Tao Li Luo Tang Qian

Because Rong Yao got the chance to live forever by accident, Su Nuo and Rong Yao have lived together for thousands of years, and now it is the 22nd century where technology is advanced and same-sex people can still marry and have children. During these thousands of years, he and Rong Yao Rong Yao and everyone in Lingxi Mountain have experienced many things. Because of their longevity, they will move to other strange places every 100 years. There will be laughter and tears. The only thing that remains the same is the unchanging true relationship between him and Rong Yao. And the family and friendship with everyone.

Now Su Nuo and Rong Yao, with everyone's help, have turned the ancient grocery store into one of the largest companies in the country. Mrs. Chang Xiaohui and Mrs. Zhu Dachun have become the elders of the company. Everyone's life is also the same. The more the better.

"Wow, Boss, look at how handsome your family Su Wen and Su Wu are! Ah! They are blinking at me, what a Su!" Chang Xiaohui hugged the pillow tightly and stared at the TV screen, and excitedly started typing on the sofa. Get out, "They all blinked at me, it seems that I'm going to change my family, oh!"

Su Nuo sat on the sofa holding a teacup, helplessly watching Chang Xiaohui committing a nympho, with an indescribable feeling in her heart, because the two tall and handsome guys on the screen were none other than her fourth and fifth cubs.

Of the five sons of the Rong family, the eldest son and the second son are very business-minded and have been helping Rong Yao manage the company. Likes and good looks who can play have entered the entertainment circle, and they have been mixed well.

Su Nuo saw that Chang Xiaohui started holding her son's poster again to be a nympho, she couldn't help but teased, "Lang Cheng has been with you for thousands of years, you don't have to be afraid that he will get angry and bite you."

"Hey, he still dares to bite me? Boss, don't think that Lang Cheng is usually a smiling tiger in the company. You don't know how virtuous and cowardly he is at home. He wouldn't dare to bite me if I borrowed ten guts from him!" Chang Xiaohui snorted dejectedly, looked at Su Nuo who seemed to see everything through, hurriedly changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "Boss, tell the truth, you have lived with Brother Rong for thousands of years, you just Don't you feel tired?"

"No, it's great to be with him all the time, why are you tired?" Su Nuo replied without even thinking, with a warm smile blooming on her handsome face.

Chang Xiaohui also pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of yearning and he said: "That's great, I am so envious of Boss and Brother Rong, my family Lang Cheng and I can get stubborn every day we talk, every time Either I scratched him or he bit me."

"Hahaha, I think it's mostly you who scratched him. Every time I go to work, I can find Lang Cheng complaining to brother Ayao. The marks on his face make me feel pitiful. If it weren't for me, I would know that you are a mouse." , I suspect you are a cat demon!" Su Nuo picked up the pillow next to her, giggling non-stop.

But Chang Xiaohui suffered, he touched his ass, and secretly slandered, his family Lang Cheng is really cunning, every time he speaks in places where others can't see, how dare he show his boss?If Brother Rong finds out, won't he abolish himself?He looked aggrieved at his boss who was blushing with a smile, and muttered softly, "Hmph, the baby is suffering but he just doesn't say anything."

"Hahaha, look at what you said, it seems like I'm bullying you, what's the relationship between Xiaohui and us, just say what you have to say." Su Nuo hooked Chang Xiaohui's shoulder, and was about to tease Chang. Xiao Hui, the mobile phone on the sofa rang by itself, he looked at the caller ID, hurriedly left Chang Xiaohui, and answered the phone happily, "Hey, Brother Ayao, you and Lang Cheng are back from a business trip? That's great, I'll pick you up by car, huh? Pick me up right away, oh, I'm at Xiao Hui's villa, you just come here to pick me up, um, wait for you."

"Lang Cheng is back too?" Chang Xiaohui sat up from the sofa, calculations flickered in his eyes.

"Well, hurry up and wait for your family to be successful!" Su Nuo continued to fiddle with the phone, not paying attention to Chang Xiaohui's conspiratorial eyes, and then made another call, "Hey, Xiaole, your father You came back from a business trip today, you call your brothers and sisters and ask them to come back for dinner tonight, well, don’t work too hard."

"Boss..." Chang Xiaohui watched his boss hang up the phone, hurriedly brought a few posters to Su Nuo tremblingly, and said with anticipation in his eyes: "Can you help me to ask Xiao Wen Xiao?" Do you want an autograph from Wu? They are so handsome, I want you to help me through the back door."

