Two-dimensional society may also fall in love!

After a noisy meal, the six of them strolled to the parking lot.

There were exactly three cars parked in a row.

A comfortable and stable Subaru SUV belongs to Bai Qiangwei and Qi Chang.Next to it is a low-key business dark blue Lexus, which belongs to Qin Fanglu.

Next to it, suddenly parked a supercar, with a low body, sharp curves, bright purple paint, the silver trident logo on the front is too eye-catching, the rate of turning heads is [-]%, and it arrogantly smashes everyone's foreheads Go to two words: rich and flamboyant.

The bright purple supercar is not the most coquettish, but the most coquettish thing is the ultra-clear vertical drawing of an anime female character printed on the car body, the dark purple long hair floats from the front of the car to the rear of the car, the light pink eyes are half closed, smiling He stared at every passerby who was shocked.

"Fuck me!"

Qi Chang uttered a swear word in surprise, calling out the name of the female character, and almost dropped the gift he was holding on the floor.

"Who the hell is using Maserati to hurt the car!"

Xu Feifei pointed at Cheng Kai and shouted excitedly: "It belongs to Teacher Ying! Isn't it super awesome! I was scared to death when I came here!"

The secret base is not far from the restaurant. Xu Feifei and Cheng Kai were going to walk there before eating, but they spent too long playing games. Cheng Kai took Xu Feifei, who had straight eyes, into the car. Forced to shuttle in the traffic flow, arrived in 5 minutes, so as not to be late for too long.

Ruan Cunyun supported Qin Fanglu so that he would not fall down, and opened his mouth into an oval shape: "I... rely on... Boss Cheng, is this the Erthorn Ape?"

When Cheng Kai walked nearby, the butterfly door automatically swung open, and he raised his eyebrows: "Show off!"

Bai Qiangwei held back for a long time and commented: "It's mainly coquettish."

The rate of turning heads was too high, suddenly a little boy ran from the side of the road, rushed into the car driven by Cheng with his arms outstretched, and shouted: "Wow, that's so cool——"

Cheng Kai rushed forward to block him: "Don't touch!"

Cheng Kai's tone was a bit fierce, and the little boy was scared away.

Qin Fanglu couldn't help laughing, and introduced to everyone: "Cheng Kai regards this car as his wife. Don't talk about strange children, even I won't let you touch it. It's very precious."

Everyone laughed in a circle, and Xu Feifei laughed the hardest: "No wonder you didn't look for someone, so you already have one!"

Cheng Kai hurriedly clarified: "Damn, don't listen to Qin Gou, I didn't take the car as my wife!"

Qin Fanglu shrugged: "But I touched the car door before, and it's true that you broke up with me all day."

Cheng Kai blushed and retorted: "That's because you touched her eyelashes!"

It's really naive for two people in their late thirties to get together.

Bai Qiangwei and Qi Chang lively discussed whether they should hurt their current car, and waved to everyone: "We're going home!"

Hearing the sound, Xu Feifei bypassed the Maserati with the car door open, and naturally ran after Bai Qiangwei, like a fledgling chick: "Young Mistress, take me home by the way!"

"Okay." Bai Qiangwei had long been used to taking Xu Feifei back to his house, "Get in the car."

Cheng Kai leaned against the luxury car for a moment, and coughed loudly.

Xu Feifei turned her head and waved to Cheng Kai: "Mr. Ying, come on and play the game! But don't try too hard, you are already great!"

Cheng Kai was speechless, watching Xu Feifei get into the white rose car, and the three of them chatted and laughed and disappeared at the end of the road.

He bent down and sat in the sports car, the air conditioner was so cold.

The glass of the car next door came down, Ruan Cunyun sat in the co-pilot, Qin Fanglu stretched out an arm from the window, and snapped Cheng Kai's fingers from the air. "Cheng Gou." Qin Fanglu called him, "Don't worry too much."

There are some things that others may not be able to see, but Qin Fanglu can.

Cheng Kai curled his lips sadly: "Thank you for your advice, senior."

Ruan Cunyun didn't understand why he asked "What's wrong with Boss Cheng", Qin Fanglu smiled and said "I want to bloom", kicked the accelerator, and drove on the road together with the cool supercar.

Cheng's car disappeared after two or three stops, and Qin Fanglu slowly murmured in the thick traffic at night, and arrived downstairs at Ruan Cunyun's house half an hour later.

"Bye." Ruan Cunyun got out of the car, bent down and kissed Qin Fanglu through the window.

Qin Fanglu raised his head and touched Ruan Cunyun's chin with his lips: "Good night."

