Fake tricks with the tyrant boss

Lin Jinyan devoted himself to painting for three days in the apartment, during which time Tufen sent him a message.

"Gu Xu's family has decided on a partner for him, guess who it is."

Lin Jinyan: "Is Jiang Keke?"

He knew that Jiang Keke also volunteered to submit his resume.

Score: "..."

Lin Jinyan: "..."

I don't know if the two people have a good understanding, but after Tu distributed, Jiang Keke also sent him a message: "Fuck! Yanyan, you know, I just submitted my resume to join in the fun, Gu Xu knows me, and knows the relationship between the two of us." relationship, he definitely couldn’t choose me. But I just found out this morning that I’m actually Gu Xu’s chosen blind date. I will never betray you, and I swear to the death that I will never betray you. Accident!"

After posting, Jiang Keke said again: "Of course, if he wants to marry me, I have no objection at all. You two can meet privately in the future, and I will turn a blind eye and even watch out for you. If I can give up the wedding room and the bed to you, it will be considered as the two of you getting married! Is it exciting?"

Lin Jinyan: "I have nothing to do with him anymore."

Jiang Keke: "I know, you broke up, but lovers are just separation and reunion, love without tossing is plain water, what's the point, wait for you to get back together, okay?"

Lin Jinyan answered her two words: "Hehe."

Having not painted for a long time, Lin Jinyan rushed to Chelsea College with his painting tools in his hands, feeling a little guilty.

First, we had to gather at the studio of Chelsea College. When Lin Jinyan arrived, he found that there were only four people in the studio including him. The other three had two Asian faces and one Western face.

The other three obviously knew each other. Standing together, Lin Jinyan just found a seat and sat down without going up to talk to them.

After waiting for a while, Li Changlu didn't come. Li Changlu's assistant came and asked them to go to the grass by the Thames to set up an easel to sketch. Teacher Li Changlu came to check later.

Li Changlu didn't come, Lin Jinyan heaved a sigh of relief, and followed the crowd to the riverside. When he arrived at the riverside, the Tate Museum was not far away, and it was obvious what sketching was.

Lin Jinyan didn't write at first, and observed the other three people for a while.

The two Asian-faced ones have already started mixing paint, while the Western-faced one is a little lax, looking around, meeting Lin Jinyan's eyes, and grinning.

Lin Jinyan twitched the corner of his mouth perfunctorily, and began to adjust the paint.

After working behind closed doors at home for three days, Lin Jinyan has figured out the water absorption of the drawing paper in his hand, unlike the first day when he was painting, he wrote too hard, and finally came out with a blur that even ghosts could not understand.

However, when Lin Jinyan was suddenly challenged to paint at the Tate Museum, Lin Jinyan felt a little embarrassed.

Watercolor painting is not suitable for painting large-scale paintings, because there is a lot of water in the paint, and it also tests the painter's control of color and water. If you are not careful, the painting may be a mess.

Lin Jinyan took out his mobile phone and took a picture of a teal by the Thames River, and silently drew a still life according to the photo.

Immersed in his own world, he slowly sketched and splashed colors, and with a few simple strokes, he drew the enchanting figure of water plants by the Thames River. The gray teal spread its wings, as if it was about to dance lightly, or stretched leisurely waist.

He was about to paint another stroke on the duck's wings, when someone rolled up the drawing paper and knocked his head: "Lazy and lazy, this is what you said about studying hard, and your determination?"

That stroke flew out, splitting the beautiful and leisurely Thames River in half.

Lin Jinyan: "..."

When Li Changlu walked to the front, he didn't forget to turn his head to stare at Lin Jinyan, and glanced at other people's works.

Others may have figured out Li Changlu's temper, and they all painted art galleries obediently, except for the Western disciple who was a little slower.

But there is a more lazy comparison, and Li Changlu is quite satisfied: "Going back to the classroom, I will tell you the composition of watercolor painting today, and I will draw a still life later. Today's homework is to draw a still life. I can go home after painting. Lin Jin You have to hand in two assignments."

Lin Jinyan couldn't help but get dizzy when he heard the homework. There were still two homework, but he didn't dare to refute, so he could only obediently agree: "I see."

Everyone else gave Lin Jinyan a sympathetic look.

Pack up your things and go back to the classroom.

