Rich green tea dressed as cannon fodder husband and wife

"Xu Xin?" Fu Mingyan frowned, "Meet him just now?"

Shen Yao nodded: "We just... said hello." That's what Shen Yao said, but his expression didn't look like he just said hello.

Fu Mingyan noticed it, and put down the hand that was holding him, Shen Yao leaned forward, leaning his face on his shoulder, like a little daughter-in-law who has suffered a lot.

"..." Fu Mingyan really reached out and stroked the hair on the back of his head as a comfort.

"……What did he say?"

Shen Yao shook his head on his shoulder sullenly, and murmured awkwardly: "No. He has such a big wrist and good character, how could he bully me." He touched Fu Mingyan's cheek through his clothes as he spoke. The collarbone, like a childish "seduction", is very attractive.

"Well. You don't seem to be able to be bullied." Fu Mingyan said, patting the top of his hair.

Shen Yao just started to cry, but didn't answer.

"You...you didn't say that a few days ago!" Shen Yao looked up at Fu Mingyan.

Fu Mingyan's eyes had a bit of sarcasm, which made Shen Yao's heart twitch, and he asked, "What did I say a few days ago?"

Shen Yao failed to pick up again, and his eloquence seemed to be temporarily out of order. He paused for a second before looking away, his ears turned red quietly, and he muttered: "You said earlier 'he is just a child who is jealous'..."

Fu Mingyan's fingertips brushed against his earlobe, and Shen Yao was shocked and "hummed", but it obviously did not create a deterrent effect.

"You are also a child." Fu Mingyan said.

"I'm not...I'm not jealous."

"No? I'll take a look." Fu Mingyan raised his chin, and looked at his expression carefully, the corners of his eyes and brows were all so deep that Shen Yao would be infatuated on the spot.

Shen Yao could clearly hear his heart beating loudly, little by little, but he couldn't hold it down, the more he wanted to suppress it, the harder it was to ignore it.What's going on, why did you react to Fu Mingyan so much?Obviously he was old and cold, and he beat himself... Could it be that he has some strange tendencies?

But Shen Yao still couldn't help thinking that he was good-looking, so he wanted to stay for a few more days.There is no reason to say, a painter likes beautiful things, of course there is no need for any reason, the heartbeat must be a natural reaction.affim.

"..." Fu Mingyan suddenly smiled, as if he had noticed the change in him.

"What are you laughing at... You weren't so nice to me before—I mean, before going to bed." Shen Yao blushed and wanted to push back, anyway, he was unforgiving.

"Illusion." Fu Mingyan seemed to be in a good mood, his palms ran along Shen Yao's shoulders all the way to his waist, Shen Yao was like a cat that had been patted down, only whimpering but not refuting.

As soon as Fu Mingyan's hand was lightly placed on the back of Shen Yao's neck, a warm and ambiguous feeling enveloped his whole body in an instant. Shen Yao naturally raised his head to look into Fu Mingyan's eyes. The heat in his palm implied a strong hint, and Shen Yao blinked. She blinked, but still didn't close her eyes.

"...What?" Fu Mingyan didn't kiss, but just asked.

"It's a bit... Mouth hurts." Shen Yao pursed his lips. "Maybe...it was scratched yesterday."

Fu Mingyan didn't speak, his thumb gently stroked his plump lower lip, it seemed that it was indeed hurt.

"It's you who struggled too hard."

"Obviously it's you..." Shen Yao didn't dare to finish his sentence, after all he still didn't dare to sit on a stool.

He obviously retorted, but Fu Mingyan indulged him. He kissed Shen Yao's forehead lightly, and said:

"That's a punishment for you, and the reward will be next time."

"What next time..." Shen Yao felt another pain in his unspeakable part.But there was a glimmer of expectation in my heart.Shen Yao repeatedly scolded himself as perverted.

"Stay away from Fu Jianyun, and talk about rewards after you recover." Fu Mingyan stroked Shen Yao's face with the palm of his hand, and when he heard the name "Fu Jianyun", Shen Yao obviously hesitated to speak, and Fu Mingyan said: " explain."

"Is he... your own nephew?" Shen Yao cautiously probed.

"Ah."

"You... brother's son?"

"Well. I'll let someone arrange the matter he said, and you don't have to deal with it yourself. "

"Draw a poster for his album?"

"After signing the cooperation agreement, someone will arrange it for you."

"Why...don't ask me if I want to?"

Fu Mingyan paused, "You don't want to, and there is no other job for you."

"Why not? I can sell paintings, and I don't have to rely on others."

"Don't be childish." Fu Mingyan became serious, although he still hugged Shen Yao, "The storm hasn't passed yet, do you want to suffer again?"

"..." Shen Yao tensed all over, turned his head and pretended to submit submissively, but it was still awkward.

"Okay, I still have a job. You can ask the secretary to take you to sign the agreement. Remember my warning," Fu Mingyan pinched his chin, and said in a deep voice, "Stay away from Fu Jianyun."

"...Understood." Shen Yao turned around, but turned back suddenly, hugged Fu Mingyan and gave a hard "boo", then watched Fu Mingyan wipe his lips, gave him a provocative look, and snorted quickly slipped away.

If you don't run faster, he is afraid that Fu Mingyan will keep him on the spot.

He can no longer stand the toss in this state.

The secretary is a beautiful woman with long legs and thin waist, Shen Yao shamelessly took another look.

With this figure, being a model is absolutely... no, it's another occupational disease.

Shen Yao noticed that the female secretary had started to glance at him, so she quickly lowered her head and smiled apologetically. Of course, the secretary's sister didn't care too much. First, Shen Yao is Mr. Fu's person, and second... this kid looks like He's just grown up, and the secretary's sister is a round older than him, so it's not too bad to treat him like a little brother.

"Sign the agreement here, wait for a while, someone will come over to talk to you right away." Seeing Shen Yao nodding obediently, the secretary almost couldn't help reaching out to touch his head.

"Well, cough... Remember to tidy up the buttons on the neckline." The secretary sister left after speaking.

Only then did Shen Yao look down at his neckline in a daze.

At some point, one of them was untied, and the collarbone and part of the chest were peeking out.

Fu Mingyan doesn't have this kind of problem. With his style, he usually explains it face to face or lets Shen Yao take it off by himself——wait, could it be...that kid Fu Jianyun?

Just as Shen Yao was thinking of this name, the door of the small reception room opened.

Fu Jianyun leaned against the door.

"Little painter, are you free the day after tomorrow? There is a modernist art exhibition in Shui'an City, sponsored by Jiu Sheng, and the exhibition hall occupies the third floor of Shui'an Tower. Do you want to go?"

Shen Yao hesitated for a moment.

"There was an auction that day, and the finale was Zhang Tingshan's painting of sixteen fairies."

"I'm free!" Shen Yao typically forgets his mother when he sees his grandma.