"Hey, Xiao Hui, you've been watching Xiaowen Xiaowu for thousands of years, and you don't feel tired?" Although Su Nuo complained unforgivingly about Chang Xiaohui, she still accepted Chang Xiaohui's poster , I don’t know what I thought of, and proudly snorted coldly: "But it’s true, Xiaowen and Xiaowu all look like Brother Ayao, my brother Ayao is so handsome, everyone should be obsessed, okay, I’ll talk to you tonight help you!"

Chang Xiaohui laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and at the same time flattered him, "It's better to be my boss, thank you, boss, this way I can be awesome in the Danmei writer group!"

"A group of Danmei authors?" Su Nuo suddenly remembered that Chang Xiaohui seemed to be very keen on writing in the past two years, and he also read a book, but he was very angry when he read that book, and half of it was brushed by Chang Xiaohui I bought some presents and left, but now that I think about it, I started to complain again: "Xiaohui, I didn't mean you, your novel called Huantuo Farming Lives, the plot of the story is very good, it's the wife who let me I hate it, he used Xu Kunyan to get everything, and then left him, and turned his head to be with another Gong, it's really disgusting, and..."

"Boss, boss, listen to my explanation. It's my first novel, and it can be said to be black history. I also have reflections, but I don't know how to change it. Don't scold me. Now I also feel that I am very sorry for Xiao Xu. "Chang Xiaohui explained to himself with a strong desire to survive.

Su Nuo had also seen Chang Xiaohui racking his brains in agony to write an article. He knew that any work was the author's painstaking effort, so he stopped talking about other unpleasant things and patted Chang Xiaohui's Shoulder: "Well, I'm also a little emotional, don't mind, in fact, except for the shou, your writing is really good, the sense of harvest in farming is the same as what we experienced, and the short stories in the family are very interesting. Warm, really good-looking, but I just feel sorry for that Xu Kunyan, he is handsome, gentle and affectionate, although he is not as good as my brother Ayao, but he is also the second perfect man I have ever seen, why did he get hurt by that scum Yes, what a pity!"

Chang Xiaohui listened to his boss's crackling complaints, and hated himself so much in his heart. Why did he have a brain twitch at the beginning, and wrote such a scumbag and scheming story, which provoked many people's complaints. While he was sincerely repenting, he also He began to plan his own reformation.

**

In the evening, Chang Xiaohui sat in front of the computer desk, leaned on his face with one hand, looked helplessly at the document in front of him, and muttered, "Hey, the outlines of this story are all linked together. Thinking about it, it is even more difficult than writing a new book, my hair! I think it will all fall out tonight."

"Huh? What's wrong with you? Why do you lose your hair?" Lang Cheng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, wrapped himself in a towel, put the mineral water on Chang Xiaohui's desk, and leaned over to look at Chang Xiaohui's computer Suddenly, he smiled knowingly, "Isn't this the story of a black-hearted scumbag! Why are you reading this novel again?"

"Hmph, what's that name? This book is called Huantuo Farming Lives. How can it be called such a vulgar name." Chang Xiaohui gave Lang Cheng the contempt of a king who said "you are really uneducated", and then leaned on his chin again. Sighed, "Hey, to tell you the truth, the boss complained about my article today, and he hated it very much, so I wanted to change it, but I found that this change was just a distraction. And move the whole body, all the settings have to be refurbished and changed, I am very confused now."

Because Lang Cheng has been with Rong Yao for a long time, he has gradually learned to pamper his partner. He raised his head and took a sip of water, sat on the chair next to him, dragged Chang Xiaohui's swivel chair to his side, got up and took Chang Xiaohui Pulling it into his arms, he said dotingly: "If you feel troubled, then don't change it. Boss Su is not the kind of reader who will send you a blade if you don't change it. I remember that he voted for your book. Less gifts, I am first and he is second, according to my understanding of him, he said, next time he writes a good book, let him invest hundreds of thousands for you."

"Wow! You are so unscrupulous, I don't want to cheat my boss like that." Chang Xiaohui pushed Lang Cheng, who was sticking to him, his eyes were shining brightly, and then he began to think again: "But you said let me start again. It’s okay to write a book, but I’m a little tired now, so I need to rest, otherwise my body will be overwhelmed.”

"Well, don't make yourself too tired." Lang Cheng hugged Chang Xiaohui tightly, his eyes suddenly fell on Chang Xiaohui's author's name, and he unconsciously read out, "Salt and pepper fries? Xiao Hui, I have always I would like to ask you, were you eating when you chose the author’s name? Why did you choose such a casual name? You shouldn’t call it something with restraint? For example: Gray Dream, or Little Gray Wolf Okay, salt and pepper fries are really bad."

