Me and the villain's CP exploded [Transmigration Book]

Honeymoon days are so comfortable.

He eats, sleeps and sleeps every day, and goes out to soak in the sea for a couple of laps when he has nothing to do. The disturbances outside have nothing to do with him. The leisurely life makes the whole person at ease.

Shen Qing even suspected that he had developed a whole body of lazy bones during these days - he was definitely not so lazy before.

Shen Qing turned over on the recliner, ah, I want to eat fruit, but I don't want to move.

"President Pi! Brother Pi!"

The person on the recliner dragged his voice lazily.

The familiar footsteps are getting closer.

Shen Qing stretched out his hand without looking back, and sure enough, he grabbed the corner of someone's clothes, "I want to eat fruit~"

The young man acted like a baby with his eyes closed, like a baby chick waiting to be fed, which made people feel soft.

"You will be so soft at this time." Pixiu looked down, his voice was low.

I just heard him called Brother Pi a few days ago, and Mr. Pi was so soft in his heart that he wanted to give him his heart. After a few days, he couldn't be moved anymore. This person knows that calling him Brother Pi is useful to him. It's okay, Mr. Pi.

Shen Qing opened a slit in his left eye, "So are you going?"

The man acted viciously, "One last time."

The movement of pulling his hand away was extremely gentle, and he went to the kitchen after speaking.

Shen Qing opened his eyes and looked at his back, showing a smile, he didn't know how many last times it was...

paper tiger.

—

During the day, President Pi was indeed like a paper tiger, no matter what happened to Shen Qing, he was never angry - he just knew how to keep accounts.

For example, how many words of good brother are called during the day, and how many words have to be returned at night.

At that time, it was he who had the final say.

But Pi always enjoyed it, and Shen Qing didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage.

——Can crying on the bed be called crying?That is comfortable.Besides, if he doesn't do anything during the day, he can't get away with the things at night, and he doesn't do anything for nothing.It's worth it to exchange the things he enjoys at night for the obedience and obedience during the day.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, and you came and went with each other as a little flirting with each other. Pierre was almost shocked when he saw it later, his eyes were filled with "Brother, look at how you have spoiled your sister-in-law!"

At that time Shen Qing opened his mouth and ate the melon seeds fed by Pixiu, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, you are at a disadvantage when you treat him as your brother.

Mr. Pi concentrated on feeding his darling, and occasionally wiped Shen Qing's mouth with a handkerchief. He served him extremely meticulously, and he also didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After sending Shen Qing, who was dozing off at noon, Pixiu impatiently left a sentence for the persistent Pi Er, with deep meaning in his eyes, "You don't understand the matter between husband and wife."

Pierre: "..." So angry.

I suspect you are despising me, a single dog has no human rights!

—

Back to the present.

While eating the fruit that was brought to his mouth, Shen Qing sighed, "This life is too depraved."

Mr. Pi put the person aside, but he didn't speak.

Shen Qing pulled his arm and pillowed it on his shoulder, "I'm already fat."

Before Mr. Pi could speak, he yawned again, "Forget it, what men look at is strength, and appearance is not worth mentioning."

President Pi was amused by him, how did his wife make herself cuter?Mr. Pi looked at Shen Qing, and found that he was indeed a little fatter, with a little more flesh on his cheeks, making him look a bit fleshy...

But he felt that the current Shen Qing was very good-looking.His face was pale and rosy, and a little baby fat softened his sharpness, adding a bit of youthful air to him, making it obvious that he was pampered.

Well, spoiled by him.

"Pinch me for what?" Shen Qing squinted at him, "Are you okay?"

Because the cheeks were pinched, Shen Qing's pronunciation was a bit vague.

Mr. Pi was happy again, and took his hand off his cheek, saying in his heart that it was soft and easy to pinch, "Grapes or cantaloupe?"

Also change the subject?Shen Qing pouted, "Hami melon."

Mr. Pi's eyes were full of smiles, with bits and pieces of light, and he fed him a piece of cantaloupe.

Shen Qing covered his eyes, "Don't seduce me."

"..."

Eat and drink enough, it's time to sleep again.

The afternoon sun shines through the glass and sprinkles on the two people on the reclining chair. The hair of the two people is dyed with fine gold, and Shen Qing yawns.

"How many copies of the baby album are you ordering?"

"Brother Chen said it was like 500 million."

"Too little, add a zero."

The corner of Shen Qing's mouth twitched, and he came to his senses, "You're not afraid that I won't be able to sell." In this world, there are only more than 4000 million albums of domestic first-line singers, EP and albums are not counted.

