Employers are also canary pissed off today

After the words fell, Ji Baicen blushed and coughed violently without any warning, and stammered:

"Do, what to do?"

"What are you thinking!"

Jiang Xiannian didn't know why Ji Baicen reacted so strongly:

"Don't you have to work?"

"I will fulfill the contract and sleep with you, and I will not go back on my word."

When Jiang Xiannian said this, his eyes were clean and his face was pure and innocent.

There is a sharp contrast between the ignorance of the expression and the explicitness of the content of the speech.

The visual impact that was getting bigger and bigger each time had already reached the threshold, Ji Baicen was distracted and his ears were burning.

But which man would really be willing to sleep with someone he misses just for money?

The hands hanging behind his back kept tightening, Ji Baicen tried his best to look away from Jiang Xiannian, and said in a blunt tone, "Work, of course you have to work."

As he spoke, he motioned upstairs with his eyes, and walked up first.

Jiang Xiannian followed behind Ji Baicen, seeing his sudden walking posture with hands and feet together, he felt momentary doubts in his heart.

Before the employer, don't go along with it.

The footsteps of shoes on the wooden stairs and the sound of doors opening and closing echoed in the huge house, and the two came to the first room on the left on the second floor.

This is the first time Jiang Xiannian entered this room.

Although I realized that the setting in the room might be unusual from the appearance, I was still surprised when I saw the interior with my own eyes.

I don't know what material the roof is made of, but the starlight reflects the dreamy and colorful nebula in the room through the glass above the head.

After entering the door, the cloud-like gas and dust seems to be shrunk down and projected in a certain proportion, lingering around.

Jiang Xiannian raised his arm subconsciously, his fingertips lightly touched the tiny rays of light floating in mid-air.

With a sound of "pop", the light turned on, Jiang Xiannian covered his eyes with his hands, and when he opened them again, the starlight and the Milky Way dispersed, showing the original appearance of the room.

Except for the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the other three sides are all off-white walls, with paintings framed in photo frames hanging on them, and a pot of fresh green plants is placed in each of the four corners.

In the open space, a strangely shaped easel was placed in the middle, and next to it were hundreds of painting utensils, large and small, which he could not name accurately, packed in a wooden foldable six-layer box, which was particularly eye-catching.

Jiang Xiannian speculated that it should be Ji Baicen's studio.

Do you want to do it here?

While thinking, Ji Baicen raised his hand and pointed: "Go and sit down."

Following the direction of his finger, about three meters away from the door, there is a high platform facing the easel.

Jiang Xiannian sat on it as promised.

Ji Baicen came over and put him in a posture with his elbows propped back on the table, then stretched out his thumb and forefinger to pinch his chin, and the warm and unique touch of his fingertips fell on his cheeks.

Jiang Xiannian pinched his palms.

Slightly raised his head, trying to cater to the employer's movements so that he would not appear so jerky.

But Ji Baicen brushed his forehead with his fingers.

Jiang Xiannian rubbed the place where he was beaten, raised his face and stared blankly at Ji Baicen.

It doesn't hurt.

But it's weird.

Equally strange is the behavior of employers.

Under the bright light, the beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of unconscious mist.

Ji Baicen's Adam's apple rolled, and he grabbed his hand expressionlessly and put it back to its original position, then raised his chin to adjust it to a slightly upward angle.

"Don't move."

Jiang Xiannian obeyed obediently.

Not long after, Ji Baicen moved away from him.

There was the slight sound of sharpening pencils in the studio, followed by the sound of flipping paper.

Facing Ji Baicen sideways, Jiang Xiannian couldn't see what he was doing.

I can only feel the sound of the pen tip sweeping across the paper gradually becoming clearer as the light changes.

Then the movement stopped there.

Ji Baicen walked up to him again, leaned closer, and stretched out his hand to his collar—refastening the button he had untied on his own initiative downstairs.

Even the one closest to the Adam's apple is tied tightly.

Jiang Xiannian was at a loss.

Ji Baicen made a "tsk" sound:

"I'm really not interested in your scrawny figure."

"That's it, you will be my art model for the time being, and work for two hours every night."

