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

President Pi and Shen Qing had no choice but to end this trip.

Shen Qing tried to discuss with President Pi, "It's reasonable, you have a job when you go back and I don't have a job, why don't you go back by yourself and I'll cheer you up here?"

Pixiu didn't say a word, picked up the person and left, looking relaxed like hugging a doll.

Hey, he doesn't want to leave his sea!

His heart has been captivated by this little goblin!

Shen Qing groaned twice, then closed his eyes dejectedly.

—

Early the next morning, Shen Qing threw back the quilt early, and kicked Pai Xiu with her smooth calf, "Wake up, it's time to get up."

"Pi Xiu, what about you!"

"It's time to work!"

The ball on the bed opened his eyes, not at all dazed after waking up, but he just didn't want to move.

Mr. Pi pulled Renpa back into his arms, pretended not to hear with his eyes open, "It's still early, let's hug again."

"What are you hugging? It's time for you to work. Are you afraid that Tang Te will help you commit suicide?"

President Pi reluctantly didn't move.

"Get out." Shen Qing kicked him.

Let you insist on bringing me back yesterday!

Pi always refused to let go.

When he thinks that he is going to work, he has to sign various documents in the company all day long, he has to hold meetings with orange faces, he can't see Shen Qing for ten hours a day, he can't sleep late with his wife in his arms, and he can't hug him. Holding the wife in the sun, not touching her white and tender belly, not swimming in the sea with her——

Mr. Pi couldn't control the urge to put down the pick.

Go to fucking work!Love who the hell!He just wants to sleep with his wife in his arms!

What's the use of earning money, he can't spend all his money!

Those subordinates are also useless. They usually look like elites in the company and seem to be omnipotent. He can't hold on for a long time!Middle-aged men are imaginary!

If all executives hear his mentality, they must have an mmp face, and they have been connoted.

—

Happiness is in contrast.

After Pixiu lingered and reluctantly went to work, Shen Qing, who was also reluctant, suddenly felt in a good mood, the sky was blue, the water was clear, and the flowers were fragrant.

He stretched, and jumped up from the bed, revealing a small part of his narrow waist under his pajamas, dazzling white.

Well, it's good to be back, and it's time to come back.

His manager sent him a message a few days ago—he forgot to mention it a few days ago, informing him that the effect of the album was very, very perfect. He used it a few times in a row, and it seemed that the date of release had been set, asking him when he would go back.

He's always coming back for business.

The sea will not go there, so I will go next time when I am free.

After receiving Shen Qing's call, to be honest, the manager was still a little puzzled.Unexpectedly, he actually called. How big of a deal would this have to happen?

"Brother Chen, is my album coming out soon? Do you need me to promote it? Repost it on Weibo?"

It turned out that he thought of promoting it, but when he remembered to go to Weibo, the day lily was probably cold.

The manager is funny, he has already logged on to Shen Qing's Weibo account, and the publicity plan has also been launched early, Shen Qing can find that the background music in many places has been replaced by his music audition.I don't know my own news, really...

But of course the more publicity, the better.

After thinking about it for a while, the agent took out a variety show invitation that he had long been optimistic about, "Yes, I have a variety show invitation for Happy Sunday, an entertainment interview.

Happy Sunday is an old-fashioned variety show, and the publicity effect has been good. Entertainment interviews are owned by our company, and you can host them. Finally, let’s start a live broadcast. Fans haven’t seen you for more than two months. It’s just right for you to start a live broadcast. "

It's really impolite to arrange tasks, Shen Qing raised his eyebrows, "Okay, when is the time?"

"Happy Sunday, this Sunday, the reporter will come to interview you if you are free today, and the live broadcast time does not matter."

"Then it's three o'clock in the afternoon. I'll tidy up things in a while."

Speaking of tidying things up, the agent suddenly remembered, "Have you been out for so long to take pictures?"

"Ok?"

"Choose and send the good-looking ones. You haven't been in business for a long time, so send a few pictures first."

"Forget it," the manager changed his hand to hold the phone, "You can send all the photos, and I'll have someone give you a pp."

Shen Qing:? ? ? ?

That's what I said!He still needs p?

Shen Qing, "Are you looking down on my handsomeness, or do you not believe in Pixiu's photography skills?"

Paixiu... Oh Mr. Pi's name, the manager responded for two seconds, "If you don't p, you can send it here for me to take a look."

Shen Qing ticked off a few pictures and sent them to him. The manager was silent for a while, and quickly changed his words, he was wrong, he didn't use p, he didn't use p for anything.

Who knew Pi was always such a great photographer?

Take a look at these colorful seabeds, sitting in the bubbles on the sea surface, the sandy beach dyed red by the sunset glow, and the glass windows at dusk, each one is bizarre and artistic—the most important thing is Mr. Pi’s camera Now, Shen Qing has a unique charm.