What's more, it's his first album.

President Pi chuckled, "How can they compare with babies."

This is what I said... Even though Shen Qing has always been very confident in his own strength, he is not as thick as Pi Zong's filter, this person is simply blind.

"If you can't sell it, will you pay me the bottom?"

"of course."

"But don't worry, don't you know your strength yet? 5000 million will only be less or more."

Pixiu is going to have another 5000 million copies produced privately, just to prevent Shen Qing from being stressed, so I won't tell him yet.

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows and did not refute.

He has always been confident in singing.Even if it won't be sold out for a while, he is sure that he will sing better and better in the future, and one day it will be sold out.

Shen Qing said abruptly, "I'll write a song for you."

"what?!!"

"Really?! A love song!!"

"you guess."

"..."

Smiling small conversations come from the balcony, and there are sliced ​​fruit plates and steaming tea on the small table next to it. The picture is warm and beautiful.

—

Two people live happily, but some people are not comfortable.

Shen Qing's manager is alright, although it hurts to see the lost resources he found, but he knows that Shen Qing relies on his strength and the album is also in production, so it's not a big problem if he can't find anyone for a while.

The people under Pixiu will be miserable.

Well, at the beginning, I clearly said that I was only going for a few days, and asked them to call if they needed something.A group of elites didn't take it seriously. Skins are always important, but they don't make a living. If they don't have skins, the company won't be able to fail in a few days...

But who would have thought that President Pi doesn't mean what he says!

He said he would go back in a few days, but day after day, week after week, it's been more than a fucking month, and he still hasn't left! !

What's more, he has learned to be lazy!From working diligently at the beginning, to pushing more and more work to them, from working four hours a day at the beginning, to becoming more and more impatient, I didn't even reply to emails these two days! ! !

The special assistant is going crazy, if swearing is useful, Pixiu must be riddled with holes by now.

In recent days, none of the company's top executives can take a good rest. They wake up earlier than chickens and go to bed later than dogs. They are so busy that they have to squeeze time for meals.

They didn't notice when Pixiu was there, but only after Paixiu left did they know how capable Mr. Pi was, and the tasks were evenly distributed, and each of them was busy so late, how did Mr. Pi manage to stay so busy?Simply incredible!

The executives are going to have a meltdown.One by one they took turns looking for special assistants, and they just said a few words back and forth. When will Mr. Pi come back?

How about you help me hold on?I'm old, I can't compare to you young people...

Assistant Tang: Do you think I'm not tired? !

"..."

Tang Tezhu plucked up the courage to call, but Pixiu and Shen Qing didn't answer.

As a legendary creature, Pixiu is more exciting to play than ordinary people. For example, there are many sunken ships on the bottom of the sea. If you are lucky, you can find gold, silver and jewelry in these ships. Shen Qing is a bit addicted. this.

The bell had long since stopped ringing.

"Pixiu! You have a lot of calls on your cell phone." Shen Qing picked up the wrong cell phone, "It's your assistant, there might be something wrong, why don't you call him?"

Mr. Pi took a blanket to wrap him up, took the phone, but he didn't call back directly. He checked the message and found that he was in a hurry to ask for the documents from the day before yesterday... This was a tactful urging for him to deal with the documents, and it was probably the same as the phone call.

Pixiu put down the phone, without any desire to call back, and brushed Shen Qing's hair.

Shen Qing, "Aren't you going to fight?"

Pixiu, "No rush, he has nothing to do." If there is something urgent, he will say it in the message.

Shen Qing let out a groan, untied the small bag in his hand, and instantly revealed a pile of glittering jewels, he picked up a hair crown, this hair crown should be used by ancient nobles to tie their hair, the whole body is made of gold, It is inlaid with huge rubies, simple and atmospheric.

"Does it look good?"

"Ah."

"I'll keep this crown, you can take the rest." He just enjoys the thrill of treasure hunting, and doesn't like jewelry much, he might as well let Pixiu make up for it if he keeps it.

The skin is always absorbed happily.

The two were used to hugging each other and talking, and they forgot about the assistant. The next day, Tang Tezhu found that no one had answered the email: "!!!"

That night, Mr. Pi received a photo from his special assistant. The picture was of himself, with dark circles under his eyes and a gloomy face. Looking carefully, his hairline seemed to have been traced with a pencil. He was holding a rope and tied it to the door of his office.

The author has something to say: Tang Tezhu: If you don’t come back, don’t come back, don’t come back!

Assistant Tang: Believe it or not, I hanged myself at the door of your office? !