Chapter 67 Brother-in-law [VIP]

A slight itch on her neck made Qingran flinch and let out a soft moan.

But the culprit buried in her neck seemed to be obsessed with this skin, either lightly rubbing it with her nose or caressing it with her lips.

The constant spray of hot, moist breath on the skin easily aroused this young body that could not resist temptation.

Qingran's chest heaved as she grabbed the man's hair with her right hand, asking urgently, "When...when did you get back?"

"...About twenty minutes ago," the man with his head down replied slowly.

When he returned, he found Qingran curled up asleep on the sofa, her sleeping face peaceful and serene, which made him feel all the fatigue he had accumulated from the world of fame and fortune disappear.

If it weren't for the unpleasant smell of smoke and alcohol clinging to my clothes...

The young man was wearing a brown long-sleeved shirt today, with matching buttons tightly arranged up to his collarbone.

The man took the buttons in his mouth and unbuttoned them one by one, recounting amusing anecdotes from the banquet.

Have you ever heard of amber cherry omelet?

Qingran's eyes were brimming with tears. To avoid uttering a sound that didn't lead to an answer, she bit her lower lip and shook her head.

“It’s just preserved cherries,” Fu Qingyan sneered. “It’s clearly a bunch of people who are just trying to gain fame and praise each other, trying to appear cultured.”

To imitate someone poorly is laughable.

However, this kind of tedious and boring large-scale role-playing game is his daily routine.

"Someone told me that the cherry omelet was made using a traditional method and asked me to comment on it."

Do you know what I was thinking at the time?

Looking through the watery shimmering light into the young man's eyes, the man slowly spoke: "I just feel bored."

"I thought to myself, rather than listening to you cite scriptures and explain your so-called cherry omelet, I'd rather..."

The words that came out were spoken by Qingran, who tugged at his hair a little harder. The black hair between her fingers was rather stiff and felt cool to the touch.

Where did you learn all this?

"My darling is really good at accusing people."

Last time I suspected he often acted as someone's background figure, this time I suspect he's just a smooth talker. Does he seem casual and frivolous?

Fu Qingyan wasn't angry when he heard a similar question for the second time: "Am I not allowed to have extraordinary talent?"

Qingran chuckled: "Shameless."

Fu Qingyan moved closer to kiss him: "I only need you, what's the point of having any shame..."

The living room was dimly lit, and the sounds of intimate kissing were muffled by the soft rustling of the sofa.

After a long while, the two figures hidden in the shadows of the sofa adjusted their posture and sat up.

The unlit living room blended seamlessly with the night outside the window, the shadowy scene within resembling a painting depicted in shadow.

Fu Qingyan held the person in his arms with one arm. He was still wearing his shirt, the brown hem of which hung down to cover what was underneath. With the other hand, he reached for the cigarette case and lighter on the coffee table.

The man's fingers were long and nimble. With one hand, he took a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it to his lips, and then, with a "click," lit it with a lighter.

Take a gentle breath, and the sudden brightness of the sparks will illuminate the eyes and brows that are immersed in desire.

Indulgence, pleasure, sexiness, decadence... none of these words have anything to do with the image he usually projects.

The light was fleeting; the crimson flames dimmed, and white smoke rings dissipated, blurring the man's handsome features.

Leaning back with his body relaxed, Fu Qingyan half-closed his eyes, his hand gently caressing beneath his clothes as he sighed.

"My child learns so quickly."

The caress on her lower back made Qingran's body tense up, and she suddenly felt weak. She frowned slightly and nestled into the man's arms.

"You...smoke."

"Um?"

The man removed the cigarette from his hand and stroked his smooth back: "Don't you like it?"

Qingran didn't answer immediately, but tilted her head back with difficulty and sniffed lightly like a small animal.

I don't know if it's because the price is justified or if it's just a psychological illusion, but the smell of cigarettes that I used to find nauseating actually turned into a refreshing fragrance on men.

Unconvinced, Qingran grabbed Fu Qingyan's hand and smelled it. There was a faint fragrance mixed with the normal smell of tobacco. She then smelled the corner of the man's lips, which still only had a refreshing, light fragrance.

Fu Qingyan watched his series of actions with indulgence, occasionally sighing and savoring the excitement they brought, her gaze so focused it was almost drowning.

"What?" he asked, his voice hoarse and amused.

After finishing her fuss, Qingran asked in confusion, "I used to hate it when people smoked because the smell was awful, but why do you smell so good when you smoke?"

"It smells good?" The darkness concealed the man's aggressive gaze.

Qingran nodded, puzzled.

Fu Qingyan really wanted to sigh, and murmured, "I really want to die inside you..."

The hand holding the cigarette lifted Qingran's chin, paused for a moment, and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Qingran nodded again.

"very good."

A kiss, filled with malice, pressed in.

It was nearly midnight when the two finished washing up in the bathroom and called it a day.

Fu Qingyan, still holding the person under the covers, said, "I had my assistant compile a list of universities in Yong City. The information is in the living room; you can take a look when you have time."

After saying that, he asked, "Is there a school you particularly want to go to?"

The pre-sleep exercise was quite soporific, and Qingran was already a little sleepy. She closed her eyes, nestled on the man's shoulder, and said drowsily, "It's no use me wanting to go. It depends on how many points I get on the final test."

“Your Mr. Fu may not have much else, but his family has some influence in Yong City,” Fu Qingyan joked, whispering close to his ear, “We’ve even been intimate, do you really have to be so clear about things with me, baby?”

Negative distance?

