Contract Couple's Sweet Life

Wei Yuan scolded, "I'll sleep on your lower bed, but I don't know what you do every day. Also, my brother's photo has been discolored by you, shouldn't you consider changing it?"

"We'll see." Yan Chuyang stepped on the pedal to take his book from the top bunk and said: "That picture with the big head smiled very warmly, I like him to smile at me."

Wei Yuan sighed: "Is the warmth of my brother's smile the reason for your crime? Take his innocence as the driving force of your desire, and what about your humanity?! "

Yan Chuyang came down and gave him a kick. The two of them walked out of the dorm and went to class together.

However, the moment they left the dorm, Yan Chuyang was blocked by a luxurious car.

A tall, well-dressed man got out of the car.

"Senior?"

"Chuyang." "Where have you been these past two days?" Soong Huaiqi asked anxiously as he strode toward Yan Chuyang. I came to school to look for you, but you weren't there, and no one answered your phone? "

Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "Sorry, I've been busy these past two days with important things, so I didn't have the time to make a phone call."

Soong Huaiqi was a senior in many years at Gao Yan Chuyang. When Yan Chuyang was in his first year of university, he was already in his third year of graduate school, and now, he had already graduated. It seemed that he inherited the real estate business in his family.

Soong Huaiqi nodded and said with a sigh, "It's good that you're back, but I can't contact you. I'm a bit worried."

Wei Yuan was left to the side, and said somewhat embarrassedly: "Yan Chuyang, let's go. It's almost time for class."

Yan Chuyang replied with an "oh" and said to Soong Huaiqi, "Senior, I'm sorry. I can't miss my professional class. I'll be going to class first."

Soong Huaiqi nodded with a warm smile: "Go, class is more important."

Yan Chuyang acknowledged and was dragged away by Wei Yuan before he could even react.

After walking a long distance, Wei Yuan bumped the boy's shoulder and said, "Hey, I think that Soong Huaiqi is out of place."

Yan Chuyang twitched his mouth, "What's wrong?"

"He comes to find you every few days. Every time he doesn't have anything important to do when he's looking for you, he would laugh and chat with you happily. Does he like you?"

"Pfft — —" Yan Chuyang couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. "Do you think that all the men in the world like men because I like Wei Qing?"

Wei Yuan snorted and said, "Anyway, I feel like something's wrong."

Yan Chuyang squinted his eyes, "Why do I feel like you are so sensitive to this?" You weren't like that before. "

Wei Yuan said in all seriousness, "Of course I'm sensitive. You're not my bro now, you're my sister-in-law. I have to keep an eye on you for my brother to prevent you from stepping out on the wall."

Yan Chuyang's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. His ears became a little red as he said, "With your bro's looks, I don't think he'll be sick of it for the rest of his life. Don't talk about walls, even if it's window seams."

In his heart, Wei Qing was special.

There was something wrong with him. If he didn't sit in the luxury limousine, how would he be able to see those small cars?

Just after school, Yan Chuyang's "lengthening Lincoln" came to pick him up.

"Why is it taking so long?" Wei Qing leaned against the window and looked at the boy in front of him impatiently.

It was spring and the sun was warm. Wei Qing was wearing sunglasses and most of his handsome face was covered, but his sexy lips and firm chin still showed his charm.

Yan Chuyang suppressed his joy and took off his backpack. Holding it in his hand, he said, "Teacher Guoyu is so good at speaking. He dragged it for more than ten minutes."

Wei Qing took the bag from his hands and said with disdain: "Didn't you already go to university? Why are you carrying such a bag? "

"Eh …" Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head, "It's more convenient and has a lot of capacity."

"Does it matter?"

"More importantly, there's a book."

Wei Qing acknowledged, then turned around and opened the back door. With a deadpan expression, he opened the zipper of his school bag, flipped through it, and poured all the stuff in it onto the back of the car.

"Hello." Yan Chuyang pulled on his arm anxiously, "What are you doing?"

"Don't use this bag anymore."

"Huh?"

Wei Qing turned around and before Yan Chuyang could react, he raised his hand and threw the bag in his hands out with ease. The bag curved and was thrown into the trash can with a "Dang" sound.

"What are you doing?" "Damn, you have …" Sick!

Yan Chuyang did not curse out loud. Looking at Wei Qing's handsome face, he was really reluctant to curse out loud.

"I just bought it!" Yan Chuyang stomped his foot in pain and turned around to run towards the trash can. However, before he could take a step forward, he was pulled back by Wei Qing's collar.

"Bam." Wei Qing patted a leather handbag on Yan Chuyang's chest, "This is for free, you are not allowed to use that backpack."

Yan Chuyang looked down at the bag in his hand in a daze. He touched the soft leather as he whispered, "Why are you suddenly giving me a bag?"

"I gave it to you, so take it."

Yan Chuyang clicked his tongue. "But the quality of this leather bag is not good. I bought one last time and it exploded after drying it."

Wei Qing's forehead twitched, "Where did you buy it?"

The boy said seriously, "Home appliances wholesale market."

Wei Qing said, "Oh, this is the latest version of the PRADA men's handbag. The market price is 53,800."

"Ah, really?" Yan Chuyang suddenly turned around, stuffed the books on the back seat into the PRADA and said with a serious expression, "You just need to spend extra money. This bag doesn't need a big brand, it's fine as long as it's easy to use. You see, the things you gave me are not even as much as the things I wrapped in canvas."

Wei Qing raised his eyebrows, "If you really aren't used to it, then pick up that canvas bag of yours."

"Not really." Yan Chuyang chuckled as he zipped up his bag. He held it tightly in front of his chest and said, "Since I gave it to you, how could I refuse?"

Wei Qing couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the boy's cunning look, he didn't feel annoyed at all.

It seemed like … Pretty cute.