I'm salted after I'm dressed as a dog blood substitute

"what?"

Xing Zimo was almost at a loss for words, raised half of his eyebrows and stared at Chen Yi, as if he didn't quite believe what he heard.

Chen Yi carried the book in his arms to the table, put his palms on his knees, and said lightly: "Don't you always hug something every time you can't sleep well, I just thought I woke you up, don't you It's okay to be happy."

Xing Zimo helped him a lot anyway, and in order to end this agreement perfectly and cleanly, Chen Yi decided to play his part out of conscience to repay him.

Xing Zimo: "..."

When the wind blows, the sunlight from the fan sweeps into Chen Yi's eyes, shining brightly, Xing Zimo chuckled softly, "You really dare to say anything."

Chen Yi: "?"

Recalling that there is still a task ahead, Chen Yi picked up the book, "You should sleep a little longer, no one should come when the shooting starts."

Before Xing Zimo could answer, Chen Yi walked out of the study room with a heavy book in his arms, and closed the door gently.

His vision suddenly became brighter, and Chen Yi felt like he was in the daytime when he came out.

Xing Zimo always likes to stay in places with weak light. Even at night, in such a big study room, there is only a small dim lamp on.

Lonely.It was Chen Yi's first feeling.

But Xing Zimo enjoyed loneliness, and Chen Yi felt it too.

This is another side of him, another side that Chen Yi did not understand in the original book.

It made him feel depressed, which was strange.

"Why did you come down so quickly?" After not staying upstairs for long, Ran Senxu had already finished a group shoot and was touching up his makeup.

Chen Yi raised his hand and asked doubtfully, "Don't you want to use props?"

Ran Senxu glanced upstairs and said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you, this book is no longer needed, you can take it."

Chen Yi licked his dry lips, "Did you know he was upstairs and let me go on purpose?"

He put the book away and didn't leave, "I still have to do something, I'll return it later."

And I said that the boss is coming here, if you see him stealing/raping/playing tricks on the first day of work, then it’s okay.

There are still professionals here, and he wants to learn more about technology.

Seeing Chen Yi's reddish ears, Ran Senxu smiled wickedly, and didn't force it anymore.

He took out his mobile phone, typed a sentence and sent it out.

A reply was received shortly after.

[Miki Nine Rides: Be careful, this is a public place, your ears are all red. 】

[Mo: In public? 】

[Miki Nine Days: Okay, okay, your home, your home.I wondered if there was no bed in the study, how did you do it? 】

【ink:……】

[Mo: Get lost. 】

Are your ears red?

Teasing others makes me ashamed of teasing myself, who is to blame.

Xing Zimo lifted the curtains with one finger, found the dull hair in the crowd, and swayed it from side to side.

Not only her ears were red, but her neck and face were also red.

The arc of reflex is really long.

Xing Zimo laughed lowly.

This shooting lasted a bit long, and there were still two groups that hadn't finished shooting after noon.As soon as the box lunch arrived, the filming was suspended for an hour break.

"Are you really planning to sell this house?" Ran Senxu asked, "You don't need that little money, why are you in such a hurry?"

Xing Zimo had no expression on his face, "I've been thinking about it for a while, and there's nothing fussy about it, so let's forget it."

Ran Senxu glanced at him in disbelief, "It's strange that this word came out of your mouth. No one has a house, so where does the smoke come from?"

Xing Zimo glared at Ran Senxu impatiently.

Ran Senxu has known Xing Zimo for a long time, this house carries too much, Xing Zimo always has a knot in his heart that cannot be solved.

Ran Senxu sighed, looking at the sea water lapping on the beach not far away, "Think about it again, I remember you liked coming here when you were young..."

Xing Zimo interrupted: "The past is the past."

The door was knocked.

The two turned their heads at the same time.

Chen Yi was stunned for a while holding two boxes of lunch, "Xiao Ran, you're here too..."

Ran Senxu tilted his head and smiled, "Why, you don't want me to disturb you?"

Chen Yi: "..."

Xing Zimo brushed back the hair that was blown to his forehead by the wind, "What's wrong?"

