MTL - I Just Want to Be in a Relationship-Chapter 89

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When Huo Qu came back, it was already late at night. Yu Qinghuan waited for him to fall asleep on the bed and left him a warm bedside lamp.

Afraid to quarrel with him, Huo Qu hurriedly took a shower in the bathroom on the side, waiting for the water vapor to dry almost, and then carefully went to bed and opened the quilt.

Unexpectedly, I still woke up Yu Qinghuan. He opened his eyes in confusion and asked, "What time is it?"

"Thirteen thirty-six points and thirty seconds." Huo Qu looked at him to send his own watch, and replied. Like holding a big baby, gently helped him move a position and broke into his arms.

Yu Qinghuan was a little awake, and he found a comfortable position in his arms. "Did you eat? Do you want to help you eat hot?"

Huo Qu pulled the quilt up until he completely covered his bare shoulders, and smashed his horn down. He reached out and pressed the bedside lamp. "Eat."

As soon as dinner time arrived, his assistant at the institute would help him to get a copy from the canteen as usual.

However, there was no feeling in the past, but recently, he felt that the food in the cafeteria was getting more and more difficult.

Yu Qinghuan touched his flat and firm belly. He felt that he felt good and rubbed it twice, until Huo Quan held down his messy hand. Then he asked: "Is it hard to sleep now?"

Huo Qu actually said: "Slightly." After stopping, the tone became brisk again. "The Dean said at night, give us a day off tomorrow."

Yu Qinghuan yawned and the sleepyness came up again. "That's good, but I will get it tomorrow."

He had only signed a one-year contract with Ada, and it is about to expire soon. Evanson is actively contacting him and hopes to renew his contract.

The two sides talked for a long time, finally agreed on the price and age of the endorsement, and signed the contract tomorrow.

This time is not just a low-end watch, but a full line of Ada's global products. This is the first time in Ada's endorsement history. Not only that, Evanson even wants to set the contract period to three years.

It is really because Yu Qinghuan’s current commercial value is too high. It is not good to seize this opportunity. I am afraid that the cost will be doubled and even more if he renews his contract with him next time!

However, Yu Qinghuan did not accept the three-year contract period, but continued the previous contract and limited the period to one year.

Evanson could only agree to it after winning nothing.

Qing Huan is not at home tomorrow!

Huo Qu was sober, and the plan that had already been prepared in his mind was disrupted. The arm holding Yu Qinghuan was tight, and the voice had an unsatisfactory taste. "Is it all day?"

It’s a pity that Yu Qinghuan’s sleepyness has not been heard. “Maybe.”

Then the next second, he felt a heavy body, a warm body stuck up, and quickly smashed his pajamas.

Yu Qinghuan: "..."

Yu Qinghuan reacted to himself and said something wrong. He felt that he could still rescue him. "Also, not necessarily, sign a contract and come back in the afternoon."

Unfortunately, Huo Qu has no intention of listening.

After eating the previous losses, he did not know who to learn online shopping. The current condoms and lubricants piled up like mountains. Huo Qu even vacated a cabinet to put these things.

A few days ago, Yu Qinghuan was still thinking about whether to change the locker. Otherwise, if he is seen by others, he feels that he can't even do it.

For a long time, he did not do it. Yu Qinghuan looked forward to and feared half of it. He prepared for Huoqu, and after slowly entering, he grabbed his arm and gasped: "Huoqu, once... is it good?"

Huo Qu’s lips did not answer.

After a few temptations, Yu Yuhuan got used to it, and there was no uncomfortable expression on his face. This was a quick move.

When Yu Qinghuan came to the mouth, he was suddenly broken and smashed, and he couldn’t spit it out again.

Yu Xin came to pick up Yu Qinghuan to go to Ada the next morning. He saw his eyes swollen and a listless look. He couldn’t help but scolded: "You said you, what night! Don’t take your body when you are young. It’s going on, what do you do when you are old!”

After a pause, he said: "You have to adjust quickly, or Ada's people saw that you thought you were stealing chicken last night!"

Yu Qinghuan: "...good."

Yu Qinghuan and Evanson have been working together for a year. Although they can't talk about it, they are also familiar with each other's style of work. After seeing the price and contract terms, and found no problems, Yu Qinghuan signed the word.

The endorsement thing finally settled, Evanson breathed a sigh of relief, although not for the expected three years, but as long as he can retain Yu Qinghuan, he does not mind making a little concession.

Sending Yu Qinghuan to the garage and watching him leave, Evanson pulled out his mobile phone and was about to call Fang Zhongxi, but a message popped up on the screen.

"Shock! The best male formula Zhongxi of the Golden Bull Award is actually enriched by wealthy businessmen!"

Evanson’s hand trembled and paused for a while before he opened the news.

This gossip is very hard-working, not only is the text very infectious, but also a photo of a wealthy businessman's hand on Fang Zhongxi's thigh. It can be said that there is evidence in the picture.

The comments of the netizens below have been blown up, and some are even unsightly.

Evanson's face instantly became iron blue. He clenched his cell phone and pressed the temple that jumped straight, and turned his foot in the direction of the foot. He pulled the door hard and dwarfed the car.

The wheel and the ground rubbed and made a harsh sound. He mentioned the speed of the car to the highest speed.

In fact, he and Fang Zhongxi have already lived together, the relationship is no longer so arrogant, Evanson even imagined that they may continue to go on in the future.

He admits that he likes Fang Zhongxi, even if he understands that he is looking for himself for the sake of profit, and he is willing to hold all the resources in his hand.

