Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

There is a lot of rain in Jiangcheng in autumn, and the sky and the earth are all covered with a rain curtain in a line, and no one can be seen ten meters away.

Yi Wulan came home from the office soaked in moisture, washed it off after returning home, and turned on the heating in the room, so he only wore a long white shirt with a simple design, and looked at his phone with a cup of wolfberry tea.

Water was still dripping from the tip of his hair, but he didn't care, the delicate and cool eyebrows were moist and soft in the steaming heat.

This weather makes people drowsy, Yi Wulan wants to read some news to refresh himself, when he just opened the software, a series of press releases popped up——

[Compared with the popular traffic, Mr. Sheng Sheng Ling is not inferior in appearance at all, and even went to eat after the event! ! ! ]

[Gentleman, Mr. Sheng, count down the gentlemen in the entertainment industry]

[It's really a fairy appearance, and the popular traffic is exciting]

……

Sheng Ling is Yi Wulan's current husband, the one who has obtained a certificate.

Yi Wulan saw the titles of these manuscripts, and clicked on them one by one with great interest.

There were basically only a few pictures for the accompanying pictures. Just as a popular traffic niche stepped off the stage, Sheng Ling happened to be talking with his subordinates in the audience. Seeing this scene, he naturally reached out to support him.

Sheng Ling had a handsome face and a stern and powerful aura, but he behaved extremely gentlemanly. He was careful in helping people, and he didn't touch anything that shouldn't be touched.

The popular young boy has a fair face, creamy and tender skin, and a small stature, being held in Sheng Ling's arms, he really looks like a beautiful couple.

It happened to meet Sheng Ling's eyes. When Sheng Ling's deep eyes focused on a person, they always gave people the illusion of affection.

With a strong family background, but stubborn enough to build his own business empire from scratch, with a handsome face and a good family education, who can resist this?

So last year when she voted for the man she wanted to marry the most in the entertainment industry, this CEO, who was not a star, won the first place.

Yi Wulan smiled mockingly, he had known Sheng Ling for more than ten years, and he knew that Sheng Ling was a master of acting on every occasion.

It seems affectionate, but it is ruthless.

From entering the entertainment industry a few years ago to occupying half of the entertainment industry now, Sheng Ling has never missed these lace news.

Yi Wulan and Sheng Ling have been married for a year, and he has seen this kind of news countless times. His emotions have been soaked in anesthetics for a long time, and there will not be much ups and downs.

However, the two of them who had read the manuscript had a good chat during the dinner, and it is estimated that Sheng Ling will not come back early today.

Normally, Yi Wulan would not come back so early. Now he is either drawing design drafts in his studio, or chatting with friends or colleagues about his recent ideas. There are always many people asking him out.

And in their line of work, there is never a shortage of interesting things to do.

Going home so early is because the day is special.

Today is his and Sheng Ling's first wedding anniversary.

He turned off the phone, it was still early, and he happened to do the last live broadcast.

Yi Wulan turned on the "Ding Dong" live broadcast with a flat face.

Recently, the higher-ups sent a task, saying that in order to bring "design closer to life", more than [-] well-known designers will do a two-hour live broadcast every week for two months.

The designer with the most popular live broadcast will get the precious master manuscript.

Isn't that silly-?

What is the inevitable connection between design approaching life and designer live broadcasting? This task is clearly done by laymen, full of exaggeration and formalism, but the prize is very much in Yi Wulan's mind.

The manuscript of a famous design master in the last century, the perfect fusion and rendering of several plum blossom patterns, light red and deep red, has been popular in the fashion industry for decades.

Yi Wulan wanted this prize, and there were many other designers who also wanted it. An event that was originally boring became more like gunpowder.

It's a pity that this match is destined to be won by Yi Wulan, without him, Yan Hao.

As soon as Yi Wulan went online, fans who had been squatting in the live broadcast room for a long time began to post barrage.

[Here it comes, it's time for Designer Yi to be forced to live broadcast again]

[The promised two hours, not even a second less!I timed it! ]

[Yi Wulan doesn't seem to have a beauty face... His skin is really fair, and his eyes... I'm sore]

[To be honest, I want to be... fucked! ! ! ]

……

Yi Wulan has only live broadcasted five times, and the number of fans in the live broadcast room has exceeded one million. Not only because of his good looks, but also because he is melodramatic and always hits the nail on the head. Many well-known bloggers cut the highlights of the live broadcast and put them on Weibo On the Internet, several videos have been reposted over [-] times, and even became a trending search.

