Sheep become sperm

As his man, the benefits he should have.

When Cheng Qin opened the bathroom, he saw Chu Yang leaning against the wall with a hair dryer, waiting for his arrival.

Cheng Qin likes the gentle and virtuous appearance the most, and he thinks it is not unacceptable to have a disharmonious sex life in the future, but... this face is a bit cold.

Chu Yang said: "Sit down, blow dry before going to bed."

Cheng Qin: "..."

Is there something wrong with this script?

Cheng Qin raised his arms and rolled up his sleeves, "Why are your clothes so big? It's like singing an opera."

Chu Yang put on a look of indifference, "Is it big? I wear it just right."

Chu Yang blows his hair silently. His craftsmanship is inversely proportional to his appearance. He can’t do the kind of things that can lose money by opening a shop. At this time, lonely men and widows should do something.

He coughed dryly, looking for something to say, "What's wrong? The work has encountered a bottleneck?"

Chu Yang looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. When he heard the question, he lifted his eyelids and looked at Cheng Qin in the mirror. "Well, there is a part that I can't draw."

Cheng Qin said, "Oh? The characters or the background?"

Chu Yang said, "There are all of them."

The wind from the hair dryer was hot, and Cheng Qin was sweating a little. He lifted up his T-shirt and wiped the fine sweat on his nose, "May I help you?"

Chu Yang turned off the hair dryer, and casually stroked Cheng Qin's hair with both hands, exposing his smooth forehead, and smelling the scent of shower gel all over his body, as sexy as he wanted.

Chu Yang forced himself to look back, and said solemnly: "Why don't you make me a reference, I'll try."

Cheng Qin said, "Okay."

Chu Yang moved over a chair, motioned Cheng Qin to sit on it, then took out a bundle of straps from his pocket, and tied Cheng Qin's thumb to the back of the chair.

Cheng Qin was a little uncomfortable, and twisted a little, "What does this mean?"

Chu Yang said: "Draw a storyboard of the interrogation."

"Oh," Cheng Qin cooperated, and then thought about it. His brain was not very sharp after drinking, and he vaguely remembered that when interrogating repeat offenders, didn't they always put their hands in front of them?

Then Chu Yang tied Cheng Qin's legs to the legs of the stool. Cheng Qin felt that something was wrong, "You...?"

Chu Yang stretched out a finger and stuck it to his mouth, "Hush."

Cheng Qin smiled and said, "If this is an interrogation, wouldn't it be a bit too much, son?"

Chu Yang then leaned over and kissed Cheng Qin's neck, "Dad, I'm going to get the drawing board, just wait a moment."

Cheng Qin: "..."

After Chu Yang came back, he didn’t have a drawing board in his hand, but a pair of scissors and a braided red rope with golden bells tied on both ends of the rope...

A little familiar.

Cheng Qin: "...Son, what are you doing?"

Chu Yang smiled, looked at Cheng Qin, and licked the blade with his tongue, "Dad, didn't you say that the clothes are too big? Then don't wear them."

The author has something to say: Although 2.0 is not very...dirty, I always feel that it will be locked...

Fortunately, there is a weibo that has already grown grass - Mu Mu Mu Yuanfeng, with few fans, the picture is a cartoon, the one of two beautiful men, the name is not stuttering!Hahahaha, after reading this, you can directly move there and you can pull it. Don’t forget to rate me, TT

☆、Revenge 3.0

When Cheng Qin opened his eyes, the seat next to him was already empty, and there was no residual heat left. He must have left long ago. He turned over and got under Chu Yang's pillow, pressing his arms against the pillow, and he was a little bit nervous. Stuffed posture.

how to say?

Didn't hit home plate last night.

Chu Yang only sold taozi, but did not buy Runhua. It was like taking a train, bought a bag of snacks, and forgot to buy a ticket. Get a reputation for being a fool.

To say it was cool, the last six/nine was good, but the legs felt bad, and it hit the balls.

Cheng Qin is afraid of pain, and all things about pain are forced by special circumstances. The culprit is the shadow left when his hand is injured. From then on, he is afraid of pain and suffering, and the dark side of his heart circles the earth.

