I heard that people who come in have made a fortune [entertainment circle]

Yan Mingsheng sat silently on the sofa, looking at the stacks of instructions, supplementary instructions, special instructions, and exemption clauses that Su Luochen brought out for him...

He originally thought that marking was a very fragrant and charming process.

Like a vampire, first embrace for blood.

Like ABO, Jinjiang can never imagine.

Even if it's like ordinary men and women, one person holds the ring, kneels on one knee, and looks at each other affectionately, "Will you marry me?"

"Cough, that's a lot." Yan Mingsheng didn't have much resistance to reading the documents.

I just didn't expect the demons in fairy tales to be so complicated.

Su Luochen sighed: "What can I do, I'm also desperate."

Originally, the demon's marking ceremony was very simple.

Using the power of words, you can make people unable to repent.

But...then humans evolved too.

He even picks holes in the words he speaks.

Not only human beings can find it themselves, but also angels, gods, Bodhisattvas, bull-headed horse noodles, etc. who want to grab business will help them find it.

The traders in the buying and selling soul group were once forced to sort out all the language systems, cultural systems, and idioms in the world for a piece of spiritual words.

"Have you eaten?" is a common greeting similar to the Chinese system.

In other languages, it is an invitation. If you say you have not eaten, then you must open a table for a meal.

In the Japanese system, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." It means I love you.

In other languages, it is "the weather will be fine tomorrow, you can dry the quilt".

……

After generations of tossing, things that were originally a sentence have become more and more complicated.

The contract has been upgraded hundreds of versions, more than the patches of the windows system.

The part to be filled in on the first page is: The language and cultural habits adopted in this contract are all expressed in the XX district of XX city of XX language family XX dialect.

Yan Mingsheng smiled and tapped that one with his fingers: "The first demon who was forced to stroke all the languages ​​in the world back then, how is he doing now?"

"I ran away with a female doctor who was engaged in archaeology, alas, what a talent, just lost like this." Su Luochen was angrily.

Other clauses include that even if the contractor believes in another sect, the validity of the contract cannot be canceled.

There are also the contractor's liability for breach of contract and so on.

As Yan Mingsheng read it, he found out the contradictory parts in the terms, the places where the loopholes were easy to be picked out, and the places where there might be conflicts with other organizations.

A pile of documents, Yan Mingsheng wrote dense annotations on them with a pen.

After closing the last page, Yan Mingsheng put the cap on the pen: "Okay, let's change it according to this."

Su Luochen happily agreed, and then scratched his head: "Why do you feel that something is wrong? You are the signatory, and there are loopholes in the contract. You should be happy. Why do you want to help me fix it?"

Yan Mingsheng smiled and touched his ears: "I'm afraid you'll lose me."

Su Luochen took out the revised document from the sea of ​​consciousness again, and put it in front of Yan Mingsheng: "It's finished!"

"It's such a high efficiency, it's a pity not to be my assistant." Yan Mingsheng reached out and pulled Su Luochen into his arms, and sat down on his lap.

"Eh? Why haven't you signed yet?" Su Luochen was shocked to find that Yan Mingsheng started reading from the first page.

Yan Mingsheng kissed his earlobe, and smiled lowly: "I'll tell you a secret, I will re-check all the contracts and drinks that have been out of my sight for a period of time, this is a habit."

Su Luochen realized that this was also the pit that Yan Mingsheng had stepped on.

Reading the contract Reading the contract, Yan Mingsheng turned over the contract with one hand, and the other hand was not idle.

His hand went around Su Luochen's chest to his throat, and gently stroked the slightly protruding Adam's apple, that movement was full of aggression and possession.

Although Su Luochen hadn't been a human for a long time, his subconscious vigilance against threats to his vitals still made him move. He kept dodging backwards, and then raised his head: "Don't touch me, itches."

"Get used to it and it won't itch anymore." Yan Mingsheng coaxed him softly, Su Luochen could not avoid it, his back was tightly pressed against Yan Mingsheng's chest.

"Hey, our chest is really on our back now." Su Luochen giggled.

Yan Mingsheng was speechless: "At a time like this, to think of such a rotten stalk, you really deserve to be a devil king."

He supported Su Luochen's chin, lowered his head slowly, and bit his canine teeth on the side of Su Luochen's neck.

The Adam's apple was charged, and the deadliest aorta was also finely ground between the teeth. The physical fear and secret stimulation in the body suddenly hit the nerve endings like an electric current.

"Hmm..." Su Luochen couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Originally, he only wore a long white shirt. Now that he has six buttons, only two buttons on his waist are left to stick to his post. .

Yan Mingsheng's gaze went from the narrow chin, along the line of the long neck, and then into the depth of the neckline.

Most of the time, Su Luochen's muscle lines are soft and not very clear, and can only be seen when he exerts force.

The last two shirt buttons were missing, and Yan Mingsheng caressed Su Luochen's waist. There were obvious depressions on both sides of the hip bones, outlining a perfect waistline.

Such a slender waist is extremely resilient. Between stretching and bending, Yan Mingsheng's palms have felt the power hidden under the soft and greasy skin countless times.

"You, you, you, read the document carefully, sign it quickly, I'm still in a hurry to file it." Su Luochen yelled dissatisfied.

The more anxious he was, the more Yan Mingsheng wanted to tease him. He clasped him in his arms with both hands, pressed his chest with one hand, and his belly with the other, and whispered in his ear with a nasty smile: "Flipping the page is too much!" I'm tired, help me turn over."

