go when there were the most people alone.

It just so happened that there was a friend with whom he could chat very well that day.

Cheng Yue actually noticed that someone was always looking at him vaguely, but he didn't think about it.

It wasn't until he was taking a shower after exercising that he accidentally looked into the mirror and found a bright red hickey on the back of his neck. Then he realized why those people were looking at him with ambiguous eyes.

She was already thin-skinned, so how could she show face to others.

After returning home, he pressed An Mingyu on the sofa and gave him a hard beating. Cheng Yue immediately swore he would never go to that gym again.

"Isn't that because of you?" Cheng Yue was annoyed.

An Mingyu asked him to sit down at the dining table, and nodded: "Well, you said you were comfortable the night before, but you blame me the next day, Mr. Cheng, you have no heart."

Cheng Yue blushed: "..."

Never say no to him.

"Don't be angry." An Mingyu saw that his face was flushed, and coaxed him again, "Try and see, how is my cooking this time?"

Cheng Yue ate a piece of sweet and sour pork with his hands, the sweet and sour burst in his mouth.

He nodded and said vaguely, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...it tastes good."

"Is it better than last time?" An Mingyu asked.

When it comes to cooking Chinese food, Cheng Yue's culinary skills crush An Mingyu's, but An Mingyu is afraid of his hard work, so she refuses to cook for him no matter what.

The two of them were unwilling to invite their aunt to their nest, so it was An Mingyu's turn to cook.

Cheng Yue felt the need to encourage him: "I've made great progress...uh..."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Mingyu stood up from the chair opposite and licked Cheng Yue's lips.

Cheng Yue: "!!"

An Mingyu let go of the hand on the back of his head, and raised her lips: "Well...it's still delicious from Teacher Cheng's mouth."

Cheng Yue sat quietly for two seconds, then put down his chopsticks and stood up abruptly, walking towards him.

An Mingyu panicked: "Hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't do it, murder your husband—"

In the end, the pretended frightened cry for help was drowned in a deepened kiss.

"Stop flirting with me, Teacher Cheng." An Mingyu held his face lightly and rubbed his nose against him, "We have a class reunion tomorrow."

Cheng Yue lowered his eyelashes: "I know."

"So you can't do anything tonight. If I tease you again, you have to bear it."

An Mingyu: "..."

An Mingyu: "You have changed."

Cheng Yue snorted coldly: "You brought the change."

The two of them were bored here, and Cheng Yue's phone on the dining table suddenly lit up.

[Guo Yuxiang: Huh?I was let out? 】

[Guo Yuxiang: Hahahaha, An Mingyu, the status of this family can be seen immediately! 】

[Ruan Wenjing: I think you're going to go in again soon. 】

[Guo Yuxiang: Impossible, with Cheng Yue around, he dare not. 】

10 minute later.

[Guo Yuxiang has been silenced by the administrator Cheng Yue for 1 hour. 】

【Yang Kaimiao: Hahahahaha, Xiangzi, you are gone. 】

[Zhao Xuyang: Cause of death: Impossible. 】

The next day, other students were already waiting in the agreed hotel.

The last ones stuck in the door must be An Mingyu and Cheng Yue.

The wine glasses had already been filled in the private room, and the group of students who were just waiting for the two protagonists to appear became lively.

"It's too late, it's too late, fine wine!"

"One cup per person, no substitutions are allowed, no secret pouring on the ground, fair and just!"

"I'll report! An Mingyu, Yang Kaimiao gave you one-third more!"

"You fart! I poured too much on Cheng Yue... No, I didn't fucking pour too much!"

Cheng Yue stared at the small glass of white wine.

Yang Kaimiao was afraid that An Mingyu would help him, so he deliberately came over to separate them: "You can't play tricks, old rules, last time I drank two glasses by myself, this time you two have a drink each, it's not a loss."

Zhao Xuyang next to him joked, "It kinda rhymes."

