Become a rival virtual lover

Chapter 103 Only you.

The moment the soft touch covered his lips, Qin Yan opened his eyes.

The eyes are Fu Yueting's magnified eyebrows.

Fu Yueting's eyelids trembled slightly, and his long and thin eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, which suppressed the anxiety hidden deep in his eyes.

He moved slowly, and the hand holding Qin Yan's face was stiff and painful, but he never made any further progress.

It's not just a kiss.

It was a trial full of expectations.

Fu Yueting even breathed lightly, and even though his clattering heartbeat had long been out of rhythm, he did not make any sound to urge him.He was worried that any movement of air at this moment would disturb Qin Yan.

Until the time passed by every minute and every second.

The short but long wait made Fu Yueting's expectation more difficult to maintain.

"Qin—"

Just a second before he opened his eyes.

Qin Yan raised his hand to press on the back of his head, exerting a little force, turning the ambiguous kiss into a hug.

Fu Yueting's arm was forced to press on his chest, but he ignored it: "Qin Yan?"

Qin Yan stroked the broken hair behind his ear with his thumb, and the repeated silence was enough to explain the hesitation at the moment.

Fu Yueting's voice came again soon.

"What do you think of my suggestion this time?"

Qin Yan stopped with his fingertips.

He let go and looked at Fu Yueting.

Fu Yueting asked: "Do you want to try?"

Qin Yan's eyes were full of complexity.

Since the relationship was clarified, Fu Yueting has been pressing hard every step of the way, but he admits that he gave Fu Yueting too much room for manipulation.

It's because he didn't reject it thoroughly enough.

It's him who keeps them in loops for unnecessary situations.

Why not thorough enough.

Why do you soften your heart again and again.

This was a question he hadn't thought about deeply.

To this day, Fu Yueting forced his silence, and put this question in front of him frankly and firmly.

"Fu Yueting."

Only saying this name, Qin Yan paused.

Fu Yueting's heart sank severely during this pause.

He tried to ignore the bad feeling that was rising spontaneously, and struggled with the only shaky hope left.

But he couldn't wait any longer, so he could only clenched his fists, using the tingling pain in his palm to call back his reason, and asked again in a trembling voice.

"Give it a try?"

Qin Yan's hesitation ended here.

He held Fu Yueting's shoulder and distanced himself.

He looked at Fu Yueting's eyes, at his reflection that seemed to exist forever in these eyes.

The answer was easily said by him: "Okay."

Finally hearing Qin Yan's affirmative answer, Fu Yueting was suddenly in a daze.

He asked in a daze, "You agree?"

Before Qin Yan could speak, he suddenly clasped Qin Yan's wrist tightly: "You agreed!"

The surprise that burst out in his eyes was radiant.

Qin Yan didn't realize that he was also affected by his emotions, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips: "Yes."

Hearing Qin Yan's reaffirmation, Fu Yueting was instantly overwhelmed by explosive ecstasy.

He blurted out: "Then can I kiss you?"

Qin Yan frowned slightly.

Would this be a little too fast.

"I--"

However, he couldn't even utter the first word of his words, and was blocked by Fu Yueting's enthusiasm rushing out of his chest.

Qin Yan was knocked back by him and took half a step back, leaning against the door frame, only in time to hold him in his arms, the first city gate had already been lost.

Fortunately, Fu Yueting was sick and hadn't recovered yet, and in the end he didn't take any real action because of his lack of energy.

After a while, Qin Yan half-supported and half-carried him back to the hospital bed.

Fu Yueting sat down with a sullen face, consciously making a fool of himself, so he changed the subject: "Are you busy with anything recently?"

Qin Yan glanced at him: "I will accompany you until you are discharged from the hospital."

Fu Yueting deliberately drove the memory out of his mind, and raised the corners of his lips when he heard the words: "After I am discharged from the hospital, I can go to accompany you."

"Accompany me?"

Fu Yueting said, "I'll move to live with you."

Qin Yan's eyebrows moved again.

When he promised to give it a try, he hadn't thought about moving in so soon.

"Your headache symptoms are getting worse. If you continue like this, your body will wear down sooner or later." Seeing the subtle changes in his expression, Fu Yueting remained calm, "I'm very worried about you."

Qin Yancai said: "Don't worry, there will be a solution in the future."

"There is a solution now." Fu Yueting raised his hand to hold Qin Yan's palm, "I will move in with you, at least you don't have to worry about insomnia."

Qin Yan glanced down and let him move: "We'll talk about this matter after you get out of the hospital."

Fu Yueting knew that there was no rush for this matter, so he didn't ask further: "Okay."