This beauty filter can be turned on to the maximum age, it is not uncommon to have a good face, and it is really good to have a good face and talent without the filter.

Yi Wulan lit a cigarette and saw many bullet screens that wanted to be fucked by him, so he chuckled lightly: "Are you sure you don't want to fuck me?"

As soon as these words came out, the barrage instantly became denser——

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh today is also the day I was seduced by Designer Yi]

[How can a man be so seductive and cry]

[The voice is so textured, I really want to see a real person]

[The well-known designer sold his hue to win the prize]

[I feel that designer Yi is not in a good mood today]

……

Yi Wulan chatted casually with the fans for a while, and tapped the metal lighter: "This is the last live broadcast, so I won't tell any stories and theories. Do you have any design products that you want me to analyze, or have any ideas?" I can analyze the idea, but it may not be right.”

Fans saw that it was time for Yi Designer's comment section, which they liked to hear and heard again, and immediately threw all kinds of pictures and videos they had accumulated into the comment area, occasionally mixed with comments that were reluctant to part with his last live broadcast.

Yi Wulan flicked the mouse at random. He was a little careless at first, but his eyes froze when he saw a picture.

He had seen this picture just now, the picture of Sheng Ling supporting the traffic niche.

The person who posted this picture said: "Is designer Yi Kangkang's clothes and accessories matched well with my Zaizai? Many people are praising them!"

Yi Wulan stopped at this picture, smelled the smell of spicy cigarettes in the air, coughed, and asked, "Your son? Is it Mr. Sheng or the one in his arms?"

Sheng Ling's nickname is Zai Zai, few people know about it, Yi Wulan sometimes jokes about this nickname.

Many people in the barrage went "hahahahahaha". Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zai Zai was a traffic niche, but the person who posted the picture didn't make it clear.

Calling Mr. Sheng, who has a handsome face and a strong aura, Zai Zai, seems to have a... weird cuteness.

Yi Wulan didn't continue to tease, and commented: "What stands out is the looks of these two people. They match well, so there's nothing to say."

"Sheng Sanshao's cufflinks are a bit interesting. His jewelry cufflinks are made of platinum, with broken diamonds scattered around them. It looks like a Scorpio."

"The person who designed it may have taken the meaning of the starry sky falling on this person, which has some romantic meaning."

A group of barrage shouts are so powerful, and Designer Yi has sharp eyes and can make up, and the casually made up can be so romantic.

Some people were not convinced: "You are not the designer of this cufflink, how can you be sure that what you said is right?"

Yi Wulan extinguished the cigarette without any rebuttal.

Although the cufflinks were indeed designed by him, they were randomly piled up in the box by Sheng Ling, and they should be buttoned up casually today.

Yi Wulan didn't care much, the person who was given the gift didn't care, whether he accepted it or not, from the moment he gave the gift, it had nothing to do with him.

Yi Wulan almost completed the design of this cufflink in one go.

The starlight was very bright that night, Yi Wulan was sitting on the rooftop chatting with Sheng Ling, the topic was very fragmented, mainly Yi Wulan was talking about small ideas about inspiration.

Sheng Ling suddenly turned around and asked him, "Wulan, do you want to marry me?"

The evening wind in autumn is still a little warm. The wind blows over the roof of the top floor, filling all the emotions. Sheng Ling has deep eyebrows and eyes, as if the sky is full of stars.

Yi Wulan couldn't help being deeply involved in it, and after walking home wrapped in a windbreaker, she almost frantically stayed up for several nights to design this cufflink.

Even though he knew that Sheng Ling wasn't looking at him at all that day, but was looking at another person through him.

Another, someone he loves deeply.

But Yi Wulan will still think that this cufflink is different, the starry sky falls on Shengling, it is the Shengling that only falls in Yi Wulan's heart.

Now that he is awake, thinking of this scene, Yi Wulan no longer swallows the sweetness with a knife in his mouth. Yi Wulan came to this world not to hurt himself. Do it again.

Just for a moment when he was so dazed, there were many comments in the comments, some people posted pictures, some people advised him that smoking less cigarettes is not good for his health, and some people put up their troubled problems, hoping to hear from Yi Wulan insights.

It was lively, full of noisy and joyful fireworks, very lively, Yi Wulan did not reject the atmosphere, smiled, picked a few pictures and answered a few questions, ready to end the live broadcast.

When the live broadcast was closed, a lot of comments were swiped, asking him if he would still do live broadcasts in the future.

Yi Wulan thought for a while and replied: "It should be, but it will be a year later. I don't have any inspiration recently. I need to find inspiration."

