Something is wrong with the male lead

After Xu Qing finished his meal, he said goodbye to Cheng Beilin and came to Qingyun Park.

Because it was a working day, there were not many people in Qingyun Park, especially after the lunch break, and the Qingyun employees who came down for a walk gradually dispersed.

Looking at the cedar tree in front of him, Xu Qing found a small pavilion, sat directly on the bench, turned on the light screen, and began to draw while facing the scenery not far away.

The time of painting passed very quickly, and the sunlight gradually softened, lightly shining on Xu Qing's soft hair.

Xu Qing stood up, clenched his fist and lightly hammered his sore thigh a few times, then stretched.

Seeing the sun that had already set on the treetops, he looked down at the time, and it turned out that almost four hours had passed before he knew it.

Every time Xu Qing picked up a paintbrush, he would forget about eating and sleeping like this, completely forgetting the passage of time. Speaking of which, before time travel, his body was damaged due to irregular work and rest schedules. Thinking about it this way, sudden death is not very surprising.

Alas, we still have to combine work and rest and work regularly.Xu Qing walked back and forth in the pavilion, trying to relax his sedentary legs.

It's almost six o'clock now, and Cheng Beilin should be off work soon.

Thinking of this, Xu Qing sent a message to Cheng Beilin: When do you get off work today?I'm still in Qingyun Park, should I wait for you?

Cheng Beilin quickly replied: Are you still painting?Four hours of painting?

Xu Qing: Well, I'm almost done drawing.

Seeing Cheng Beilin's reply speed, Xu Qing really wanted to doubt the truth of what he said about being busy at noon today.

Cheng Beilin looked at his reply, raised his hand to stop Assistant Chen from reporting, frowned, and continued to type in a series of questions: Is there a sun in the park?Is there any water to drink?Is there a place to rest?

When Xu Qing saw his question, he felt a little thirsty, and then remembered that he hadn't drank water for a long time, and replied one by one: "No, I'm in a pavilion. I bought water for myself. Don't worry." ah!

Based on Beilin's understanding of Xu Qing, he was not very relieved of Xu Qing's answer: I will get off work later, send me the location.

After replying to Xu Qing, he speeded up and started working.

After seeing Cheng Beilin's reply, Xu Qing sat back on the bench, looked down at the few paintings he had drawn, looked at the tall and tall cedar trees and the small and lovely lemon trees on the light screen, he couldn't help laughing .

The characters of the cedar tree and the lemon tree are ready, and the next step is to start drawing the short story of "Cedar and Lemon".

Since we have to wait for Cheng Beilin, let's draw for a while. Xu Qing opened the canvas and typed the line draft of the comic on the light screen.

But just as Xu Qing raised his hand to draw lines on the canvas, a voice came from behind him.

"Hello." A young man with a drawing board came over. The young man was wearing a white shirt with some paint on the corner of his shirt.

Xu Qing stopped what he was doing, looked back at him, and nodded slightly.

The young man put the toolbox in his hand on the ground, came to Xu Qing's side, and smiled at him: "I'm sketching at Qiuyuan Lake." The young man pointed to an artificial lake not far to the west of the pavilion, "The first time I saw you, are you also a student of University C?"

C University is a university not far from Qingyun Park, and the Academy of Fine Arts is the ace major among them. Many students usually go to the beautiful Qingyun Park to sketch.

Today, the young man and a few classmates made an appointment to sketch at Qiuyuan Lake. In fact, when Xu Qing was looking at the cedar tree at noon, they noticed him. As a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, Xu Qing's appearance had too much impact on them.

When Xu Qing left, the young man was still depressed for a while, but unexpectedly, he came over in the afternoon and stayed for several hours. Seeing that Xu Qing was about to get up and leave, the young man plucked up the courage to go to the pavilion.

The young man secretly looked at Xu Qing for a long time. He was sure that Xu Qing was not a student of C University. After all, Xu Qing's appearance would not be unknown in C University.

Looking at the strange young man, Xu Qing didn't answer his question, but just shook his head.

"Are you sketching too? Are you using a digital screen?" Facing the silent Xu Qing, the young man was not shocked and continued to ask.

"En." Xu Qing nodded coldly. In fact, he is no stranger to this kind of situation. Leave without interest.

"I'm a student of C University Academy of Fine Arts, and I often go to Qingyun Park to sketch. If you don't dislike it, it would be nice for us to be companions in the future." The young man stretched out his hand to Xu Qing, thinking that he was a student of C University, and He looks good too, so he probably won't be rejected.

"I think it's better to use real drawing boards and paints for sketching. I have another set of drawing boards and paints, which I can lend you." The young man added.

Today, with the development of related technologies, most painters choose digital screens as painting tools. Drawing boards and paints are gradually withdrawn from the market, and the output is getting smaller. Therefore, the price is gradually increasing, and it has become a tool for professional painters. Can't afford it.

Looking at the eloquent young man, it seems that this guy feels good about himself and won't give up easily, Xu Qing pretended to look down at the time, and said apologetically, "Sorry, my boyfriend will come over later Pick me up, I'm leaving first."

With that said, Xu Qing put away the light screen, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw Cheng Beilin walking towards this side.

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes and laughed, raised his hand, waved in the direction of Cheng Beilin, stepped forward, and trotted over.

The young man was first shocked by Xu Qing's bright smile, and after he realized it, he saw Xu Qing, who was still repelling people thousands of miles away, rushing towards the man who was a few steps away.