Qingran's mind was sluggish. Ah, this person is spouting dirty talk again.

"I hadn't thought about it before."

"Then let's take a look at the information and think it over carefully. I'll go with you to visit the site this weekend. Let me know if you have a preference."

He stroked the young man's hair: "No rush, summer vacation is still more than a month away, and it's still a long time before school starts in September."

After speaking for a long time without receiving a response, he looked down and saw that the young man had already fallen asleep with his head resting on the crook of his neck.

Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and she looked incredibly healthy, like an adorable little pig.

Fu Qingyan was very satisfied with his good complexion, which was all thanks to him.

...

For the next few days, Qingran continued delivering takeout as usual.

Fu Qingyan did not stop him, but firmly adjusted his working hours to nine to five.

He himself couldn't say that he could leave work on time from nine to five every day, but he did arrange it for Qingran.

Apart from that, he would still order takeout at noon whenever he didn't have a dinner party or business to attend to.

However, the number of desserts and drinks was reduced to one, plus two large meals prepared by chefs from upscale restaurants.

When Qingran delivers takeout to Yongming, the man will take her to an empty meeting room for lunch.

Fortunately, he only went once before the weekend, otherwise he and Fu Qingyan would have been gossiping about it all over the company.

On Saturday, neither of them had any work scheduled, so Fu Qingyan took Qingran to visit various universities and have a date there.

Some universities have strict management and do not allow people to enter freely, even on weekends.

Fu Qingyan's car, however, was able to drive freely into these schools.

Occasionally, I would be stopped at the gate by the security guards, but after making a phone call, I would be allowed to pass within three minutes, and school leaders would even come to greet me.

This treatment is especially noticeable when visiting art schools.

Qingran finally understood that Fu Qingyan was being modest when he said his family had some influence in Yong City.

"So, have you got any ideas yet?"

As the two walked hand in hand under the ginkgo avenue, Fu Qingyan asked him...

This was their last stop: Yongshi Film Academy.

As May approaches, the ginkgo trees on both sides are lush and verdant, with bright green, fan-shaped leaves that are very beautiful.

Qingran wasn't really fixated on which school she should attend.

Thinking back to the last world when I attended a regular university, and since entering this world I have been dealing with the art industry.

"Didn't you say you'd be my backer? Are you going back on your word?"

His clear, bright gaze swept over us, reflecting the vibrant greenery around us, as lively as a mountain spring.

The man slightly raised the corners of his lips: "I couldn't ask for more."

Students at art schools are generally good-looking, but Qingran and Fu Qingyan's faces are still quite striking even in a film academy full of handsome men.

The two had only been walking hand in hand along the Ginkgo Avenue for a short while when they attracted the attention of many students passing by.

Unexpectedly, this led to the school leaders being forced into social situations. Fu Qingyan led Qingran out of the school, and his phone rang as soon as they got into the car.

Looking at the screen, Fu Qingyan said, "Jiang Ling, the guy I met at dinner last time who was quite outgoing."

Qingran understood: "The one who wanted to sign me to act in movies."

Fu Qingyan touched his face: "It's a pity that his hopes will be dashed."

After answering the phone and listening to a few words from the other end, I looked away and asked, "Jiangling said there are people racing on the mountain road. Are you interested in going to check it out?"

"Hey, Lao Fu, you have someone with you?" Jiangling Gossip asked on the other end of the phone.

Fu Qingyan ignored him, and when he saw Qingran nod, he replied, "Come on, see you in half an hour."

"Then hurry up!"

On the viewing platform of the mountain road, Jiang Ling shouted into his phone.

After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone and winked at Chen Siqi: "Hey Chen Qilin, there's someone with Lao Fu on the weekend. Is something going on?"

Old Fu even asked the other party if they wanted to watch the game, and his tone was so gentle, they definitely weren't a work partner or subordinate!

"Couldn't it be a date with Xi Qingning?" Chen Siqi rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, she had never seen someone so obsessed with sex.

“It’s been a long time since we’ve gotten together, so this is a good opportunity to meet up.”

Jiang Ling was stunned. Xi Qingning. Sigh, he had almost forgotten that Lao Fu was dating Xi Qingning.

The two chatted for a while while leaning on the railing. Half an hour later, Jiang Ling, with his sharp eyes, was the first to spot the car that had driven onto the viewing platform.

A rare glimpse into the romance of renowned monk Fu Qingyan!

He excitedly pulled Chen Siqi over, and the two of them, with four eyes, stared at the open car door, some openly and some pretending to be casual.

Fu Qingyan got out of the car first, and the man strode around to the passenger side to open the door.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ling excitedly shook Chen Siqi's arm vigorously and urged in a low voice, "Look, look!"

The passenger door opened, and out stepped another young man who looked somewhat familiar.

“It’s him.” Jiang Ling clearly still remembered that exquisite face.

He sighed regretfully, "Sigh, I thought I'd see—"

Before the words were even finished, Fu Qingyan, who was not far away, raised his hand and smoothed the messy hair by the man's ear. After tidying it up, he also touched the man's fair face.

Their intimate posture and natural movements clearly indicated that this wasn't the first time they'd done this, and that they were clearly not just ordinary friends.

Jiang Ling's eyes widened in surprise.

He was curious about what it was like for Monk Fu to be in a relationship, but wasn't this particular person a little off?!

"I knew he and Xi Qingning were having an affair!"

Hearing Jiang Ling's resolute voice, Chen Siqi, who was frowning in shock, was shocked again. Was this the key point?

"No, I need to find out what's going on between him and Xi Qingning!"

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