Top Scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

Zhan Qinghuan, no, it should be about Tan Qingqing drawing some explicit illustrations and even a microblog trumpet. After Huo Xian was discovered, Zhan Qinghuan would feel embarrassed in front of Huo Xian for a while. overdo it.

There is one thing to say, this painting did not go through her hands, she just sent out the little inventory that Tan Qingqing had left, and after that, that small Weibo account was never taken care of.

But one time, Huo Xian's computer broke down, and she wanted to use Zhan Qinghuan's computer to log in to her Weibo account. When she logged out of the account of Tantanzi and logged in again, she happened to see a small account that Zhan Qinghuan had automatically recorded by the computer.

After Huo Xian finished using Zhan Qinghuan's computer, Huo Xian quietly searched for the account name on her mobile phone, and at a glance, she saw that the account should be the trumpet of Tan Tanzi.

Although the painting style in those paintings has been deliberately changed, Huo Xian can still recognize some small details.

After all, she had read all of Tan Tanzi's comics before.

At that time, Zhan Qinghuan didn't know that Tan Qingqing's second vest had been seen through by Huo Xian, and she was still seriously thinking about how to increase her favorability every day. Huo Xian's kisses, licks and hugs were also arbitrary. She can do whatever she wants.

When Huo Xian discovered that Zhan Qinghuan's account hadn't posted new pictures for a long time, Huo Xian started to mention this matter to Zhan Qinghuan intentionally or unintentionally, saying that she recently discovered that a blogger liked her paintings very much but the blogger Long time no update or something.

Zhan Qinghuan frowned in her ears and felt something was wrong, she was wondering if Huo Xian had fallen in love with other little painters, then what should she do, what should she do with her favorability value?

Of course, Zhan Qinghuan couldn't sit still, so she pretended to casually ask: "Who, show me?"

Huo Xian was very obedient, took out the phone and gave it to Zhan Qinghuan with a few clicks. After Zhan Qinghuan saw the Weibo account displayed on the screen of Huo Xian's phone, she felt that she froze there instantly.

It was another trumpet opened by the original owner Tan Qingqing. She used to draw some illustrations on it that were completely opposite to her usual style. The scale was a bit large, but since Zhan Qinghuan came, she didn't care much about it. .

Huo Xian carefully looked at Zhan Qinghuan's expression, but found that Zhan Qinghuan quickly reacted, and then snatched her mobile phone and hid it under the sofa.

Zhan Qinghuan didn't believe that Huo Xian would be so stupid that she couldn't even tell what her painting style was like. According to the current situation, it was only possible that Huo Xian deliberately used this matter to test her.

She is a serious manga author, not a book artist!

"When did you know that?" Although Zhan Qinghuan dared to tell Huo Xian straight to the point, she only maintained her composure on the surface and was panicked inside.

Huo Xian also knew that she was a bit too stupid to do so, but she found that she was always not smart in front of Zhan Qinghuan.

After talking with Zhan Qinghuan very seriously about how she found out about this account, Zhan Qinghuan took a deep breath and said to Huo Xian: "That was all when I was young, so just pretend you haven't seen this account and Forget about what’s in this account.”

Huo Xian could tell that Zhan Qinghuan was shy, but she wanted to continue teasing Zhan Qinghuan, she moved closer to Zhan Qinghuan, and said with a smile: "But those things have been deeply engraved in my mind , there is no way to forget it casually, how about Qingqing help me find a way?"

Zhan Qinghuan looked disgusted and entangled, and even rolled her eyes at Huo Xian, with a proud expression: "I don't think about it."

After returning the phone to Huo Xian, Zhan Qinghuan went back to her room and locked the door, preparing to use the trumpet account to make all Weibo visible to her.

But after she logged in to that account, she saw a lot of comments. Many little angels praised her illustrations, which were explicit but not pornographic. The female body could be displayed to the extreme. It looked beautiful and visually enjoyable.

Zhan Qinghuan suddenly thought, this is Tan Qingqing's hard work, since Tan Qingqing is willing to put these pictures on the Internet for everyone to see, then she shouldn't lock them up again, right?

So what if Huo Xian finds out, she won't take care of this account in the future, and it may not be that important to her to be found with a small account, anyway, it won't affect her process of gaining favorability.

So Zhan Qinghuan quit that account again, and deleted the auto-saved password on the browser.

Although Huo Xian provoked this matter, there is actually one thing Huo Xian wants to tell Zhan Qinghuan. She is afraid that Zhan Qinghuan will not be willing. After discovering Zhan Qinghuan's trumpet, Huo Xian has indeed discovered a new world Same, but she found that Zhan Qinghuan seemed a little unhappy.

After this time, Huo Xian found that Zhan Qinghuan began to avoid her intentionally or unintentionally, and did not look at her while eating, as if she had done something wrong, which made Huo Xian feel a little uncomfortable.

She felt that there was nothing wrong with being honest between lovers, why did Zhan Qinghuan always treat her like she was hiding something?Huo Xian wanted herself not to care so much, but she inevitably had a small lump in her heart.

Zhan Qinghuan lived with Huo Xian every day, so how could she not know Huo Xian's little thought, within a few days she took Huo Xian's hand and said that she would take her to the roof to watch the stars.

They said they wanted to see the stars, but after Huo Xian followed Zhan Qinghuan to the top of the building, looking at the dark sky, there were no stars, but Zhan Qinghuan took out a large handful of star sticks and fireworks, laughing It was very sweet, as if deliberately trying to please: "These two days are cloudy, and I want to take you to see the stars, this is the only way."

Zhan Qinghuan handed the fireworks to Huo Xian, and took out a lighter from her pocket. The night wind was a bit strong, she took out a few fireworks from the bundle, covered the flame of the lighter with her hand, and lit the star stick .

