Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil Chapter 2: .7
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In the past, Nings would not go home in the middle of the night. Now he packs his briefcase on time from 1 to 5.30.
Looking towards the end, Qin Li also quickly called the two children back. Zhou Yunsheng found that as soon as he left, Zhao Jun installed many cameras on a tree near the lake, and had to lament that the other party had a dog leg.
"How are you today?" Ning Si sent Qin Li away every year, and when he came back to the house, kissed his son on the forehead, and then held the teenager's cheek and kissed very naturally, as if they were born to be like this close.
Zhou Yunsheng was surprised at first. She got used to it after a long time, but just nodded her lips slightly and didn't answer. How are we doing, do n’t you know? Dead metamorphosis.
Zhao Xinfang heard the sound went downstairs, and attentively took over Ning Si's suit jacket and briefcase. The two laughed and whispered with their arms around each other, as if a loving couple.
Except for Ning Wangshu, this family is all film emperors.
Nings had cousined his son after supper. Ning Si wanted to talk to Wei Xi to talk for a while and cultivate his feelings. But he found that the other party had slipped and locked the door.
If it hadn't been misled and had a bad attitude, Western proverbs would never have been so afraid of themselves. Ning Sinian twitched her hair irritably, remorse in her heart, and even angrily stripped Zhao Xinfang. But Qian Yu still has useful value for him, he has to attract attention.
The teenager took a picture book from the bookcase and laid it on the bed, while crossing his legs, he turned and took notes. Ning Sinian smiled and stared for a moment. It was too early to see, and he also turned on the computer for official duties.
Until you are half past ten, the mobile phone emits a faint dripping sound to remind the busy Ning Si Nian.
Nings crossed out the alarm clock and quickly glanced at the screen. The teenager who has always had a precise schedule was **** and was going to bed in a hot bath.
The white shirt slipped off the teenager's shoulders. He turned to reveal the graceful butterfly bone, the waist line was flexible, and the hips were awkward ... He stood up, made a cup of coffee, walked twice in the study, listening to the sound of the trickling water of the teenager's bath.
He was getting more and more irritable. He pulled open the top two buttons of his shirt, and finally stepped back to the desk with the coffee, staring at the screen. He had to admit that he was looking forward to this moment almost every day. What is the difference between this approach and perversion? He scolded himself in his heart, but couldn't help himself.
He dropped the coffee, smoked a cigarette and ignited it, trying to make the smoke obscure his vision. But this move is obviously superfluous. The water vapor in the bathroom has already covered the camera one step earlier, leaving only a silhouette similar to jade.
Ning Sinian began to feel dissatisfied again, and cursed secretly.
The sound of water finally stopped, and his smoke was over. Because of too much focus, the burnt cigarette **** almost burned his fingertips. He cursed one after another, punching the cigarette **** into the ashtray.
The bathroom door opened, and the teenager came out with wet hair, wearing only a loose white shirt, hanging down to his hips, covering the most hidden parts, but showing straight long legs. His feet were delicate and perfectly shaped, and he slightly hooked his toes when he stepped on the wool rug, his action was lovely.
Since he has been in the studio for many years, his skin is very white, and even the pale blue blood vessels can be seen through the thin skin. This makes him soft and fragile.
Last time, this is the last time, and all the cameras will be removed tomorrow. Ning Si years habitually appeased himself, so he completely gave up his struggle and stared greedily with a coffee cup.
The crisp knock sounded suddenly, it was Zhao Jun.
He shook his hands and poured half a cup of coffee on his shirt and pants.
*! He immediately stood up and wiped with a paper towel, only to find himself in a hard piece. *! He stayed, then cursed himself fiercely, pulling his hair hard. He knew that if he continued like this, he would go astray, but he could not do anything about his perverted self.
"Come in." He sat down, his expression stunned and his tone down.
In his panic moment, the teenager on the screen quickly drew his lips and murmured silently-good night, pervert.
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The two-month summer vacation soon passed, and Ning Si was struggling every day, only feeling exhausted. Maybe I should think of a way to stay away from Wei Xi's proverb. He told himself like this, but it didn't take long before he hit his own face severely.
"What are you packing for?" He saw the teenager going downstairs with a trolley case, and he looked like he was ready to travel. His face changed immediately.
"Live at school." Zhou Yunsheng hid the box behind, his expression a little cramped.
Ning Si coughed and coughed immediately, "How often will you come back?"
"After the winter vacation, come back."
Winter vacation? That is to say, at least three or four months later. Ning Sinian's brain hummed, refuting sharply, "No, you are not allowed to stay at school." He had long forgotten his determination to alienate Wei Xiyan.
You look addicted, right? Zhou Yunsheng sneered secretly, but his face was frightened and aggrieved, with a pair of watery peach eyes staring at Ning Sinian.
