Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

39. Bro Wei Qing

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“Ah!” Yan Chuyang fell backwards helplessly, collapsing back in the chair, and let out a lungful of breath before reluctantly saying, “Bro.”

Wei Qing frowned, “Sit up straight and call me properly.”

Yan Chuyang ground his teeth and kept silent for a while before sitting straight. His dark eyes stared at the person in front of him and said softly, “Bro.”

Wei Qing was impressed by the boy’s slightly hoarse voice.

“Are you satisfied?” Yan Chuyang stared. “If not, I’ll call you a few more times. Bro, bro, bro…”

“That’s enough,” Wei Qing interrupted him and pointed at the soup beside the boy, “Have the meal.”

Yan Chuyang snorted, picked up the spoon and continued to have the soup.

The kitchen table fell quiet, and there were only the clear clanks of spoons touching the bowls and chopsticks.

“Bro,” Yan Chuyang suddenly raised his head and called him.

Wei Qing choked and coughed lightly, raising his head, “What do you want to do?”

“Nothing,” Yan Chuyang blinked, “I just want to call you.”

“Shut up and eat!”

“Bro…” The boy’s hoarse voice rang out again.

Wei Qing’s heart skipped a beat. It should be mentioned that addressing someone as ‘bro’ could be intimate and flirting some aspects if one thought it out of crack. Saying the word sentimentally could be a come-on to a man, and now Yan Chuyang was just deliberately lowering his voice to call him in this way.

After all, Wei Qing just felt that he deliberately addressed him so… so charmingly.

“This is the last time I’ll say it,” Wei Qing said coldly, “be quiet to have the meal!”

“Okay,” Yan Chuyang lowered his head, started to take the soup into his mouth and kept silent for a while. Then he raised his head again.

“Bro…”

“Would you cut it out, already?” Wei Qing raised his head impatiently and roared.

Yan Chuyang frowned innocently. “I just want you to help me get another spoon. Mine is dirty.”

Wei Qing took a small spoon from his hand with a tight face and gave it to Yan Chuyang. After being thoughtful for some time, he said again.

“Don’t call me bro, you… you add my name with the word,” ‘My name is so manly that Yan Chuyang shouldn’t be able to call out it in his soft tone, right?’

Yan Chuyang was stunned. “Add your name?”

Wei Qing nodded and raised his hand to use the chopsticks to stir the soup in his bowl.

“Bro Wei Qing,” Yan Chuyang called him softly and asked obediently, “Do you want me to call you like this?”

Yes, it wasn’t exaggerating at all. When Yan Chuyang opened his mouth, Wei Qing’s dick immediately erected as if it suddenly woke up.

It wasn’t only because of the boy’s soft voice, but also how he addressed him that reminded Wei Qing of the unmentionable dream.

In his dream, when he bit Yan Chuyang’s neck, the boy called him in this kind of tone innocently, “Bro Wei Qing…”

‘Very good!’

Wei Qing let out a breath, suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks, and stood up from the chair. “You don’t need to call me Bro. Call me Wei Qing. If I hear you call me bro, I’ll punch you every time I hear it!”

Seeing that he was going to leave, Yan Chuyang quickly asked, “Then you’re not prepared to recognize me as your brother, right?”

Wei Qing suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at the boy’s eyes for a while. His eyes flashed and he said seriously, “Of course I am. Although you don’t call me bro, in my mind, you are the same existence as Wei Yuan. Both of you are my brothers from today, so if you have demands in the future, you can ask me for help.”

Yan Chuyang’s face clouded. He turned his head and avoided Wei Qing’s serious gaze.

“Did you hear it?” Wei Qing patted Yan Chuyang’s forehead and emphasized again, “I’ll be your brother from now on. And don’t regard me as an outsider in the future.”

Yan Chuyang ground his teeth and said through clenched teeth, “I heard it!”

Hearing the affirmative response, Wei Qing’s confused mind immediately calmed down. ‘It’s good to be brothers that our brotherhood would not deteriorate.’

“Keep your mind on your meal.”

Then, Wei Qing tapped Yan Chuyang on the shoulder, turned around and went into the bathroom. His groin was still tense that he had to deal with it. If he didn’t do it, he wouldn’t be able to sleep again after a while.

Wei Qing stayed in the bathroom for a long time. And Yan Chuyang still sat there in a daze. Suddenly, he raised his hand to give the table a thump. He clenched his fist and whispered, “If you don’t like me, it would be okay. Why do you think of so many ways to keep me far away from you? Do you really think that I won’t like you if I recognize you as my brother? That’s rich!”

Yan Chuyang cursed hysterically here, but in the bathroom, Wei Qing was in a pretty good mood.

While he was taking a shower, he thought about the boy’s hoarse voice and masturbated.

However, he didn’t have huge psychological burden this time because Yan Chuyang was his brother now.

‘As my brother, no matter how good he looks, how could I be tempted to fall in love with him?

However, sometimes I can also have the sexual imagination about him. After all, I’m a human, a healthy and strong man. As human, everyone would have the desire and there is nothing wrong with them being impulsive towards beautiful things.

Now that Yan Chuyang is my relative like Wei Yuan, would I like him? Of course not! It’s just like that I wouldn’t like Wei Yuan, so there is no need for me to have the burden.

No matter how well I treat Yan Chuyang, I always have a reason. As an older brother, it’s normal for me to love his brother just like how I love Wei Yuan, isn’t it?

However, hmmmm… do I love Wei Yuan?

Anyway, the matter has been resolved. I’m so happy now.’

When Wei Qing came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe with a feeling of well-being, Yan Chuyang was preparing to clear away the bowls as well as chopsticks and wash them.

“What are you doing?” Wei Qing moved closer to him and snatched the bowls and chopsticks from him. He looked at Yan Chuyang’s tender hands and frowned. “When Nanny Wang arrives at work, she’ll deal with the bowls and chopsticks. You needn’t to do it.”

“I’d better wash it myself,” Yan Chuyang pushed Wei Qing’s hand away expressionlessly. “You have made the meal. So if I don’t do any work, I’ll feel uncomfortable like I’m eating without paying.”

“Tut,” Wei Qing snatched the plate from his hand, “Can’t you understand what I told to you, right? What do you mean by eating without paying? You’re my brother! Isn’t it natural for you to eat our family’s food?”