Li Changlu is a professor at the University of the Arts London. Here, it is easy for him to apply for a classroom, and there will be many students watching in private lectures.

After talking about the elements of watercolor art for about half an hour, Lin Jinyan was called out three times, and he had the illusion of returning to university and being watched by teachers.

The next thing I said was painting a still life, but in fact it was Li Changlu himself.

Lin Jinyan has a big head. If he really painted still life, he could still fool it. But when he painted people, he hadn’t painted people for 800 years, and he hadn’t painted for 400 years. No matter how he painted, he felt that what he drew looked like a bird monkey.

Others handed in their homework one after another, and went up to show it to Li Changlu.

Li Changlu didn't move his body or move his eyes, he could tell at a glance whether he had passed the test or not, so he nodded and let him go.

In such a short period of time, it is of course not required to draw vividly, as long as it can convey the image and express the meaning, but even Lin Jinyan finds it difficult.

When only Li Changlu and himself were left in the classroom, Lin Jinyan became a little anxious, but every time he raised his eyes, Li Changlu sat there quietly, like a sculpture.

His sitting posture is very comfortable, and he won't feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time. He obviously expected that a certain apprentice would not let him worry.

When the lights in the classroom came on and the minute hand moved three more times, Li Changlu finally moved. He walked down and looked at Lin Jinyan's drawing board.

Although the painting didn't look very good, as if he didn't even pass the basic skills, Li Changlu stared at him for a long time, but he didn't criticize him: "In addition to this one, give me another portrait of a character, and I need it tomorrow afternoon."

Lin Jinyan hummed, he decided to put a mirror opposite him and draw himself after he went back.

Li Changlu looked at him again, and seeing his resigned face, he finally couldn't hold back: "Be serious."

Lin Jinyan nodded, seeing that he had not scolded him until this time with him, he was also a little moved.

After leaving school, the shops outside were basically closed, so Lin Jinyan could only take a taxi and go back to cook instant noodles.

After arriving at the apartment and getting out of the elevator, Lin Jinyan saw the door of the next room opened, and several people in uniforms came out, as if they belonged to some moving company.

Lin Jinyan made way for them.

Probably because his Asian face stood out among this group of big men of different races, which made these tall and strong foreigners take a second look. One of the fat bearded men who walked at the end tried to talk to Lin Jinyan.

"Hi, are you Chinese, too?"

Lin Jinyan ignored him, and saw someone who had just left his house a few days ago standing at the door of his new neighbor.

He pretended he didn't see it, and went straight forward, but he didn't expect the foreigner who didn't get the answer to get upset, and grabbed him: "I'm fucking talking to you."

He has a heavy English accent, mouthful of fuck, palms are still sweaty, Lin Jinyan frowned, resisting the urge to do it: "Let go!"

"Fuck," the fat white man was obviously angry, and he was about to slap him with his hands, cursing, "Stupid Chinese people."

"What are you doing?" Fatty Bai's hand was grabbed.

Gu Xu came over quickly and pulled Lin Jinyan behind him: "Please leave, otherwise I will complain to you."

The fat white man was still cursing, but he had some scruples: "Is he your friend?"

Gu Xu: "It's my lover."

The fat man gave a meaningful oh, and looked at the two of them left and right: "Damn gay."

Gu Xu frowned: "Get lost!"

Fatty Bai was obviously enraged, but he was a little afraid of Gu Xu.

Gu Xu said again: "Get out, if you don't get out, I will not only make you lose your job, but also make you unable to get along forever."

Fatty Bai was about to rush forward, but was held back by his companions who were waiting to watch the show behind him.

"Forget it, you can't afford to offend, don't make trouble here, you will be kicked out."

Fatty Bai was dragged away by his companions, and before leaving, he stared at Lin Jinyan and Gu Xu with resentment.

When the corridor became quiet, Gu Xu held Lin Jinyan's hand and silently led him into the house.

Lin Jinyan didn't resist, and let him drag himself over: "Mr. Gu, what a coincidence, you live next door?"

He deliberately teased.

Gu Xu glanced at him, but said with a straight face: "I contacted the landlord of this house before coming to England."

"Oh, I have planned it for a long time." Lin Jinyan pulled the paper on the table and wiped his hands.