However, what happened today gave him a good drink.

It turns out that Fang Zhongxi can come to find himself, and he can also go to other people.

When Evanson arrived home, Fang Zhongxi was calling Emei and the agent, and there was a high-level script next to him.

After getting the best male match of the Golden Bull Award, Fang Zhongxi’s resources are better than before, and I don’t know how many, even the door of the big director’s circle is open to him.

He is no longer the endorsement of a three-line luxury brand, regardless of the person who sells his body.

The opening of the door evoked his attention. When he saw Evanson, his tight brow was unconsciously loose and he wanted to end the call. The phone was suddenly taken away from the ear.

Evanson slammed the phone and licked Fang Zhongxi's collar. He bit his teeth and put him on the wall. "What happened to the news? Did you really get to this point? It is not enough to find me. Find someone else at the same time!"

Fang Zhongxi fixedly looked at him, and the smile in his eyes quickly faded away.

Evanson used his silence as the default.

His eyes were red and his breath was short, like a mad bull.

The anger in his heart was almost violent, and he almost burst his chest. He couldn't help but vent his fists. When he saw Fang Zhongxi's conditional reflexes, he didn't know what to do. He suddenly became discouraged.

The body seemed to be poked a big mouth, and even those angers ran away without a trace, leaving only the pain of the bones.

He won't beat him, even if the fist doesn't hit the wall and hit him, he won't beat him.

But he does not trust him.

There was a strange silence in the room. I don’t know how long it took, Evanson’s respite finally calmed down.

He let go of Fang Zhongxi, turned around and didn't want to look at him. He was always tired and sullen. "Zhong Xi, should I congratulate you on finding the next home?"

Fang Zhongxi sneered, his lips twitched twice, and he muttered: "Thank you, but I don't need it."

Another silence.

Evanson: "That's it, I... I plan to go back to China."

Fang Zhongxi’s face was white, “Oh, it’s good to leave.”

Evanson’s throat rolled a few times, his eyes were blurred, and his voice was full of nasal sounds. “That... I wish you all the best.”

After that, he took a big step and took the doorknob without looking back. He went out.

He also knows that he should not treat Fang Zhongxi in the first place. But he has tried his best to make up for it, why he has to find someone else.

He fell in love with a person for the first time, but the man finally gave him a heavy blow.

A huge closing sound rang in the ear, and Fang Zhongxi raised his eyes a little, and the man had already left.

The strength of his body suddenly poured out, and he was unable to kneel on the sofa, his heart was empty.

He once resisted and adjusted, but still can't change the fact that he likes Evanson.

The **** used to play and humiliate him. But he became so gentle later, even in that kind of thing, he began to give him happiness.

The feeling of holding him in the palm of his hand made him sink quickly.

But he couldn't believe Evanson's feelings, and he didn't dare to accept that he liked him.

He didn't go looking for someone else, and nothing happened to that person. The photo was a long time ago.

However, he and Evanson can only do this.

There is no basis for mutual trust, and where are the futures.

Fang Zhongxi’s eyes were red, and he couldn’t help but think of the scene at the awards ceremony that day, Yu Qinghuan’s low-browed smile and full of happiness rushed to the table.

He had already learned from Evanson's mouth that Yu Qinghuan was not raised by Huo Weibao, and his lover was Huo Qu.

He didn't understand before. Huo Qu, a man who didn't understand anything and couldn't even provide him with powerful resources, was lovely, but today, he suddenly began to envy Yu Qinghuan.

It must be that Huo Qu gave him an unparalleled sense of security, and the courage to go forward, he will be open to the public at the award ceremony.

Fang Zhongxi’s fist was almost white, his career gradually got rid of the shadows, ushered in the peak, and he got everything he wanted.

But in his life, he can no longer have such pure love.

After the signing of the contract, Yu Qinghuan was idle, and learning the car became the focus of his time.

After spending a full month, he finally got the car running without any obstacles. Le Xin’s almost ran outside to buy a bunch of firecrackers to celebrate.

"Huo Qu, have you been at the gate?" Upon receiving the call from Huo Qu, Yu Qinghuan’s face was immediately brought with a touch of unconscious pride. "Then wait for me at the door, I will pick you up."

Hanging up the phone, I can't wait to start the car, and slowly go to the door of the community.

Yu Xin did not trust him, risking the light bulb, and was sitting on the vice-driver.

Yu Qinghuan did not have a driver's license, and did not dare to go on the road, and the speed was extremely slow. It took more than ten minutes before she reached the door.

At first glance, he saw Huo Qu, who stood at the door, and Yu Qinghuan rushed him to wave his hand and opened the door to him.

"Huo Qu, I can drive!" He was in a good mood, and he could not wait to show off with Huo Qu.

“Really?” Huo Qu’s surprise widened his eyes, as if Yu Qinghuan had done something great, “Qing Huan, you are amazing!”

Yu Qinghuan smiled and smiled, and the eyebrows were proud.

Slowly relieved the mood, just want to drive back to the basement, suddenly felt that something is wrong, "What about your driver? Send you to the door to go?"

“No,” Huo Qu’s lips, revealing a small dimple on his face. “Qinghuan, I can find my own home.”

Yu Qinghuan stunned and couldn’t help but turned back. The eyes of Shang Huoqu’s bends smiled at each other, and the air seemed to have a sweet taste.

Yu Xin, who was sitting on the vice-driver, tried to shrink herself into a fat group, and the heart was stuffed down.

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