When the two returned home, Ruan Cunyun took a shower and changed clothes. When he was arranging his bag, he took out a red marriage certificate from inside and was stunned like a thunderbolt.

Wait a minute, aren't he and Qin Fanglu already married?Why do they even live in two places!

Ruan Cunyun held the red book and his heart beat faster.

What happens to normal married couples?That is of course living together, sleeping in the same bed every day, commuting together, eating together, and living together.

He should live with Qin Fanglu.

Qin Fanglu naturally sent Ruan Cunyun downstairs tonight and left. The night was very dark, and Ruan Cunyun couldn't talk about it at this time, so he planned to find a time to ask again.

Holding the marriage certificate, Ruan Cunyun squatted down in front of the closet, pushed aside layers of skirts, and found a concealed safe. The password was unlocked, and the door popped open.

There was nothing in the safe except a stack of drawing papers.

Ruan Cunyun put the marriage certificate in the safe, squatted there thinking for a long time, his face was almost red, and finally took out the stack of drawing paper.

He snatched this from Qin Fanglu's drawer.

At that time, he naively thought that Qin Fanglu's drawers were really paintings for ordinary fans. After seeing them with his own eyes, he realized that they were all his own. They were full of Qin Fanglu's unspeakable imagination. Red in the face.

Qin Fanglu anxiously asked Ruan Cunyun if he would feel offended, Ruan Cunyun hugged the stack of paintings into his arms, blushed and said that he would take all these paintings away, threatened Qin Fanglu, saying that he would Find an unoccupied place and bury it secretly.

Of course Ruan Cunyun didn't feel offended, he just felt ashamed.Instead of keeping these paintings in Qin Fanglu's house, it is better to control them in your own hands.

As for burying it, burying it in a safe is also a kind of burying.

Although my man is not around, fortunately, I have his paintings in my hand.

Moreover, Ruan Cunyun didn't read it carefully, and now there is enough time to appreciate it.

Facts have proved that Ruan Cunyun overestimated himself.

The scene in the first picture is in the bedroom. The boy is lying on the bed alone, his waist slumped, and he turns his head to look out of the picture with difficulty, tears streaming down his face.

The familiar facial features, round eyes and small canine teeth are just like Ruan Cunyun himself.

It's quite an ordinary scene, but it's because it's ordinary that Ruan Cunyun has been placed many times in person.

Seeing it on paper is another feeling. Qin Fanglu's brushstrokes are very rough, but some parts are drawn very clearly.

Shadows, water marks, fine sweat, wet eyes, sunken fingerprints caused by fingers breaking one's thighs.

Like a mirror, but not a mirror.

The carefully depicted place is more like a magnifying glass, and it is not difficult to see the place of desire of some people.

Ruan Cunyun couldn't take it anymore after watching it for half a minute, put down his legs and changed his sitting position, and changed to the next one as if fleeing.

The boy was wearing a full suit, childish and mature, looking like a rookie who had just entered the workplace.

Probably in a certain social occasion, the boy bent his knees, put one leg high on the pool table, and the other tiptoed on the ground. Unexpectedly, the slim trousers tightly squeezed his buttocks, almost making people imagine the soft and greasy feel of a round peach.

A big hand of a stranger rested loosely on the boy's lower back, as if teaching him how to play pool and correcting his posture.

The joints of the big hand are distinct, and there is a small mole on the wrist bone.

——Qin Fanglu drew a hand of his own, putting it on Ruan Cunyun's waist.

Ruan Cunyun stood up from the desk with hot breath, held the drawing paper, and staggered into the bed.

The scenes in each picture are different, some have a higher degree of completion, some have only a few strokes, some have only Ruan Cunyun alone, and sometimes Qin Fanglu appears.

Ruan Cunyun can easily guess the story behind Mr. Dan's picture through the thin picture. This is a unique skill that he has cultivated for many years as a fan. Now he finally realizes how much torture this skill of telepathy has brought him.

One of the pictures inside was almost frayed, obviously it had been flipped through many times, and the picture was much more detailed.

With pointed animal ears and a fluffy tail, Ruan Cunyun curled up like a cat and was placed in a large suitcase.

There are two men's hands unpacking.

The man tied the bell around the kitten's neck, put on short sleeves and a short skirt for him, and asked him, does the kitten like eating strawberries the most?

The kitten could only meow, so the man kindly fed him one.The fangs obediently grabbed the strawberry, and the sweet juice trickled out from the corners of her fair lips.The man understood, took out another strawberry and said, oh, it turns out that the kitten also eats it elsewhere.

Ruan Cunyun wrapped himself in a quilt, his skin was sensitive, and even scratching his thighs with the cloth would cause tremors.

