Yan Qing & Zhan Wuyou
Yan Qing plans to take Wuyou abroad for a while.
Not for anything else, mainly because I want to choose a memorable place to propose in the future.
It's just that he watched it over and over for several rounds, either he felt that this place was boring, or that there were too many people proposing marriage there, and in the end there were some slightly unpopular ones, which he simply and rudely classified as Xiao Wuyou, who was not worthy of him.
This is how he picks and chooses, and he despises all the slightly famous places on the entire earth plate.
Zhan Wuyou knew that Yan Qing was going to take him on a trip early on.
After all, the two lived together, and Yan Qing couldn't guard against it, so she simply said that she wanted to take him out to play, but didn't mention the marriage proposal.
It's just that it's been half a month since Yan Qing said that she would take him out to play, and she didn't hear him mention it again. It really doesn't fit Yan Qing's vigorous and resolute style.
"Aren't you hard to choose where to go?" Zhan Wuyou lay on the sofa in the company, and the black coffee table in front was filled with all kinds of snacks.
It's all fed by Yan's staff, thanks to Lord Zhan for suppressing Lord Yan's outburst with his own strength.
Zhan Wuyou ate without any psychological pressure, while chatting with Yan Qing who was at work, "How about I give you a suggestion?"
The pen in Yan Qing's hand stopped.
If you like it worry-free, it is naturally the best.
Yan Qing asked, "Where are you going?"
Zhan Wuyou clapped his hands and got up from the sofa. He walked around his desk with a light figure, and suggested, "Why don't you go to the island? You can go fishing and barbecue." As he spoke, he began to digress, "Uncle urged me several times, the old king resigned Just next month, I thought that if I don’t run away, people should come after me.”
Yan Qing felt a sense of crisis, "Joan didn't hold on to uncle?"
Zhan Wuyou spread his hands, "How can he be stable with uncle, as far as his pile of romantic history is concerned, uncle is willing to try with him, and he is so happy that he held a banquet for a month. The latest banquet, there are not many people going there. one."
Yan Qing, "Why?"
"There's no reason," Zhan Wuyou said with a toothless look, "I'll torture the dog when I go there, and I'll even send a book written by himself—to my dearest Wu."
Yan Qing, "..."
Yan Qing, who was on the verge of worrying about the proposal, felt that she had lost.
Writing a book for a loved one, this one sounds amazing!
Love makes people blind, even Yan Ye, who once scared off a lot of big shots, is no exception.
He pondered for a while, then said, "Is that book available in China?"
Zhan Wuyou paused suspiciously, then looked at him meaningfully for a while, and said slowly, "If you want... There is a box in the warehouse at home, all sent by Joan."
Yan Qing decided to read it carefully at night.
But before that, he secretly contacted the housekeeper on the island under the pretext of going out to a meeting, and asked them to buy a series of powerful salutes, fireworks and fresh flowers, as long as they are needed for a marriage proposal, they will all come with a set!
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Since it was decided to propose on the island, the company's affairs naturally had to be sidelined.
The butler acted swiftly, and all the goods were purchased by the evening.
Yan Qing felt more confident.
When the first ray of sunlight shines into the room in the morning, it pulls people out of bed.
"What's wrong?" Zhan Wuyou was sleepy, he touched his phone and looked at it, "It's only half past five, sleep a little longer." He was about to fall down.
Yan Qing hugged him and pulled him up again. "Let's go to the island now." He took out the excuse he had already thought up, "Don't you want to go fishing in the sea? It's just right now, come on, I'll dress you and stretch out your hand."
Zhan Wuyou let Yan Qing dress him sleepily. Immediately afterwards, he lightened his body and opened his eyes again to the bathroom.
Before the line of sight could focus on the mirror in front of him, the toothbrush was handed to his hand.
Yan Qing's level of caring for others has been sublimated during Wuyou's illness, and now it is even more smooth.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to take a sandwich from the kitchen and stuff it into Zhan Wuyou's hand.
When Zhan Wuyou boarded the plane, he was still dozing off.
The San Mingye in his hand had already been opened by Yan Qing and moved to his lips.
He subconsciously took a bite, his eyes blurred.
The two had a fight late last night, and it was already two o'clock in the morning when they fell asleep.
However, Yan Qing seemed to be on drugs, calling him up at five o'clock in the morning.
As the bearer, Zhan Wuyou was a little bit overwhelmed, and wanted to give Yan Qing a good meal in his heart, so that he could also experience the pain of lack of sleep afterwards.