Chen Yi looked at the boxed lunch in his hand and swallowed, took a few steps forward, and put it on the table, "Bring the boxed lunch for you, and I'll be leaving first."

Ran Senxu: "Hey, you said the word "we" too much. Seeing Chen Yi's embarrassment, and being attacked by Xing Zimo's eyes again, Ran Senxu stopped joking, "Okay, you two eat, I will lose weight and eat grass." "

The door was closed tactfully, and silence returned.

Xing Zimo sat down on the sofa and took a box of lunch.

When he was breaking his chopsticks, he noticed Chen Yi's eager eyes, paused, and switched the positions of the two lunch boxes, "What are you doing in a daze, do you want me to feed you?"

Apart from the sofa, there was only a swivel chair in front of the desk in the entire study room, which looked very heavy, so Chen Yi simply gave up and sat on the sofa.

He regretted it the moment he knocked on the door. After waiting downstairs for a long time, he didn't see Xing Zimo go downstairs to eat, and no one went up to deliver him, so he came up after a soft heart.

Chen Yi's is different from Xing Zimo's. It has his favorite fried shredded potatoes. Fortunately, Xing Zimo happened to choose another one.

The two eat very quietly, as long as they don't speak, they are quite harmonious.

Taking a casual glance, Chen Yi saw that Xing Zimo hadn't eaten much, probably because he couldn't get used to this kind of food cooked in a big pot.

He remembered that there was a hardcover box lunch downstairs, which was reserved for Ran Senxu, since he said he wouldn't eat it...

Chen Yi put down his chopsticks, "Is it not to your liking?"

Xing Zimo said lightly: "Would you make it for me if it doesn't suit your appetite?"

Chen Yi: "That's not what I meant."

Xing Zimo: "Then I'll be hungry." Then he put down his chopsticks.

Chen Yi: "..."

How do you say that, I'm bullying you if I don't cook for you.

"Chen Yi." Xing Zimo turned his head and looked out the window, his tone was very calm, "Do you like this place?"

here refers to...

"The sea breeze is very comfortable, the scenery is beautiful, and the house is also beautiful." Chen Yi didn't quite understand what he meant, so he simply praised him once, but he couldn't find any faults.

But these are his sincere words, and the boast comes from the heart.

Xing Zimo didn't speak.

Chen Yi thought for a while and added, "However, such a big house is only for one person to live in. It's too empty, and the beach at night will be more lonely than the city's feasting and feasting."

He has already begun to fantasize about his life living by the sea, away from the bustling and noisy night city, it is really pleasant to blow the salty sea breeze.

For him, it doesn't matter whether he is lonely or not.

Xing Zimo paused, then turned his head slightly to glance at Chen Yi.

When the filming was completed, Xing Zimo was no longer upstairs, and he left at some point.

In the end, Chen Yi didn't see where the so-called boss was visiting.

For several days, Ran Senxu's announcements never stopped, and Chen Yi followed him around. Every day when he got home, he could fall asleep, and he continued to get up early the next day, and the cycle repeated.

Xing Zimo also got busy, even if he came back from the company, he would stay in the study until midnight.

The time of the two is not right, they will always be staggered, and it is very difficult to say a few words.

However, people from different worlds between Chen Yi and Xing Zimo rarely have common topics to talk about.

Thinking about it carefully, most of the time Xing Zimo speaks to him...

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Chen Yi was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and he had more than half a day to take a good rest.

Looking at the time, it was half an hour before Sister An said she would get off work at [-]:[-] p.m., just in time to make a cup of coffee here.

He doesn't really like to drink coffee, but since he was forced to drink coffee by Ran Senxu last time, he feels pretty good.

I don't know what brand it is, but I have also smelled the same mellow fragrance in Xing Zimo's study.

It is said that the boss brought it back from abroad, and Chen Yi couldn't help but sigh that all the big bosses drink the same brand of coffee.

There was no one in the tea room, the spoon was stirring the coffee, and the sound of touching porcelain was crisp, making it not so peaceful.

When Chen Yi was waiting for the cold, he took out his mobile phone during working hours.

The new news on the top was Tao Yin reposting all kinds of scandalous Weibo about Ran Senxu, asking him whether it was true or not.