As a fan of Teacher Egg, Ruan Cunyun knows better than anyone that BALLS once posted a picture of a boy with cat ears sleeping in a suitcase.Now he finally knows that there is a hidden version of this painting.

Hiding his facial features, Qin Fanglu's love.

Under the light at this moment, they are presented in a stripped-down manner, warming a person's numb heart.

At that time, BALLS added a sentence to the picture and said: "I want to take you away."

Many fans guessed who this person was, and Ruan Cunyun also guessed at that time.

Now he knows that the person Mr. Egg wants to take away has always been himself.

Ruan Cunyun stared at the painting fascinated, and suddenly found a drop of old wet marks on the corner of the drawing paper. His fingers burned and he almost missed holding it.

Tsk, what did Mr. Dan do when he drew these pictures?

Ruan Cunyun thought a little bit brokenly.

Just thinking about it for a while makes me feel that I have only seen less than one-third of the painting, and Ruan Cunyun feels that I should not be able to finish reading today.

Ruan Cunyun put down the drawing paper, freed his hands, and bit his lip feeling aggrieved.

He is obviously a married man, but he has to solve it alone because he forgot to apply for cohabitation. It is really miserable, too miserable.

Stretching his hand halfway down, the mobile phone placed next to the pillow suddenly rang, and the word "Qin Dadan" seemed to be hot, and Ruan Cunyun immediately pulled his hand out of the quilt.

"Hey……"

Ruan Cunyun answered the phone with an uncharacteristically soft voice.

Qin Fanglu didn't reply immediately, his breathing was heavier than usual, and he rushed into his ears.

"Hi." He replied dully.

"What are you doing?" Ruan Cunyun sank into the pillow with a soft voice.

"..."

Qin Fanglu was silent for a while before saying, "I'm painting."

"Would you like to watch it?" Qin Fanglu asked, "Teacher Egg is now live broadcasting the drawing, and only you can watch it."

Ruan Cunyun felt nervous for no reason, and said "OK" softly.

As soon as the phone screen lit up, it was held up to a high place, and Ruan Cunyun saw clearly the content on Qin Fanglu's paper——

The little coser was dancing on the stage, with his hands and feet stretched out, his face blushing, but he was only wearing a pair of knee high socks and leg rings.

In the audience, there is only one audience.

Ruan Cunyun just glanced at it, running over him like a huge invisible roller, making his scalp tingle with irritation.

Qin Fanglu laughed softly: "What do you think of my painting?"

Ruan Cunyun's every sound stuck together: "Why did you start drawing these again..."

Qin Fanglu almost uttered words into the microphone: "Because a little thief emptied all my drawers."

Ruan Cunyun was so moved by the low voice that his spine trembled, and he closed his eyes and asked, "When will you draw me?"

Qin Fanglu said: "When I miss you."

Ruan Cunyun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was normal, when he heard Qin Fanglu exhale a heavy breath from his nasal cavity, and continued: "And there is a pen and paper by my side, and I am in the mood. When drawing—”

"As long as I am alone, no matter at home, in the company, or socializing, anywhere, I will miss you. You don't know how many times I have done it with you in my mind, over and over again, tirelessly..."

Ruan Cunyun changed into earphones tremblingly, freed his hands, lifted a corner of the quilt, and dived down with both hands.

In the video, Qin Fanglu stopped writing, and the picture stayed on the semi-finished painting.

In the earphones, Qin Fanglu stopped talking, only the sound of irregular breathing remained.

Ruan Cunyun suddenly missed the few boxes of things in Qin Fanglu's house. He had nothing in his house except his own hands.

Inhaling forcefully through the nasal cavity, Ruan Cunyun asked, "Qin Fanglu, what are you doing?"

After a while, Qin Fanglu said hoarsely, "I miss you."

Ruan Cunyun was having trouble with his fingers, and complained in a muffled voice: "You idiot, talk to me again."

There was a sexy low laugh, and then I heard Qin Fanglu call him "baby" slowly and restrainedly, and babble calmly like a bedtime story: "I can see you when I close my eyes Most of them are smiling, and occasionally some are crying, most of them are made to cry by me... No matter what kind of you you are, you are very beautiful and cute, I want to chew and hold your mouth Darling, you really make me wonder what to do. Why aren't you in my bed now? Are you the same as me now, um—"

When the moonlight poured out of the cloud shadows, Ruan Cunyun pushed the drawing paper aside lightly, so as not to leave a single drop of smudge on the paper.

The tide of the man's deep voice ended at this moment, and Ruan Cunyun heard Qin Fanglu's aggrieved low voice: "...Ruan Cunyun, let's live together, I miss you every day."