It's a pity that this idea gradually blurred under his sleepy nerves.
With a mouthful of Sanmingye still in his mouth, he leaned against Yan Qing's shoulder and fell asleep again in a daze.
When I opened my eyes again, the map had already been changed.
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The wind and shadow on the island are still there, and the delicate sandy beach in the distance is gently washed by the sea, and some naughty seafood is brought up from time to time. Then he was thrown back by the security guards patrolling the shore.
The tropical trees on both sides are particularly flamboyant, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.
He got off the bed, walked to the balcony, and took a deep breath of the air here.
The faint smell of seafood mixed with the scent of tropical flowers wafted through his nostrils, and he probed for a while. There were a few Filipino maids by the beach who were doing something, but Yan Qing was nowhere to be seen.
He looked around on the balcony for a while, seeing that he couldn't find anyone, he leisurely went downstairs.
"You're awake." The butler was waiting at the stairs early in the morning. When he saw Zhan Wuyou coming down, he immediately greeted him. "The food is hot. You have slept for three hours. Do you need to eat something first?"
Zhan Wuyou looked around, but did not find Yan Qing, so he couldn't help asking, "Where is Yan Qing?"
The butler smiled and said, "The master is by the beach and is preparing the ingredients for the barbecue."
"Oh?" Zhan Wuyou walked to the dining table, sat down slowly, and looked up at the butler.
The butler smiled back.
Zhan Wuyou didn't expose his lie. After all, when he was standing on the balcony, he even took a few glances at the beach, and there was no sign of Yan Qing there.
But the housekeeper dared to tell such a lie, most of it was instructed by Yan Qing.
Thinking of this, he stopped the dishes that were brought up one after another, "I can't eat so much by myself, so call Yan Qing and ask him to come back for dinner."
"Okay." The butler quietly retreated after answering, presumably to call Yan Qing.
Zhan Wuyou ate his meal slowly, not in a hurry.
About ten minutes later, Yan Qing entered the room.
He was wearing a white vest with a pair of black shorts underneath, looking extremely casual.
Zhan Wuyou had never seen him wearing a vest. Especially his recent muscle training has returned a lot. Dressed like this, the line connecting the shoulders and neck is extremely sexy, and the muscles in the arms are full and just right. He should have done some physical work before, and there is still sweat on his body... Muscles, sweat, such a picture is too suggestive, Zhan Wuyou can't help but think of it How this man sprinted with his arms around himself last night.
My ears are starting to burn...
Yan Qing sat next to him without knowing it, and her tone was a little arrogant, "Are you looking for me? You miss me so much when you don't see me for a while?"
Zhan Wuyou was bewildered, and leaned over to suck Yan Qing's neck.
Yan Qing had already picked up the chopsticks, ready to fill her stomach, but was disturbed by Zhan Wuyou's movement, and the chopsticks stopped in mid-air.
Zhan Wuyou held his hand holding the chopsticks with a full smile, opened his mouth to enclose one end of his chopsticks, took a sip, and said slightly vaguely, "I'm afraid that I won't see you when I wake up."
The last three words were spoken lightly and softly, as if she was acting coquettishly or begging for pleasure.
The butler had quietly retreated the moment Zhan Wuyou approached Yan Qing, and even kicked out all the servants at home. Give the two of you some alone time together.
Yan Qing's eyes looked like a large carnivore that had been hungry for a long time.
He reached out and fiddled with Zhan Wuyou's hair, and said in a low voice, "Do you still want to eat well? If you want to eat, just let go."
Zhan Wuyou bit his chopsticks and shook his head.
Yan Qing's hand moved down his neck... Thinking that he had only eaten a mouthful of Sanmingye all morning, she gritted her teeth and endured it, but her voice was already hoarse, "If you don't relax, this meal won't be edible. gone."
Zhan Wuyou couldn't appreciate Yan Qing's good intentions.
The tip of his red tongue wrapped around the chopsticks lightly, leaving slippery water stains on the wooden chopsticks, he sucked back and forth twice, and looked at Yan Qing provocatively.
It's all like this, if you don't give him a bad look, you are simply not a man!
Yan Qing directly pulled him up from the chair.
Zhan Wuyou followed his strength and sat on Yan Qing's lap.
The two of them sat facing each other, their bodies close to each other, and each could feel the excitement of the other.
Yan Qing stroked his lips vaguely, and said, "Don't eat, order something else."
The two unlocked the table play.