My wife wants me to sleep in the cat litter every day, what should I do GL

After Chu Xinyan sat on the bedside and closed the book, he glanced at the cat alarm clock on the bedside table, the pointer was exactly pointing to half past zero.

She got up and slowly opened the door of the study. There was still a warm yellow light on the side of the table, and the constant temperature air conditioner was working quietly.

Qin Ruochu was sitting in front of the desktop computer, which was connected to the digital board. Her slender fingers were pinching the tip of the pen while sketching lines and editing.Repeated several times, Qin Ruochu frowned slightly, and scratched his head dissatisfied.

With a pen in his right hand hanging on the digital board, with his left hand, he looked at the collection of various clothes in the fashion show, trying to find some inspiration from them.

"Still sleeping, baby." Chu Xinyan walked gently to her side, Qin Ruochu shook his head sadly.

Chu Xinyan kissed her when her face was pouting: "It's too late, go to bed first, and continue tomorrow. I will accompany you."

Qin Ruochu only stretched now, and found that his waist was sore and his back hurt: "Aren't you going to the company tomorrow?"

Chu Xinyan said: "Tomorrow, I will apply to stay with my wife at home, and the official business will be handled online, okay?"

"Is it still approved by the organization?"

Qin Ruochu smiled at her, showing a white canine tooth: "Yes!"

"Then are you going to sleep with me now?" Chu Xinyan didn't wait for Qin Ruochu to get up, and directly hugged Princess Ren by the waist.

Qin Ruochu jumped up and down with bare feet: "Is it just sleeping?"

Chu Xinyan paused, looked at the prey in his hand with the narrow and dangerous eyes of a feline, and unconsciously licked his lower lip: "...Or does someone want to add a few extra exercises before going to bed?"

Qin Ruochu's body froze, and she pleaded guiltyly: "No, no, I'm just talking casually."

Chu Xinyan couldn't bear to torment Qin Ruochu so late, so she just put him on the bed, turned off the light, and lay down on it.

Qin Ruochu's big eyes fluttered in the dark, Chu Xinyan moved over as usual and hugged her to sleep.

"Boss, you are talking about the dress. Will Mr. Pross agree with me wearing this dress that I personally designed? Although I haven't touched the design for a while and my hands are a little rusty, I have been reviewing it for more than a week. The embryonic form probably has a shape." Qin Ruochu sighed: "I really want to wear my own dress..."

Chu Xinyan patted her on the back soothingly: "You just take care of the design, and I'll take care of the trivial matters later on for you."

Qin Ruochu shrank into Chu Xinyan's arms, and then fell asleep peacefully.

Two months later, winter came as promised. When Chu Xinyan and Qin Ruochu walked out of the Paris airport, the little north wind blew violently like a knife. The heavy snow almost completely covered this dreamy country, and the eyes were crystal clear.

KUCCL's business car is already waiting for them outside the airport.

After Chu Xinyan said hello, the two sat in the back seat of the car, and the driver put the luggage in the trunk.

After a while, the familiar headquarters building appeared in front of us.

After so many years, Qin Ruochu stood here again, deeply moved.Last time, he was the little guy who followed behind the boss as an assistant, but now Chu Xinyan justifiably held her hand and walked up the steps.

Mr. Pross' simple and honest smiling face looked a little funny behind the glass door, Qin Ruochu met him face to face, and hastily withdrew his hand back.

Let outsiders see, how decent it is.

Pross was wrapped up like a rice dumpling and stepped forward to greet him: "Ravidevousrevoir, Mme Chu, Madame Qin. (I'm glad we met again, Ms. Chu, Ms. Qin.)"

Chu Xinyan looked at Mr. Pross with a smile but did not respond.

Qin Ruochu understood what she meant tacitly, because she had trained French before, so French is no stranger to her now.

Qin Ruochu took the initiative to reach out and shake back: "M.pross, moietlepatronpartageonslemêmesentiment. (Mr. Pross, my boss and I also have the same feeling.)"

Mr. Pross seemed a little surprised by Qin Ruochu's changes. His mouth grew the size of an egg, and he raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Jenel'aipas v de puis des années, Mademoiselle Qin. (I haven't seen you for a few years. Miss Qin's French is so good.)"

Qin Ruochu followed behind him: "Non, c'estdelafourrure. (Don't dare, it's just fur.)"

After hearing this, Mr. Prospell raised his head and laughed loudly. He pushed open the sliding door of the meeting room, and did not forget to turn around childishly and joked: "Ilsemblequ'ilyaitencorebeaucoupdeméritepouravoirfaitdesabelle-filleunmatredefranais. Credit, I trained my daughter-in-law to become a master of French.)”

Qin Ruochu: "!!"

Chu Xinyan relied on Qin Ruochu's incomprehension of French to claim that he was in a relationship with her. He did not expect Mr. Pross to remember their relationship so clearly, and mentioned it at this time.

Qin Ruochu looked back at Chu Xinyan suspiciously, and said, "How does he know about our relationship?"

Chu Xinyan cleared her throat, pretended not to understand Qin Ruochu's question, and dragged her into the meeting room by the arm.

During the discussion for more than an hour, Pross took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and carefully looked at Qin Ruochu's design draft and the finished product drawings, reconfirmed that they meet the requirements of cooperation, and interviewed Qin Ruochu's design ideas and sources of inspiration .

The time for the winter fashion show is from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm on the second day.