For filing!

Su Luochen puffed her cheeks, and turned the pages for him angrily.

"It's too fast, I can't see clearly." Yan Mingsheng lightly bit his earlobe as if punishing.

"You, I really hate you." Su Luochen turned a page, Yan Mingsheng didn't read the paper at all, his eyes were all on him.

Obviously already very familiar with the face and body, but I can't get enough of it, the more I look at it, the more I am addicted, the more I want to see his different face:

Smile when something good happens,

Crying and chirping when receiving a tragedy script,

Now so angry,

And I got something good, and I rushed to share it with him...

The little devil's soul is so interesting, no matter how long they are together, they will never get tired of it.

Yan Mingsheng sniffed Su Luochen's breath greedily. Even though the two of them used the same body wash and shampoo, it looked so alluring on him.

"Okay, can you turn the page! Do you want to recite the whole text and write it silently!" Su Luochen didn't get the instruction that he could turn the page for a long time, so he couldn't help turning around, looking sideways at Yan Mingsheng's urging .

The rosy and soft lips opened and closed, and they were slightly tilted because of a little emotion.

Unpredictable, Yan Mingsheng kissed those two open soft lips heavily. Su Luochen had just eaten candy secretly, and there was a milky lemon taste in his mouth. Yan Mingsheng's tongue was on his lips. Exploring vigorously in the mouth, as if wanting to fully integrate that taste into himself.

"Huh?" Su Luochen, who only had the great cause of filing in his mind, was suddenly kissed, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Yan Mingsheng away.

Yan Mingsheng pressed his palm on the back of Su Luochen's neck, subconsciously exerting force, making the kiss instantly intense to the point of siege, like a fire in the wilderness, instantly burning all over his body and igniting the nerve endings.

The lips and teeth of the two met, and Yan Mingsheng kept deepening the kiss to absorb more familiar breath.

"Hmm..." Su Luochen was dizzy from the kiss, and he didn't look at Yan Mingsheng, but at the thick contract, which Yan Mingsheng hadn't signed yet.

Does this guy want to go back on his word? !

That's how it's done on TV...

This time, Yan Mingsheng didn't give Su Luochen more opportunities to spread his imagination. He grabbed Su Luochen's hand holding the pen and signed his name stroke by stroke.

"Am I not as good-looking as that pile of paper?" Yan Mingsheng lightly pecked Su Luochen's redder lips again.

Su Luochen hurriedly put the signed contract into the sea of ​​consciousness, and then became distressed: "The contract you signed with my hand... Is it you who signed it or me? In case you want to Repent... Where is this jurisdiction?"

"Tomorrow, I will help you invite jurists from the maritime law system and the civil law system. Ask whatever you want. Now, is your marking process over?"

Yan Mingsheng's breath became heavy.

Su Luochen scratched his head: "Except for that little legal issue, there is nothing else."

"Then it's my turn."

"Eh?"

"In my original hometown, there was also a marking ceremony." Yan Mingsheng turned Su Luochen around so that he faced him.

Su Luochen instantly felt as if something was pressing on him.

Yan Mingsheng picked up Su Luochen's legs and stood up. In order to maintain his balance, Su Luochen had no choice but to reach out and hook his neck.

There were only the two of them in the study room. A walnut bookcase door with intricate patterns was attached to Su Luochen's back. The thick bookcase was full of books. Usually, two or three people couldn't move it, but now it was in regular contact with the wall. There was a collision, and the books in the bookcase shook back and forth.

Another voice slowly sounded in the quiet and dark room, like glue and paint, sticky like an inseparable lover, and the voiceprint was like ripples in water, colliding with the bookcases, curtains and chandeliers emitting an ambiguous light yellow luster, and finally It reflected back to the place where the sound was made, provoking the most sensitive nerves of the two of them.

After a long time, whoever panted first, the two figures separated, Yan Mingsheng's eyes looked black and deep under the light, and he kissed Su Luochen's eyelids that seemed to be closed but not closed: "Open your eyes and see I."

Su Luochen swallowed nervously, like an overly frightened kitten, opened his eyes furtively, glanced at Yan Mingsheng quickly, and closed his eyes again: "It is to use... surgery?"

Yan Mingsheng smiled and hugged him to the sofa, almost pressing his whole body against Su Luochen's chest: "Yes, it must be because you used the soul-stirring technique on me that I like you so much."

"I'm not, I'm not, I..." Su Luochen hurriedly argued, his lips were bitten by Yan Mingsheng again, and after enough kisses, Yan Mingsheng let him go.

Yan Mingsheng caressed him: "Devils can lie."

"Not always..." Su Luochen's words were interrupted by Yan Mingsheng again, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and he couldn't even speak fluently.

The strong stimulation made his waist and legs go weak, so he could only let Yan Mingsheng completely at his mercy.

"The marks of human beings... are all like this?" Su Luochen was aggrieved, and the ending sound already had a faint cry.

"No, it's just me, for you." Yan Mingsheng's mouth curled into a vague smile, and he led Su Luochen from the bottom of the valley to the top.

Su Luochen was drowsy, his eyelashes trembled violently, like two rows of small black feather fans, his breath was moist and hot, he unconsciously turned his face away, but Yan Mingsheng pinched his chin to pull him back.

"The mark is complete, from now on you can't abandon me, otherwise, I will die of heartache."

Yan Mingsheng planted a kiss on Su Luochen's clean forehead, just like a believer kissing the most sacred Son in his heart.