I have become the white moonlight of the iceberg boss [Rebirth]

After Luo Chongyan finished speaking, he heard the slight footsteps behind him gradually disappearing, so he simply buried his head in the quilt, stretched out an arm to reach the mobile phone on the table, clicked on the address book and sent a string of foreign numbers without notes in English. A message: [In the email of the drawing, I will see the real thing in a week. ]

The other party had just woken up at this hour, and the blond curly-haired man who hadn't slept well sat on the high stool with a tired face, squinting at the messages on the phone with the cigarette between his fingertips.

The full lips that swallowed the coffee spit out a series of Italian words without repetition, with a rather ferocious expression, probably not a pleasant word.

As an internationally renowned chief jewelry designer, his labor force is not what Luo uses, even though Luo pays him very handsomely.

The man was cursing, but he turned on the computer with a coffee cup in his hand to receive the encrypted email. The jewelry drawn by Luo himself is not considered a loss.

Luo was still working on his robot at school last year, and the two occasionally took jewelry classes together.

It's just that Luo is an auditor, and he just returned to campus after five or six years to adjust his work exhibition, and he worked as a teaching assistant beside his mentor, looking for inspiration along the way while helping out.

This beautiful young man from the East, every time he works after class, he has to be amazed.

Even though he is still a little immature in many professional aspects, the aura and colors overflowing from his works are so gorgeous and eye-catching.

Luo brings new ideas every time, which stimulates him to constantly produce new ideas.

Half of his works in the next spring exhibition before Christmas are the crystallization of the inspiration collision that Mr. Muse gave him.

The drawings in the email are very detailed and professional, and the three-dimensional renderings, section drawings, structural drawings, material selection, and colors are clearly marked.

Even the design concept and concept are very trendy and avant-garde, he is a little envious of the person in Luo's heart.

After Mr. Brand printed out the drawings, he ordered his assistants to prepare them according to the materials required above. This troublesome Mr. Muse asked not to be neglected for the first time, so it should be a New Year's gift for him.

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After sending the message, Luo Chongyan put down his phone and lay back on the bed, blinking his eyes like two black grapes, he didn't know what name he would use to give away the necklace after he got it, after all, Shi Zhou hardly wore other accessories except the watch.

Lying on the bed and thinking about it, I was a little sleepy and ready to sleep, when the door that was not closed was gently pushed open again.

He opened his eyes "swipely" when he heard the movement, and turned his head to take a look - Shi Zhou, with his slightly wet hair, was folded back again in a black pajamas hugging a single quilt.

Luo Chongyan's eyes widened: "???"

Shi Zhou put down the quilt in his hand, and folded Luo Chongyan's quilt from home for him, so that it would not be easy for the wind to get in when he turned over.

When he moved close to fold the quilt for Luo Chongyan, he could smell the soft and drooping hair of the big ice cubes, as well as his own smell, mixed together like a sweet and sour sunbathing lying in the green grass after the rain. lemon.

Shi Zhou has medium-length hair, which is usually brushed up to reveal the full forehead and brow peaks.

The freshly dried hair still falls down when combed, covering less than half of the forehead, and even the eyes in the eye sockets are half blocked by the ends of eyelashes, preventing others from prying.

After Shi Zhou finished folding the quilt, he unfolded the quilt that he carried over beside him, but there was only the quilt and no pillow.

From the moment Luo Chongyan came in carrying the quilt, all his thoughts were handed over to Cai Bao at home, and he waited dumbly for him to spread the quilt.

Shi Zhou was afraid of hurting his eyes and finished the whole process with the light outside. The two of them did not break this quiet moment, only the occasional small sound from the quilt, which was very pleasant to Luo Chongyan's ears, and it was a moment worth collecting.

The door that was opened by "pata" was closed again by a hand covered with black gloves, and the room was completely dark. Luo Chongyan couldn't suppress the scorching heat in his eyes and stared at the tall figure walking from the door, pressing his hands under his buttocks Don't let it move.

Shi Zhou sat down with his back facing him, took off his gloves and shoes, lifted the quilt, and lay down with his body tensed.

The two hands were neatly placed on the stomach, and the thumb of the right hand lightly touched the place where the left hand was tied with the tie by the little bastard.

Luo Chongyan turned his head quickly, leaving Shi Zhou with his back half erected, and his chest began to disobey again, who did he want to be heard by jumping so loudly? !

The two of them maintained this position like two stiff logs. After half an hour, Luo Chongyan couldn't bear to turn around, staring at the time when he had already closed his eyes and fell asleep. He didn't bring a pillow and could only bend his right arm and press it under his head.

Luo Chongyan never thought that Shi Zhou would just lie quietly beside him like this, sleeping in the same bed like his parents in his childhood memories.

Shi Zhouming didn't make any sound except the sound of breathing, but he could feel his presence all the time, silent but extremely domineering, occupying all the blood under his skin and engulfing all senses.

Luo Chongyan also imitated him and propped his arms under his face, his eyelashes fluttering slowly, defying the sleepiness of his body and wanting to take another look...

Until the beautiful eyes were completely closed, the good boy who was sleeping obediently got a very light wrist kiss.

Shi Zhou pulled away the hand under his face, pressed it for a while and it became numb, and replaced the pillow with his own arm, and the pillow under Luo Chongyan's head completely changed hands.

Luo Chongyan woke up in a daze in the middle of the night, raised two arms and found that he still had an arm on his waist, if it wasn't for his useless legs, he would probably be so scared that he could raise his legs and kick the extra person out.