Jiang Xiannian parted his lips, for a moment he didn't know whether he was losing or winning.

Thinking that other art models are usually fruit models, I asked softly, "Don't you need to take off your clothes?"

Ji Baicen's pitch rose sharply, and his speech was fast and flustered: "Is it me or you?"

This gave Jiang Xiannian the illusion that his employer was bluffing.

Deciding that this delusion came for no reason, Jiang Xiannian stopped asking, and sat motionless for two hours according to the posture Ji Baicen had put him in.

From his angle, he could see Ji Baicen's tough profile.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ji Bocen was sitting in front of the easel. At first, the rhythm of his brush strokes seemed to be disturbed, but then he gradually became immersed in it. Now he was completely calm, and he was carefully drawing something on the paper.

Sharp-edged and focused.

Jiang Xiannian pursed his lower lip slightly.

"Student of art department" has become three-dimensional from the flat impression label he gave Ji Baicen.

It was already late to return to his room after finishing work, so Jiang Xiannian first changed the hotel-like cold sheets and quilt cover in the side sleeper, and spread the newly bought carpet on the floor.

Stepping barefoot on the cloud-like soft carpet, there is a kind of indescribable comfort and relaxation.

The mobile phone placed beside the bed kept ringing "Ding Ding Dong Dong", Jiang Xiannian took the mobile phone and held it up to his eyes.

The male college students in the dormitory group were chatting happily.

[Xu Ziyou: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Can the brother who is not asleep comfort my young and fragile heart? I set a small goal for myself when I entered the freshman year, to get out of the singles before last year's Singles' Day.As a result, I’m single on Chinese Valentine’s Day, and I’m single on Christmas; I’m single on Double Eleven, and I’m still single on Double Twelve soon]

[It's winter again, I really want to fall in love, where is my sister! 】

【God, please give me a girlfriend, I will definitely not fight back when you hit me or scold me, and I will treat you well with delicious food and drink】

【Shen Xingwang: You idiot, get lost】

[Xu Ziyou: Someone Shen has been blocked from speaking, what do you say, dad can't see it]

[Xu Ziyou@常清，Qinggege, do you think I want to play games with my sister of friendship? When she was gank by the enemy jungler, Flash jumped and rushed in front of her! 】

[Chang Qing: Well, resolutely fulfilled a double kill on the opposite side. [You are awesome.jpg]]

【Xu Ziyou: [It's boring for you to say that.jpg]】

[Li Minyu: Ziyou, it's almost twelve o'clock, wash up and sleep]

[Xu Ziyou: Look at the ugly faces of one or two of you who are ruthlessly mocking, brother Min is better, I love brother Min! 】

[Li Minyu: Ah, I'm sorry to send it so fast]

"Li Minyu withdraws a message"

[Li Minyu: Wash and sleep, there is everything in the dream]

[Xu Ziyou: ...]

[giao, quit the group, goodbye]

Originally watching silently, Xu Ziyou didn't expect Xu Ziyou to love him alone.

【tui】

[Fortunately, Xiannian moved back to the dormitory, you guys get lost, I want to run to Xiannian's arms! 】

I don't know what to say, after Jiang Xiannian was hit by Aite, he could only reply one in the group: [Good night]

When the news came out, the lively group just now suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Xiannian didn't care much about his silence after he came out to speak.

Compared to someone who can talk about an ordinary thing with gusto, he clearly knows that he is a boring person who is not good at communicating with others.

This is also one of the reasons why I chose to do power leveling instead of being a game anchor.

Jiang Xiannian pressed the mute button to prepare for sleep.

Just a second before putting down the phone, the messages in the group filled the screen again.

[Li Minyu: Hahahahahaha, so perfunctory, is this really what we Xiannian said? 】

[Xu Ziyou: Xiannian, you have turned bad [Grievance.jpg]]

Jiang Xiannian was puzzled.

[Chang Qing: Generally speaking, when we don't want to communicate with someone at night, we will quickly end the topic with 'good night' [Duozhua.jpg]]

It could have been interpreted that way.