Gu Xu walked to him with his slippers and put them down: "Uncle has your shoes here, put them on."

Lin Jinyan looked up at him amusedly, he rubbed his head, and quickly slapped him away angrily, lowering his head to change his shoes.

After changing, Gu Xu carried his shoes to the entrance again.

Lin Jinyan leaned back on the sofa, took out the drawing board and put it on the table: "Gu Xu, you can be a mannequin for me."

"Okay, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"I only have sandwiches and milk here, so let's make do with it tonight."

Gu Xu went to the kitchen to heat up milk and sandwiches, and Lin Jinyan looked at his room boredly.

It was empty, obviously the original landlord's things had been moved away, and Gu Xu didn't put many things in. The sofa, coffee table, and TV cabinet were clean without any decorations.

Lin Jinyan seldom goes out, and the sound insulation here is okay. He didn't know that such a big change happened next door, and suddenly the neighbor changed.

He followed to the kitchen and saw Gu Xu take out sandwiches and milk from the microwave, and asked, "Aren't you busy?"

"It's okay, I just happen to be here on a business trip."

"Oh, come on a business trip, then go back after the business trip?"

"That depends on whether someone is willing to go back with me."

"Who is that person?" Lin Jinyan took the milk from him.

The heat is just right, holding it in his hand can warm his hands without being too hot, Lin Jinyan glanced at him: "Your freshly baked fiancee?"

Gu Xu laughed, and wrapped the sandwich in dining paper and handed it to him: "Where is the fiancée, I really want a fiancé."

When he said this, he stopped and patted Lin Jinyan's head: "Go to the living room to eat."

Lin Jinyan frowned and avoided: "Did you touch it? Are you ready to agree to my terms?"

Gu Xu: "If I promise to be your bed partner, I can touch your head casually?"

Lin Jinyan glanced at him: "What do you think?"

Holding the milk, he took a bite of the sandwich and returned to the living room.

The two sat in the living room to eat quietly, and when they were almost finished, Gu Xu said, "I don't know if Jiang Keke told you that my grandfather thinks she is very suitable."

"Oh, but I heard that you think it's very suitable."

Gu Xu was silent for a moment.

In fact, the situation at that time was like this, Gu Qingshan asked him if Jiang Keke was okay.

As for the others, a male partner is naturally impossible, and the one from the Qi family is indeed suitable, but he was engaged to Mo Baiqing first, which made Gu Qingshan a little disgusted, only Jiang Keke's family conditions made him very satisfied.

Gu Xu clearly does not agree to blind dates and marriages, but the old man insists that Lin Jinyan break up with him, so he must obey his elder's arrangement.

Gu Xu really didn't want to bring the old man into the hospital anymore. Knowing that Jiang Ke was a slut, he didn't explain, so he could only say: "Let's go with her, but I only promise to get along with her for a while. If we don't get along, we won't be together." .”

As for how irritable the old man was later, let's skip it.

Gu Xu looked at Lin Jinyan, who was drinking milk quietly on the sofa: "The Jiang family already knew that Jiang Keke had privately applied for the Gu family's blind date, and he would definitely regret it in the future. I have also communicated with Jiang Keke. In Yanyan, Grandpa has actually let go We are together, you and I go back."

Lin Jinyan licked the milk stains on his lips: "What are you doing when you go back, I don't plan to be with you, if you agree to be my bed partner, I might go to you if I'm not satisfied when I go back. "

Gu Xu really had nothing to do with him, his eyes fell on his bright red lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and finally he looked away restrainedly.

He took the clean cup back to the kitchen to rinse it, and after flushing it against the faucet for a while, he realized that there was someone behind him, a hand passed through his waist, and slipped into his slacks along the hem of his clothes.

Gu Xu: "..."

Lin Jinyan pressed his chin against his back: "It's hard, don't you really want to do it, uncle, can't you?"

Gu Xu put down his cup, tried his best to maintain his composure, pulled out Lin Jinyan's hand, and then yanked Lin Jinyan, dragging him in front of him.

Lin Jinyan leaned against the pool, his ears were reddish, his eyes drifted away for a moment, then he raised his chin and looked at Gu Xu coldly.

Gu Xu was funny and angry, and picked him up by the waist.

"Damn it! Damn...Gu Xu!" Lin Jinyan finally became calm, and almost kicked over the cup on the table in shock.

