minister under clothes

After waking up in the bedroom full of the memories of all the teenagers in the morning, Lu Qingyi had the illusion of having a big dream. It wasn't until he vaguely realized who the person beside him was that he remembered the reality in an instant.

Yan Tou was still in a deep sleep, breathing slowly and quietly.

Lu Qingyi fumbled with his phone in the dark to check the time, seeing that it was half an hour later than usual, he couldn't help sighing.

If he was a child, he should get up and go outside the building to practice his voice, otherwise grandpa will say that he is lazy and worthless.

When he was distracted, Yan Tou suddenly said: "Why don't you sleep more?"

For some reason, Lu Qingyi withdrew his hand on his waist and said softly, "Did you wake up?"

"No, I slept soundly when I slept with you." Yan Tou kissed him on the cheek, got up immediately without any regrets, turned on the desk lamp and said, "Today is the first day in office, I have to leave early, you can lie down for a while." Come on, I'll prepare breakfast for you."

Lu Qingyi lay on the pillow and looked at him: "...Even if you were dragged to the floor before, you couldn't bear to open your eyes."

Yan Tou smiled, took a set of clothes from the cabinet and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Hearing the vague sound of water, Lu Qingyi sent a text message to a painter friend: "I'll find you at noon."

He has also been in the art circle for several years. Leaving Sophie will naturally take away his own contacts. In fact, compared with the empty shell of the new art industry, the content inside is the capital of his foothold, so instead of being busy Instead of worrying about the storefront, it is better to spend some energy to manage the channels well.

"On the day of the opening, that is, your new work release meeting, naturally don't worry about the attention, I will arrange for the media to report it." Lu Qingyi put on an exquisite suit, with elegant demeanor and concise language. lazy.

But the man sitting opposite him was sloppy, and said with a nonchalant smile, "I don't care about these things, I can rest assured that I leave the painting to you."

Lu Qingyi rolled his eyes: "Bai Sheng, I will not let you down, I will give you the treatment of Sophie, as long as I have time, I can do better than Sophie."

"I don't need to talk about these things. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even know where to pay for my meal." The man who was replaced by Bai Sheng yawned: "Winter in Beijing really makes people sleepy."

"It's hard for you to leave Paris with me. Are you satisfied with the new residence? I will take care of the housekeeping chores, as long as you live as you like." Lu Qingyi asked with concern.

It was he who discovered Bai Sheng's paintings three years ago, and tried his best to strongly recommend them to his teacher, which helped Bai Sheng become popular in the western art world. Use other people's tricks.

"Hmm..." Bai Sheng didn't feel anything about material things, but suddenly blinked: "I heard that you kicked Noah and got together with an American?"

"He is my classmate, I have a chance to introduce you to each other." Lu Qingyi looked at his watch: "I have an appointment with someone, you can read in the coffee shop first, and I will pick you up for the evening party in an hour."

Bai Sheng's face darkened immediately: "No, I'm sick of such occasions."

Lu Qingyi held his hand, eyes full of sincerity: "Just be with me, Bai Sheng, everything I have in Paris can't be exchanged to Beijing at the same value as coins, everything has to start all over again."

Bai Sheng couldn't take it anymore and agreed: "Okay, okay, come back quickly."

Lu Qingyi nodded, picked up his computer bag, and hurried out the door. The familiar cold wind rushed towards his face, forcing the tiredness in his eyes to hide.

Time seems to be extraordinarily kind to Lin Yilin.

I haven't seen you for many years, but it's still as clean and warm as when we first met.

Lu Qingyi walked into his office full of drawings and high-tech monitors, and suddenly felt that he was still a cramped child, and even felt a little uncomfortable.

"Welcome, are you satisfied with your house?" Lin Yilin closed the electronic drawing board in front of him, stood up and smiled.

Lu Qingyi said, "Thank you."

"It's all because of Xiao Tou's arguing that it will be up for two or three days. I'm so busy that I hardly sleep a wink. How negligent I am." Lin Yilin made him a cup of green tea and handed it over.

"It's troublesome." Lu Qingyi said helplessly.

"I heard that you are going to open a gallery, you must be very busy, why do you have time to come to me?" Lin Yilin inquired politely.

"Maybe you forgot..." Lu Qingyi took out the check and salary that Sophie paid him from his bag, and attached an IOU: "I'm here to pay back the money."

Lin Yilin looked surprised, took it over and looked at it carefully, and then remembered the antique vase that was broken back then.

"I'm sorry it took so long." Lu Qingyi bowed, and then said, "Don't disturb me."

"I can't accept this, Xiaotou..." Lin Yilin hurriedly stopped him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingyi didn't have the joy of being in love at all, but said coldly: "He is him, and I am me. It is only natural to pay back the debt. If you are afraid that you will be unhappy, don't let him know."

Then, taking advantage of the moment when Lin Yilin hesitated to speak, he turned and left without hesitation.

The Vanity Fair game is like a shadow puppet show in a storybook.

If it is false, the villain whose limbs are imprisoned clearly exists, but if it is true, what the passer-by sees is nothing but black phantoms.

Whether it's true or false, whether it's true or false, Lu Qingyi already knows the beginning and end of it.

He dresses up the most dazzling appearance for himself, he always has the most eye-catching and hard-to-please celebrities around him, he maintains an affair with the prince who is most easily imagined in the city, his smile is decent, and he always rejects people thousands of miles away Besides, it becomes a favorite when it appears in pompous occasions.

It's just that drinking too much alcohol will inevitably hurt the liver.

If you tell too many lies, you will naturally feel sad.

When he was sent home by the driver in the middle of the night, Lu Qingyi was so tired that he didn't even want to lift his arms. Unfortunately, as soon as he opened the door, he received an expected complaint: "What time is it? Why didn't you tell me when you went out?" ?”

He took off his windbreaker, took a glass of ice water and drank it with his head up, then wiped his mouth and said, "If I don't tell you, you will know."

Yan Tou obviously couldn't sleep, and his short hair was a bit messy.

Lu Qingyi stretched out his hand to caress and sighed: "Participating parties are always inevitable. If I want people to accept me, I have to make some sacrifices."

Yan Tou frowned: "Just tell me what you want."

"I want you." Lu Qingyi didn't know if he was drunk, but suddenly stepped forward and hugged him, startled Yan Tou into a stagger, and then laughed again.

The combination of smoke, perfume, and wine made Yan Tou frown slightly. It's not that he doesn't know how to socialize, but he just doesn't want to let the people he loves be stained with dust.

Lu Qingyi still kept smiling: "Are you worried about me, are you afraid that others will know our relationship?"

Yan Tou asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Lu Qingyi said: "You can accompany me to the unavoidable activities in the future."

"Okay." Yan Tou finally looked better, and asked again: "Have you gone to find Lin Yilin?"

"I'm sorry to ask, but you always ignore the troublesome person, I'll thank him." Lu Qingyi replied calmly without changing his expression.

Yan Tou really didn't know the inside story, and said with a smile: "Why don't I thank him, I will introduce him to a big business, I want you to take care of it, the bath water is boiled, wash up and sleep."

Lu Qingyi thanked her and went to the bathroom.

In fact, he is a little strange, these days Yan Tou has not done anything outside the rules, he is completely different from the eagerness before.

The possibility of wanting nothing is unlikely.

If there is no trick, then there is a knot.

After closing the bathroom door, Lu Qingyi sighed in an inaudible voice.

In fact, he himself didn't know whether he wanted Yan Tou to love him more or less.

——How much is still not enough, even if you see through the truth and falsehood, you will never let go of the gains and losses.