Jiang Xiannian clicked on the dialog box of the only top contact, and glanced at it briefly. Before they lived together, the daily records ended with his "good night" around ten o'clock. After he said "good night", Ji Baicen really Did not say anything more.

Pursing his lips, Jiang Xiannian took out his observation diary and wrote a new entry on it:

[Don't take the initiative to say good night]

When he woke up, the sky was bright outside the window, Jiang Xiannian frowned, put his hands on the bed and got up quickly, and met Ji Baicen who ran back from Jiachen at the door.

Ji Bocen was wearing a loose sportswear. Under the blue hair band were the deep eyebrows and eyes carefully carved by the Creator. There were a few beads of sweat on the tip of his nose and forehead. The next is more eye-catching.

Jiang Xiannian bowed his head and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Sorry, I got up late today, and I have to rush to school now, so I can't make breakfast."

Ji Baicen responded with a very casual tone.

Seeing that he was not angry, Jiang Xiannian nodded slightly, walked sideways past Ji Baicen, and was stopped again when he reached the porch.

Ji Baicen raised his hand and threw something into his arms.

It is hot milk and rice balls.

Jiang Xiannian was slightly surprised.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to take you to school?"

"No."

"Thank you brother."

It might be the first late rise that wasn't planned, Jiang Xiannian was inexplicably flustered.

But only for a moment.

After going out, he quickly returned to his usual peace and calm.

Stepping on the end of the preparatory bell into the classroom, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Ziyou waving at him with his arms wide open.

The smile was clearly branded on the corner of the other party's mouth, which was as obvious as the undisguised enthusiasm.

Jiang Xiannian pursed his lips and sat next to his companion.

The morning class ended soon. As soon as the teacher walked out of the classroom, Xu Ziyou, who was sitting near the corridor, immediately grabbed Jiang Xiannian's arm: "Let's cook together!"

Jiang Xiannian said "Yes" and followed them to the cafeteria.

"What to eat for lunch" is obviously a "life thinking" that college students cannot escape. Li Minyu and the others discussed all the way:

"The donburi at window 7 is good, but there are too many people queuing up at this point, so we have to wait for half an hour."

"Noodles are also available. Crispy diced stewed vegetables are poured on top, topped with refreshing crushed peanuts and blanched vegetables. It's worth eating in one bite."

"Eat noodles this day? I'll freeze your teeth."

"Just beef noodles. In the cold weather, a few people sit around the steaming beef noodles, take a bite of vermicelli, a mouthful of soup, and a bite of freshly baked shortbread, Bashi~"

Jiang Xiannian had no knowledge of food likes and dislikes, so he listened quietly and did not express his opinion.

Suddenly, Xu Ziyou, who was walking in front, patted his thigh: "Oh yes, there is something I forgot to tell you."

"The person we cleaned up at the hot pot restaurant before was called Zhang Anjian or something. He dropped out of school!"

Chang Qing clapped his hands in front of him vigorously, his eyes flashed with excitement: "Tell me in detail what's going on."

Xu Ziyou: "I don't know the specifics, but this guy is even more of a jerk than we thought. He has done a lot of bad things in private. I don't know if a certain victim is particularly gangster, so he picked them all out No, no panties left."

Shen Xingwang snorted coldly: "It deserves it."

Xu Ziyou put his hand on his shoulder:

"Let's relieve our anger. Seeing that we have broken our astrology, I will tell you something more relieved."

"Zhang Anjian is socially dead, but no one knows who is punishing him. Even if he wants to take revenge, he can only be powerless and furious..."

Jiang Xiannian didn't hear what they said behind, but the image of Ji Baicen putting his hand on his head and saying "I will cover you" appeared in his mind, and his footsteps paused slightly.

Is this what it feels like to be covered by someone?

He thought of a hot summer day many years ago.

The sky was overcast, and a sticky stuffy factor floated in the air.After school, the weather forecast emphasized that the torrential rain that had been highlighted for several days finally showed its clues.

He didn't have an umbrella, and the raindrops soaked the road paved with bluestone bricks and "cracked" on his back.

Passing by the school gate, I heard a confident voice from my side:

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you will come to pick me up."