Chapter 48 Reciprocity

Fu Yian sat aside and listened to Field telling their love story.

From the unconscious resistance at the beginning to calmly listening to the love between two men.

Fu Yian's eyes were cold and his brows were sharp as blades, and he would occasionally show regret for Lal's experience.

He unconsciously held Yu Cheng's hand back.

At least when he was around, he would try his best to prevent Yu from getting hurt.

Lal was a little tired on the field. He couldn't do high-intensity exercise after the injury, so he swapped positions with other friends and left the field.

He looked around, quickly found Field's location, and walked over.

Fu Yian also noticed the slightly thin Lal walking towards him.

Field stood up from his seat and gave Lal a big hug with open arms.

"That's great, dear."

As if the hug was not enough, Field gave Lal an intimate kiss on the face.

Although Lal was a bit introverted, he tolerated Field's affection towards him in front of outsiders.

Fu Yian's gaze calmly shifted towards the court.

Even though she knew that they had a deep relationship, Fu Yian still couldn't get used to a man being so intimate.

The two didn't hug for long.

Field pulled a chair over and asked Lal to sit down, and introduced him to Fu Yian, whom he had just met.

Lal said in a soft but polite voice: "Hello."

He sat between Fu Yian and Field, subconsciously protecting Field behind him.

Even though Field was nearly twice as strong as him.

It should be a habit developed since childhood.

When talking about the fact that Fu Yian and Fu Yian were brothers, Lal's eyes lit up.

"I am Field's brother too." There was still some nostalgia in his voice: "When he was little, he called me brother every day, but now he doesn't call me that anymore."

Field put his hands on Lar's shoulders and said, "Who said that? You were the one who didn't let me scream in bed."

Lal's face turned red instantly, and he quickly raised his hand to cover Field's mouth.

Fu Yian was stunned for a moment before he realized what Field said, and his expression looked a little unnatural.

He frowned and quickly said goodbye to Field and the others.

Field enthusiastically invited Fu Yi'an to visit his home, but Fu Yi'an politely declined.

After everyone left the beach, Field looked at Lal beside him.

"Boss, they..."

Lal stared at Fu Yian and his partner's holding hands and thought for a while.

"The boss should have a chance."

Although Mr. Fu looked somewhat homophobic, he clearly did not dislike his boss.

Field scratched his head. He obviously didn't understand this.

"It's a pity that we are the only couple in our group, otherwise we could find others to discuss how to help the boss."

*

Fu Yian always felt that something was fishy.

But he couldn't catch that fleeting moment.

Facing the setting sun, he was wearing a thin white shirt with the casually open collar revealing his fair and clean neck.

Yu Cheng lowered his eyes, looked at the person beside him, and suddenly said: "Brother, don't you like those two people?"

Fu Yian stopped and said in a deep voice, "No."

"I just felt something was wrong."

Yu Cheng's body stiffened, but he quickly covered it up.

Could it be that his little trick was discovered?

Or did we ask them to act too hard this afternoon?

He already knew that his brother was very sensitive and he shouldn't have tested him like this.

Fu Yian thought about it carefully.

He was clearly wearing a stallion novel. No matter how outrageous it was, a homosexual couple shouldn't appear in front of the protagonist, right?

Is it possible that the plot has collapsed and it is unwatchable?

It seems to be so. After all, Yu Cheng has not interfered much in Fu's business until now.

Fu Yian looked at Yu Cheng beside him and said, "I don't hate them. Their relationship is really admirable."

Yu Cheng’s black eyes are deep.

Fu Yian reflected on himself: "I was too prejudiced before."

He walked forward and his arm was suddenly pulled.

Fu Yian lowered his head and realized that his hand was still being held by Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng was unwilling to let go.

Fu Yian had no choice but to follow him. While he was pondering the plot in his mind, he was led back by Yu Cheng.

*

After returning to the manor and taking a shower, Fu Yian sat on the bed and read today's news.

Yan Qi, who stayed in Milan, reported his work to him on time every day, and Fu Yian would take a look at it before going to bed.

The Fu family is now very stable, so there won't be any big problems even if he's not at the headquarters for a short period of time.

There were a lot of messages in the list. Fu Yian ignored the relatives who were concerned about him and saw an unexpected message.

It was sent by his cousin Fu Yishao.

Fu Yishao: "My dad asked me to go to Vancouver to discuss a business. Do you have a place to stay there?"

He doesn't like staying in hotels, but his family doesn't have a house in the city he's going to.

Fu Yian thought about it and gave him a contact method.

"This is the butler of a villa over there. You can contact him there. There are also drivers and cars."

Fu Yishao quickly thanked him.

Fu Yian read a few more messages, many of which came from Yu Cheng's CY Capital.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Yu Cheng walked to the bed with a towel on his head, and sat skillfully on the cashmere carpet close to Fu Yian.

Fu Yian could only put down his phone and help Yu Cheng wipe his hair.

"Will you get tired if you just lift your hands and do it a few times?"

Fu Yian reprimanded him.

Yu Cheng felt very comfortable being rubbed by Fu Yian and he squinted his eyes and enjoyed it.

"able."

"I want my brother to wipe it."

Fu Yian's lips curled up.

Hair dries quickly in summer. Yu Cheng threw the towel aside and moved next to Fu Yian.

Fu Yian wanted to take a closer look at his work, but Yu Cheng threw his cell phone onto the cabinet on his side.

"Brother is sleeping."

A body with a familiar scent approached Fu Yian, raised his arms and held him in his arms.

Yu Cheng's body temperature was too high, like a furnace, and Fu Yian tried to push him away but failed.

With his palm on Yu Cheng's chest, Fu Yian suddenly pinched it for no apparent reason.

"It's a good practice."

Yu Cheng was stunned for a second, and the tips of his ears quickly turned red.

Fu Yian calmed down and realized what he had done. He coughed awkwardly.

"I have also trained my chest muscles, but the effect was not very good."

Yu Cheng opened his mouth.

"Would you like me to touch you again?"

Fu Yian closed his eyes and just wanted to bang his head against the wall and die.

He turned his back to Yu Cheng, covered himself with the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "No need."

Yu Cheng walked over, raised his body and leaned over to whisper in Fu Yi'an's ear: "Are you really not going to touch me anymore?"

"Brother, I will let you touch me obediently."

"I won't tell anyone."

The deep voice floated into Fu Yi'an's ears, making his whole face turn red.

After a while, he could no longer bear it, so he lifted the quilt and glared at Yu Cheng who was smiling.

"Sleep!"

Yu Cheng's dark eyes were full of innocence: "It's courtesy in return, I'll touch my brother's and then go to sleep."