Still confused in his mind, he only remembered that brother Zhou came to sleep with him, and he didn't notice that there was anything wrong with the two of them hugging and sleeping together.

Sleepiness prevailed, he yawned a little, slipped into Shi Zhou's arms again, and continued to sleep.

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When he woke up again, there was no one beside Luo Chongyan, even the extra quilt on the bed was put away, and he was lying on the pillow alone in the middle.

Everything that happened last night was like a dream. When I woke up, I should say goodbye to the dream.

Luo Chongyan rubbed his eyes and sat up, dreaming is fine, he hasn't slept so well for a long time.

He walked to the bathroom in his pajamas. The toothbrush on the sink had already been filled with toothpaste and mouthwash.

"People didn't come in, so everything else has been arranged." Luo Chongyan grabbed the toothbrush and stuffed it into his mouth, squinting his eyes to look at himself in the mirror, subconsciously thinking whether he looks more like his father or his mother now.

Luo Chongyan had a very good day this day. He had to hug him every day when he walked more than 20 meters, and Yue Ming pushed the wheelchair over from behind with a toothache from eating too much dog food.

After eating breakfast, he opened his mouth wide and waited for Shi Zhou to blow it until it was not too hot to feed him. He took a bite and ordered Shi Zhou to take a bite with his own spoon, but Shi Zhou only took a mouthful pretendingly, and fed him the rest.

Luo Chongyan kept his attention on Shi Zhou and didn't think about the plane. Fortunately, they had just finished breakfast when Cheng Dong sent news that there was news of the plane.

The entire flight crew was extremely powerful. They immediately found a place to land forcibly in times of crisis. They struggled with the suddenly bad weather for a long time, and finally landed in a field where no birds shit.

It's just that the communication equipment at that time was damaged, and there was no 2G network in the wilderness, so the rescue team searched all night but failed to find anyone.

Luo Chongyan subconsciously squeezed Shi Zhou's hand, and after confirming with Cheng Dong again and again, he was relieved, and whispered: "It's fine, it's fine."

Shi Zhou waited for him to calm down, and went out to make a phone call to deal with the following matters.

Luo Chongyan held the tablet to read the specific results of the report, and pulled Yue Ming to discuss that after the game was over, he would go home and go to the temple to pray for Shi Zhou's safety.

Luo Chongyan, who never believed in these things, doesn't care about 21 now, even if it's just for peace of mind, he has to do it.

"By the way, I have a list of materials here, please prepare it for me as soon as possible." Luo Chongyan hesitated for a while, and handed the list made on the computer to Yue Ming.

Yue Ming looked at the micron chip and the messy tools on it, a little confused.

At first glance, these things seem to be prepared for robots, but after careful consideration, he found the difference, but he still chose not to ask the young master what these things are going to do. He has reasons for everything he does, and he can’t stop it. Waste of saliva.

Luo Chongyan sat on the sofa and looked at the back of Yue Ming leaving. Fu Ruoyun and Zhong Yu were still chatting about the plane. His mood changed and the scenery in front of him changed.

He spread out his hands, and withdrew his eyes slowly following the lines on his palms.

Everything is hard-won now, even if the lines on his hands were sacrificed with blood, he still has to walk down this sea of ​​cannibalistic blood.

It doesn't matter how many crimes these hands will commit, even if one day he finds out and hates himself.

But being able to protect him is enough.

"Brother Zhou, don't blame me." Luo Chongyan rolled up the lines on his palm.

The list of the top eight came out that night, and the next match will be in the east coast city of Mingjiang, which will be in the afternoon four days later.

Luo Chongyan took a second look at the top eight list: tomb VS steel blades of the same type, Hurricane VS full-body spinning ice blades.

In addition to their two teams, he paid special attention to the third-ranked bone king and the No.4 assassin in the drum category.

The top five are all favorites to win the championship. Except for the Qingzuka team, which are all domestic veteran players, Luo Chongyan can't wait to try their depth.

The representative's accident delayed the international meeting on the second day, and Shi Zhou had to rush back to deal with the follow-up matters. Although it was a natural disaster, the delayed meeting caused heavy losses to the entire country.

Luo Chongyan knew the seriousness, so he hugged him for a while longer before getting into the car.

Although there are still four days before the game, he intends to use the base here to update the tomb, and then go directly to Mingjiang City by boat.

If he stops at the top eight, he will go home in less than a week, but if he wants to go further, he will not see time for more than ten days.

Three autumns in a day, so many autumns that will not be seen in the future, how will Luo Chongyan, who is about to be spoiled by him, live?

"Take care of yourself." After Shi Zhou finished speaking, he let go of Luo Chongyan in his arms and sat back in the car, staring straight ahead, not looking at Luo Chongyan's reluctant eyes.

Cheng Dongchong stared at the rabbit-eyed Luo Chongyan and bowed, then closed the door for Mr.

The black Bentley started slowly, and the figures in the rearview mirrors on both sides gradually shrunk. After leaving for a second, the piggy bank filled with misses began to accumulate over time.

Luo Chongyan waved at the car, Shi Zhou had always watched him take the first step, this time it was him who would see him off.

He turned his back to the crowd, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"I want to win the championship."

It's just that Luo Chongyan, who hates losing, doesn't bother to fight for this world except time, and for the first time has the consciousness to win.

He has to stand at the highest point to be worthy of today's sacrifice.