So, Cheng Qin generously bent his waist and lifted his buttocks, Chu Yang licked hard, and directed Chu Yang's fingers to come in and expand, to find something, but Chu Yang seemed nervous, this emotion seemed to be contagious, Cheng Qin also became nervous In the end, I stopped directing and said, come on, forcefully break through.

Chu Yang didn't dare to force it, so he settled for the next best thing, and inserted it between Cheng Qin's legs, crazily thrusting. If it was sawing wood, it would cause sparks.

He couldn't figure out where Chu Yang's self-control came from. After groping for a long time, Cheng Qin had an intuition that this brat might have some big trick in his stomach.

Cheng Qin was lying on the bed, a little unwilling to face the new world, and maybe the regrets of last night would be over if he slept again.

He threw the pillow, turned over and sat up abruptly. Who knew that after the morning run, Chu Yang knelt on the side of the bed with his hands behind his back, maybe it was waiting on purpose, or maybe it was just a coincidence, the two lips met so unexpectedly pasted together.

Lips parted, Chu Yang smiled, and kissed Cheng Qin's forehead again.

Cheng Qin stopped being anxious, shameless, and regretful, and enjoyed the innocent kiss at this moment, stretched out his arms to hug Chu Yang, and gave him a forehead kiss in return.

Chu Yang took out a fresh rose from behind as if conjuring, "Good morning, baby."

Cheng Qin: "..."

Cheng Qin took the flowers stupidly, and couldn't help laughing: "Are you going to use your Mary Su plot on me in turn? They're all men, so there's no need for it."

As he said that, who knew that Cheng Qin lowered his head and smelled the flowers, and looked at the extent of his mouth, he was still in a very happy mood, a bit like Uncle Mai from M's next door.

"It's useful, no matter a man or a woman, the way to pursue and please your lover is the same," Chu Yang stood beside the bed, and pressed Cheng Qin's curled up hair, thinking that he must treat him well next time. Blowing hair, "Are you hungry? I bought porridge."

Cheng Qin's eyes changed, this kind of energy to take care of Xiaohua, it should be him no matter what, good morning kiss, roses, head-to-head killing are all preempted by the bear, so it's his turn to flirt Bar.

So Cheng Qin's unscrupulous smile crawled up the corners of his eyes and mouth, his dark pupils were bewitched, and he was doing the final "death struggle" desperately, inserting a finger into Chu Yang's loose sweatpants, and The man hooked over, half hugged Chu Yang's waist and slowly slid the pants down to the hollow of his legs, watched Chu Yang from bottom to top, and seduced classmate Chu Xiaoyang through his underwear.

Chu Yang is at the age of all days, and he has no concentration at all. Last night, he used his prehistoric power to control himself. Unexpectedly, as soon as the fire went down, there were only small flames left. #的，take out the bird that just finished walking, hold Cheng Qin's head and push it in...

Then, Cheng Qin lost his appetite when he saw the white porridge packed by Xiongzi.

Chu Yang scratched the back of his head, "Don't you like it? There is Yonghe soybean milk at home, how about making some for you?"

Cheng Qin raised his eyebrows, "Didn't I drink enough just now?"

Chu Yang was taken aback, shy, put a small bun for Cheng Qin in the vinegar dish, and silently lowered his head to drink the porridge, "Why don't you eat some of this, vegetarian."

Cheng Qin: "..."

Mingming forced his mouth, but before he could hold back he swallowed some high protein, he did all the intimate movements, smelled it, and tasted it, the shy look on his face was really puzzling.

Chu Yang’s house is a two-storey duplex. The dining room is next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The sunlight is very good at this point. Chu Yang is sitting opposite Cheng Qin. His whole body seems to be inlaid with a layer of gold. People are refreshed on happy occasions, their skin is translucent and pearly white, and blood vessels seem to be visible around their ears.

Cheng Qin felt that such a big man was quite cute when he was shy.

Cheng Qin said, "Chu Yang, I like you."

Chu Yang was taken aback, and the hand holding the poached egg stopped in the air. A few seconds later, an egg fell.

"Me too."

After dinner, Cheng Qin visited the "apartment" that Chu Yang said.

