Marriage by Agreement, Focus on Participation [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 23

"Ah?" The person who came here was also generous, and he didn't feel embarrassed when he was rejected. He just scratched his head, "Is there something wrong with my radar? It shouldn't be."

Fu Wan sneered: "Then do you think I look like a straight man?"

"You don't look like you, you are." The other party said, "You talk like a straight man."

Fu Wan: "?"

He didn't think there was anything wrong, but Qi Ye seemed to be getting impatient first, and lightly tapped the side of the car with the tip of his index finger.

Fu Wan knew that this was a gesture his brother often made when he was impatient, and it often appeared in the cafeteria when there were many people, in meetings and when dealing with uncles.

So Fu Wan hooked the car key on her finger and shook it: "Give up, he is my little boy."

"Little boy, let's go." He greeted Qi Ye.

"Don't shout." Qi Ye knocked his head like a ball, "Fu Zaozao, don't you have enough nicknames for me?"

"Don't hit me on the head, the president is not tall, I'll drive?" Fu Wan asked.

"I'll drive." Qi Ye said.

Fu Wan's temper is not slow, but driving like a turtle crawls, if he is allowed to drive, they will not be able to get home at night.

Fu Wan has no objection, he is distracted.

He remembered that when he first got married, An Xia seemed to say that when joking with him, if his brother's model was really gay, it should be quite popular.

Because of rarity.

He didn't take it seriously.

He still remembered that An Xia said that his brother was better than him when it came to straight men pretending to be gay.

what is this?

Fu Wan's foot injury was sometimes good and sometimes bad, but when he felt guilty, he would take advantage of it.

Like now.

"Brother, my foot hurts." When the car stopped, he said, "help me up."

"How about I hug you?" Qi Ye suggested.

"Um?"

Fu Wan remembered that when his foot was injured, he mentioned that Qi Ye would carry him away.

But Qi Ye coldly refused on the grounds that he would not.

Why are you bringing this up now?

Where did you go to study? Will it?

He made his doubts clear.

Qi Ye glanced at him, and slowly rolled up the cuffs of his clothes, rolling them up to the elbows little by little, revealing the strong lines of his arms.

The originally neat white shirt had two buttons undone by him, and the cuffs were rolled up a bit, making it look less serious.

"You look like a gentle scum when you dress like this, who wouldn't like it after seeing it." Fu Wan commented.

"You touch?" Qi Ye asked.

"Are you showing off?" Fu Wan also asked.

Still, he accepted the show.

Qi Ye usually exercises more frequently than him, and he has never been lazy in a class that should be attended.

Qi Ye's figure is also that kind. He looks thin when he wears clothes, but he has a good-looking figure with muscles when he takes off his clothes. This is what Fu Wan really wants to have.