Just as the conversation stopped, a nurse came in and inserted a needle for infusion.

When she was hanging the water, she saw the hands of the two people holding each other, so she couldn't help but look at it twice more, and then secretly went to see Qin Yan, secretly guessing the relationship between Mr. Fu and this handsome man who also had a lot of aura, but she looked up again after she was busy. , looking into Fu Yueting's sharp black eyes, he took a step back in fright.

Fu Yueting's usual voice was also deep and cold: "What are you looking at?"

"I..." The nurse swallowed against Fu Yueting's sharp gaze, and subconsciously cast her eyes on Qin Yan for help.

Qin Yan said: "Go and do your work first."

The nurse fled out of the ward as if she had received an amnesty.

Fu Yueting looked at her back, slowly turned to Qin Yan, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of her?"

Qin Yan was walking to the sofa on the other side of the hospital bed, and asked, "Who?"

Fu Yueting's tone sounded quite calm: "That nurse."

Qin Yan asked again: "What's wrong with the nurse?"

Fu Yueting said in a low voice: "You were protecting her just now, and now you are asking me what's wrong..."

Qin Yan didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

Fu Yueting suddenly remembered something: "I remember you said before that there are others who can help you with your insomnia."

Qin Yan, who was about to sit down, looked up at him.

Fu Yueting's questioning was filtered through layers of lack of confidence and eyes, and turned into a dry question: "Is that person... a man or a woman?"

Qin Yan didn't expect that he would still remember this sentence, which was just mentioned casually.

Did not hear the answer, Fu Yueting immediately became nervous, only his expression still seemed to be cold: "This person is very close to you?"

Having been together day and night for so long, Qin Yan can more or less guess what he really thinks.

"No one else."

Fu Yueting was startled.

Qin Yan looked at him with a faint smile: "Only you."

-

At noon, Han Feng called to say that he and Jian Xue were going to stay at home to pack their things, but they couldn't make it, and they didn't return to the hospital until the afternoon.

He has already booked a ticket for tomorrow, and Jian Xue plans to see him off tomorrow, so she is not in a hurry to leave.

When dinner was about to be ready, Song Jingming also arrived.

The moment he saw Fu Yueting, Song Jingming was stunned.

After observing furtively for a long time, he surreptitiously pulled Qin Yan over and asked like a thief: "Old Qin, is there something wrong with Fu Yueting's face? Like nerve damage?"

"what?"

"Didn't you see it!" Song Jingming couldn't believe it, "It's quite obvious, Fu Yueting laughed all the time tonight. Let me tell you, this is absolutely abnormal!"

Qin Yan: "..."

He didn't want to listen any more, so he turned and went to the kitchen.

The food is out of the pan.

As before, the three of Song Jingming ate in the outer lounge, and Qin Yan stayed in the ward with Fu Yueting.

Song Jingming's heart was not dead, he walked to the door of the ward with a bowl, and was waiting for the two to have another round of bargaining, but he only waited for silence.

He didn't realize until he had eaten half of the food inside. He was really puzzled, returned to his seat, and slapped Han Feng sideways.

"Uncle Han, when did Lao Qin become so patient and still feed Fu Yueting now?"

Han Feng waved his hand, not paying attention: "The two of them have always had a good relationship, so what's the point of feeding them?"

Song Jingming: "...I never saw him feed me."

"You are in good health and not sick." Han Feng said with a smile, "Yue Ting is different from you. He may be weak. You are always hospitalized, which is really distressing."

Song Jingming pouted.

I have never heard of Fu Yueting being hospitalized before, who would have thought that he became weak and sick recently.

Han Feng added: "Actually, this is quite good. Qin Yan can't always be so cold and cold. Now that he wants to learn how to take care of others, it will be easier to get married in the future."

The corners of Song Jingming's curled mouth twitched slightly.

Sometimes it was difficult for him to keep up with Han Feng's rhythm, and he didn't understand how the topic brought up marriage again.

But now that he mentioned this point, Han Feng's chatterbox gradually opened up: "Jingming, I'm going back tomorrow, you need to bother to help Qin Yan pay attention, anyway, first introduce someone to get to know each other, maybe it will be successful !"

Song Jingming agreed with a dry smile.

-

All conversations in the lounge were blocked by the closed glass doors.

Fu Yueting was halfway through eating, and pulled Qin Yan to sit opposite him: "You eat first."

Qin Yan was still holding his spoon in his hand: "What about you?"

Fu Yueting said, "I'll do it myself."

But he still wants to keep benefits for his future self, so the posture of eating is very inspirational.

