Loyal Dogs Are Not Picky Eaters [Quick Transmigration]

After saying that sentence, after hanging up the phone, I was silent like a fool with regret, and sent it by text message in a hurry.

[The editor-in-chief... Actually, I am not strong enough to bear criticism. ]

Unexpectedly, the other party was already impatient, and called directly: "I will give you half an hour to clean up, change clothes, drawing boards, and pack them up."

"what?"

"Until your booklet is finished, stay at my house for now."

"..."

"Besides, we are still being voted on, which is convenient for publicity."

"That's... not good?"

"Isn't the publicity effect very good? Your booklet has been reprinted."

"Uh……"

"Ten minutes left."

"..."

Shen Mo immediately hung up the phone and began to clean up.

Gu Yan came sooner than scheduled, looking at the little sheep frantically packing up, Gu Yan leaned on the table and waited patiently.

Sitting in Gu Yan's co-pilot, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and he couldn't open his mouth at all after saying something similar to Shen's kind invitation.

Gu Yan was very natural, and he was smiling, but the smile was too kind, which made silence a little creepy.

Gu Yan was in a great mood. He thought that he would not be able to abduct him home so early, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to say so, so don't blame him.

Isn't that kind of blatant provocation?

It's just that he didn't expect the soft sheep to say such a thing before, so he can think that the little sheep actually thinks the same as him?

His eyes shifted to the co-pilot, the little sheep was a little nervous, but Gu Yan didn't want to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere, he just wanted to eat it quickly, and maintaining this atmosphere would make the little sheep more palatable.

The result was nothing.

From the elevator, Gu Yan began to suppress himself.

When I reached the tenth floor and there were still eight floors to wait, I couldn't help it, so I reached out and rubbed the sheep's waist.

As a result, the little sheep jumped away as if it had been scalded.

Gu Yan couldn't help laughing: "What? I will eat you?"

Nod in silence.

"You still nodding?"

"..." Shen Mo immediately waved his hands and shook his head.

When the elevator arrived, he just held hands and led the red-faced shrimp into the room.

When he entered the room, he was not prepared at all, and he was hugged around the waist. Gu Yan held him and looked around the room. He could feel the heat of his body through the shirt, and the atmosphere became ambiguous.

He discovered that there was an extra mirror in the entrance, two sides in the living room, and one whole side next to the bathtub in the bathroom. When Shen Mo saw a brand new bottle of xx essential oil on the sink in the bathroom, his whole face burned.

When stopping beside the sofa, Gu Yan slightly bent down, put it close to his ear, and heard a deep voice whispering in his ear: "From now on, you have to look carefully."

Shocked, Mo Mo hurriedly refused.

"Etc., etc……"

Before he finished speaking, he was placed firmly on the sofa, and then the light was blocked, and his mouth was tightly gagged.

Gu Yan had already taken off his glasses, his sultry peach eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were burning hot, a light kiss could not quench his thirst.

"Can't wait."

People who are usually calm and calm suddenly become passionate, and anyone will be teased, let alone Silence who was already teased.

So he involuntarily reached out and climbed the other's shoulder.

Just such a movement completely set Gu Yan on fire.

The cold touch made Mo Mo flinch, and Gu Yan said softly: "Don't be afraid, you must be prepared."

"Well……"

Shen Mo blushed and tilted his head, unwilling to see what he looked like in the mirror, because the protagonist with the white belly in the mirror was himself.

But Gu Yan reminded him.

"Observe carefully, or I will have to review it next time."

In this way, he had to look, seriously.

……

Panting heavily in silence.

"do not……"

The man with his legs wide open, in the mirror because he had to beg for forgiveness, squinted his eyes and turned red, with two fingers gently clamping the tip of his tongue, tears and body fluid always had to overflow again and again.

Because even if he closes his eyes, Gu Yan reminds him in a low voice in his ear all the time——

"Look, Jun."

"..."

"Did you see clearly?"

He shook his head in shame.

"Didn't see it clearly? If you return the manuscript, maybe you need to teach it again?"

The sheep shook his head and nodded again, and even said no, his hands were originally covered, but he was caught and tied behind him lightly with a tie.

In this way, all the scenery can be seen at a glance, including in the mirror, deliberately using those slender peach eyes that stare closely at his face, not wanting to miss a single bit.

Gu Yan was very patient, and made the preparations over and over again, forcing the young man to see everything clearly, so he chuckled and made the final preparations.

"Mr.

"Well……?"

Gently patted the shy sheep lying on his shoulder and refused to look up.

"The next thing is the real talk."

The bathroom in Song Jun's comics.

The white belly rose and fell, and the obviously limp little sheep was picked up.

……

In the steaming water vapor, the mirror was already blurred, and a slender arm occasionally rubbed a small spot.

A small picture was reflected in that place, and the big round eyes of the little sheep in the picture became only a slit.

It's just that the small mouth is open, and I don't know if it's begging for mercy or being forced to say some comic lines.

……

……

A week later, the manga was serialized, Song Jun passed the draft of this issue at the first time, Zhao Yun took the new issue and tapped on the keyboard.

[Junjun sauce, the quality is particularly good this time! ]

[Um……]

[Hold! ]

He clicked x in silence, didn’t reply, it’s really shameful, this time he drew the first man and was taken home by the second man, now he got his hands on the sofa, and then he was stripped clean and stuffed in the bathroom, followed by a shameful play!

Shame to the point of fainting.

After that day, his painting efficiency was not high, because he was sitting on pins and needles, and finally Gu Yan found out, smiled and took a very soft cushion, which made him feel better.

