C12 Submission Salary Card

Wei Qing nodded with a determined look on his face.

The boy approached step by step. Under the light, his fluttering eyelashes finally fell under Wei Qing's nose.

Yan Chuyang was not considered short, but compared to Wei Qing, who was close to 1.9 meters in height, there was still a slight difference. Therefore, Yan Chuyang could only tiptoe to reach out to the man's thin lips.

"Wait a moment." Wei Qing suddenly took a step back, causing Yan Chuyang to miss.

Yan Chuyang wiped his mouth angrily and glared at him: "What now?" He had clearly kissed her immediately! Just a little more of his first kiss was enough!

Wei Qing tugged on his tie, "Why do I feel like it's a little strange?"

Yan Chuyang was surprised and pretended to snort: "What's there to be surprised about, it's just fulfilling the terms of the contract, don't think too much."

"It's still a little strange."

Wei Qing went over the matter from the beginning to the end.

Yan Chuyang took both of the marriage certificates. Yan Chuyang handed his salary card to him. Yan Chuyang was the one who took the initiative to kiss him …

In the end, Yan Chuyang was still in the role of a husband?!

Wei Qing suddenly felt displeased in his heart.

The plan he came up with wasn't like this. Even if he were to play the role, Yan Chuyang would only be his wife. Since when did he become the new master?

This did not follow his plan at all! Wei Qing Qiang's desire to control himself began to get uncomfortable.

"Have you decided?" Yan Chuyang urged, "I'm a little tired, hurry up and kiss me before I go to sleep."

Wei Qing let out a long breath, nodded and said, "Yes."

Yan Chuyang raised his spirits and said with crystal eyes: "Can I kiss you then?"

"Yes, but …" Wei Qing rolled his eyes and pointed to the corner of the wall, "Go stand there and don't move. I'll kiss you."

Yan Chuyang's expression froze, but after reacting for a while, his breathing immediately quickened, and his eyes flashed excitedly.

Wei Qing was going to kiss him.

These two things were worlds apart from him kissing Wei Qing!

The boy suppressed his elated mood and walked to the corner of the wall to stand up straight, then lowered his eyes and waited for Wei Qing.

Wei Qing coughed and walked over to the boy. He lowered his head to look at the boy's face.

He had always thought that Yan Chuyang's eyelashes were just looking at them from a distance, but when he looked at them closer, they were even thicker. They drooped and trembled non-stop like a small fan.

To be honest, if the lights were dimmer, he might have had the illusion that the person standing in front of him was not a human, but a pug waiting to be fed.

Yes, he had a pug.

Just like Yan Chuyang, his eyes were watery and black when he stared.

Yan Chuyang was very cute. It wasn't the kind of cute look that was partial to a woman, it was that kind of … It's kind of cute like a little animal.

His nose was very straight, but his nose was very narrow. He looked delicate and petite, and his face was masculine, somewhat tough and strong, but the sharp, smooth curve of his chin and overly fair skin made him more gentle and indifferent, lacking a lot of aggression.

Not really ugly, but in a way... Good.

Sigh, as the first man he had kissed, he could still be considered to have kissed her.

"Raise your head." Wei Qing said in a deep voice.

Yan Chuyang nodded, and raised his chin with a blush.

Wei Qing raised his hand and pinched the boy's chin, making him raise his head at an accurate angle. Then, he lowered his head and pecked at the pale lips.

"Alright."

"So fast." Yan Chuyang opened his eyes like he was in a dream and said, "I didn't feel you touching me."

Wei Qing took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped the warm and delicate skin on the boy's chin that was left on his fingertip, and said in a muffled voice: "I kissed it. Don't even think about letting me kiss you a second time. "

Yan Chuyang sighed dejectedly, "I knew I wouldn't close my eyes." After a while, he recovered his spirits and said, "It's fine, there's still tomorrow."

Wei Qing put one hand in his pocket and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow morning when they fly home, they will come home around the same time in the afternoon. After you go home, you will pack up and there will be a gathering at 8 o'clock in the evening.

"Is it time to see the parents?"

"Right, my dad's name is Wei Dongsheng. When we get there, I will introduce him to you, and the most important thing is to coax him. Let him know that we're married because of our relationship, just don't let him know that we just got to know each other."

Yan Chuyang nodded: "That's simple."

He had known him for seven or eight years, and he had liked him for seven or eight years.

Wei Qing nodded, "Then let's go to bed early."

Yan Chuyang said hello and happily went into the other bedroom.

Wei Qing went to the master bedroom to sleep.

The light was dim, and as he lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, he unexpectedly felt his mood lightened after a day of boredom.

He had originally thought that this ridiculous' day of receiving a certificate 'would be an unbearable night, but he didn't expect it to be so calm.

Wei Qing turned over and closed his eyes to think. Perhaps, the unbearable suffocating feeling was somewhat dispelled by that novel "lost finger".

The two of them flew back to China early the next morning.

Yan Chuyang went to class because he only took two days off and spent two days abroad. If he didn't go to class this afternoon, then it would be considered skipping class.

Wei Qing went home to pack up what he needed for the meal.

"How is it?" As soon as they entered the dorm, Wei Yuan hurried over and asked Yan Chuyang, "Is he married? Are you in bed? "Did it go well?"

Yan Chuyang looked around in fear. Luckily, the other two students went out and only Wei Yuan and him were in the dorm.

"Can you lower your voice a little!" The boy was speechless and hit Wei Yuan's shoulder.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and rubbed his shoulder, "Didn't I care about my cousin? "You took his picture and laid it on your bed the other night. I was afraid that you might be unable to hold back when you married him and really hurt my cousin."

Yan Chuyang's face turned red. He stared at Wei Yuan and stuttered, "You, how do you know what I took his photo of?"