Compared with Cheng Qin’s family’s two lack of literary style, Chu Yang’s house is quite satisfactory, with simple decoration and soft colors, not too empty. In the center of the living room, there is a Kung Fu tea set, a set of purple sand, a set of glass, Chu Yang said purple sand Drinking oolong tea and glass green tea, you can see that the child is young and loves to keep healthy.

Cheng Qin thought, Chu Yang and Old Man Cheng would definitely be able to chat together.

In addition to the bedroom on the second floor, there is also a glass balcony. There are many exotic flowers and plants on the ground. thriving.

Next to the balcony is Chu Yang's study. For a painter, it is a more professional and desirable working environment.

Cheng Qin didn't dare to bother, Chu Yang painted very seriously, he didn't answer his knock on the door, and finally retreated reluctantly.

Cheng Qin went back to the balcony, found a ballpoint pen at random, sat in the old man's chair and swayed, thinking for a while, when inspiration came suddenly, the pen refill fell on the white Kent paper, and slowly outlined the flowers and plants in the balcony.

After a long time, Cheng Qin felt that his hands were a little sore. He did some activities, and then wrote the subject and date of the words on the signature.

--Simple.

- February 201, 2*

Cheng Qin picked up his own work, and the degree of restoration was extremely high, just like taking a photo and adding a filter, he couldn't help being funny. When there is no such thing as inspiration, it is like constipation, and when it comes, it is like big Aunt, you have to prevent side leakage when you are making night use with side wings.

He looked at the palm of his hand and slowly lifted it up to block the beam of light penetrating through the gap of the spider plant. He tilted his head, and through a wall, he seemed to be able to see the serious Chu Yang in the room. His whole body seemed to be filled with an indescribable The power to feel that nothing is invincible.

Even if he can't win, Chu Yang said, it's okay, I'm here.

Yes, he is.

Cheng Qin put the painting on his face, and the faint smell of ink wafted into his nose, which seemed to be quite fragrant.

He rested his arms on his head, hooked his mouth, enjoying the joy of a simple life, a bit like a newborn.

Yes, freshmen.

"Are you sleepy?" Chu Yang's voice drifted into Cheng Qin's ears, and then the painting was removed, revealing that handsome and clean face.

Cheng Qin said, "No, just think about something."

"Oh," Chu Yang looked at Cheng Qin's masterpiece. He always knew that Cheng Qin's paintings had the ability to surprise people at first glance. His eyes were surprised, and slowly transitioned to envy, "It's beautiful."

Cheng Qin tilted his head to look at him, "What's wrong? He looks disappointed."

Chu Yang bent down and surrounded Cheng Qin between himself and the chair, "I don't seem to be able to catch up with you, your drawing is so good."

Cheng Qin flicked Chu Yang's nose, "Nonsense, work hard, how can you not compare to me, a disabled person..."

Chu Yang blocked Cheng Qin's mouth, bit Cheng Qin's lower lip, and when he heard the other party's "hiss", he let go in satisfaction, "Are you still talking nonsense?"

"No," Cheng Qin touched his lips, feeling that blood would ooze under the skin if it didn't bleed, "take your time, young man."

Chu Yang smiled, blew on Cheng Qin's mouth, and licked it again.

Cheng Qin said, "Why don't you paint anymore?"

"There are some problems." Chu Yang kissed Cheng Qin's nose, got up and stretched, "Will you help me take a look?"

Cheng Qin looked at Chu Yang suspiciously, obviously not believing it, and said angrily, "What do you think?"

Chu Yang was at a loss. Maybe after staying with Master Da Shui for a long time, he would naturally know how to drive and park, and he became more and more proficient. "To be honest, I won't mess with you."

Cheng Qin raised his eyebrows, "Get lost."

Duplicity has always been Cheng Qin's housekeeping skill, and after a few minutes, Pidianpidian followed him to the study.

Cheng Qin told Chu Yang a better way of expressing, and conveniently edited the storyboard a bit.

Chu Yang is very smart, he can see through a little bit, after the modification, the lines are virtual and real, orderly, with clear layers, if the background of the story is not different from the plot, the style of painting is really a trace of "Shen Ding", but this idea was quickly thrown away by himself Oh, isn't it disrespectful to a painter to think so!

Cheng Qin asked, "Which website are you on? Have you signed a contract yet?"

