I was spoiled after being forced to marry

When Fan Xing was standing in front of He Qingmo's house, he realized that his palms were wet with sweat.

He laughed at himself, and sure enough, no matter how much mental construction he did, he was still nervous.

Fortunately, He Qingmo was not at home, which made him relax a little.

After entering the door, he put his luggage at the entrance first, found a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet to change into, and then began to look at his new home.

Well, this will be his new home from now on.

Because, he married He Qingmo.

Just this morning, he came to this country for the first time, and the first thing he did when he got off the plane was to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate with a man who had never masked his face.

That man was He Qingmo.I heard that he is the boss of a big company, handsome and rich, and he likes all good-looking...boys.

That's why he was called back to China by his mother, Fan Xing smiled wryly.

Then he shook his head and put aside this annoying emotion, took his luggage and went to the cloakroom.

He has very few things, a trolley case, which contains a few changes of clothes, and a backpack, which contains a computer and a few books.

He Qingmo's cloakroom is large, but there are not many things, and it is well organized.

Fan Xing found an empty corner, put a few pieces of his clothes in it, checked again and again that the original cleanliness and tidiness were not damaged, and then went out with confidence.

I checked the time, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

He hasn't eaten much since he got on the plane yesterday, and his stomach is already growling.

I ran to the kitchen to take a look, and the refrigerator was almost full of beer and water.Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and he was asked to find a cucumber, and there was still a little dried noodles left in the cupboard.

He decided to make a simple cold noodles.

After the noodles are placed, put them under cold water, shred the cucumbers and put them on, then add in the prepared sauce and mix well.

It's simple, but it tastes great.

After eating, he cleaned up the kitchen, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

He took a long-distance flight for more than ten hours. After getting off the plane, he had no time to rest and fight jet lag. He went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau without stopping, and then went to meet many strangers whose names he had only heard and had never had anything to do with.Later, because of the traffic jam, he had to get out of the taxi early and dragged his luggage for 10 minutes before finding this place.

All the way, there was chaos and chaos.

Lying in the warm bathtub at this moment, he was shocked to feel that his whole body was sore and uncomfortable, and felt that the experience of these two days was like a dream.

At this time two days ago, he was still working in a cafe on the other side of the world.He planned to try calling his mother after get off work.

Then my mother's phone call came first.

He was pleasantly surprised and quickly connected.

"Mom, I..."

"Fan Xing, I booked a plane ticket for you. You pack up and return home tomorrow. Remember to bring all your documents."

"Go back to China? But grandma..."

"I will find someone to take care of your grandma. You don't have to worry."

"Really? Thank you, Mom!" He was very happy.

"You don't need to thank me, but Mom needs your help. There is something wrong with our company. Fan Xing, I remember you are eighteen this year, right?"

Fan Xing was at a loss, not understanding what happened to the company had anything to do with how old he was, "Well, I just finished two days ago."

"That's good. Go back and clean up, say goodbye to grandma and come back. Mom will pick you up at the airport."

So he's back.

On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau at the airport, he found out that he was called back to get married.

His mother said it implicitly and euphemistically, but he knew that there was actually a problem with the Gu family's company, who asked him to marry He Qingmo and seek He Qingmo's help.

On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, his mother kept emphasizing that He Qingmo immediately agreed to marry him after seeing his photo, which shows that he likes him, and after marriage, he will definitely treat him very well.

Fan Xing was thinking, why did He Qingmo see his photo?

He has never been to this country since he was born, and no one even knows that Fan Meixi has a son like him.

So in all likelihood, the Gu family chose what they liked and sent his photo to He Qingmo, let you choose.

It's just that it doesn't make any sense to think about it now. He is already married to He Qingmo, and he agreed to it himself, so there is nothing to complain about after all.

After washing off the dust all over his body and changing into clean clothes, he immediately felt refreshed.

When I got out of the bathroom, I realized that there was one more person in the house.

At the table in the restaurant, the man was leaning on the chair, his slender legs were superimposed and stretched casually, making him look particularly slender.

On the table in front of him was a semi-finished cold noodle, cold water noodles, cucumber shreds and prepared sauce, as long as they were mixed together, they could only be eaten directly.

And he was holding a note in his hand, which was written by Fan Xing and was originally placed on the dining table.

"You...you're back?" Fan Xing tried not to look so cramped, and took the initiative to go forward to say hello.

He Qingmo looked away from the sticky note and landed on Fan Xing, looking him up and down unabashedly.

Fan Xing had just taken a shower, her hair was still dripping with water, and the soft cotton pajamas were loose, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone. She looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

When He Qingmo looked over, he instinctively bent the corners of his lips, revealing the dimples at the corners of his mouth.

But the knuckles of his hands hanging on both sides were turning white unconsciously, and his feet wearing ill-fitting slippers were constantly digging at the soles of the shoes with his toes, all of which showed that he was very nervous.

He Qingmo remembered that when he was taking pictures at the Civil Affairs Bureau during the day, the child had a sweet and gentle smile on his face, but his hands were tightly clenched behind his back.He suspected that the child's palms might have been bleeding from fingernails.

