Abnormal group wear

In front of him, the chief manager with a fat face and a chubby face, the words that came out of his mouth made Cheng Xiaochi a little paralyzed and short-circuited.

What he just said, he can understand every word, and every word... It's been a long time!

"You..." Cheng Xiaochi still had some doubts and didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

The manager opened his mouth and was about to speak, but the little eunuch outside let out a groan, and the two of them swallowed back their words.

"The Emperor is here."

The protracted tail sound cannot be ignored, and it perfectly overlaps the scenes in the TV series.

Different from seeing this tyrant a few times before, he walked in slowly at this moment, wearing a black robe, his long ink-like hair was not crowned, and a little madness was scattered behind him.

He was obviously dressed at home, but the black robe that was close to black was more depressing than the bright yellow.Coupled with the really unfriendly contact before, a certain painter who was tied into a pig's trotter couldn't help but shiver.

Cheng Xiaochi couldn't be said to be afraid, because his senses of the emperor were too complicated, so he couldn't judge his own feelings immediately.

"Brother Huang, it's not Rui Yang's fault. Rui Yang's maid is molested by this person, how can I just sit back and ignore it?"

A painful female voice came in following the footsteps.

If Cheng Xiaochi hadn't been tied up, he would have jumped up and cast a silence spell on the owner of the voice.

When footsteps came in, a poor young man whose arms were tied up went numb, turned over with difficulty, and looked up at the dog emperor who had just entered.

The tyrant's eyes were so dark that he couldn't see any other shadows at all, and it seemed that Xiaochi was shocked.

Cheng Xiaochi wanted to open his mouth, but found that he couldn't do it. The cloth strip he was biting before was obviously filled with some paralyzing drugs, and his tongue lost feeling.

"Emperor Sa..."

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

He chooses to keep his mouth shut.

Cheng Xiaochi was loosened from the rope on his feet, but his bound wrists were not loosened. He was just released from the torture instrument and collapsed on the ground.

Although a certain painter had already seen the current situation, he began to lose his footing under the somewhat frightening aura of the tyrant.

After all, the last time...

Forget it, don't mention the past again.

Princess Ruiyang gave Gao Zhao a hard gouged look. Gao Zhao bowed his head and knelt down, still with a smile on his face.

He is the emperor's confidant, with left and right arms, and only works for the emperor.

For a moment, Cheng Xiaochi felt like he was playing a player in an rpg game. What he saw before him was just an NPC going through the motions, forcing the plot without affecting the character.

Obviously, this is just Cheng Xiaoike's wishful thinking.

"Brother Huang, you have to vent your anger for Rui Yang, a little boy is just a pet, and it won't hinder his use if he is eunuched."

"??!"

Cheng Xiaochi is stupid!His eyes darkened, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood! !

How can you say such a lady, do you know what you are talking about? !

what to use !

As a tanmei animation painter, Cheng Koike unexpectedly retains a trace of inexplicable purity (?).

However, Cheng Xiaochi, who was speechless in his heart, still had a stiff face.

From the third perspective, the young man raised his head slightly, as if he was challenging the princess' authority.

Tangtang princess, how could she swallow this breath, she immediately asked You Lan behind her to come out to the court.

It was only then that Cheng Xiaochi could see the face of the "disciple". He was pretty and slender, but to a certain victim, he was not attractive at all.

And as long as Cheng Xiaochi remembered the bad feeling when he was forcibly hugged just now, he wanted to catch him with a three-meter long stick and beat him up.

Then, Cheng Xiaochi thought of a terrible thing.

He once told the emperor that he was suffering from hysteria. If the emperor believed him, would it be possible for the emperor to think that he was suffering from hysteria instead of the woman in front of Li.

It's very possible...!

Cheng Xiaochi's heart was lifted.

After listening to You Lan's explanation, the man in Xuanyi took a sip of the tea that was put aside, and looked at Cheng Xiaochi.

Cheng Xiaochi's whole body shivered at the moment his eyes fell, and he had the illusion of being locked by a big cat, and felt that the tips of his hair trembled a few times.

It is not a pleasant experience for a man to have such negative emotions towards another man.

But because of that, the revulsion was well overpowered by the fear.