"FOFO," Chu Yang said, "Not yet, the updates required after signing the contract can't keep up, it's too abnormal."

"It turned out to be FOFO, and there are so many gods in it," Cheng Qin nodded, "We often cooperate with our studio, what is your vest?"

Chu Yang smiled mysteriously, "I won't tell you."

"Hey, hello," Cheng Qin pouted, "Aren't you rushing to the street?"

"Yeah, I'm dying." Chu Yang looked at Cheng Qin's depressed face, and laughed, "I'll tell you later, I'm shy now."

Cheng Qin rolled his eyes and walked away, "Tch, I've seen all the birds, you're so shy!"

Chu Yang: "..."

Cheng Qin held the car keys and waved his hands, "Go to work, you should be shy at home."

Chu Yang pulled Cheng Qin's arm back, kissed the back of his neck, and whispered into his ear, "Uncle Cheng, see you this afternoon."

Cheng Qin said, "I'll be back at noon, and I'll see you at noon."

Chu Yang said, "Okay, I'll cook."

After going to the studio to deal with some urgent matters, Cheng Qin was ready to go home and pack his things without shame and live with Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's study room is first-rate, but the main thing is that he fell in love with the balcony, where the lighting is good, and there are flowers and plants that he can't keep alive. Drinking coffee and reading a book in the afternoon is so pleasant!The more important thing is that he wants to work in these two places if he has a job, and if he doesn't have a job, he can do Chu Yang.

When Cheng Qin returned to the studio to pack his painting tools and prepare to skip work, Li Ansen blocked the office and told him a happy event.

He said: "Mu Yujun, the author of "The Great Demon Lord and the Ghostbuster Intern", wants to sign a contract with our studio."

Cheng Qin was taken aback, and smiled: "Then it's a good thing, you can take it yourself, don't treat others badly."

Li Ansen took off his glasses and wiped them with a cloth, "He has a condition."

"Conditions?" Cheng Qin frowned, put down what he was doing, motioned Li Ansen to sit down and said, "What conditions?"

Li Ansen said: "The condition is that his editor must be you."

The author has something to say: the chapter on revenge has come to an end for the time being.

Is it sweet?

☆, lost horse

"Me?" Cheng Qin was taken aback, "Are you calling my name?"

Li Ansen nodded, "Do you want to meet him?"

The scale of the studio is not second to none in China, and it is even a fresh blood. The veterans of entrepreneurship are all young. They dare to innovate, produce high-quality works, and have a good reputation in the industry.

Cheng Qin took photos in the character introduction column of corporate magazines. He has never been in the name of the head of the studio on other occasions or magazines, and he doesn’t even have a Weibo with V added. The external publicity is the official blog of the studio. It's not him, but Li Ansen who shows up in the public eye.

Could it be the one named Pei Shuai?No, he is engaged in photography.

The story is divided into two parts, Pei Shuai's photography skills are still very good, and the photos he captured made the bear boy very consistent with the original work... After the school starts, the two will be able to cooperate again during the cultural week. At that time, Lang Yu and Chuchen can do it Some embarrassing things...Chu Yang is about to start school in a week. After school starts, he can't sleep in. He has to send his boy friend to school...

"Hey," Li Ansen patted the table, "Have you listened again? Do you want to meet?"

"Huh?" Cheng Qin propped his chin, bit the nail on his little finger, his face fluttered, "Where did you talk?"

Li Ansen's eyebrows were about to shake out of his glasses, "It's broad daylight, what are you doing!?"

"Ah?" Cheng Qin touched his chin and patted his face, "Is it so obvious?"

Li Ansen: "..."

Cheng Qin plucked his hair, shook his head and couldn't be more frightened, "After saying goodbye to being single, it's just this bad thing, it's easy to get distracted..."

Li Ansen turned around angrily and left.

"Hey, Lao Li, I haven't finished yet," Cheng Qin corrected himself when he realized his mistake, and pulled Li Ansen back around the table. He didn't ask him for anything on their honeymoon last time, and now they are here to show their affection again. The thousand-year-old bastard, showing off his turtle shell, got down to business and said, "Ask him to come, I have time in the afternoon."