And the all-black profile picture was squeezed out by several work groups, and it needed to be swiped to see it.

When he went to the bar late at night, he could find the person he was "typing" in time. For a few days, there was not a single message.

Oh no.

There is……

Ask him to remind Ran Senxu to turn on the phone and have something to talk about.

Chen Yi stared fiercely at the head portrait: "..."

After watching it for a few seconds, I couldn't help poking it a few times, as if expressing resentment and revenge.

As a result, the phone vibrated slightly - I patted "Mo"'s muscles and said it was so hard.

"Uh..." I was speechless.

When Chen Yi was in a daze, before he could withdraw the operation, he saw "the other party is typing" displayed above.

It's too late to withdraw.

Grass……

Xing Zimo might still be typing, but Chen Yi tapped his own profile picture twice to cover up.

I patted my butt and said it was so good.

I—day—ah—

Chen Yi heard the voice of the death of the society, and the action was very fast this time, and the withdrawal was successful.

Also late.

Xing Zimo has seen it and sent a "?".

Chen Yi preemptively asked, "What is this?"

【ink:? ? 】

Question mark your mother.

Chen Yi wanted to cut off his Parkinson's hand, and then Mo sent another message.

[Mo: Well, indeed. 】

[cy:? ? 】

What do you do?

Off the spectrum.Chen Yi chuckled inwardly, and fought back:

【Cy: But yours is very average. (Hee hee jpg.)]

Xing Zimo was suddenly speechless and did not reply.

The haze in Chen Yi's heart was swept away because of this little episode, and his heart was filled with the pleasure of winning the lane.

Taking a sip of coffee, Chen Yi walked back while looking at his phone.At this time, Xing Zimo sent a voice, but he didn't notice a person walking in a hurry.

Before he could get the phone to his ear, someone slammed Chen Yi on the shoulder, and the phone spun out of his hand, hitting the ground with a crackling sound.

In order to prove that it is still alive, Xing Zimo's deep and sexy voice came out, with a hidden smile, "Chen Yi, you have to pay for your own words, what time do you get off work?"

Chen Yi's face turned numb, and he quickly picked up the phone and exited the chat box, fearing that the next voice message would be played automatically.

The other hand was already covered with coffee, but fortunately it had been cooled, otherwise it would be a disaster.

The culprit froze to the side, silent.Chen Yi shook his hand, frowned slightly, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the man.

A dreadlock.

The arrogance and domineering all over his body were vividly displayed on that sharp face.

Familiar, inexplicably familiar.

Like the dreadlocks under the tree outside UPSO a few days ago, the light was too dark that night, so I couldn't see the appearance clearly, so I was a bit afraid to confirm it.

The other party didn't mean to apologize, the two collided, and Chen Yi was also playing on his mobile phone because he didn't look at the road, so he nodded slightly and planned to leave.

"Hello." Dirty Braid stopped him, his voice was as masculine as his face, "what's your name?"

Chen Yi paused slightly, then turned to look at him, with a dirty expression on his face, "Is there something wrong?"

Dirty Braid wrote "I'm very upset" all over his body, and he walked two steps closer, "We've seen it before, in UPSO, you've been looking at me."

It turned out to be him.

Qiu Lianghui was also there at the time, and the two seemed to have a good relationship.

Even so, Chen Yi was still a little dissatisfied with his tone, and heard Dirty Braid say: "You and Qiu Lianghui have a very good relationship, we've already sat at the same table drinking. You have a partner and you like being so close to others?"

When he said this, Dirty Braid looked at Chen Yi's cell phone, obviously he heard the voice just now.

Chen Yi's patience gradually ran out, "Qiu Lianghui and I are just classmates. Although I don't know what you mean, please don't make dirty water and pour it on me if you don't have dirty water. I won't take this pot."

Dirty Braid's expression froze.

Chen Yi smirked at him, "I don't care about the fact that you bumped into me on purpose just now. Goodbye." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, leaving behind a cool exhaust.

Back at his work desk, Chen Yi packed up his things and prepared to leave work.

The phone rang, it was Xing Zimo calling.

"No reply?" Xing Zimo asked.

Chen Yi said solemnly, "Forgot."