Yesterday, Shen Mo got the new issue. Naturally, it was given to him by a certain editor-in-chief, and he specially opened his page to give the sleepy-eyed him a good morning kiss.

"Not bad, very realistic."

Ah ah ah ah ah.

face!

Gu Yan was not at home, and went to the editorial department to prepare the list of artists for the next booklet. Anyway, the silent list did not go away.The serialization is also in the late stage, and a short story can be finished in two episodes a month.

The stand-alone book will be a little bit longer, but it won't go anywhere. After all, it is essentially H-manga. If it is too long, it will get boring, just just right.

System: baby, your recent creative inspirations are very rich, I don’t get stuck anymore, and I can draw easily.

silence:……

System: Hey, I didn't violate your personal privacy!

Silence: Stop talking nonsense, be careful I will report you.

System: Tsk tsk, getting angry from embarrassment.

Shen Mo blocked the system and opened the feed. Recently, he has been swiped frequently, all of which are their fan jokes.

He clicked on a few, all of which were very nasty jokes.

【Overbearing Editor-in-Chief Soft Sheep】【Secret Painting Skills of the Editor-in-Chief】【One Hundred and Eight Styles of Painting Manga】【What the Editor-in-Chief Draws Today】【H Life of H Painter】

Silently holding his forehead, this is all magic stuff!

Check out the various comments.

[When can I wait until the official release of candy!It's the second round, the official will not give out sugar, I'm going to slump! ]

[It's been a week and they haven't posted anything, what if they make trouble! ]

[Have you read the new issue?Hey, don't you think the male second's painting style is more and more like the editor-in-chief? ]

[+1]

[Could it be...hehe...what did I make up in my head...]

[Upstairs, I had the same idea as you. ]

Seeing this, he realized that he hadn't posted a post for a long time, so he quickly added one.

Jun Jiang: [Rushing the draft made me sublimate, as if I was hollowed out by someone. ]

As soon as this news was released, all the CP fans who had nowhere to vent seemed to have found an organization.

[Yo, was hollowed out by who? @Editor-in-Chief Gu Yan. ]

[My mother, are you going to send sugar? ]

[Ask for daily photos. ]

[Eat meat today too. ]

[Quick, I don't want the car to go to kindergarten! ]

[Junjun, will you publish your own fanbook? ]

[It’s a good idea upstairs, but wouldn’t that be too embarrassing? 2333. ]

The brains of the masses are always full of strange things, and they start to go wrong in the back, and even some fans have already drawn a small four-square and posted it.

Silently looked at it twice, and said in his heart, if you don't come to paint, you will lose your talent.

Ever since he woke up from Gu Yan's bed that day, he was so annoyed.

So Mimi quietly slipped back to his guest room, and said solemnly that he wanted to draw seriously, and would disturb Gu Yan at night, so he might as well sleep in the guest room.

Gu Yan didn't force him to sleep in the master bedroom. .

Instead, he put on his gold-rimmed glasses and made the bed in the guest room for Shen Mo, spread a new quilt, and tucked him in.

"Draw carefully, and I will check from time to time."

This sentence is like a spell, and Silence is always afraid that he will come to 'check' suddenly.

But it turned out that Gu Yan was very busy, and he only came over occasionally to check on the progress, and the most intimate behavior after that was to touch a painting with his little hand, and give a new issue and kiss his forehead.

This made Silence a little confused, did Gu Yan really teach himself just to inspire himself?

Leaning on the sofa, Mo Mo couldn't figure it out over and over again, if not, then why Gu Yan didn't come to talk to him very much these days, except for giving him the new magazine yesterday, Mo Mo could only see Gu Yan get off work in the middle of the night, and then Will go out early in the morning.

In the editorial department office, Gu Yan was selecting the cover pattern of the printed book, and the information he was particularly concerned about was swiped out, and he clicked in.

Hollowed out?

Gu Yan raised his eyebrows, because he was so busy these days because of the pamphlets, he didn't have time to empty someone out.

After reading the comments, lack of sugar?

He edited a post and sent it out: [What are you eating today, I'll take it home at night. ]

[Hurry up and hold me, so you two live together? ]

[Official candy hi Dapuben. ]

[Ah ah ah. ]

I just came back from cooking some noodles and saw this news, as well as the message bombardment from Zhao Yun and Zhang Heng.

Zhao Yun: [Are you living with the editor-in-chief?Fuck! ! ]

Zhang Heng: [So you just lived together? ]

Shen Mo didn't even think about it, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call Gu Yan.

"Ahh! Editor-in-Chief, you deleted the post soon!"

"Why?" Gu Yan's voice was very steady, not infected by the silent and excited emotions.

"Wouldn't it be exposed like this!"

"Expose what, don't you live in my house?"

"In...but!"

"No, but, besides, is it useful to delete it now?"

"You are unreasonable."

"is it?"

"Yes……"

Gu Yan chuckled, and suddenly changed the subject: "Anyway, I'll go back early today."

Mo Mo heard that Gu Yan would come back early, she was actually a little happy, but she still asked: "Aren't you very busy...?"

"Busy is pretty busy."

"Then you are busy."

"But I have some things to do at home today."

"At home? What's the matter? Let me help you."

"You can't help."

"Oh, what's the matter, are you in a hurry?"

"in a hurry."

Silence still wanted to ask, but a little joyful laughter came from the other end of the phone. He was teased by these sounds, and he forgot to continue asking.

Gu Yan tapped his fingers on his desktop.The little sheep on the other end of the phone obviously hoped that he would go back early, but he was stubborn and refused to admit it. You can almost imagine his anxious appearance now.

"I'm in a hurry to go home and empty you out."