Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

57. This Is Not My Room

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Wei Qing heaved a sigh of relief and snorted, “I didn’t expect your improvisation was good when you have no other strengths.”

Wei Yuan snorted, “You underestimated me before.”

Wei Qing touched Yan Chuyang’s slightly hot face and said, “I’m hanging up. I have to send Yan Chuyang home to rest right away.”

“Cousin,” Wei Yuan shouted and said solemnly, “Don’t do something like that again. You will make Chuyang embarrassed.”

Wei Qing’s eyes darkened and he said, “I got it.” He paused for a moment and then added, “Don’t hang up. Say something to Yan Chuyang.”

Then, Wei Qing put the mobile phone to Yan Chuyang’s ear and whispered, “It’s all settled. You can ask Wei Yuan if you don’t believe me.”

Yan Chuyang looked up and asked hesitantly, “Wei Yuan, did they discover that I’m married to Wei Qing?”

Wei Yuan hurriedly said, “Don’t worry. I’ve already explained it. No one will know it.”

Yan Chuyang’s whole body loosened up. He took a long breath and lay on Wei Qing’s chest, “That’s good. That’s good.”

Wei Qing took the phone away sullenly and touched his face. “Do you feel relieved?”

“Yes.”

Wei Qing sighed, “Are you so afraid? Don’t you let others know forever that you’ve married me?”

“No!” Yan Chuyang suddenly raised his head and stared at the person in front of him. “I’m only 19 years old now. I haven’t reached the legal age of marriage yet. At least when I’m 22 years old, I can tell others. Is that right?”

Wei Qing was convinced by his answer. He couldn’t help but lower his head and peck his lips. Wei Qing smiled, “Your answer is perfect. My Chuyang is indeed the best-behaved.”

‘A marriage can’t be announced before the legal age of marriage. You’re so cute, honest and law-abiding.’

After praising Yan Chuyang in his heart, Wei Qing put him in the passenger seat. Then he picked up the jacket in the car and covered him. “Tave a nap now. You will be comfortable when you get home.”

Then Wei Qing turned his head, switched the car key, hit the gas and drove steadily forward.

There was no one at home. Because it was Saturday, Nanny Wang took a holiday.

Wei Qing carried the drunken and dizzy Yan Chuyang into the living room. He had wanted to send him to his own room, but it was on the second floor. Yan Chuyang’s feet were feeble. It would take some effort to support him up to the second floor, so Wei Qing carried him into his room.

His bedroom was on the first floor, so it was convenient.

Wei Qing supported him to the bedside, helped him lie down on the bed cautiously and put the blanket over his body.

As soon as Yan Chuyang touched the soft pillow, he snorted because of feeling comfortable and unconsciously rubbed against the soft cloth.

Wei Qing straightened his head, looked down and kissed his brow. “I have work to do. You sleep here. I’ll cook dinner for you when I come back.”

Just as he said that, the boy’s thin eyelids opened. His dark eyeballs were constantly swaying and his eyesight was out of focus, as if he didn’t know the person in front of him.

They drank red wine whose aftereffect was strong at the party. After a while, alcohol would take effect in one’s mind, making him even more confused than the time when he just drank it.

Looking at those dark fascinating eyes, Wei Qing rolled his Adam’s apple and said, “Why did you open your eyes? Sleep.”

Yan Chuyang grunted, raised his hand and touched the pillow. He looked around blankly and said, “This isn’t my room.”

Wei Qing’s face sank, “How come it’s not your room?”

Yan Chuyang shook his head. “It is Wei Qing’s room.” He pushed Wei Qing’s shoulder and tried to stand up.

Wei Qing was so angry that he pushed Yan Chuyang back, “What are you doing when you’re drunk? Sleep obediently.”

“No!” Yan Chuyang was so anxious that his face turned pale. “This is Wei Qing’s room. I can’t sleep here.”

‘Wei Qing hates the most that men sleep on his bed. On the first day of marriage, he was particularly disgusted for sharing a room. He will hate me if he sees I get drunk and sleep on his bed when he comes home from work.’

Yan Chuyang became more anxious as he thought of that. He kept trying to push Wei Qing’s shoulder away and stand up, but because he drank too much, he couldn’t exert any strength at all.

Wei Qing was so angry that his face turned livid. He pressed Yan Chuyang’s shoulder with his arm and whispered, “We’re married. My room is your room. My bed is your bed. It’s reasonable for you to sleep here.”

Yan Chuyang’s eyelashes trembled, but he still said, “No.”

Wei Qing gritted his teeth, “You have to do it!”

Then, he pulled the quilt over to cover him, “If you dare move, I will pull off your pants and throw them out of the window.”

Yan Chuyang shrank in fright and closed his eyes.

He finally fell asleep.

Wei Qing heaved a sigh of relief and walked out. He would have an important meeting later, so if he stayed here any longer, he would be late.

When he heard the sound of the doorknob switching, Yan Chuyang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the back at the door. He suddenly came back to his senses a little and recognized the person at the door. Seeing he was gonna leave, Yan Chuyang hurriedly shouted,

“Wei Qing?”

Wei Qing froze and turned to ask, “What’s wrong?”

Yan Chuyang compressed his lips and looked up slightly. “I want to go to the toilet.”

Wei Qing’s jaw tightened. “Can’t you go by yourself?”

Yan Chuyang shook his head. “I tried it just now. My legs are feeble and I can’t stand up.” In fact, his legs weren’t feeble. He just didn’t want Wei Qing to leave.

Wei Qing sighed and walked over to him. He quickly pulled him up and said, “Be quick. I have to go to the company right now.”

Yan Chuyang smilingly put his arm on Wei Qing’s neck and said, “I got it.”

Wei Qing held him by his shoulder and helped him to the bathroom.

“Go ahead,” Wei Qing pointed to the toilet. “Piss here after untying your pants later. If you dare to piss on the mat, I won’t spare you.”

Yan Chuyang held the wall and said, “Oh.”

Wei Qing asked worriedly, “Can you untie your pants yourself?”