The Sand Sculpture Man Piao went on a blind date behind my back again

Luo Ye opened his eyes, and what he saw was a white ceiling and beautifully shaped plaster lines. This was his bedroom; his head was resting on a cool pillow and his body was covered with a thin quilt. This was his bed.

I can't remember how many times, when I got drunk at the drinking party, the accountant called a car to take him home. Sometimes Hu Lai would give him some hangover medicine or something. Luo Ye always sent his friends away when he was still sober. Running to the bathroom alone to induce vomiting, and sleeping with the toilet until dawn is a common occurrence.

He didn't intend to cause trouble for anyone, and he didn't want to show anyone his most decadent and gaffe side.

He woke up comfortably in bed this morning. He was a little puzzled at first, and after a while he remembered that there was an extra member in this family.

Trying to recall everything from yesterday, he vaguely remembered Cheng Mo's care for him. Although there were many places where he was not careful enough or clumsy, the boy's serious expression appeared in front of his eyes, and Luo Ye felt his chest warm.

There was the sound of typing on the keyboard, Luo Ye turned her head and saw Cheng Mo typing on the laptop.

Sensing his small movements, Cheng Mo stopped his hands and looked back at Luo Ye: "Are you awake? Are you still dizzy?"

"Ah, it's alright."

"I'll pour you some water."

Cheng Mo closed the computer and put it on the bedside table, then lifted the quilt, Luo Ye stretched her arms around his waist: "I'm not thirsty."

"No way, I once drank too much and woke up with smoke in my throat in the morning."

Luo Ye pressed his forehead against Cheng Mo's waist, like a child who was playing tricks, and his voice was lazy and charming: "Oh, I'm so dizzy, just sticking it here will work."

Seeing the hairy head rubbing against his waist, Cheng Mo patted him on the back dotingly: "How old are you, don't make trouble."

"How old is it?" Luo Ye lifted the quilt and looked down_half_, "I remember that the underwear I wore yesterday didn't have a logo."

Cheng Mo suddenly became nervous: "What do you mean?"

His muscles were visibly tense, Luo Ye smiled maliciously: "You even changed your underwear for me, you should know best how old I am."

Even though they are already sharing the same bed, Cheng Mo still can't imitate Luo Ye's thick skin, not to mention being pulled into the bathtub by him yesterday, his clothes were soaked, Cheng Mo kept on doing nothing, after changing into pajamas, He bravely changed Luo Ye into a pair of clean underwear.Originally, this kind of thing was quite embarrassing, thinking about it, let it pass, who knows that this guy is so immortal that he has to put it on the bright side.

"Stinky rascal, I have what you have, who cares about you!"

Puchi, Luo Ye laughed out loud, pinching Cheng Mo's blushing face with one hand: "Why are you so cute?"

Cheng Mo pulled his paw away and turned his face away: "You 'adults' really have no limit to what you can say!"

"This is where you are. When you leave the campus, it will be much more extreme than this."

Luo Ye's original intention was to tell him that there are everyone in society, but Cheng Mo's ears changed his taste. He stared at Luo Ye: "You often tell others dirty jokes?!"

Oops, it has risen to the point of questioning her specificity, Luo Ye categorically denied: "How is it possible, I feel disgusted to say such things to people I don't like, besides, when we first met, I felt disgusted. Didn't I say anything too much to you?"

Cheng Mo pouted, with a look of disdain: "You didn't say anything with that broken mouth, you just gnawed on it."

"Ah? Oh." Luo Ye remembered the time when Ms. Li wanted to cancel the order, and she dragged Cheng Mo to be her boyfriend, "It was an accident, and it was forced to talk."

Cheng Mobai glanced at him: "If the client asks you to have sex with me, will you go to bed too?"

"Of course not. I still have this principle."

"Hmph, I didn't treat you very well before, and you just took advantage of me by cuddling and hugging. The ghost knows how many people you have done this to."

Luo Ye scratched her head in embarrassment: "You said that as if I was shaking M."

"Isn't it?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I've only done this to you, and I think you are like a kitten, you are very good when you don't blow your hair."

Cheng Mo is not a love brain. He once analyzed rationally. If Luo Ye has a plan, he is a student at school, has no money and no power, and has caused a lot of trouble. Being with him is not good for a businessman like him. It's definitely not a good thing; if it's a nurturing, it's even more strange, how can anyone spend money to hire someone who doesn't treat himself as a benefactor and has a bad temper.

Based on the above two points, he can be sure that Luo Ye likes him, otherwise he wouldn't look down on the Qin family's face.

Buzzing, the phone on the bedside table that was muted was vibrating, Luo Ye got up to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Boss Luo, are you sober?"

It was a woman's voice on the phone, and it sounded familiar.Luo Ye subconsciously held Cheng Mo's hand to prevent him from getting out of bed: "I'm awake, may I ask who you are?"

"I won't recognize me so soon, I'm Xia Yike."

