Chapter 68 Chapter 68

After not wearing normal clothes for a long time, Fu Yian still felt a little uncomfortable.

As if being restrained, Fu Yian forced himself to suppress the discomfort.

The expensive handmade shirt adds a layer of coolness and elegance to Fu Yi'an's outfit.

Yu Cheng hugged him from behind, lowered his head and rubbed Fu Yian's neck with his nose.

"I still like my brother in his pajamas."

Now he wants to touch his brother's soft muscles and has to unbutton the troublesome buttons.

Fu Yian slapped his hand away and said, "Let's go."

Yu Cheng followed him and asked, "Brother, will you still live here with me in the future?"

Fu Yian thought he talked too much and just hummed casually.

Yu Cheng seemed to be in the mood to chat, and asked, "Will brother still live in my room after he returns home?"

"The master bedroom is bigger." Fu Yian said concisely.

Yu Cheng asked in a different way: "If I go on a business trip, will my brother sleep in my bed?"

"Um."

"Will my brother only praise me in the future?"

"Can."

Seeing the impatience hidden on Fu Yian's face, Yu Cheng's smile grew wider and wider.

He has always known that his brother hated to answer these unimportant questions, but every time he heard Fu Yi'an's response, Yu Cheng's joy in his heart reached a new level.

It turns out that his brother is only patient with him.

"So when we get on the plane and have time, will my brother do that with me?"

Fu Yian didn't even think about it and nodded subconsciously.

Three seconds later, he suddenly raised his head and said, "No..."

Yu Cheng lowered his head and kissed Fu Yi'an's lips, blocking all his words of defense in his throat.

"My brother promised..."

*

After the plane was flying smoothly, before Fu Yian could say a word, Yu Cheng carried him from the front seat to the big bed in the compartment.

Fu Yian was held down after feeling dizzy.

"Um...Yu Cheng, get up!"

The opponent's powerful action reminded Fu Yi'an of the pain he felt that night, and he struggled subconsciously.

The windows on the plane were closed, with only a dim table lamp at the head of the bed.

Fu Yian raised his arm, and a bottled object was suddenly stuffed into his palm.

A familiar gentle voice came: "Don't be afraid, brother."

…

Only after Fu Yian walked out of the airport did he understand why Yu Cheng had specifically emphasized that he could have a good rest at night after landing.

If Yu Cheng hadn't been by his side supporting him tightly at this moment, Fu Yian wasn't sure if he could stand up and walk.

The indescribable area behind my body felt very uncomfortable. It wasn't as painful as the first time, but it was not uncomfortable either.

Fu Yian got into the car with a sullen face. The driver in charge was Lao Hei, who had always stayed in the country with Yu Cheng.

Although he was big in stature, he was quick to sense the storm hidden under the calm in the back seat and did not dare to say hello to his boss.

Yu Cheng served Fu Yian diligently, almost holding him in the palm of his hand.

Fu Yian still didn't look happy with Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng is willing to work hard and never complain.

This time I was prepared for everything and my brother was not hurt.

but--

Well, he forgot to prepare a change of clothes.

My brother loves to keep things clean the most, so it's reasonable to be angry with him.

At this moment, Fu Yian felt like he was about to explode if he moved the slightest.

Even though he took a shower on the plane, he didn't change his clothes. His strong obsession with cleanliness made him very unhappy.

Wearing dirty clothes is weird, but not wearing them is even weirder.

Fu Yian had no choice but to hold his nose and put on the dirty clothes.

As soon as he got home, Fu Yian quickly went into the bathroom.

Yu Cheng had no idea how many times he had been locked outside the bathroom.

He touched his nose and waited obediently outside the door.

*

The next morning, Fu Yian appeared in his office on time.

He could no longer tolerate Yu Cheng; this kind of relationship between them was simply wrong.

He himself could not love a man.

He must find a way to make Yu Cheng sober. Indulging in physical desires will not have good results.

Fu Yian was thinking.

But the plot never describes Yu Cheng's feelings. Even though there are many women around him, none of them is special.

Although he seemed to be affectionate, he never cared about anyone, which made Fu Yi'an completely clueless.

The plot has collapsed to this point, and Fu Yian can only take it one step at a time.

He hadn't been back to Fu's for a long time, so he simply held a morning meeting.

As soon as the meeting was over, his phone rang.

It was a call from Meng Xiaoyuan from Tianyuan Group.

Fu Yian was stunned for a moment, then he thought of Meng Qingqing who had been taken away by Yu Cheng for a long time.

Thinking of Meng Qingqing, Fu Yi'an's expression paused slightly.

It seems that Yu Cheng is not hopeless?

There are so many female protagonists in the story, maybe there is one that Yu Cheng likes?

Thinking of that possibility, Fu Yian didn't feel relieved at all.

He picked up the phone and a middle-aged man's deep voice came from the receiver.

"Mr. Fu! I haven't contacted you for a long time!"

Fu Yian greeted him and said, "Well, I went abroad for a while a few days ago."

He has a good relationship with Mr. Meng and they have always cooperated. He is a serious and down-to-earth entrepreneur, which is rare nowadays.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Meng Xiaoyuan didn't bother to be polite with Fu Yian, "Actually, the reason I contacted you this time is because of my daughter."

Meng Xiaoyuan sighed fiercely: "Mr. Fu, you also know that Qingqing has always admired you. She went to work at Fu's just to learn from you."

"She is a little girl and she is unfamiliar with the place where Mr. Yu is. Why not let her go back to Fu's?"

Fu Yian didn't think that Meng Qingqing admired him in any way, but Meng Xiaoyuan's intention was quite obvious, and he couldn't help but give Meng Xiaoyuan face.

A thought flashed through Fu Yian's mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Okay, Mr. Meng, I will contact Secretary Meng later and will try my best to follow her advice."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Fu!"