"Is what she said true?"

"No... four!!!"

The anesthetic hadn't dissipated yet, and the young man took a sharp breath of saliva after speaking, and his Adam's apple slipped due to hehe.

Before the young man with long black hair could speak again, the princess, who was obviously sharp-tongued, opened her mouth in a snap.

It's just that her voice stopped quickly, and the emperor, tired of talking nonsense, interrupted her and cut straight to the center.

"Why are you there?"

Cheng Chi was taken aback by this question.

Originally, he opened his mouth to answer, but when he thought of the answer, he got stuck. How should he answer?Have an appointment with Manager Gao?

According to the words of the previous senior manager, krypton gold is obviously a word that only humans in the 21st century may know.

If his guess is correct, Director Gao and he are in the same boat, would throwing him out now be detrimental to Director Gao?

With a lot of thoughts, Cheng Xiaochi hesitated, and Gao Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, took the initiative to speak.

"It's Young Master Cheng who was appointed by the servant."

Everyone's eyes were on him, Gao Zhao's face was steady, and he spoke out the agreement between them, covering up the contents of the comics and cards.

"I heard that Mr. Cheng is quite famous and talented in the south of the Yangtze River. I want him to draw a picture for the minister. The minister's god-niece will celebrate her birthday in a few days."

Cheng Xiaochi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even so, you can't prove that it didn't come up with a whim and wanted to do something wrong to You Lan," the princess snorted coldly.

A certain young man who had just breathed a sigh of relief tensed his nerves again, his eyes widened angrily, and he looked desperate.

————If something goes wrong with my younger brother, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost! !

The scene fell into an endless loop, and neither party had enough evidence. At this time, a rigorous judge was needed, and everyone could not help but focus their attention on the emperor.

"How he molested you."

The question and oddity, because that's not the point.

Youlan's body trembled slightly, she lowered her head and narrated slowly, when Cheng Xiaochi covered her mouth and hugged him and refused to let go, Emperor Dog raised his eyebrows with an expression of incomprehension.

Under Cheng Xiaochi's horrified eyes, the emperor's toes appeared in front of him, as if he swayed casually, "Did you hug her?"

Cheng Xiaochi held back the [-] drafts in his heart, this action made him feel uncomfortable, a certain chemical element was growing in his body, and his desire for sweet and delicious food was spinning wildly.

A certain chemical substance that had just been suppressed for a short time was eager to try again, and my brain involuntarily began to recall what happened that day, and my body couldn't help but start to feel hot...

Stop braining!

"I...not." The numbness on the tip of his tongue gradually disappeared, but he still couldn't speak clearly.

The emperor stared closely at Cheng Xiaochi's eyes, and there seemed to be a shadow of a young man with black long hair in those ridiculously dark eyes.

He uttered two words in a voice with almost no emotion.

"Self-proof."

Cheng Xiaochi panicked and jumped suddenly.

He almost bit his lip. In his previous life, he must have had a grudge against Emperor Dog. If he had to prove himself, it would be...

ah ah ah it's too shameful...

A certain poor painter is wandering between saying and not saying.

After hesitating for a moment, the scale, constantly swinging between shame and little brother, tilted towards——little brother.

Making up his mind, Cheng Xiaochi made a psychological preparation for himself, but he failed to open his mouth several times.Every time I open my mouth, I have the illusion of chewing my tongue.

I really want to yell at the dog emperor: "Eunuch, then eunuch!" ! !

Kecheng Xiaochi realized that he didn't have the guts.

In fact... It is also reasonable for the tyrant to let him prove himself, and all problems can be solved simply and rudely.

Cheng Xiaochi lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, as if going to a banquet with no turning back.

"I only have feelings for you, Your Majesty... for women, I really..."

Broken black hair covered part of the young man's eyelids, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

The sound was like a mosquito, but it was like a nuclear bomb had been dropped in a quiet room.Bomb, the sound exploded into everyone's ears.

Several people showed incredulous expressions, coupled with the rumors they heard before...

Princess Ruiyang was obviously flustered, and the teacup in her hand was trembling: "Brother Huang..."