After so many years, Cheng Yue was not as afraid of drinking as before.

The main reason is that An's mother loves to drink, and she likes him very much. From time to time, she likes to take him back to An's house for a chat, and it is inevitable to drink some wine.

Cheng Yue's drinking capacity was tempered bit by bit in this way.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, he picked up the wine glass, raised his head and took a sip.

The movement was so neat that when he swallowed it, the boys standing beside him were stunned.

"I'll go, bull!" Yang Kaimiao gave a thumbs up, "I always pour this wine in three cups, it's refreshing, after all, it's already President Cheng, it's different."

An Mingyu glanced at Cheng Yue whose nose was sweating and his face was slightly flushed, raised his eyebrows and drank his own cup.

"Hey, look, this wave of yours is very stretched, people put their heads up and put it in their mouths, and you swallowed it three times, I'm counting." Yang Kaimiao waved his hand, "No, no, another drink."

An Mingyu didn't answer his words, and turned to ask Cheng Yue: "What should I do, Mr. Cheng, he wants to punish me."

The smell of alcohol came up quickly, Cheng Yue's eyes sparkled, he raised his head and said, "Then... fine."

"That's right." Guo Yuxiang also laughed, "Punish!"

Yang Kaimiao quickly filled him up again.

An Mingyu took it over: "Teacher Cheng is so cruel."

The wine was really strong, Cheng Yue saw his pitiful look, and said, "Then I'll share half with you."

Yang Kaimiao stared: "Hey? What are you doing? You want to show off when you drink? Cheng Yue can have a drink if he wants to. It's half boring. You can just have another drink with him."

"Yes, yes, yes." Even Li Shu coaxed, "Why don't we have a drink!"

This proposal was good, and Cheng Yue was coaxed to have another cup of wine with An Mingyu in front of several people.

Li Shu held her face together: "Ah...it just happened to be consummated. I regret not being able to see your wedding."

Speaking of the wedding, Cheng Yue subconsciously looked down at the ring on his ring finger.

I often have to stay in the laboratory. For convenience, I chose a simple model.

The wedding of the two was held in Europe, and all the classmates and friends were invited, but Li Shu couldn't attend because of something happened at home.

Seeing this, An Mingyu held Cheng Yue's hand: "It's okay, if you want to experience the wedding again, you can do it again."

Cheng Yuehong's flushed face became even hotter, but he did not refuse: "Wait... until the tenth anniversary..."

Yang Kaimiao, who was sitting by the side, sighed: "I suddenly regret giving these two people a drink."

He patted Guo Yuxiang: "You said that you were abused by them every day in school five years ago, and you will be abused again after a gathering five years later. Is it plausible?"

Guo Yuxiang gave him a sympathetic look: "Among all of you sitting here, you are the only one who is single, which is really outrageous."

Yang Kaimiao: "...are you special?"

On the other side, Cheng Yue felt dizzy belatedly, and leaned on An Mingyu's shoulder: "A little sleepy."

An Mingyu fed him a dish with chopsticks: "Don't be sleepy, you were so arrogant last night, you have to return everything today."

"..." Cheng Yue stepped on him under the table, "There are so many people, don't talk nonsense."

"Hiss..." An Mingyu exaggerated and exclaimed, "You still bully me, let's do it again."

Cheng Yue was stunned: "Why add it again?"

An Mingyu put down her chopsticks and counted with him carefully: "Ticked me at the dinner table last night, once, hit me on the sofa after eating, once again, and deliberately iced me under the quilt at night, three times."

"Counting this time again, four starts tonight."

Cheng Yue: "?"

Finally realizing what he was talking about, Cheng Yue's face turned red like a tomato, and he reached out to pinch his waist: "How dare you..."

An Mingyu was aggrieved: "It turns out that Teacher Cheng still thinks that four times are too few... I must have lied to me when I said it was impossible."

Cheng Yue: "..."