Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil Chapter 2: .9

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The coffee cup rubbed the head of the department head and slammed it against the door of the office, making a loud bang, and the fragmented porcelain chip made a trace on the expensive furniture. The person in charge stayed like a chicken. After several tens of seconds, he slowly raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He asked with a tremor, "Old, boss, is there any problem with the plan?" Even if there is a problem, it should not be so big The fire is like someone who killed his family.

Ning Sinian stared at the computer screen with a blue complexion and undulating chest, apparently in a rage.

He gave the person a cold look and waved. The person in charge, such as amnesty, trot out of the office.

On the computer screen, the teenager is brushing his teeth. This already is the fifth time. The foam that was spit out has obvious blood stains. And Ning Sinian's tongue also tasted a bit of blood, he could not wait to swallow Zhao Xinfang.

But not yet. He just cast a bait for Qian Yu. At this point, already is on his way to Ningzhai. He was going to call Zhao Jun and ask him to stop the teenager, and he might rot if he brushed his gums, but when he picked up the phone, he saw the sleepy son wearing a pair of big slippers and stepping on to the teenager.

"Uncle, let's go paint?" He tugged the legs of the boy's pants.

Even if it is difficult to bear the extreme, the teenager still quickly organizes his emotions, spit out foam and wipes the corners of his mouth, pretending to take his son to the studio casually. He was clearly absent-minded and stood for a long time without drawing.

Ning Sinian stared at him until his eyes were dry and red before he closed his eyes severely, squeezing a few words in the teeth—Zhao, Xin and Fang, how dare you!

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Because of the urgency of the employer, Qian Yu desperately wanted to get the bids. As soon as he stepped into Ningzhai, he was pushed hard into the study, and then the door closed with a slam and a warm body covered.

Qian Yu only anti-visited for a moment, kneading the other person. On the sofa, there was a round of fighting. Zhao Xinfang wanted to take Qian Yu to the desk for another round, but he was rejected.

"Why so hungry-thirsty? Nings didn't feed you every year? Can't do it anymore, I'm afraid I'll be bumped into when I drag on for a long time."

"He hasn't been in the same room with me for already for months. Is he outside? Is anyone there?"

"I haven't heard of it. Maybe your charm has failed."

"If it fails, it will fail. Anyway, he married me just to let me bring him a child. Why don't you marry a nanny directly?"

"A nanny can be more beautiful than you? Can he be better than your body? Can he be better than you?"

The two talked and kissed each other again, but finally separated, Qian Yu skillfully turned on the computer while entering his passwords, and entered the confidential file copy.

"I will go abroad to avoid the storm immediately after finishing this order. You help me stare at Ning Si Nian, what will happen if you call me. When I develop in the future, I will benefit you." Yu pinched Zhao Xinfang's plump chest and hurriedly left.

Ning Sinian stared at the messy study, and suddenly felt his stomach swollen.

Major errors in the existence data copied by Qian Yu's file. If he sells it to other companies, the company will face billions of losses. Ning Si only has to wait for the profits to be divided. He forced himself to continue to carry out his official duties, but he couldn't sit still anyway, and called out the monitor every few minutes to see the status of the teenager.

Finally at half past five, he immediately packed up the documents and went home.

Qin Li took Ning Wangshu to feed ducks by the lake, and the boy was not there. Ning Si greeted him and hurried into the room.

"What are you doing?" His tone was very harsh, listening carefully, and even detecting a few tremors.

Zhou Yunsheng gave a little meal, then went on packing. According to Wei Xi's proverbial character, he would definitely not dare to tell Ning Sinian if this happened, and he would not dare to continue living in Ning Zhai. But Zhou Yunsheng just did it. He always had to put some pressure on Nings so that he could deal with the woman as soon as possible.

Speaking back, in fact Ning Sinian is very easy to use. Zhou Yunsheng only needs to blink and flatten his mouth, and he can help him get everything done.

"Stop me and hear me!" Ning Sinian patted the boy's clothes in annoyance. Seeing him open his eyes, he seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly apologized to him. I did n’t do it on purpose. I just do n’t want you to leave. Just tell me what happened today.

Zhou Yunsheng shook his head slightly and said nothing.

Ning Sinian didn't dare to persecute him. His heart was uncomfortable like frying in a frying pan. Thinking of Zhao Xinfang's forced kiss, his eyes were gradually covered with scarlet bloodshots.

Why? Why can't he hide in the dark corner and stare silently at the young man, but others can approach him unscrupulously, even forcibly picking his lips regardless of his wishes? On what basis?

The anger that was suppressed in his heart burned reason. He squeezed the young man's chin and wiped his thin lips with his fingertips repeatedly.

Zhou Yunsheng was in pain, and just wanted to evade his head, but saw the man bend over, kissed indiscriminately, his tongue pushed deep into his throat against his teeth, and his fierce strength seemed to want to swallow him alive.

