After wearing it back, I became the favorite of the boss

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the fans who stayed in Mu Shaoqing's live broadcast room opened Weibo one after another and checked the time again. Yes, it was [-] o'clock, but the anchor hadn't appeared yet. Are they being cooed?

Bai Ge, who is the administrator of the live broadcast room, immediately called Mu Shaoqing. After the call was connected, a man's deep and cold voice came from the other side, not annoyed: "What's the matter?"

"Yin, Mr. Yin!" Bai Ge couldn't help becoming nervous, and stammered to explain, "Xiao Muzhi, I said before that the live broadcast will be live at seven o'clock tonight..."

"He's drunk." Mentioning someone, Yin Cheng's voice was visibly gentler.

White Pigeon swallowed with a grunt, and cautiously suggested: "Then, then I'll send a notice to cancel the live broadcast?"

"No need to cancel!" Mu Shaoqing's voice came faintly, full of anger and a little anxious.

Bai Ge was in a dilemma, and threw the problem back: "Mr. Yin?"

The other side of the phone suddenly fell silent. He pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, and vaguely heard the process of the two communicating. To sum it up in one sentence: a drunk cat was making trouble for no reason.

In the end, the drunk cat won.

Mr. Yin made concessions without principle.

Bai Ge rubbed her belly, thinking of the bowl of millet porridge she drank at night, she suddenly felt a little full.

At ten past seven, Mu Shaoqing's live broadcast room finally turned on. Under the bright and transparent light, the young man's exquisite and picturesque facial features suddenly occupied the entire live broadcast window. In the case of a filter and a filter, even the obvious capillary pores cannot be seen.

In an instant, the Yan fans in the live broadcast room were so excited that they screamed and took screenshots one after another.

"Sorry, I'm late." The boy's eyebrows were curved, his tone was soft and cute, as if waking up from a big dream, he moved his phone back a few minutes, "I'm live broadcasting at home today, I only have a mobile phone, I'll find it A mobile phone selfie stick, you wait for me a moment."

The speed of speech is unhurried, and it looks clear.

But there are a lot of people online in the live broadcast room, and there are always some piercing fans.

[Master, this situation seems to be not quite right? ]

[I suspect he was drinking!I read gossip before saying that the young master has a very light drinking capacity, and only pours three glasses of beer...]

[But the look just now feels so cute!I wonder if I can see Boss Yin and the young master on the same screen tonight? ]

Mu Shaoqing didn't look at the barrage here, but was grabbing his phone and looking for selfie sticks everywhere.

He was indeed too excited during the dinner, he was careless, drank two glasses of red wine, and then——

drunk.

Of course, he didn't think he was drunk.

"Yin Cheng, where is the selfie stick I prepared?"

After walking around the room, Mu Shaoqing realized something belatedly: Oh, this doesn't seem to be his room.

This is the old house of the Yin family, the study room that Yin Cheng used to use exclusively, and it was temporarily used as a studio for his live broadcast.

"Here." Yin Cheng had already had someone bring the things over, and stood by, watching the drunk cat not to be stupid.

Hearing a man's deep and pleasant voice coming from outside the screen, the fans in the live broadcast room were instantly rejuvenated, and the bullet screens swiped fast.

[Al was Mr. Yin's voice just now?So spoiled! ]

[I carefully studied the style of this room, and it doesn't quite match our son's. Also, the camera scanned the large garden outside the floor-to-ceiling windows just now. Let's make a conservative estimate: Is my son going to see his parents today? ]

[Ahhhh!So excited, the dowry prepared by Ma Ma is finally coming in handy! ]

"What dowry?"

Mu Shaoqing fixed the selfie stick, took a closer look, and happened to scan the barrage just now, his amber pupils flickered slightly, flashing a little bit of confusion and confusion.

Yin Cheng, who was sitting not far from him, smiled and said nothing, wondering if he should remind him not to make trouble just because he was drunk, so as not to regret it when he wakes up tomorrow.

As a result, in the next second, he heard the boy retort with a smile: "It's obviously a betrothal gift!"

bride price?

Yin Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a deep meaning flashed in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and he looked at the young man with a burning gaze.

Suddenly a little hot.

Mu Shaoqing stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt and loosen his tie. His eyes were a little sleepy and he glanced at the bullet screen that was brushing so fast that he didn't have time to see it clearly. He muttered: "Swipe slowly, you can't see clearly. .”

He squinted, his eyelashes were dense, thick and long, like a small brush, he leaned close to the screen of the phone, tilted his head slightly, and then he saw clearly, the screen was full of ah, ah, I'm dead, and the affected limb is x ...

Incomprehensible world.

The boy's eyes were blank, and after a few seconds of silence, he continued: "Today is not suitable for Landlord Fighting, I will show you a unique skill!"

What is Mu Shaoqing's unique skill?

According to the original words of his career fans: That's too much, any one of the eighteen martial arts can become a unique skill.

Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to prove that he has many unique skills.

Enviable photographic memory and mental arithmetic ability, superb acting skills certified by the famous director Li Zhengai, the rumored "one pass", singing and false voice skills that are said to be not many but enough to show off, and There are inscriptions on the left hand and paintings on the right hand that once made a big splash, and dances that are said to be the least good at but extremely magical...