Li Ansen snorted, straightened his collar, "I'm sorry, editor-in-chief, I'll ask for leave in the afternoon to propose a marriage, you can watch the deduction of my salary."

Cheng Qin: "..."

It's just a show of affection, it's necessary to be so penny-pinching, even using a marriage proposal stalk!Serious lying is also powerful.Cheng Qin sat back in his chair, looked at Li Ansen boasting indifferently, waved his hands and said, "Okay, I'll follow you when the time comes, kneel down."

Cheng Qin was afraid that Li Ansen would come back and complain that he was not doing a good job, so he gave up fishing and went home, sat in front of the drawing table to conceive the next content, and was just about to write on the white Kent paper when suddenly, Something popped up like a flash.

For example, Chu Yang’s comics’ expressive techniques, storyboarding, and even realistic painting style are really similar to his own, but upon closer inspection, besides being very readable, Chu Yang seems to be very strict with his own painting style. Some even deliberately engraved their own labels.

Cheng Qin clamped the pen between his pouting lips and nose, leaned back into the boss's chair with his arms pillowed.He thinks that some painters will copy the strokes of the painters they like at the beginning, and gradually form their own style over time, and he is no exception. His painting style has matured and injected his own style, which also started from the serialization of "Shen Ding".

However, Chu Yang said that he liked his paintings since he was a child. At that time, the drawings in the sketchbook were all graffiti, or the initial immature character design and concept of "Shending". After so many years, there will still be so big. the impact?

Cheng Qin took down the pen and put it next to the paper, keeping the pen and paper parallel.

Chu Yang can cosplay "Shen Ding" Lang Yu, do you understand that he is a fan of "Shen Ding", if not, then he is a "strong man" drawn by his own face-controlling sister, Miss Cheng Shuang.

Then will he also draw the fans of "Shen Ding"?

Cheng Qin seemed to have thought of something, and decided to ask Chu Yang's Weibo account when he went back at noon.

Cheng Qin looked at the time, more than ten minutes had passed, and procrastination said every year that he committed it every year, procrastination cancer is the most advanced stage, and there is no cure.

Therefore, Painter Cheng picked up his pen and rushed to catch up. Just after finishing a storyboard, he received a call from Cheng's mother, saying that the family had steamed meat buns. I remember that when I first met Chu Yang, the bear boy killed a bag of buns. Chu Yang must like to eat stuffed buns.So the conversation turned a corner and said, I will go home and pack it up later.

The old lady didn't want to, she didn't make a special trip to let Cheng Qin go back to taste the "taste of mother", but the dead child hadn't seen each other for several days, not to mention, he didn't even have a phone call. Cheng Tian was safe, afraid of acting like a demon again outside, besides, Aunt Li next door introduced a girl, and she wanted to find out about Cheng Qin's background, whether he had a date, and eat a steamed stuffed bun to get involved in his life's major events.

Who knows, Cheng Qin is "upgraded" now, he doesn't even eat a meal at home, he just packs it up and takes it away, and picking up the meal at home is just like "Meituan takeaway", the only difference is that he doesn't pay for it.

"Mom, I'm really busy. I agreed to see a great author in the afternoon. Don't be angry. If you're not a girl, the beauty lotion that the boss bought for you will be useless," Cheng said. You are so hardworking, you immediately heard that the old lady was going to catch fire, and immediately poured some water to comfort her, "When I'm done with this work, I'll go back and be a spinning top for you, so you can beat me well."

"Nonsense," the old lady smiled through tears, pulling the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, "You're such an adult, who will whip you, I still think my arm hurts."

"Hey Hey."

"I just know how to laugh, come here early at noon." After finishing speaking, the old lady hung up the phone, pinching the phone, 2 minutes and 59 seconds.

Putting down the phone, Cheng Qin sent Chu Yang a WeChat message: Are you home?

Chu Yang: Well, painting.

Chu Yang: What's wrong?do you miss me?

Chu Yang: I miss you too, I can't concentrate anymore.

Cheng Qin smiled: Don't be blind, if I'm at home, won't you be unable to concentrate?

Chu Yang: At least you can focus on other things, such as...

Cheng Qin waited for two seconds, seeing that Chu Yang didn't post anymore, so he edited: Do AI?

