Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

19. Where Is My Ice Cream?

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“Done?” Yan Chuyang opened his eyes and said with disappointment, “I didn’t really feel it.”

“I did anyway. ” After saying so, Wei Qing continued typing on the keyboard.

Yan Chuyang sighed. He leaned back to the sofa and murmured, “Have I known it some day earlier, I would have written one more term on the contract, that only hot kiss is acceptable…”

Wei Qing looked at the clock on the laptop and frowned, “Go upstairs to sleep. It’s getting late.”

“It’s okay for me.” Yan Chuyang took out his phone and clicked open the video game, “I won’t go sleep until you finish.”

Wei Qing raised his eyebrows uncomfortably and said, “No need. I’ll stay up late for work.”

“No way.” Yan Chuyang said casually, “Today is the first day of our marriage. We agreed to sleep together.”

Wei Qing froze again. This time, he was obviously reluctant.

Yan Chuyang was glum. After a while, he said, “Don’t be serious.  I’m kidding you. I’ll never force you to do anything you don’t want to.” He didn’t really want to force Wei Qing.

Wei Qing had a sigh of relief, “Thanks for your understanding. I’m used to sleeping alone since my childhood. I’m not really used to sharing the bed with someone else.”

“I get it.” Yan Chuyang stood up from the sofa and said without raising his head, “Then I’ll go upstairs to sleep. Wake me up when necessary.”

“Okay.”

Yan Chuyang went upstairs step by step. God knew how reluctant he was at the moment.

It seemed that chasing Wei Qing was going to be a long and arduous task.

It was already past 9 a.m. in the morning when Yan Chuyang got up. By then, Wei Qing had already gone to work.

Today was Saturday and Yan Chuyang had no class at all so he stayed at home and got ready to have a walk around Wei Qing’s residence.

As soon as he went downstairs, the nanny went to greet with him, “Mr. Yan, the breakfast is ready. Mr. Wei asked me to keep it until you come downstairs to have breakfast.”

Yan Chuyang rubbed his neck with surprise and said, “Nanny, I’m sorry to have bothered you. No need to spare your energy to help me. I’ll go and find some food to eat when I’m really hungry.”

Nanny wiped her hands with the apron and said with a smile, “How can it be? You are the guest of Mr. Wei. We can’t afford to neglect you.”

Servants in the villa had not learned about the news of their marriage. In other words, Wei Qing never declared their marriage to anybody else, except Wei Dongsheng and Zhuo Zhanheng. Perhaps, Wei Qing still believed it was something shameful.

The word “guest” was really breaking Yan Chuyang’s heart, so he forced a smile and said, “No need indeed. You are approved to have a break until Wei Qing comes back.”

“How can that be?”

“I’m serious.” Yan Chuyang interrupted her and said, “I’m uncomfortable if you stay here.”

Hearing this, the nanny’s face changed and said, “If so, I’ll go home now and will come back when Mr. Wei arrives home.”

“Okay, that’s good.” Yan Chuyang nodded repeatedly, “That’s exactly what I want.”

“Okay.” The nanny took off her apron  and said, “Then, Mr. Wei, I’ll go home first.”

“Yes, be careful on your way home.”

“Okay.”

Yan Chuyang kept looking at the back of the nanny until the door was closed. Then he quickly ran to Wei Qing’s bedroom.

They had been in marriage for two days, but Yan Chuyang had never seen Wei Qing’s bed.

Yan Chuyang was stunned when he opened the door.

This… was way too simple.

Carpet inside Wei Qing’s bedroom was made of black fur. The wall was pure white and the bedside table was white. The whole bedroom was in black and white, without any other colors. Even the quilt was in black and white colors.

The bedsheet was tidy without any wrinkles and the quilt was folded neatly like a piece of tofu.

Yan Chuyang shook his head and flopped on the bed, thinking to himself, “This is too clean and tidy.”

After rolling on the bed happily, Yan Chuyang began to formulate today’s plan while hugging Wei Qing’s pillow. Yan Chuyang decided to have a nap before he started his comics painting and then prepared the dinner for Wei Qing.

As soon as he finished the plan, Yan Chuyang hid his face in the soft pillow and sniffed deeply. He was sweetly imagining his perfect life when he was living together with Wei Qing.

When Wei Qing arrived home from work at five o’clock, Yan Chuyang was sitting in the sofa, very concentrated on the comics he was drawing on a drawing board.

“You’re back.” Hearing the door opened, Yan Chuyang turned his head excitedly and shouted.

“Mm-hmm.” Wei Qing asked causually when changing his shoes, “You didn’t go to school today, did you?”

Yan Chuyang answered when he kept working on the board. “Don’t forget today is Saturday. I have no class at all.”

Wei Qing nodded and lifted his hand to untie his tie. He casually threw the tie to the sofa, and then he walked slowly to the refrigerator to get some ice cream as usual.

But when he opened the fridge, Wei Qing was stunned. Only some bottles of drinks could be found on top of the fridge, no ice cream left.

“Where is my ice cream?” Wei Qing turned his head and asked.

“Ah?” Yan Chuyang raised his head and stared at the empty ice box, “Oh, the ice cream in the fridge seems to be out of date soon, so I have eaten them up.”

“Eat them up?” Wei Qing twitched eyebrows and said, “That’s a big box of ice cream. Have you eaten it all?”

Yan Chuyang pursed his lips, “I’d like to have something to eat whenever my inspiration is gone. As a result, I have unknowingly eaten it up…”

Wei Qing ground his teeth, “Why not save some for me.”

Yan Chuyang blinked and suddenly picked up the small spoon where a small bite of ice cream could be found. He stood up and ran to Wei Qing’s side before he handed the small bite to Wei Qing, “There’s still some ice cream left. If you don’t mind…”

“I do mind.” Wei Qing said coldly, “Forget it.”

Yan Chuyang put down his hand with disappointment and said, “In fact… I did it for your sake. Eating too much ice cream is harmful to your stomach. I’d rather risk my health to eat it for you.”

Wei Qing ws rendered speechless, “That means I should thank you for helping me.”

Yan Chuyang kicked the carpet and said, “No need.”

Wei Qing said with a cold face, “Raise your head.”

“What are you doing?”

“Raise your head!”

Yan Chuyang raised his chin unwillingly.

Wei Qing took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped off the ice cream left at the corner of Yan Chuyang’s mouth, “Watch out. I just bought my sofa for not long. Wait for my punishment if any part of it is stained by you.”