[Master, do you want to dance? ]

[Son, Ma Ma wants to hear you sing! ]

[I am different from you, I just want to watch the young master live with Boss Yin hahaha! ]

Mu Shaoqing fixed the phone, glanced at the bullet screen, and suddenly smiled like a sneaky cat: "I won't show you my husband, hum!"

puff!

The fans in the live broadcast room almost went crazy. This show of love and love spread openly and honestly didn't look like the calm and calm young man in ordinary times, so...he was really drunk!

After realizing the truth, fans kept swiping gifts to coax him to talk more about "husband".

It's a pity that Mu Shaoqing didn't care about the barrage at all. He had already prepared his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and started the serious live broadcast.

On the side, Yin Cheng was still immersed in the "husband" that fell from the sky just now, unable to extricate himself, the soft and sweet voice of the young man, with a hint of coquettishness and complacency, like a child protecting food, showing off himself unconsciously baby in hand.

He almost couldn't restrain himself, stood up and walked forward. When he was still a few steps away from entering the mirror, his rationality came back and he stopped abruptly.

The boy who knew nothing about it was showing off his unique skills, this time painting with both hands.

The fans in the live broadcast room couldn't see his face, only the young man's slender and white hands were on the screen, holding the pen with both hands, the writing was calm and sophisticated, and the ink was rendered on the paper. Under the eyes of everyone, they witnessed a moment full of miracles.

It turned out to be a mirror painting!The symmetrical landscape paintings on the left and right sides, the mountains are majestic, the distant mountains are like Daisy, the mist and clouds are vast, and the flowing water is murmuring.

Standing in front of the desk, Yin Cheng couldn't hide his surprise from the beginning to the end.

This landscape painting is actually not very good, but Mu Shaoqing painted it with both hands at the same time, folded in half with the center line, and the landscapes on both sides completely overlap, which is enough to show how amazing his talent is.

If he goes all the way on the road of painting...

[A talented painter who was delayed by acting career! ]

[Woooooo, master, you won't really want to quit the circle to paint in the future, will you? ]

[The painting is great, but why is Ma Ma so worried...]

Mu Shaoqing put down his pen, squinted his eyes and glanced at the barrage. The stamina of the red wine increased, and his vision became obviously blurred. After finally seeing a few barrages clearly, he grinned: "Don't worry, I'll take a break It's just time, that's all for today, everyone wash up and sleep early, good night."

After speaking, he tilted his body and fell directly to the side.

Fortunately, Yin Cheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, hugged him, and then reached out to turn off the live broadcast.

The fans in the live broadcast room were lucky enough to witness the last scene: the indifferent and handsome man put his arms around the boy with one arm, his eyes were unexpectedly gentle, and the other hand stretched out to the screen. The next second, the screen of the live broadcast room went black.

But the fans staying here did not leave immediately, but continued to brush the barrage excitedly.

[I have automatically generated 2 hours of avi in ​​my mind...]

[Can't help shouting again: Boss Yin and the boy are really a perfect match!Just looking at this face, I can eat two more bowls of rice! ]

[Ahhhhh this damn sweet smell of love...]

Mu Shaoqing had long since lost sight of the barrage.

He finally realized that he was a little drunk. Holding Yin Cheng's arm with both hands, he barely stood up and praised himself proudly: "I'm working hard today, it's great!"

"Yeah." Yin Cheng chuckled, brushing his cheek with his fingertips, "rest here tonight, or go home?"

The young man who was obviously not clear-headed blinked his eyes in confusion, and asked, "Aren't we at home?"

"It's at home." Yin Cheng followed his words and nodded.

When he met his parents this time, he prepared for a long time and arranged everything properly, especially on Mu Hongan's side.

As early as an hour ago, the three members of Mu Hongan's family had already gone back.

His uncle will have a concert tomorrow morning, and his plane will go abroad tonight, and his parents also took time out of their busy schedules to come back to meet his daughter-in-law. The next reunion will probably be at the wedding.

So much so that at this moment, only the old man, Yin Yuan, and the two of them are left at the Yin family's old house.

"Yin Cheng, I'm a little thirsty." Mu Shaoqing smacked his lips and moaned twice.

Yin Cheng helped him to go to the sofa: "I'll pour you some water, do you want bee water?"

As soon as Mu Shaoqing sat down, he started acting like a monster, grabbed the other's arm, pulled it hard, and said, "No honey water!"

Yin Cheng supported the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and held his palm with the other hand. His deep voice was a little hoarse, and his throat rolled: "Then what do you want?"

"Baby fell down and can't get up, I want to kiss..." The boy opened his mouth and came, obviously looking at something indecent while sneaking in from his busy schedule.

"A kiss is enough?" Yin Cheng asked in a low voice.

Mu Shaoqing's mind was already in a mess, he raised his head, and yelled boldly: "Of course not enough! I still want to fuck you!"

The young man's face was blushing, and his misty peach eyes were extremely seductive. The provocative man's breathing was involuntarily heavy|heavy, and the scorching breath slapped the young man's face, making him feel even hotter.

"I want to take a shower." Mu Shaoqing murmured softly.

Yin Cheng smiled: "OK."

He picked him up with both hands, and in the next second, the boy consciously clasped his waist with his legs, and clucked like an old hen with a smile: "Drive——"

As a result of being too aggressive, before the two of them left the study, Mu Shaoqing was pushed against the door, and Yin Cheng's kiss made her whole body go limp. In the end, she could only utter a soft meow like a kitten.