Chapter 91

Feeling the movement of the other hand, Yu Cheng raised the corners of his lips and held his fingers tightly.

My brother is still so soft-hearted...

If you act a little pitiful, your brother will offer himself to you.

He lowered his head slightly, and was stunned when he saw Fu Yian's watery eyes.

A flash of infatuation passed through his eyes, and Yu Cheng suddenly quickened his pace, holding Fu Yian's hand and quickly walked into the elevator.

He neglected it.

My brother is so beautiful tonight.

Yu Cheng didn't want anyone to see his brother like this.

The moment the elevator door closed and the two walked into the hallway, Yu Cheng pressed him against the wall and covered his lips before Fu Yian could say anything.

The emotion in her eyes turned into tears before it could be expressed, and slid down the corners of her eyes under the suffocating kiss.

As their breaths intertwined, Yu Cheng let out a low laugh.

When Fu Yian heard his laughter, he felt as if his cheeks were burning.

It’s… so shameful.

An active kiss is like exposing everything about yourself to another person. This feeling of unreserved exposure makes Fu Yian's entire brain buzz.

It's totally not suitable for him...

As his strength weakened, Fu Yian slid down slowly with his back pressed against the wall, and then his waist fell into a pair of strong arms.

When his palm touched Fu Yian's overly warm back, Yu Cheng's eyes darkened and regret emerged in his eyes.

He bent down and picked him up gently, placing him on the sofa covered with a soft blanket. He raised his hand and covered Fu Yi'an's forehead: "It's all my fault for being so careless. I forgot that my brother still had a fever."

Fu Yian was already dizzy from the kiss, and at this moment he could hardly hear what Yu Cheng said.

Hearing Yu Cheng's self-blaming tone, he subconsciously took Yu Cheng's hand on his forehead and patted it soothingly.

"I don't blame you."

Yu Cheng paused.

“Brother…”

He sighed softly.

How could he let go of such a good person?

*

Yu Cheng called the family doctor to give Fu Yi'an an IV at home, and then finished some work on Fu Yi'an's mobile phone before looking at the long string of voice messages sent by Fu Yishao to Fu Yi'an.

He didn't click on any of the messages, but instead curled the corners of his lips, pressed the record button and sent a voice message to Fu Yishao.

"Do you really want to go back to Vancouver on business?"

Yu Cheng deleted the several unread voice messages from Fu Yishao with a smile, and no more messages came from the other side.

He quickly finished the work that could not be delayed, and when he returned to the master bedroom, Fu Yian had finished the infusion and was lying on the bed in a deep sleep.

The light was a soft warm color. Fu Yian was lying on his side on the soft bed, with the quilt covering his neck, half of his face buried in the soft pillow, and his hair slightly messy.

The usually serious and cold aura was dispelled by the sickly blush on her face, making her look fragile and petite.

Fu Yian was of slim figure to begin with, and at this moment most of his body was buried in the quilt, giving Yu Cheng a feeling of vulnerability, as if he could be easily protected in his hands.

Yu Cheng sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to gently play with Fu Yian's soft hair.

Her fingertips brushed across his long eyelashes and gently touched the fatigue in Fu Yian's eyes.

"Thank you, brother, for protecting me for so long."

"I won't make my brother so tired again."

In fact, Yu Cheng himself couldn't explain what love was.

However, Yu Cheng knew that his brother only needed to stand at the highest point and look down on everyone.

Everything else, including status, power and money, he would respectfully offer to his brother with both hands.

He will always hold this person in the highest esteem.

In his sleep, Fu Yian seemed to be addicted to the coolness of the fingertips on his cheeks. He rubbed his dry palms with his soft face and then fell into a deep sleep.

*

Fu Yian felt like he had slept for a long time.

Because of the fever and difficulty breathing, I subconsciously opened my mouth to breathe in air when I slept. Now I only feel a dry and painful throat.

He struggled hard for a long time before slowly opening his eyes.

Although the fever had subsided, my body still felt sore and weak, my cheeks were pale and sickly, and my lips were pale from the fever. I looked extremely weak.

Those clear eyes were filled with thick mist and were full of confusion.

Fu Yian lay flat on the bed for a long time before he remembered what happened before he fell asleep.

He...seemed to have really taken the initiative to kiss Yu Cheng.

There was no rejection as I had imagined, except for shyness and embarrassment.

Even at that time, my body could no longer be controlled...

Fu Yian raised his arms and pressed them against his eyes. He had to admit that he really had desire for Yu Cheng.

It is no longer the most innocent brotherly love.

Fu Yian's worldview that he had held for so many years completely collapsed. He bit his lower lip tightly, but the pain reminded him of the feeling of Yu Cheng'an licking his lips when they were kissing.

Fu Yian quickly released his lips.

As if he had done something bad, he rubbed his lips with his sleeve.

But the feeling can't be wiped off.

Fu Yian closed his eyes in despair, and licked his lips fiercely with the tip of his tongue.

After finally calming down, Fu Yian buried himself in the soft quilt.

He thought about how he took the initiative to hold Yu Cheng's hand last night, and a secret happiness welled up in his eyes, which he himself was not even aware of.

For the first time, Fu Yian had the thought of escaping from the future.

He didn't know what would happen in the future, nor did he know whether the cold-blooded protagonist in the plot would suddenly change one day.

At this moment, at this moment, Fu Yian just wants to stay in the present forever.

*

After Yu Cheng finished his work, he opened the bedroom door and found that Fu Yian was no longer in bed.

Hearing the sound of washing coming from the bathroom on the side, he raised his eyebrows and walked to the door.

"Brother, you woke up so early?"

After Fu Yian rinsed his mouth, he had returned to his usual indifferent self. The fever had subsided and the marks on his body had faded a lot. He still looked weak, but the light in his eyes was very bright.

"There are still a few projects that need to be followed up, and the Huo family's affairs have not been dealt with yet."

He looked at Yu Cheng, his eyes showing seriousness that he himself didn't realize: "CY and Hua Yin still have a long way to go before they can gain a firm foothold in China. I will do my best to help you expand your network."

He didn't want to regard this world as a fiction anymore, he wanted to stay with Yu Cheng forever in the future.

How could he leave when Yu Cheng was so clingy?

As for Yu Cheng's career, he will also devote his greatest energy to maintaining and expanding it.

Fu Yian knew that he was not good at saying soft words, and his subordinates had complained about his cold appearance and being unkind.

He didn't want Yu Cheng to see him that way.

He had already given Yu Cheng the best of everything, and now he just wanted to give him better.

Fu Yian showed Yu Cheng his soft and tender sincerity hidden under his indifference and let him touch it.

When Yu Cheng met Fu Yian's serious eyes, his heart suddenly softened.

A brother who only has eyes for him.

He suddenly said without any context: "So, brother, do you want to be with me?"

The sudden words made Fu Yian look away as if nothing had happened and look towards the clean white sink.

There was clearly nothing on the table, but he looked as if he was observing a work of art and did not move away for a long time.

Air condensation.

The corners of his lips slid down slightly, and his Adam's apple moved. After a long time, until the dark prejudice in Yu Cheng's eyes became more and more obvious, Fu Yian nodded imperceptibly.

The next moment, Fu Yian was pressed into Yu Cheng's arms.

The man was so strong that he almost rubbed Fu Yi'an into his bones and blood.

"So I am my brother's wife now, right?"

These words sounded a little awkward to Fu Yian, but he nodded anyway.

"Um."

"So now I can legitimately and openly chase away all the suitors around my brother, right?"