The man was tall. He held the slender Xu Qing into his arms, and then he raised his eyelids and glanced at the young man. The young man suddenly felt a chill around him. This was the pheromone coercion from a high-level alpha.

The young man smiled wryly, picked up the toolbox, and quickly returned to his classmates.

"How? Failed?" one of the students asked.

"Look over there, there is an alpha one, it looks so good-looking, it's strange that there is no alpha."

The depressed young man retorted unwillingly: "There is almost no alpha pheromone in him."

"Forget it, for couples, it's normal not to mark it."

On the other side, Cheng Beilin and Xu Qing walked towards the main entrance.

"You said you bought water to drink, where's the water?" Cheng Beilin inserted the straw into the milk tea cup, and then stuffed the warm cup into Xu Qing's hand.

"Hey." Xu Qing's lie was seen through, and he smiled embarrassedly.

Cheng Beilin's palm was lightly clasped on Xu Qing's waist, lowered his eyes, looked at Xu Qing who was holding milk tea, and asked softly, seemingly casually: "Who was in the pavilion just now?"

"I don't know. He suddenly came to talk to me. I don't want to talk to him. Fortunately, you are here." Xu Qing sipped his milk tea and told the truth.

Cheng Beilin frowned, moved the palm around Xu Qing's waist to the back of his neck, and pressed the palm against the warm skin.The temporary mark he left on the back of Xu Qing's neck gradually faded, and now the strong cedar fragrance lingering on Xu Qing's body could hardly be smelled.

Thinking of next week's itinerary, Cheng Beilin suddenly became irritable. The Imperial Artificial Intelligence Summit received too much attention, and there would be a lot of media coming to interview at that time, so it would be inconvenient to bring lemon essence there.

"Do you want to go to the park to see the cedars next?" Cheng Beilin asked.

Xu Qing raised his head and thought for a while, and was a little entangled: "I haven't finished the painting yet." The young man with the drawing board on his back should probably not come here again after seeing Cheng Beilin.

"Is it just painting cedar?" Cheng Beilin continued to ask.

"And the lemon tree."

"Okay." Cheng Beilin rubbed the little curly hair on his head, and he had a plan in mind.

After the two finished their dinner, they went home.

As soon as Xu Qing sat down on the sofa, he heard the doorbell ring.

Who is the one?Pulling on his slippers, he ran to open the door.

He stared blankly at the two staff members in blue uniforms and the two mechanical robots carrying large boxes.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Cheng?" the staff asked politely.

Xu Qing shook his head, then turned his head, and was about to call Cheng Beilin to come out, when he saw that he had already walked down the stairs.

"Just send it upstairs." Cheng Beilin pulled Xu Qing past him, turned sideways to make way, and instructed the staff.

"What is it?" Xu Qing stuck behind Cheng Beilin, followed, and entered Cheng Beilin's room all the way.

I saw the staff unload Chengbeilin's large mattress with agility, and the robot replaced it with a new mattress, and then spread the same style of bed sheets.

Before it was over, they quickly spread a thick, plush light gray carpet under the bed.

Xu Qing's eyes lit up, and he watched the staff leave, and stepped on it with bare feet. The carpet was soft, delicate and smooth, and the touch was so good that he wanted to lie down directly and rub his face against it.

"This one is so comfortable to step on!" Xu Qing walked back and forth on the carpet with an uncontrollable joy on his face.

Cheng Beilin looked at his feet stuck under the fluff, couldn't help chuckling, and sat on the bed.

Xu Qing saw that with Cheng Beilin's movements, the mattress sank down, which was obviously not the same hardness as Cheng Beilin's previous mattresses.So, he also sat down on the bed, feeling the soft and comfortable touch under his body, shaking his body from side to side: "This is so soft! I like it!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled on the bed, lying on the bed, and looked sideways at Cheng Beilin: "Can you change it for me too? I also want such a soft carpet and mattress."

"A mattress is 260 million yuan, and the price of the carpet is higher. Do you want to change it?" Cheng Beilin looked at Xu Qing with a smile.

Xu Qing was frightened by the price and sat up suddenly from the bed: "This, this is higher than my annual salary!"

The spending power of Chengbeilin's rich man once again refreshed his concept. When he thought about the salary Chengbeilin paid him, hmph, he really is a capitalist who exploits small employees.

Xu Qing lay back on the bed after thinking about it, and resolutely refused: "I don't want it, just lend me a few more rubs."

He lay on Chengbeilin's new mattress for a long time before reluctantly waving goodbye and returning to his own bed.

Originally he thought his bed was quite soft, but now he felt that his bed was so uncomfortable to sleep on, alas, it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality!

Early the next morning, Xu Qing was still sleeping on Chengbeilin's soft mattress when he was suddenly awakened by the noise outside.

It stands to reason that Cheng Beilin is a quiet CEO, and the house is usually quiet, the biggest source of noise is Xu Qing himself, early in the morning, it is abnormally noisy.

Xu Qing struggled to sit up from the bed, put on his clothes and walked out.

作者有话要说：我今天要双更！待会儿还有一更~感谢在2020-01-0302:34:42~2020-01-0422:54:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao; 13 bottles of Zifeiyu; 3 bottles of most hated Qiwen; 1 bottle of sunny, Sanse Yuzhan, Xiaoxin, Tanxiao, Ershao, and Chacha;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!