Just as Cheng Qin clicked send, Chu Yang sent a short video.

In the video, Chu Yang is holding a book of stickers and turning the pages automatically.

There are two naked Q-version children drawn on it...

One is tied to a chair, the other is kneeling and masturbating, the characters have exaggerated expressions, the color of the rope on Jiji is protruding, and the exaggerated swinging of the bell is lively and fragrant, and the sense of substitution is very strong, because the paper is turned over at a constant speed , forming a flowing animation, dubbed in the later stage, it is a domestic H.

Cheng Qin almost threw away his phone, "Damn it!"

Cheng Qin dialed the phone, "Little Sheep, you are too shameless to draw that day!"

Chu Yang laughed, "Uncle Cheng, stop pretending, you like it very much."

Cheng Qin was speechless. Qi He had written a book called "Your Shameless Look I Like Most", and he was the one who came up with the title of this book.

"You're really smart."

Chu Yang smiled lightly and said, "When will you come back, I miss you."

"For a while," Cheng Qin said, "by the way, I'll go get the buns from my mother first, so don't cook."

"Row."

Cheng Qin coughed seriously, "Don't draw pornographic books anymore, be careful not to get beaten, and concentrate on drawing."

Chu Yang hummed.

When Cheng Qin came home at noon, he was inevitably scolded by Cheng's mother. After hearing that he was asked to go on a blind date, he wanted to chat a few words.

Cheng Qin entered the door, first went to the study on the second floor, opened a crack in the door, Chu Yang was really obedient, and concentrated on his work.

Cheng Qin tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen, heated the buns in the microwave, looked at the ingredients from the refrigerator, and finally his eyes fell on the bright red tomatoes. With his craftsmanship, there was only the whole tomato egg drop soup.

Chu Yang went downstairs to pour water to drink, and saw Cheng Qin slightly bent over to wash the tomatoes. After admiring it for a while, he finally couldn't stand up after washing for a long time——I don't feel sorry for Cheng Qin being tired, but also feel sorry for the country's water resources ,"You're back?"

Cheng Qin turned his head, put the tomato on the chopping board, and shook his hands, "I just came back, is tomato soup okay? I don't know anything else."

Chu Yang put down his cup, squeezed Cheng Qin's chin and kissed, "I'll do it."

Cheng Qin hesitated for a few seconds, thinking that the quality of the food would affect his mood, he handed over the power to Chu Yang, "Thank you for your hard work."

Chu Yang smiled, "I'm very hungry and don't want to wait."

Cheng Qin: "..."

Too slow.

The following live broadcast proved that Chu Yang, who is skilled in cooking, is indeed more agile than Cheng Qin.

"Ding--"

The microwave made a sound, and Cheng Qin took out the buns, smelled them, "It smells so good, your mother-in-law is a master at making buns, and she's willing to put meat in."

Chu Yang smiled and said nothing about the word "mother-in-law".

Cheng Qin took a bun and blew it, and took a mouthful of it to Chu Yang's mouth, "Come, try it."

Chu Yang was beating the egg liquid, staring at the bowl for fear of spilling it, moved his mouth to Cheng Qin's hand and opened his mouth, ready to welcome the steamed stuffed bun made by his mother-in-law, who knew that Cheng Qin would tease a man regardless of the occasion, and the steamed stuffed bun didn't fill Chu Yang's mouth according to the routine Li, he brought his own mouth, and hooked his tongue by the way.

Chu Yang put down the bowl calmly, let the soup in the pot boil, turned around and put his arms around Cheng Qin's waist, squeezed to the edge of the pool, and kissed aggressively and domineeringly.

This is what happens when someone tricks others and ends up being tricked.

In the afternoon, Cheng Qin sat at the workbench for a long time, reminiscing about the episodes in the kitchen, and finally understood that Chu Yang was on a errand to paint Xiao Huangman.

Just as he was contemplating whether to send it too, the internal line rang.

"Mr. Cheng, the author of "The Great God of Demon Subduing and the Ghostbuster Intern" is here, in the reception room."

"Okay, let's invite him to my office." Cheng Qin looked at his watch, "By the way, let Editor-in-Chief Li come over too."

Cheng Qin took out a box of tea leaves from the storage cabinet, poured the water into the purple sand to wash the tea after the water was boiled.