He paused for a moment before saying concisely, "Come find me."

In less than half a minute of conversation, Chen Yi was completely carried down to the bottom by Xing Zimo's overbearing.

For some reason, besides domineering, there is also an inexplicable sense of security that makes people want to rely on.

Chen Yi was shocked by his own thoughts, a bad man is a bad man, it is better to rely on pigs than Xing Zimo.

Well, Chen Yi nodded, further confirming his veto.

Before Chen Yi went to find him, as soon as he stepped out of the gate of the office building, he saw that familiar big SUV parked in the middle, with the windows rolled down, it was Xing Zimo's cold side face.

"Are you not going to work?" Chen Yi asked subconsciously when he got in the car, and then changed his words, "Oh, you are the big boss, just lie down and collect the money."

Xing Zimo was amused by Chen Ace's sour and gun-like tone, "You don't have to go to work."

Chen Yi held his mobile phone Baidu, lazily said: "If you don't go to work, you support me."

This is not right.Chen Yi came to his senses on the spot.

"I'm not..." Chen Yi wanted to explain, but in the end he heard Xing Zimo say "hmm" in a low voice, "Yes."

"Boom" sound.

Something hit his heart.

Chen Yi lowered his head and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Bullshit, I'll run away as soon as the agreement expires."

What he didn't notice was that Xing Zimo's face changed, his expression was solemn, his whole body was covered with a thick layer of hostility, and he pursed his lips, wondering what he was thinking.

found it!

Chen Yi finally searched out the information about the boy with the dreadlocks. Although there are few, he is already very satisfied.

Although Black Soil Studio says that the order is not as hard as steel, the management is solid. It is difficult for ordinary people to enter the studio, let alone come and go freely in the studio.

Sure enough, the boy with dreadlocks is a newcomer recruited by Black Soil Studio this year. He is a singer. To be precise, he only sings rap, and his development direction is very single.

Only... 19 years old.

Being so young, he probably couldn't be Qiu Lianghui's boyfriend or something, even though the boy with dreadlocks looked like he was giving a speech.

What's even more suspicious is that he seems to have a lot of hostility towards Xing Zimo's voice.

"Have you seen enough?"

At some point, the car had stopped, and Chen Yi was still looking through the photos of the boy with dreadlocks.

Xing Zimo's voice is about to freeze people to the North Pole, "Last time it was a bar star, this time it's a photo boy, which one should it be next time?"

"Uh..." Chen Yi tilted the phone screen towards Xing Zimo, "This is an artist from our studio, I just want to know about it."

Xing Zimo narrowed his eyes as he looked at the photo, "Have you guys met before?"

Chen Yi was taken aback for a moment, "Yes."

"This year's No.1 hip-hop program, the popularity is good, but the temper is bad..." Xing Zimo pulled out the key, "You are not responsible for his work, so he took the initiative to trouble you?"

Chen Yi blinked, surprised that Xing Zimo's guess was right, and he said it in such a tone without the slightest doubt, which made people admire him.

"No." Chen Yi unbuckled his seat belt, and whispered out of guilty conscience.

Xing Zimo: "Is it because of him that you are unhappy?"

Chen Yi lost all arrogance in front of him, afraid of being read, he continued to mutter, "I'm not unhappy."

Xing Zimo gave a soft "tsk", and said a little irritably, "Don't deal with him, get out of the car."

Before Chen Yi could ask again, the door of the driver's seat was slammed shut, showing that the owner of the car seemed a little angry now.

After recovering, Chen Yi realized that this was not the garage of the villa at all, and they didn't go home, but came to another completely strange house.

It is bigger and more majestic than Xing Zimo's villa, like a place where nobles live.

"Where is this...?" Chen Yi asked in a daze.

"Don't know?" Xing Zimo handed the car keys to the long-awaited housekeeper, "My dad's residence."

Chen Yi: "!!"

The author has something to say:

Xing Zimo: An ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws.

Chen Yi: Damn...

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Congratulations to this chapter for winning the award for the most words in the first 17 chapters (or the entire book)!

Although it didn't meet expectations, this turtle speed player is already very satisfied [Proud akimbo jpg. 】

18. Chapter 18