"So it's Miss Xia, sorry, I didn't catch it."

"It seems that Qin Zhao really didn't force you less yesterday. Don't worry, I'll let grandma sue Grandpa Qin."

Luo Ye smiled politely: "Thank you very much, I don't know why Miss Xia is looking for me?"

"That's right. Next month we have a Valentine's Day plan for Chinese Valentine's Day. We want to interview young and promising entrepreneurs in various industries. Is Boss Xia free recently?"

After the phone call over there, Cheng Mo laughed silently, and repeated Xia Yike's description with his mouth - "young and promising entrepreneur". Luo Ye pretended to be angry, pinched him lightly on the waist, and continued Talk to Xia Yike: "Miss Xia is flattering me too much. My small company is not big enough to attract readers."

Xia Yike is full of confidence: "This is not a problem, as long as the outline is out, the copy will be polished later, and it will be highly readable."

Living in the Internet age, no one knows that the unscrupulous media can turn black into white. When the time comes, he will be targeted by his competitors, and if he buys a troll with no brains, his small business will be in trouble.Luo Ye was skeptical: "Will it be called false propaganda if it's too exaggerated?"

"No, I didn't say it at the beginning. What we are doing is Valentine's Day planning. To put it bluntly, it is reporting how entrepreneurs spend Qixi Festival. All you need to do is spread dog food desperately."

"That's what you're good at."

Only after Cheng Mo gave his comment, Xia Yike on the other end of the phone analyzed that something was wrong: "Is Cheng Mo nearby?"

Cheng Mo didn't know whether to answer, Luo Ye directly turned on the speaker: "Well, we are together."

"Ah, that's it, sorry to bother you."

"It's all right."

"Well, although it's very inappropriate, I still take the liberty to ask, you two are a couple, right?"

Cheng Mo shook his head at Luo Ye, signaling him not to cause trouble for himself, but Luo Ye pretended not to see: "Yes, Qin Lang told you?"

Xia Yeke was not surprised at all: "The intuition of a media person."

Luo Ye said: "Since Miss Xia knows about it, she should also know that the current environment is not suitable for writing a copy of our subject. Let's find someone else."

"There are too many self-media companies now. If we just make a bunch of panacea articles, we will have to close our doors sooner or later."

Cheng Mo: "You want to use Luo Ye to make a fuss? I'm sorry, we can't cooperate."

Xia Yike explained eagerly: "No, no, you misunderstood. We are not a headline party, nor will we make malicious hype. We just present contemporary young people's views on love from multiple angles, and there are not a few people who support LGBT."

Luo Ye tactfully refused: "It may not be convenient, Cheng Zi hasn't graduated yet, so it would be very troublesome if it was passed on to the school."

Xia Yike assured her: "You can use a pseudonym, and only keep the back or silhouette in the photos, and will not reveal personal privacy."

Cheng Mo: "Since these can be post-processed, you can just make up a story yourself."

"After all, every other line is like a mountain. I work in emotional life media, and I don't know much about wedding planning. In addition, our official account has published a lot of 10W+ explosions. As long as you are willing to be interviewed, I can give you the company in the next article. Advertise for free!"

Free promotion sounds very tempting. Cheng Mo saw that Luo Ye was a little shaken, and took the initiative to make a decision for him: "Send your interview outline to my email, and we will see and decide whether to cooperate."

Xia Yike: "Because my understanding of Boss Luo is limited to the small talk at the banquet, the specific content of the report needs to be communicated face to face, if possible."

Cheng Mo: "When?"

Xia Yike: "At any time, I can go to your place."

"Let me go find you." Luo Ye kept an eye out, Xia Yike's relationship with the Qin family is closer than her, if this is a trap, it will become a lure.

"Alright, I'll send you the location, it's about half an hour from your house."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Ye was still hesitating: "Do you think I should go?"

"I checked their official account just now. The average number of headlines read in the past ten days is 15 to 20. The price of two advertisements is generally between [-] and [-]. It is worthwhile to change the advertising space for an interview."

"That……"

"I will go with you."

"Mr. Qin is waiting for your inspection, hasn't it been sent to him yet?"

"No." I spent the whole night yesterday, so I didn't have time to write.

"It's important to do this first."

"...I'm afraid they will deal with you."

"No, Xia Yike's positioning is a coffee shop."

Indeed, for Cheng Mo, the highest priority is to explain to Grandpa Qin the ins and outs of beating his grandson, but thinking of Luo Ye going to the appointment alone, he can't help but worry: "Call me immediately if you have anything to do!"

"Got it, stretch out your hands, like me." Luo Ye's right hand made an "L" shape, and Cheng Mo was very clever, closing his left hands together to form a heart shape.

Luo Ye took a photo with his mobile phone, and slightly adjusted the color to use it as a WeChat profile picture.Seeing him change, Cheng Mo didn't even think about it, he just stole his picture and replaced it with an identical one.

Love is love, it's other people's business if they don't like it, so gossip about it!