Qin Ruochu nervously changed into the dress he designed backstage, while Chu Xinyan was admiring the charm of the model in the VIP seats of the audience.

Qin Ruochu replaced Bai Yishu's modular catwalk. This is the consistent style of KUCCL's shows. Every season, well-known domestic and foreign stars are selected to display the clothing design styles of different countries to lead the fashion trend in France and the world in the next year.

Because of the particularity of the theme of this issue—same sex|lover, there are male models and female models on stage. Male models are divided into two categories of clothing, and female models are also the same.Prowse's idea has been brewing for a long time, and it was only recently that he got permission to start trying to take an epoch-making step.

Qin Ruochu silently recited cheers several times before going on stage. With her eyes closed, bright pink freckle makeup was spread across both cheeks and the bridge of her nose, and tears were dotted on the silkworms on her lower eyelids. As long as she closed her eyes, her curled up The eyelashes will be gently pressed against the tear drill.

The broken hair on the forehead and ears are all braided and embedded in the thick black hair, which is wrapped with a butterfly headband and falls straight to the collarbone.

Beauty is like a fairy lost in the mortal world.

Chu Xinyan didn't know what kind of appearance she would appear on the stage, so she focused on the runway, not daring to look away.

This catwalk show is being broadcast live simultaneously around the world, so not only Chu Xinyan, but also countless pairs of eyes are staring at the screen, looking forward to Qin Ruochu's performance.

The staff waved to her, indicating that she could walk on the stage.

Qin Ruochu held up her skirt and walked up three steps, standing behind the scenes, she finally pouted the corners of her mouth, and controlled her smile to the best arc.

At this moment, the lights on the runway changed and the music changed suddenly.

Qin Ruochu nodded, then walked out of the darkness confidently and walked towards the audience.

The audience was full of exclamations, and the Chinese people whispered "Fuck", those who don't know "Mygod" can only call "Wow".But the meaning is the same, both amazing and amazed.

But Chu Xinyan was different from others, she stared blankly and didn't make any sound.

Qin Ruochu's fans in China were even more crazy. They frantically took screenshots and forwarded the discussion, and soon the topic became a trending topic.

At the same time, Shang Xiaoke, Bai Yishu, Shen Chen, Tian Rui, Qin's mother and Qin's father were all guarding Qin Ruochu in front of the computer.

Qin Ruochu's posture and posture during the catwalk have been practiced very well before, worthy of the sweat shed, the night she spent, the broken nails and the belief buried deep in her heart.

The media at the scene snapped every moment one after another. Qin Ruochu faced the flashing lights, and walked steadily and gracefully with every step.

Her dress is also quite distinctive. The overall style is a dark gray sleeveless tulle mermaid skirt with flying butterfly wings embroidered on the sleeves of the skirt. The most ingenious thing is not here, but when she turns around, every time It was only when I discovered that the petals embroidered in front just now were connected by sight, it turned out to be a woman's side face, and the petals behind me were also connected by a hidden side face of a woman. When Qin Ruochu walked back, the loose long hair just acted as a woman's face. With the bangs on his forehead, following the standard catwalk, he could find the profiles of the two women kissing each other obsessively.

Everyone present was shocked.

If you don't observe carefully and choose a model for such a design, if you are too thin or too fat, you won't be able to achieve the effect of lips to lips.

Qin Ruochu walked backstage, but the audience was obviously still immersed in the appearance just now, and the audience was silent for a moment.

Chu Xinyan stared blankly at the place where Qin Ruochu disappeared, a thin layer of mist covered her eyes.

It turned out that what Qin Ruochu said about giving her a surprise was like this.

The two profiles, one in front and one in the back, are them.

Qin Ruochu was secretly proclaiming her love to the world in a crowd full of guests.

Chu Xinyan felt it all, she murmured in a low voice: "Your heart has been conveyed, and I love you too."

When Qin Ruochu returned to her seat, her heart was still dancing wildly. This way of expressing love that only the two of them knew and that no one else could see, greatly stimulated every pore of her body.And she did, she really made a designer's dream come true in her own way.

It's just that the process of removing makeup is very painful, the sequins and tear diamonds are difficult to clean, and it took a long time to untie all the braided hair. After the makeup artist hurriedly fixed it for her, she was so tired that she almost fell asleep.

At this time, the fashion show is also over.

Chu Xinyan sent her a message and waited for her at the door.

They are going to get a marriage certificate.

There are many people applying for marriage in the past two days. They submitted the materials yesterday and took photos. Today, they were notified that they can go to get the certificate.

Qin Ruochu took the marriage certificate of the two of them and happily sat on the co-pilot to look through it.She watched it several times before she was sure that this feeling of unreality was true. She really married Chu Xinyan, and it was legal!

"I just changed a hotel, and I won't go to the previous one." Chu Xinyan said, "Now go back and pack your luggage, and I'll take you to the new hotel."

Qin Ruochu drank the hot water from the thermos cup and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? The previous one was very good, what's the problem?"

Chu Xinyan glanced at her silently, swallowed her saliva calmly, her eyes darkened: "I booked a new hotel with the theme of lovers."

Qin Ruochu said vaguely: "Is there such a hotel? Can only lovers stay?"

I only heard Chu Xin say in a very serious way: "It's a love|fun|hotel."

The author has something to say: Tomorrow's plot is an extension of the copywriting, cat ears warning.

感谢在2020-07-3100:54:47~2020-08-0123:34:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Walking in the canyon is the real thing, and there is one roll;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: walking in the canyon is the serious business 61 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!