The light of the fireworks instantly cast a warm light on the faces of Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian. Zhan Qinghuan just played one after another like this. Seeing that Huo Xian was standing there still, she pushed her slightly with her shoulders. Her: "Aren't you going to play together?"

Huo Xian took out a few fireworks from the large handful of fireworks held in her left hand, and lit them with the fire in the firework stick in Zhan Qinghuan's hand. The fireworks creaked, but Huo Xian seemed to be breathing slowly. Slowly dissipated.

Zhan Qinghuan saw the calm smile on Huo Xian's face from the side, and when she went to get the fireworks stick in her hand, she deliberately drew a circle on Huo Xian's hand with her fingers, and then pulled out a few more.

After all the fireworks were set off, Zhan Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily. Her hands were dirty, and she put those burnt fireworks sticks into the garbage bag she brought up, and asked Huo Xian: " Are the stars pretty?"

Huo Xian turned her head to look at Zhan Qinghuan's small face, her hair was pulled up casually, her face was pretty, and her eyes were brighter than the stars.

"It's not good-looking." Huo Xian rarely glanced at Zhan Qing Huan Xing, and Zhan Qing Huan's expression instantly became aggrieved, and she immediately said, "You are already the most beautiful, why should I look at stars."

Zhan Qinghuan couldn't help laughing immediately when she heard Huo Xian's words, "I love what you say."

The little friction between the two dissipated because of the "star" that Zhan Qinghuan asked Huo Xian to watch. The two of them rolled on the bed for a long time that night, and Huo Xian spoke next to her only after Zhan Qinghuan had had a good time. Question: "Qingqing, I want to continue to see you draw the illustrations in the style of your trumpet. I think the comics you draw now are a bit buried in your drawing skills."

Talking about Tan Qingqing's skill in painting is indeed very good, but Zhan Qinghuan can't feel why she wants to be a cartoonist even if she reads her memory.

Maybe that is one of her dreams and hopes. She is working hard for her dream, which should be respected.

"What I do is what I like, don't you too? I won't upload pictures for that trumpet anymore, but you, what do you want me to do for you? Seeing you wandering around for so many days, If you don’t tell me again, I won’t agree.”

Huo Xian hugged Zhan Qinghuan's waist as if she had been enlightened, and said, "We have reached a cooperation with a toy manufacturer, and there is a temporary lack of a painter here, thinking that the fat will not flow to outsiders, what do you think?"

At this time, Zhan Qinghuan was still crazily catching up with the progress of the serialized comics. She thought about it in her heart, since Huo Xian could tell her about it, then she had no reason to refuse, so she nodded her head as a promise up.

She also knew what toys Huo Xian was talking about, but when she saw the row in front of her the next day, she was inevitably a little speechless.

Huo Xian was still there last night asking which one she wanted to play with. Zhan Qinghuan had always regarded these toys as scourges. Her body was too sensitive, and she would become soft even if she touched it a little. Now thinking about it, her legs felt a little weak.

"I think I see shadows in them."

At this time, Zhan Qinghuan had already taken out the board and prepared to draw. Seeing those "toys", she lay on the table and looked at Huo Xian, not to mention how pitiful her eyes were.

Huo Xian took out all those toys, held Zhan Qinghuan's hand and asked, "Qingqing, do you really dislike my current job?"

"No." Zhan Qinghuan shook her head quickly, she pursed her lips and knew that Huo Xian was thinking too much, and explained: "Don't think too much, I just feel that I can't adapt to it sometimes, and when these things are put out The way you look at me is very strange..."

Well, Zhan Qinghuan has a thin skin.

She felt that under Huo Xian's careful training, she could gradually become an old driver who did not blush while driving.

In fact, Huo Xian did it.

For some tests, Huo Xian would not do it by herself, but would drag Zhan Qinghuan to do it. Their body structures are different, and their perception abilities are also different. When Zhan Qinghuan was crying there, Huo Xian didn't respond at all.

This made Huo Xian very interested in Zhan Qinghuan, but Zhan Qinghuan would not be controlled by her every time as Huo Xian wished.

After going back and forth like this, Zhan Qinghuan finally practiced the ability to be indifferent even if Huo Xian slandered next to her, and she was proficient at actively pushing down things.

At the same time, she also finished drawing the manuscripts that Huo Xian needed. Huo Xian asked if she could put the name of the talker, and Zhan Qinghuan agreed.

Huo Xian is very happy that her official account can be linked with Zhan Qinghuan's comics, hugging Zhan Qinghuan, kissing and chewing, Zhan Qinghuan will always gently push Huo Xian's head away, and then Huo Xian Xian will stick again.

Zhan Qinghuan had no choice but to go with her.

Huo Xian is very good at doing business, and with her previous promotion and positive marketing, all the products from the manufacturer have been shipped out smoothly, and everything is on the right track.

Zhan Qinghuan is also struggling every day to draw the ending storyboard of the manga.

But the pace of life between her and Huo Xian has always been very coordinated. For Huo Xian, her current life has entered a saturated state. Her career is booming, her lover is by her side every day, and there seem to be fewer freelancers. A restraint, if she has something to go out, she can take Zhan Qinghuan with her, and go out to relax and so on.

Zhan Qinghuan tried her best to treat Huo Xian better. In three worlds, she always had a question in her heart, whether the target of these missions was the person she guessed.

After all, she still has affection for that person.

But in order to find the real answer, Zhan Qinghuan's kindness to Huo Xian also has a time limit.

After all, there are some things that she has to do no matter how unbearable she is.

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This chapter is probably the history of student Qing Huan's thick skin hahahaha