Soft light is added to the portrait in the lens, and the whole world is his foil.

Shen Qing's eyebrows raised unconsciously, he curled his lips and asked, "There are many more, which ones should I post?"

He didn't even know that Pixiu had taken so many pictures.

One after another pictures were passed on, each one was exquisite and artistic, the manager looked at it, and finally picked out the one that surprised Shen Qing as the center.

It was a candid shot. The young man had just woken up from a nap, his eyes were still hazy with sleepiness, and he stretched out a hand towards the visitor in a daze. The golden sunlight passed through the leaves and cast a shadow on his face. The spot of light happened to fall on the corner of his eye, and his eyelashes were dyed a warm golden yellow.

The slightly raised corners of the lips and the lazy and trusting eyes made the hearts of those who watched it melt into a puddle of water.

Shen Qing naturally didn't feel like a manager, "Are you sure?"

The manager replied, "Sure, this is the one!"

"alright."

—

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, sisters! The person who has been missing for thousands of years has appeared!!"

"Shen Qing posted on Weibo, I saw it!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo What's the difference?!"

"Shen Qing, you have no heart! You didn't even come back to promote the pre-sale of your album! Let us worry about it for you! Is it your album or our album! Hurry up and send a photo to apologize!"

"..."

"Calm down, sisters, it doesn't matter whether it's a human or a dog who posted on Weibo. Wasn't it the manager last time?"

"No, why are you sisters? Our male fans are not human."

"I'm sorry to be blunt, the internal conflicts will be resolved later, let's talk about Shen Qing first, if he wants to post on Weibo, don't comment on him, let's teach him a lesson and let him know that we can't be coaxed back by him with a Weibo people"

"clear!"

"That's right, be more reserved for a while, hold on!"

Shen Qing:? ? ?

It was the first time Shen Qing discovered that Weibo could read records, these fans are too talented to be fans, they should all be Sherlock Holmes.

He clicked his tongue, first sent a long time no see, and came to chat at 9 o'clock in the evening.

Edited the second Weibo and posted Jiugongge.

2 minute later.

Shen Qing unexpectedly discovered that the comments he posted under Jiugongge quickly exceeded [-].

"Man!!! You finally posted on Weibo!!"

"What kind of fairy photo is this! I must have a duel with President Pi today!"

"awsl, why not give you all the blood gauges?!"

「啊啊啊啊都给我让开！撕心裂肺——你们没看出照片里全都是爱吗！你看那依赖的眼神！那都是爱！谁敢拆皮总和沈清我就跟你们Desperate!"

"The legendary lover's perspective!! Just a lemon"

"The photo is so sweet! Help, I can't stop smiling all over my face"

After the fans vented, they found that there seemed to be something wrong.

Fans A, B, C, D: ? ? ? ?

Fuck, didn't you agree not to comment on him? !you liar!Not even a name change!

Fan Wuji Gengxin:? ? ? ?

Fuck, who is it, who agreed to come and run faster than anyone else!

Tui, shameless.

Several people confirmed their eyes, and in the end both of them forgave each other.

But don’t blame us, the main reason is that the photos are so delicious, not to mention Shen Qing’s live broadcast at night, thinking about Shen Qing singing for me... who can hold it.

Fans took the time to ask Shen Qing questions, hoping he could see it, and the comments with the highest likes:

"Brothers, send me up! Mr. Shen, look at the pre-sales. The 888 million pre-sales of your album are all cleared. Don't you add it tonight?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh cp fans praise me! President Pi and Shen Qing are a perfect match! The love that is full of photos must be seen by others!"

"Shen Qing, look at me!! Thousands of people's blood books will be broadcast live at night with Lao Gong! Breaking the sound——"

Shen Qing looked at the past one by one, and the pre-sales were more than 800 million, which is unbelievable!

Shen Qing, thank you for your support, but don't force yourself to be casual.

How do you see the love on the screen?

Shen Qing replied: Isn't it just an ordinary photo?

Live with Pixiu...

Shen Qing saw this piece of music, "He's afraid that if he doesn't have this time, if he doesn't work overtime, a few executives will fight him hard."

I don't know how busy he is now...

The fans who were flopped were pleasantly surprised and excited.

"It's not hard, I just bought a pre-sale quota and it was sold out, and my sister didn't even buy it."

"Ah, this is considered ordinary, so what is love! Sure enough, I often don't smell its fragrance in Zhilan's room"

"No, Mr. Pi didn't spare time for my wife's business."

"Bah! How did you do your reading comprehension! Doesn't this mean that President Pi and Shen Qing didn't take care of work during their honeymoon, so they need to work overtime?"

"..."

"So it turned out to be a show of affection?"