Gu Xu carried him into the bedroom with a cold face, and slapped him on the buttocks: "Stop making trouble."

If it wasn't for being pushed onto the bed in the next second, Lin Jinyan would be able to bounce three feet high. He kicked Gu Xu angrily and shamefully, and rolled into the bed.

He was dragged back by Gu Xu again.

Gu Xu's tall body pressed down, and a fiery kiss fell on his lips, almost greedily licking every inch of his mouth, and all the saliva that was too late to swallow was swept away by him.The tingling and numbness made Lin Jinyan curl up in his arms unconsciously, before he had time to take a breath, his face turned red.

After a while, the weight on his body became slightly lighter, and Gu Xu lifted his body.

Lin Jinyan lowered his eyelashes and remained silent in a daze.

Gu Xu kissed him again, and sucked and sucked his lips again with some obsession, with a lot more tenderness: "Come back with me, baby."

Lin Jinyan slowed down for a while, then pushed his back: "Do you want to do it?"

Gu Xu: "..."

"If you can't do it, I can do it on top." Lin Jinyan exerted all his strength, trying to push Gu Xu under him.

Gu Xu didn't move at all, staring at him from top to bottom, his body was as stiff as an iron bar, and he didn't have the slightest intention to go any further.

Lin Jinyan finally became angry after being stared at by him, and raised his knee to push him: "Are you fucking doing it or not?"

Gu Xu guessed that he was going to explode as early as the moment his eyes changed, so he rolled to the side and hugged him into his arms again, his strong legs were still firmly restraining Lin Jinyan.

Lin Jinyan was so angry and annoyed that he couldn't take his hand out, so he bit his chin.

Even tasted the bloody smell, Gu Xu remained motionless.

Let go of him, Lin Jinyan licked his lower lip in confusion, then hit his chest with his head.

Gu Xu snorted: "Baby."

"To shut up."

The more you shout, the more disgusting you become.

Gu Xu chuckled, and kissed him on the forehead: "Sleep here today."

"Who wants to sleep with you under the quilt."

Gu Xu sighed helplessly: "Just do your best now, baby, one day, uncle will make you laugh."

After he finished speaking, before Lin Jinyan got angry again, he kissed him again.

This kiss was tender and lingering, Gu Xu let go of his hand halfway through the kiss, touched Lin Jinyan's clenched fist hand, and interlocked his fingers.

Gu Xu really didn't want to let him go, and even wanted to follow his words and fuck him to death on this bed, but he couldn't now.

Lin Jinyan didn't feel safe at all.

The marriage between Xu Yun and Lin Pingsheng cast a huge shadow on him.

Gu Xu can only proceed step by step.

There was a faint cell phone ringing in the living room, Gu Xu let go of Lin Jinyan: "It should be your call."

But Lin Jinyan ignored him, turned over to him, pressed him and continued to kiss him, his hand also made a fuss, inserted into his clothes, and groped all the way up until he touched the inconspicuous surgical wound on his chest .

But after a short pause, he touched down again, jerky, but with a clear purpose, to arouse Gu Xu's passion and desire, and force him to have sex with himself.

Gu Xu was really sweet and troubled, so he had to put up all his energy to deal with it. He pulled Lin Jinyan's troublesome hand out, and turned his head away from kissing him.

Lin Jinyan poked his other hand behind his buttocks again: "Have you prepared anything? If I didn't, I would go in like this. You should be in pain. This is the first time, right?"

Gu Xu: "..."

He couldn't bear it anymore and got up holding the man, took him aside, casually pulled off his clothes, showing all his distress, and fled in despair.

Lin Jinyan sat on the bed, his ears burning, he licked his lips unconsciously, grabbed the pillow beside him and covered his legs, and snorted.

The cell phone in the living room rang twice and then stopped. Lin Jinyan went out to take a look. The call from Mo Baiqing was changed to a message when he didn't receive it.

"Yanyan, I will come to England to see you tomorrow, do you have time?"

"What time tomorrow?"

"Arrive at the airport at nine o'clock in the morning."

"Yes, you come to my house directly and know the address."

"know."

Lin Jinyan packed up his painting tools and went out directly with his things on his back. As for the portraits, let's talk about them tomorrow.