Chang Xiaohui, who was still touching Lang Cheng's thoughtfulness and gentleness, immediately put away his smiling face. He tried to break free from Lang Cheng's arms with a cold face, but after struggling, there was no result. He rolled his eyes at Lang Cheng. Under Cheng's perplexed gaze, he started to rage, "As long as your name sounds good, what kind of wolf dog is such a big man, heh, you are obviously a wolf, you are not ashamed to pretend to be a dog."

"Hey, why are you suddenly scolding me again?" Lang Cheng couldn't help being a little dazed when he was ridiculed by Chang Xiaohui.

Chang Xiaohui ignored Lang Cheng's grievances, and said directly: "If you don't understand, don't say it. My favorite author of Tanmei Farming is called xx Potato Chips. I just want to learn from her. This is something I have thought about carefully." It took a long time to come up with a name, and it was definitely not made hastily, and you laughed at me like this, it is an insult to me and her."

"..." Lang Cheng was still dazed, he blinked innocently, and seeing that his own Xiao Hui ignored him, he scratched Chang Xiaohui's waist in the same way. , he would scratch Chang Xiaohui's waist, and Chang Xiaohui would laugh so hard, but this tried-and-tested trick didn't work today, and Chang Xiaohui still regarded himself as killing his father and enemy.

After a stalemate, Lang Cheng began to reflect on his understanding, and began to show weakness and began to reflect, "Brother Hui, I realized my mistake. I talked nonsense for a while and hurt you and your idol. I was wrong." .”

"It's not an idol, it's an author I admire." Chang Xiaohui sat in Lang Cheng's arms, squinting at Lang Cheng with domineering eyes.

Lang Cheng nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, "Yeah, I appreciate it, I said it wrong again, and I found out that Brother Hui, your name is actually not hasty at all, these salt and pepper fries are so delicious, you can prove your worth by taking it like this." With a high level of education and an attitude of loving life, this name is so nice, I plan to imitate you in a while and change my name."

"Huh? What are you going to change?" Chang Xiaohui looked at Lang Cheng curiously.

Seeing that Chang Xiaohui was no longer angry, Lang Cheng hurriedly pursued the victory and said, "Spike Tudou, as your partner, I must be on the same level as you."

"Pfft! This name is really... awesome!" Chang Xiaohui just wanted to complain about Lang Cheng's name, but he vaguely felt that his name and Lang Cheng's name were very similar. If he was so high-level, Lang Cheng's name would definitely be the same. He can't be complained about, he thought for a while and held back what he was about to say.

Lang Cheng didn't know the little Jiujiu in Chang Xiaohui's heart, all he knew was that he wanted to hug the little mouse, and when Chang Xiaohui laughed, he kissed Chang Xiaohui's cheek, his eyes faintly revealing the indescribable desire.

Chang Xiaohui, who has lived with Lang Cheng for so many years, naturally understood Lang Cheng's hints. He blushed and stretched out his hand to touch Lang Cheng's face. Looking at the scars on Lang Cheng's face that gradually disappeared, he asked distressedly: " Does it hurt? Although you have demonic powers to make the scar disappear, when I scratched it when I was angry, didn't it hurt you too?"

"Well, it really hurts, and it still hurts now!" Lang Cheng hugged Chang Xiaohui tightly, his eyes full of sadness and grievance.

Because of Lang Cheng's words, Chang Xiaohui nervously leaned in front of Lang Cheng and looked at it seriously. Lang Cheng had just taken a shower, and his body was still a little wet. His short black hair was messed up by him, and he looked quite decadent and handsome. He glanced at Lang Cheng obsessively, then puffed out his cheeks, and blew on Lang Cheng's face, "I'll blow it for you, so it won't hurt anymore."

"No, it will still hurt, unless you..." Lang Cheng stared at Chang Xiaohui hesitantly, before Chang Xiaohui could speak, he hugged Chang Xiaohui and whispered in his ear, "Unless you let me sleep you."

"You, you are really shameless." Chang Xiaohui's voice became smaller and smaller, letting Lang Cheng carry him into the bedroom, not noticing the gradually changing text on the computer screen.

The author has something to say: Thanks to my friends for feeding us the nutrient solution~ Memoda!

small theater:

Little Fox: Huh?Spike Tudou just forwarded my health Weibo?Who is this Spike Potato?

Rong Yao: Don't you have a note? (Come over to watch the fun)

Little Fox: I only made a note of you, so... (looks dumbfounded)

Rong Yao (sweet honey): Well, such a bad name doesn’t look like a good person, so it’s deleted.