Saliva ran down the lips of the two men who turned, intersected, and closed, pulling a silver wire.

After a long, long time, Zhou Yunsheng was unable to breathe, and Ning Si's end was still inexhaustible, but he did not pull away, his lips pressed against his lips, his fingers clasped his chin, his eyes stared into the teenager At the bottom of his eyes, he asked dumbly, "Tell me how you feel now, eh?"

Think-fuck-you! Zhou Yunsheng's eyes flickered and he kept silent.

"Tell me, hurry up." Ning Sinian's fingertips slowly tightened, leaving a few purple marks on the young white jaw.

Zhou Yunsheng was in pain, and spoke slowly and weakly, "I'm afraid." I'm afraid you can't do it.

The man leaned to the extreme, his burning breath exuding a strong masculine hormone, almost fainting Zhou Yunsheng's mind. He likes strong men like Ning Sinian, and the other person's intense possessiveness and wild moves excite him. And the kiss was awesome, completely washing away the disgusting feeling left by Zhao Xinfang. He almost wanted to hug Ning Sinian and say thank you.

Ningsian gasped, his voice hoarse, "What else do you feel besides being afraid?"

Zhou Yunsheng lowered his eyelids, two blushes slowly floated on his cheeks, and the dark eyes were soaked in shallow tears, so bright and moving.

Ning Sinian had forgotten to breathe, and thought repeatedly in his mind-he was shy, he didn't feel sick, he also felt to me.

Aware of this, he was finally redeemed like a victim climbing on the edge of a cliff, ecstatic and excited washing his heart over and over again. His tense nerves relaxed, his cold eyebrows melted, and deep and heavy love flowed from his eyes.

"Western proverb, Western proverb, Western proverb ..." He repeatedly called the boy's name, peckingly kissed his already swollen lips, and whispered, "Western proverb, baby, I Love you, I love you so much. Can you understand? Can you feel it? "

Zhou Yunsheng lay on his undulating chest and nodded invisibly.

The lingering sucking sound in the room ...

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The relationship with Ning Sinian is so natural, no matter what happens after the heroine appears, Zhou Yunsheng doesn't care. He lives only in the moment, and only treasures the moment.

A month later, the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts got the news that one of the five works sent to the competition has entered the final review and will be eligible for the highest award. An art event like this, when you touch a point, it looks like gold plating, let alone give your work to art masters from all over the world for evaluation. This is simply a supreme glory.

The notice not only printed the name of the person, but also attached a photo of the work, which was rumored to be seen by the students of the oil painting department.

"This is my work. Why is it signed as a brother?" Zhou Yunsheng was pale.

Everyone is silent. Professor Tang Weiming, the two mentors, looked at it with stern eyes. "This is obviously painted by Fu Xuan himself. I watched him finish it in one stroke. Why do you say it was your ? What evidence do you have? "

Tang Weiming certainly knows who painted this picture, but he has no choice but to be sorry for Wei Xiyan when he receives the benefits of Fu Xuan. The art world is not as pure and unpretentious as outsiders imagine. This is something Wei Xiyan should know sooner or later.

"Yeah, we shared a studio with Brother Fu Xuan, and watched his paintings with my own eyes." A few students' appropriation was obviously Fu Xuan's preparation.

Fu Xuan took back the notification letter and patted Zhou Yunsheng with a smile on his shoulder. "Master, speak with evidence, otherwise I can sue you for slander."

Zhou Yunsheng seemed to be scared by his threat, and his face was pale to transparent. He fixedly glanced at Tang Weiming, waited for the other person to look away awkwardly, and then looked at the students who gave false testimony.

Fu Xuan was relieved, knowing that an orphan would not be able to turn over the waves, and yelled and said that he would invite his classmates to dinner. Everyone cheered cheerfully and went to the school gate.

Zhou Yunsheng came to a quiet corner, rubbed his eyes, cleared his throat, and then started to make calls.

The phone with a thick nose scared Ning Sinian. He asked anxiously, "What's wrong with the baby? Did something happen? Don't be afraid, there is me. Tell me where you are, me Coming soon. "

Zhou Yunsheng murmured, "I'm at school, I'm uncomfortable now."

Ning Sinian calmed down and picked up the car. already was on the road when the call was hung up.

Zhou Yunsheng is not incapable of cooking Fu Xuan, but he is now a Weixi proverb. The world of Weixi proverb only has paintings, without these filth. So from the beginning, he planned to let Ningsin solve all the troubles for him. This is also what Nings owed to the Western proverb, and sooner or later he will have to pay it back. As for Ning Sinian's emotional changes, that was a pure accident.

Poor Fu Xuan had no idea what terrible characters he had provoked.