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Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Fan Xing thought he was hallucinating, looked up at the other party, "Huh?"
There was still embarrassment in the clear eyes that it was too late to retreat, but at this time, there was more doubts, and she blinked, like a little white rabbit who is easy to abduct and sell.
He Qingmo squeezed the little white rabbit's blushing cheek and let him go, "It's getting late, go to bed." After speaking, he turned and went upstairs.
Fan Xing returned to his senses, realizing what was about to happen, he froze again, his heart was pounding, and he almost used all his self-control to hold back and escape without grabbing the door.
There is no escape, he knows, he promised himself.
He was also mentally prepared. When he promised to get married, he knew that this was not acting. He and He Qingmo were real husband and wife since then. They would do everything that a husband and wife would do, including sex of course.
But this couldn't stop him from being nervous and scared, and the resistance from the bottom of his heart, the resistance to go to bed with someone he didn't like.
But, he promised himself, didn't he?
He bit his lip hard, forcing himself to follow him upstairs.
The master bedroom was at the end of the second floor, and when he came up, the door was already closed.
A fluke appeared in Fan Xing's mind, maybe it doesn't matter if he doesn't go in. His eyes couldn't help but drift to the guest room opposite. He could actually sleep in the guest room, he thought.
Immediately, this wipe was fortunately smothered by him and was stillborn.
He didn't forget that he was the bed partner sent by the Gu family to please He Qingmo. If he made He Qingmo annoyed by his own opinion, his mother would definitely be angry.
He let out a long sigh of relief and knocked on the bedroom door, his voice a little flimsy because of his nervousness, "I... come in."
There was no response from the inside, so he just acquiesced and pushed the door in.
He Qingmo was already in bed, leaning on the bed to read a book, this posture made the bathrobe a little messy, revealing a large area of ββstrong chest muscles.
Fan Xing hurriedly lowered his head and looked away, standing awkwardly by the door.
He Qingmo was a little surprised. He thought that after seeing the closed bedroom door, the nervous little white rabbit would push the boat to the guest room.
Immediately, he patted the position beside him, "Come here."
Fan Xing was still extremely nervous at this time, but now that he had made up his mind, he didn't think much about it at the moment. He went straight to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down beside He Qingmo, closed his eyes and waited for what was going to happen next. thing.
As a result, he waited for a long time but only waited for the sound of turning the book.
He opened his eyes carefully, and saw that the man was still reading in his previous posture, as if he was not around at all.
Looking at it from his angle, he could just see the man's slightly lowered face, with deep eyebrows and three-dimensional features, and the freshly washed hair scattered on his forehead, which was extraordinarily...sexy.
He looks really good, Fan Xing thought, and this person is really different from what he thought before.
Doesn't it mean that he is a famous playboy, changing his boyfriend is like changing clothes, and he sings n times every night?
How come it doesn't look like this?
But it's not good, is it?
Before he knew it, Fan Xing's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. The chaotic jet lag, coupled with two days of continuous rotation, made him unable to carry it, and soon fell asleep.
The man beside him noticed that he had fallen asleep, he put away the book and turned to look at him.
The teenager who had been in a tense state all night finally relaxed at this time, and his beautiful white face looked particularly quiet and well-behaved.
The man pulled the quilt to cover him up, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, the marriage didn't seem so bad.
Then he turned off the light and lay down.
Fan Xing slept very deeply this time, and didn't wake up until noon the next day, still woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.
He picked up the phone in a daze and connected, and his mother's voice came over.
"Fan Xing, are you at home? Is it inconvenient for your mother to bring you something?" Fan Meixi's voice was gentle and very comfortable.
Only then did Fan Xing fully awake, and he sat up immediately, only to realize that He Qingmo was no longer there, and he was the only one in the room.
He rolled over and got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. The phone was turned on and the speakerphone was turned on and put it next to him. "Wait a minute, Mom, I just got up." After saying this, he started brushing his teeth.
Fan Meixi smiled deeply, "Don't worry, don't worry, take your time, mom is waiting outside." After speaking, she hung up the phone.
Fan Xing finished washing quickly and wanted to change clothes. After all, it was really inappropriate to meet guests in pajamas, but he was too embarrassed to let his mother wait outside for too long.
So just didn't change it and ran downstairs to open the door.
Fan Meixi carried a bunch of beautiful shopping bags in large and small bags, and it looked like they had just bought them from the mall.
Along with Fan Meixi, there was another young man, who was Fan Meixi's son and Fan Xing's younger brother, Gu Mingyu.
Said to be his younger brother, but in fact, Fan Xing met for the first time yesterday, and they had never contacted each other before. At most, they knew that there was such a person.
And Gu Mingyu doesn't seem to like him very much. The first time the two met yesterday, the other party never looked at him directly.
Fan Xing was quite surprised that he would come to the door today.
"You kid, how did you say you left yesterday? Didn't your mother say she was going to send you here? You just returned to China, you don't know the place of your life, and your Chinese is not good. How can your mother rest assured that you go out alone?"
After Fan Meixi entered the door, she pulled Fan Xing to sit down on the sofa. While speaking, she had already looked at the entire living room and asked with a smile, "Mr. He is not here?"
Fan Xing was about to nod his head when he heard the sound of someone coming downstairs. When he turned around, he saw He Qingmo walking down in home clothes.
Before Fan Xing could explain, Fan Meixi had already stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Where is Mr. He at home? Let's come to see Fan Xing. This kid came to you yesterday and I want to clean it up for him. It's too late to bring some things. No, I brought them here on purpose today. Didn't bother you?"
He Qingmo didn't seem to be angry because of Fan Xing's self-assertion. He nodded and said lukewarmly, "Sit whatever you want." Then he went straight to the kitchen.
For the guests, He Qingmo's attitude was obviously a bit cold, especially when the other party was still his mother-in-law. However, for those who know He Qingmo, they all know that he can say these words, which is already enough to give each other face.
Fan Meixi felt that the situation was developing well, and followed He Qingmo to the kitchen, and continued to speak, "Mr. He may not know, our Fan Xing has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child, and he doesn't let me worry about being a mother at all. It's not like me. Little son, it's really worrying."
Then he turned to look at Gu Mingyu, who was playing games with his mobile phone, "Mingyu, come and call someone, why are you so ignorant?"