Cooperating with the stop and go, when Qin Yan finished his meal, he seemed to have just dug out two or three spoonfuls.

Seeing this, Qin Yan simply took his bowl.

Fu Yueting pursed his lips to suppress his smile, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Han Feng who was chatting with Song Jingming outside the door, his eyes paused slightly.

"Open your mouth."

Fu Yueting came back to his senses, only to see that the spoon was already in front of his lips.

Qin Yan said, "What are you thinking about?"

Fu Yueting swallowed the meal first, and said truthfully: "I'm thinking, if we get to the end, how should we tell Uncle Han about this?"

Qin Yan put the second spoonful of rice into Fu Yueting's mouth, and said softly: "I will consider these, and you can just focus on healing your illness."

Fu Yueting knew that he would never target without purpose, and since he said this, it meant that he would really do it, so he couldn't help but sit up slowly: "Have you really considered telling Uncle Han?"

"Ah."

Seeing the undisguised joy in Fu Yueting's eyes, Qin Yan added, "The premise is that our relationship can really go to the end."

Fu Yueting didn't seem to hear this emphasis.

His smile had melted into his body long before he said a word, running through his veins.

"Qin Yan."

"Ok?"

Fu Yueting looked straight at him and said softly, "I want to kiss you."

"You—" Qin Yan stopped in place, looked at Fu Yueting, and frowned, "Be more serious."

Fu Yueting pursed his lips and glanced at the three people outside the glass door.

If no one was there, he would have wanted to be a little more serious.

Outside the door, Song Jingming saw him looking over and hurriedly waved to the two, trying to get rid of Uncle Han's way of marriage.

Jian Xue was also drowsy after hearing this, and quickly got up to clean up the table.

Han Feng had no choice but to give up.

Because he was leaving the next day, he chatted with a few people for a long time worryingly.

After nightfall, everyone went back to rest.

Qin Yan shared a bed with Fu Yueting as usual.

Song Jingming sent Jian Xue to the hotel next to the hospital and came back. Seeing Qin Yan sleeping with Fu Yueting in his arms, he was not surprised for a long time. After washing, he also pushed away the next room and fell asleep.

The next day, after sending Han Feng to the station, Qin Yan and Song Jingming sent Jian Xue back to the company before returning to the hospital.

When he walked into the ward, Song Jingming thought of Han Feng's instructions yesterday, and said to Qin Yan, "By the way, Uncle Han asked me to introduce you to a young woman of marriageable age."

After all, it was Han Feng's intentional confession, so he mentioned it anyway, so that Qin Yan knew what to do, and he would be able to meet Han Feng in the future.Because in a few days, he might not be able to remember it.

And unlike Qin Yan, he has a rich and colorful social network, introducing a few girls is a piece of cake, not to mention that as long as Qin Yan is really interested, it is not difficult to find a girlfriend or wife.

"If you're free, why don't I set up a game, let's all come out and get together, if you have a good eye, I'll make an appointment for you—"

Halfway through the speech, Song Jingming suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from behind.

He subconsciously turned his face away, and looked directly at Fu Yueting.

Fu Yueting looked at him, his expression was as cold as usual, but his dark eyes seemed to be shining with a cold light, and his sharp eyes were like invisible ice knives scratching his face, making Song Jingming shut his mouth tightly, secretly guessing where he was Offended this uncertain Lord.

Qin Yan didn't notice the movements of the two of them.

After entering the door, he also quickly saw Fu Yueting.

The intimidating eyes that made Song Jingming's scalp tingle disappeared from Fu Yueting's eyes in an instant.

Fu Yueting turned to Qin Yan: "You are back."

Song Jingming: "..."

Hey, there is a big living person here!

Qin Yan nodded slightly to Fu Yueting, and then said to Song Jingming, "You don't need to introduce me."

Song Jingming was keenly aware of the unusual tone in his tone: "Why, could it be that you have a date?"

"Ah."

Qin Yan didn't feel the need to conceal Song Jingming.

"What?" Hearing his affirmation unexpectedly, Song Jing resisted the urge to whistle, "Who? When? Why don't I know?!"

Qin Yan said, "You also know this person."

"Oh?" Song Jingming chased after him, "Who is it?"

"Fu Yueting."

Hearing this name, Song Jingming's curiosity froze on his face, and his mind went blank: "... Who are you talking about?"

"it's me."

A familiar cold voice sounded.

It was Fu Yueting who answered this sentence on behalf of Qin Yan.

Song Jingming continued to walk forward in dazed shock.

As a result, he stepped on the right foot with his left foot, and fell to the ground with a standard action of dog chewing shit.