Finally, after looking at it enough, he withdrew his gaze, raised the sticky note on his fingertips, and said in a neutral tone, "You wrote it?"

Fan Xing felt relieved after his eyes moved away, nodded lightly, and explained: "I don't know if you will come back, so I left a copy for you, if you eat it, then..."

He Qingmo stared at the note, then interrupted him, "The writing is really ugly."

"Ah?" Fan Xing didn't react for a while, and looked at him blankly with clear eyes. Seeing that the other party said his words, he suddenly felt embarrassed, and his fair cheeks were flushed. not good."

His Chinese is really not good, and he can basically understand it, but his speech is not smooth, the speech speed is very slow, intermittent, and he has a slight accent, and sometimes, he uses words inappropriately, like a child who is just learning to speak.

As for writing, it is even more difficult.When writing those horizontal and vertical square characters, he always felt that his hands were not his own, and he was not obedient at all, and the writing was crooked.

He Qingmo didn't seem to notice his embarrassment, and nodded: "I can tell. Not only is the writing ugly, but there are also typos."

"No way? I copied it from my phone." Fan Xing has always been careful and rigorous in his work. Whenever he heard a typo, he subconsciously wanted to confirm it.

He stepped forward to He Qingmo's face, took the note for inspection.

But he read each word carefully several times, but he couldn't see which word was wrong.

He has no confidence in his Chinese at all, so he couldn't help but ask He Qingmo for advice: "Can you tell me which word is wrong?"

He Qingmo still looked at him in the loose sitting posture before, the corners of his mouth curled into a shallow arc, and his tone was teasing, "Who are you asking?"

He Qingmo was very good-looking. When Fan Xing saw him at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau during the day, Fan Xing felt that he was almost the most beautiful person he had ever met.

But the whole person looks a little cold, especially not approachable, at least until just now, Fan Xing has never seen him smile.

And when he smiled, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and the tip of his eyebrows lowered slightly, which instantly softened his whole body, as if an iceberg had melted.

Fan Xing couldn't help but look at it twice, and then became entangled again.

What He Qingmo meant was for him to call someone.

In fact, he has been avoiding this question since he saw He Qingmo, because he really didn't know what to shout.

But He Qingmo looked at him with a smile as if he was teasing a cat, with a look of "I know you can't shout, but I want to listen".

Fan Xing wouldn't compete because of this, but he is married to this person after all, and he will live under the same roof in the future, and the title is inevitable.

He subconsciously bit his lips, summoned up his courage, and looked up at He Qingmo: "Old...brother..."

The corners of He Qingmo's mouth twitched with a smile, and his face returned to ice in an instant. He said calmly, "You are ten years older than you, and you are indeed old. Why don't you just call him uncle?"

Although Fan Xing is not good at Chinese, he also knows that no one likes to be called old, so he quickly shook his head and explained, "No, I... am not saying you are old, I am... yes..."

He wanted to call him "husband".In the Chinese TV series he watched in the past, it seemed to be called that.

But when he met He Qingmo's smiling eyes, he suddenly felt embarrassed, and changed his name to "brother" in a hurry, who knew he would be misunderstood.

It's just that his Chinese is bad at first, and he couldn't explain clearly when he was in a hurry. In the end, he himself gave up and could only apologize softly, "I'm sorry."

He lowered his head, staring at his toes uneasily, the wet hair on his white neck was dripped with water droplets, and slid down his skin.

He Qingmo's eyes followed the trajectory of the water drops, and landed on his thin shoulders. He suddenly got up and leaned over, pinched his cheek hard, let him look into his eyes, and said coldly: "I'm angry, don't teach me!" It's over!" After finishing speaking, he left Fan Xing and went upstairs.

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The [-]th-line writer Shen Yan transmigrated into an old dog-blood novel.

In order to get rid of Slag Gong, he disguised himself as a woman and escaped, and got into the car of a strange man in desperation.

Afterwards, I found out that the other party was Su Yunzhe, the villain in the original book. He has a cold and paranoid personality, and his methods are cold-blooded and cruel. He is an out-and-out dangerous person.

After Mr. Su helped him, he said: You look very in line with my aesthetics, I want to keep you, and I will make a price.

Shen Yan, who is penniless and has no skills, weighed it over and over again and said: It is impossible to be nurtured.Since Boss Su likes my face, why not give me a job, I promise to let Boss Su see my face every day.

So Boss Su added a special assistant——Shen Yan.

A special assistant is an assistant who is very idle. It takes only one day to read the codes and codes during working hours, and the salary is very good.

Shen Yan is very satisfied with this job, and plans to hang around for a long time.

As a result, Mr. Su said one day: You are very in line with my aesthetics. If you marry me, all my property will be yours in the future.

Shen Yan was frightened and ran away without saying a word.

Just kidding, who doesn't know that Su Yunzhe is a straight steel man, and he hates homosexuals the most.

What if I let him know that I was cheated by a tycoon who pretends to be a woman?

Half a month later, Shen Yan was caught by President Su at the backstage of his new book signing.

The next step is to take it home and close the little black house...

The next day, Shen Yan, who was run over by a car, lay on the bed and gritted his teeth: Didn't we agree that he was the straight man of steel?It turned out that he cheated on me!