The already half of the body bathed in the eyes of the teenager is completely numb, and the ears are involuntarily burning red, but Ning Sinian's eyebrows are getting colder and firmer, "No, your self-care ability is too poor. I ca n’t stop painting, I forgot to eat all three meals. You still live at home, I will be responsible for daily shuttle, otherwise I will not rest assured.
Zhou Yunsheng sat in the farthest corner from him, staring at the breakfast in front of him without saying a word.
The temper is really stubborn. Ning Sinian had no choice but to look at his son, "Baby, your uncle is going to school and will not come back to see you in three or four months. Would you miss him?"
Ning Wangshu finally realized the seriousness of the problem, immediately jumped out of the chair, and ran to Zhou Yunsheng in front of him. The two short hands drew his legs to death, a look of sobbing expression.
Dead metamorphosis, even his son used it. Zhou Yunsheng almost wanted to wipe his face, but finally resisted.
"If you don't live at school, go to school to go through the day." He said slowly.
"Okay, I'll help you with the study later." Ning Sinian was finally satisfied. He took the opportunity to sit next to the teenager, took a kiss from his son, and he gave his father a good fight.
Zhao Xinfang, wearing an apron and pretending to be grueling in the kitchen, heard the sound, and his face was dark. After more than two months, not only did Ning Wangshu begin to return to normal, but even Ning Si's attitude towards Weixi proverbs changed dramatically. When Wei Xiyan first came, Nings regarded him as a transparent person, but now he is petted by his sweetheart.
What the **** is going on? Did he forget how Wei Xiyan treated Ning Wangshu? Or did he know the truth? No, if he knew how to make it delicious for Wang's mother, would he take the time to take care of himself in the hospital? It must be that the two old things had to guard Wei Xiyan, and he couldn't help it. At present, the relationship between the two is getting better and better. What should we do when Wei Xiyan talks about the hotel door?
No, we must drive Wei Xiyan away as soon as possible!
Zhao Xinfang turned his eyes and thought of a wonderful idea.
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Weixi Yan is a freshman at Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts. He did not participate in the college entrance examination. It was Ning's father who entrusted a famous oil painter from country F to write an introduction letter and recruited him.
Ning Sinian asked the assistant to go through the day procedures, and went to the dormitory to help Xi Yan to pack things.
"Let's take it, you sit." He took off his blazer, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and folded up several huge picture books, ready to move away together.
As a male lead, Ning Sinian's looks are naturally outstanding. It is not the impeccable beauty like Du Yilang, but the heroes full of masculine Aura. He was nearly 190 cm tall, and his long legs dangled in front of Zhou Yunsheng, making him dizzy, and his thin shirt made his muscle lines full of explosiveness vivid.
This man is a moving hormone.
Zhou Yunsheng realized this very clearly and had to look elsewhere.
"Is it hot? Look at your blushing. Still living at home is comfortable and there is air conditioning in the home." The teenager's cheeks were red, his eyes were narrow, and Ning Si's mouth was dry and dry. By The time to speak passed and squeezed the tip of his nose.
Zhou Yunsheng nodded his eyelids. The appearance of 'shyness' caused Ning Si to feel itchy.
Put the painting brushes together in a cardboard box. Ning Sinian held the cardboard box in one hand and the teenager in one hand and walked towards the parking lot slowly.
"Western saying, are you here to report?"
Ning Sinian opened the trunk to put things in. Zhou Yunsheng heard the shout and looked at the people, and his eyes suddenly turned into a grinning smile. This man he knows is Wei Xuan's elder brother Fu Xuan. Wei Xiyan originally had a chance to cheer up after leaving Ning's house, but was destroyed by this man. He copied Wei Weiyan's paintings and took part in the International Oil Painting Awards. He finally won a special prize and became famous.
This incident Correct crushed the last straw of Wei Xiyan.
Zhou Yunsheng narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, and respectfully called out a brother. Fu Xuan knew that he was going to read, and he urged him to tell him something. It was nothing more than the completion of the works of the grand prize. If there was any dissatisfaction, he could show it to him. He helped to give some advice.
Zhou Yunsheng nodded and didn't talk. Fu Xuan saw a man parked on the side of the road in the distance, staring at himself while smoking, his eyes were mixed with ruthlessness, and he was a little afraid, and had to find an excuse to leave first.
"Who is he?" Ning Sinyin asked sternly after he got on the bus.
"Brother." Zhou Yunsheng blinked at the peachy eyes with water.
Ning Si ’s sour water is completely evaporated, but he still mutters, “So much talk.”
Zhou Yunsheng was uncomfortable with a car's smoked miso and couldn't help frowning, "Quit the smoke."
Ning Si years immediately extinguished the cigarette, then raised his hands and surrendered. This skilled and natural response made them both stunned.
Zhou Yunsheng watched him for a while, trying to find a trace of familiarity from his handsome face, but it was futile. On the way back, the two fell into a weird silence.