The door rang three times.

Cheng Qin said, "Please come in."

The visitor is wearing a white woolen coat with a thick turtleneck sweater inside. The color of the clothes increases the favorability, which is between green and mature. The hair has been deliberately taken care of, and the bushy eyebrows are slightly covered, and the mouth is pursed and smiling. At that time, a pair of deer eyes were particularly moving. Who else could it be if it wasn't Chu Yang?

"Hey? Why are you..." Cheng Qin was surprised for a short time, then his mind turned quickly, "You are Mr. Muyu!"

The author has something to say: Our slogan is: sweet to tooth decay!

Daily life + plot = daily life + play [cover your face and feel shy]

☆, figured out

Chu Yang held out a decent and charming smile, and stretched out his white hands, "Hello, Da Da."

Cheng Qin stretched out his hand in a daze. Maybe he had just come in from the outside. Chu Yang's hand was a little cold. This chill could not help but wake him up a bit. Looking at Chu Yang, if you look closely, it is a kind of doting reprimand from the older youth to the younger generation.

Chu Yang was handsome for less than three seconds, showing a mouthful of white teeth and a silly smile, pulled Cheng Qinxiong into a hug, and said coquettishly, "Don't look at me like that, I said I'll see you in the afternoon."

It turned out that it was a greeting.

Cheng Qin's body and arms were embraced by Chu Yang, and the cold air from the other party passed onto him one after another, and he could smell the perfume from the cold air.

"Mensao," Cheng Qin poked into his neck and sniffed, "You still wear perfume!"

Chu Yang let go of Cheng Qin, held Cheng Qin's face in both hands to keep warm, and said with a smile, "I'll steal from you, I'll learn from you!"

"It's so cold." Cheng Qin took away Chu Yang's hand and twisted it behind his waist, leaning forward, suppressing him domineeringly, "I'm Ming Sao, why don't you learn, huh?"

Cheng Qin was about to take advantage of Chu Yang. After two knocks on the door, Li Ansen broke in with a stack of A4 papers.

Cheng Qin stood up, "Didn't you go to propose marriage?"

Li Ansen closed the door, "...a sudden marriage proposal will appear insincere."

"Yeah, I still have to deduct money." Cheng Qin nodded, "There's no time to edit it now."

Li Ansen's face was a little dark, and he decided not to remember the villain's mistakes. He reached out to Chu Yang, "Hello, I am the editor-in-chief Li Ansen."

Chu Yang smiled and shook hands with Li Ansen, "Hi, I'm Mr. Muyu."

The three of them got down to business and talked about Chu Yang's works.

Li Ansen had a panoramic view of the scene when he first entered the door, so when Chu Yang was looking at the contract template, he mouthed "New favorite?" to Cheng Qin to find out.

Cheng Qin rolled his eyes, with an expression of "what's your eyes?", and then said a "lover".

Li Ansen silently classified Chu Yang as Cheng Qin's wife. Since he was his own person, he gave Chu Yang the greatest sincerity for the profit sharing, provided that the content of the contract was reasonable.And Chu Yang is not too excited, the benefits to him may be far less than the temptation of this new studio to make his works familiar to more readers.

The two had some simple communication on other matters. Cheng Qin propped his chin and drank tea like an outsider. He was very relieved that Li Ansen had worked together for so many years. I think tacit understanding.

Li Ansen made a simple modification on the contract template, saying: "Next month is the 10th anniversary of the FOFO website. The studio and the website have always had an in-depth cooperative relationship. When there is an author conference, our studio will also participate. We signed that day."

Chu Yang was taken aback, "Ah? Am I going too?"

"I'm going to make a book for you," Li Ansen stroked his glasses, "There will be live broadcast interactions throughout the day, and there will be topics, which will be a good start for your work."

Chu Yang: "But I have never participated in this kind of activity."

Cheng Qin rubbed Chu Yang's head, "Editor-in-Chief Li invited you because he thought you were handsome and that you were a man with publicity points."

Chu Yang: "..."

Li Ansen finally showed a "children can teach" smile.

Cheng Qin looked at Chu Yang with a cute face, which was really cute, so he turned around and said, "But I think you should stop showing your face. I will be jealous if people see it."