Many designers are afraid to speak out about their lack of inspiration, and hide it, as if as long as they say it, they will really run out of talent and never have inspiration again.

Yi Wulan has no such taboos, it is normal for inspiration to dry up, just get over it, even though his current inspiration has dried up to the point of cracking, and he is in pain like a thirsty fish on the beach, it is unknown when he will be able to get over it.

The barrage is reluctant to part——

[No, a year is too long, more designer Yi will come to Kangkang us]

[Designer Yi doesn’t do live broadcasts, it’s okay to come to my house and sit, it’s even better to sit on my lap]

[Sit up and move yourself even better! ! ! ]

[Pour a basin of cold water on you, sober up]

……

Yi Wulan looked at the whole screen crookedly, helplessly: "You guys, really,"

For a moment, he couldn't think of any words to describe this group of people.

The barrage has been connected spontaneously——

[Designer Yi: A group of shameless people! ]

[You, really, have no shame! ]

[Oh, who doesn't love Yi Designer]

……

Yi Wulan lost all emotions after being disturbed by them, and waved lazily, goodbye.

After turning off the live broadcast, the room fell into excessive silence, Yi Wulan sat and watched the rain for a while.

More than a dozen drawings were scattered on the table, and Yi Wulan's fair and slender hand lightly tapped one of them.

A man's profile was drawn on it, with a deep jawline, prominent browbones and dark pupils. With a few strokes, a trace of indifference and restraint was outlined.

The man's name - Sheng Ling was written in the lower right corner.

Yi Wulan added some hot water to his wolfberry tea, and the heat rose slightly, moistening his eyelashes.

The tea is hot and cold.

There was finally movement from the gate, and the man drawn on the manuscript appeared at the gate.

Sheng Ling was still on the phone when he entered the door, and the department manager of the film and television development department opposite was still making a report, with a cautious attitude.

This year, the film and television development department made several wrong decisions, and the department manager was afraid that Mr. Sheng would directly ask him to resign and leave in the next second.

Sheng Ling casually unbuttoned the top button and put down the umbrella.

Looking back, I saw Yi Wulan sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a cup of tea and smiling lightly at him.

In the design circle, Yi Wulan's works are as famous as his appearance. His works are full of magnificent fantasy imagination, and his appearance is the magnificent imagination itself.

Many people wondered if they could start an adult relationship with Yi Wulan. The atmosphere in the circle was open, and short spring breezes were once common.

It's a pity that Yi Wulan has no idea in this regard, and has rejected many people.

Sheng Ling glanced at Yi Wulan, and casually interrupted the lengthy report of the person on the phone: "One last time, otherwise, bring your team along."

He hung up the phone neatly, and Sheng Ling walked towards Yi Wulan while unbuttoning his cuff buttons.

Sheng Ling: "Did you eat?"

Yi Wulan flipped the manuscript with the profile of a man on the table upside down, and replied with a light smile, "Not yet, I'll wait for you."

Sheng Ling chuckled, walked a few steps closer, grabbed Yi Wulan's wrist, and the two fell down on the sofa together.

Sheng Ling's voice was deep and low: "Do you want to eat something else?"

The author has something to say: start writing, practice hand-crafting, sweet writing with feelings, come and be happy with Tao~

This book is slightly ancient in the early stage, mainly chasing the wife's crematorium and Shura field, and sweet in the later stage.

The next book is a super sweet article, received in advance in the column, "Top Alluring Pheromone":

On the day Xia Xinghe split, he was pushed into the sea. Between life and death, he split into an extremely rare and precious species of Omega. The richness and sweetness of pheromones are top-notch, and they are fatally attractive to Alpha.

But Xia Xinghe was under a marriage contract, and was about to replace his cousin, and complete the marriage contract with Yu Han, the head of the army who was rumored to be very violent.

Xia Xinghe carefully concealed his pheromones, and only wanted to find a chance to escape marriage.

In the end, not only did the marriage fail, Xia Xinghe was tossed and tossed all night on the night of the wedding, and the pheromone was almost hidden.

The next day, Xia Xinghe cried softly: "I'm just an ordinary omega, I can't satisfy you, can I get a divorce?"

The sky after the snow reflected Xia Xinghe's snow skin and black hair.

Yu Han's eyes were dark, and he stroked the back of Xia Xinghe's neck: "Satisfied."

divorce?impossible in this lifetime

ABO1V1 has a private setting, so sweet that your teeth soften

So, welcome to start a new journey with Tao