Cheng Xiaochi felt a little sympathetic to the princess, her three views seemed to have collapsed.An ancient girl who looks like nothing, may still have female virtues in her mind... In the end, she was wiped out by her own strength.

Inexplicably a little cool...?

The emperor sat on a high mahogany chair, his eyes were dyed by the candlelight in the room, the light in his eyes seemed to be dancing sparks, and the burning flame was so hot that people were shocked.

"Really?" The amber eyes of the long black-haired man seemed to be unable to see through the light in the room, and they were pitch black.

———Only respond to me, only me.

No need to say yes!

Cheng Xiaochi almost gritted his back molars, and choked out an answer: "Yes, you know."

Cheng Xiaochi: I declare my physical death.

The emperor who got the answer looked at the princess: "Satisfied?"

The princess's expression was almost psychedelic, and she finally nodded.

"Handmaiden, twenty big boards." After leaving these words, the emperor stood up slowly, glanced at the dull young man, glanced at his hanging neck several times, turned and left.

……

Cheng Xiaochi was like a strawberry that had been drained of water, lying shriveled on the ground.

After the crowd surrounding the emperor left his sight, Eunuch Gao untied the rope of the young man with long black hair.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Cheng Xiaochi shook his head with all his strength, trying to get the shameful scene out of his mind.

All the people in the house were sent away by Gao Zhao, Cheng Xiaochi shook his arm, his paralyzed nerves gradually recovered, and he looked at Director Gao once he regained his previous vigor.

"what's going on?"

Gao Zhao took a sip of tea inscrutablely and told him not to speak.

In a daze, the familiar sound of roasting meat came out again, and it seemed that the sizzling sound of cumin sprinkled on it could be heard.

Several little father-in-laws outside the door brought in an oven. To Cheng Xiaochi's surprise, there were strings of mouth-watering skewers on the oven.

Big kidneys, mutton skewers, green leeks, corn cobs, grilled steamed buns, prawns, potato chips, beef skewers...

A large charcoal stove came in from the back, and it was full of oysters! !

One moment was hell, the next moment was heaven, and the tip of his tongue involuntarily secreted saliva.

When there were only two people left in the room, a chubby father-in-law put out two bottles of rice wine.

"Whole! Brother, I'm so excited, let's do one first!!!"

Cheng Xiaochi's whole body trembled, and his scalp tingled when he heard the familiar dialect accent, "Brother, from the Northeast?"

"Well, where is the little brother?"

At this moment, Cheng Xiaochi burst into tears! !

"The area in the south of the Yangtze River offers free shipping."

With a few words, the two of them were brought back to a certain era. The candlelight in the house was not bright, which perfectly restored the scene of drinking and eating skewers in a small barbecue shop on the street.

My mother asked me why I often had tears in the corners of my eyes, because the moment the mutton skewers are in your mouth, the happiness you are given is unparalleled.

Cheng Xiaochi cried.

After eating a few skewers of barbecue, the two sighed. Cheng Xiaochi suddenly thought of something, and unconsciously glanced at it.

After two or three glances, Gao Zhao noticed his eyes.

Cheng Xiaochi felt a little offended, but he was so curious that he couldn't help it, and looked down.

"Brother, you..."

It's okay not to say it, but when he said it, Gao Zhaowang burst into tears, and Cheng Xiaochi immediately retreated tactically, afraid of being poked by his stick.

When Gao Zhao calmed down, Cheng Xiaochi patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Sorry, brother."

"You don't understand, brother!"

"I understand," Cheng Xiaochi's eyes instantly became sad, and his voice was a little distant, like a voice floating from the sky, "Brother, what you lost was the front, what I lost may be the back..."

Gao Zhao's crying stopped immediately, and he gave a second-to-understand signal. Recalling the scene just now, he suddenly felt a little comforted, brother and brother!

"Don't say anything, it's all in the wine!!"

After drinking two glasses, the two of them, who didn't seem to be able to drink well, started chatting.

"Brother, what did you do before? I think you draw well."

"Manga migrant workers, how about you brother?"

Gao Zhao drank another glass of wine, with helpless melancholy in his voice.

"Small fresh meat."

Cheng Xiaochi picked out his ears.

"What did you say?!"