Li Ansen's smile cracked, and he glared at Cheng Qin sadly.

The latter laughed.

Chu Yang's back was sweating a little, and he rubbed his forehead, always feeling caught in two weird auras.

Chu Yang asked: "Will you all go that day?"

Cheng Qin said: "Of course, the authors under my banner will also go, and the awards will be presented, and the organizer's dinner will still be on the cruise ship."

Chu Yang gave Cheng Qin a "==" look, thinking that the other party was an outstanding representative of "only state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps", and he was absolutely forced to go to the cruise ship, so he smiled and said to Li Ansen: "You are in advance Inform me so that I can ask the school for leave."

Cheng Qin waved his hand and said, "Why don't you ask for leave, study hard."

Chu Yang said: "I'd better go, I can watch you a bit."

Someone with a "convict record" stopped talking.

"It happened to be the weekend," Li Ansen said with a smile, "I will send you an invitation then."

Cheng Qin: "..."

After Chu Yang finished filling out his resume, he handed it to Li Ansen, who knew that Cheng Qin snatched it away. He shook the paper, glanced at ten lines, and when he saw that the Weibo name column was empty, he asked: "Weibo didn't write .”

Chu Yang touched his nose, "I, no."

Cheng Qin handed it to Li Ansen, and was obviously taken aback. This was not surprise, but disbelief, "You didn't?"

Li Ansen glanced over, "It's okay, apply for one, and increase the publicity."

Chu Yang said, "Okay."

Cheng Qin stared at Chu Yang with an unfathomable look in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Chu Yang asked, and then smiled a little shyly, "Am I so stupid? I don't even have Weibo."

Cheng Qin patted Chu Yang's head and said with a smile, "No."

Li Ansen moved slightly stiffly to the side.

Cheng Qin was quite hesitant about being the editor of Chu Yang. After all, he is also a painter himself. Very strenuous thing.

Of course, if Chu Yang paints at home, makes small fights, flirts, and draws some pornographic films with the other party, all of these are allowed by time.

Cheng Qin said, "Chu Yang, let Anson be your editor. He has more experience than me."

Chu Yang handed the signed contract to Li Ansen with both hands, "Okay, then I have to trouble Teacher Li."

Li Ansen adjusted his glasses, and was very satisfied with the title of teacher. He immediately felt that Cheng Qin's "lover" was very reliable, so he said gently, "No trouble, let's learn from each other."

Cheng Qin looked at Li Ansen unexpectedly, and felt that he had to show some face. Usually he was always sneering at him, but this time he was so modest, and finally spoke back.

Li Ansen stood up and said with a smile: "I still have something to do, you guys keep busy."

The pronunciation of "busy" is a bit heavy.

Chu Yang also stood up, pursing his lips and smiling shyly.

Li Ansen shook hands with Chu Yang again, "When you publish the booklet, I will do my best to make you a great god like Xunyang, or even surpass him." Li Ansen gritted his teeth a bit when he said the last three words. He also glanced at Cheng Qin, and there was even a trace of provocation in the corner of his eyes, but the short-sightedness he met made what he said quite intriguing.

Cheng Qinmei: "..."

Chu Yang felt a little embarrassed, and said with a naive smile, "Don't dare, you're being serious, I'm a newcomer."

Li Ansen said: "You will, as long as you don't delay the draft."

Chu Yang: "..."

This Li Ansen pointed out that Sang Huai's skill has been perfected.

Li Ansen left and locked the door very intimately.

Chu Yang looked at Cheng Qin's darkened face, slowly approached, pouted, "Should I feel wronged?"

Cheng Qin said, "What do you mean?"

Chu Yang stretched out his finger and stroked Cheng Qin's lips, "Don't be stupid, you pushed me away, and you won't be my editor."

Cheng Qin bit Chu Yang's troublesome hand, licked his fingertips, and said, "You keep me so busy, what if there is no harmony in the future?"

Chu Yang smiled, playing with Cheng Qin's tongue with his fingers, pretending to be stupid with a pure face, "What's the disharmony?"

Hearing these words, Cheng Qin felt that the tail malleus was going to be crisp, and he was about to grab Chu Yang's arm.