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Get pleasure.

After carefully collecting Ning Wangshu's first work, Zhou Yunsheng took a pencil and sketchbook and took him outside to sketch.

The studio was empty, and no one had been seen for a long time. Ning Sinian felt empty in his heart, and quickly called up the surveillance video from other directions, but there was no trace of the two of them. He was a little anxious, and immediately threw away his cigar and called Zhao Jun.

"They were sketching by the lake, which is a public green belt. I didn't install a camera. If you want to see it, you can only adjust the community surveillance. Boss, with all due respect, Mr. Wei is in good spirits and has a good personality. He won't look at each other.

It's not good." Zhao Jun stood not far away from the two of them, observing the surrounding environment while answering the phone.

"Cameras are installed in places where Xi Yan likes to go. I have to see what they are doing anytime and anywhere." Ning Sinian's tone was a little anxious, and he paused for a few seconds before adding, "I don't doubt Xi Yan. He is very good.

,I know."

Ning Sinian also knew that this was a perverted practice of secretly monitoring a person through the screen and describing his every move, smile and every move, but he couldn't stop it and he felt powerless about it.

Zhao Jun was silent for a moment before agreeing, and then hung up the phone. After a second, the phone rang again, and the caller ID still said BOSS.

"Boss, what else can I do?"

"I remember that there is a surveillance camera in your room. Can you see Xi Yan's actions?"

"Yes, what's the problem? Do you want me to keep an eye on you at all times?"

"No, tear it down immediately. No more monitoring of Xiyan is allowed in the future," after a moment of silence, Ning Sinian added sternly, "No monitoring is allowed either."

"Yes, I understand." Zhao Jun hung up the phone and secretly lamented that his boss's thoughts were becoming increasingly elusive.

Chapter 18 Slap Black Heart Lotus in the Face

In the past, Ning Si would not go home before midnight, but now he packs his briefcase on time at half past five.

Seeing that it was almost time, Qin Li also quickly called the two children back. Zhou Yun Sheng found that as soon as he left, Zhao Jun installed many cameras on the trees by the lake, and had to lament that the other party was a bitch.

"How was your day?" Ning Sinian sent Qin Li away and kissed his son on the forehead after returning to the house. Then he held the boy's cheek very naturally and kissed him as well, as if they were born to be so close.

Zhou Yun Sheng was surprised at first, but he got used to it as time went by. He just pursed his lips and nodded slightly without answering. You don't know how we are doing? You are so perverted.

Zhao Xinfang heard the sound and went downstairs, and took Ning Sinian's suit jacket and briefcase attentively. The two hugged each other's waists and smiled and whispered, like a loving couple.

Except for Ning Wangshu, everyone in this family is an actor.

After dinner and putting his son to sleep, Ning Sinian wanted to talk to Wei Xiyan for a while and cultivate feelings, but he found that the other party had already left and locked the door.

If he hadn't been misled and had a bad attitude, Xi Yan would never be so afraid of him. Ning Sinian pulled his hair irritably, feeling regretful and wishing to eat Zhao Xinfang alive. But Qian Yu was still valuable to him.

He had to lead without speaking.

The young man took down a picture album from the bookcase and laid it flat on the bed. He crossed his legs and took notes while reading. Ning Sinian smiled and stared at it for a moment. Seeing that it was still early, he turned on the computer to handle official business.

Unknowingly, it was half past ten, and the phone made a faint beeping sound, reminding Ning Sinian who was busy.

Ning Sinian crossed off the alarm clock and quickly glanced at the screen. The boy who always had a precise schedule was undressing, preparing to take a hot bath and go to bed.

The white shirt slipped off the young man's shoulders. He turned around, revealing his graceful butterfly bones, flexible waistline, and perky hips... Ning Sinian only glanced at it and quickly averted his gaze, starting to feel restless. He stood up and took a dip.

With a cup of coffee, I walked around the study room twice and listened to the trickling water of the young man taking a bath.

Feeling more and more irritated, he opened the top two buttons of his shirt, and finally walked back to the desk step by step with coffee in hand, eyes fixed on the screen. He had to admit that he was looking forward to this moment almost every day. Such an approach

What's the difference between it and a pervert? He scolded himself in his heart, but couldn't control himself.

He put down his coffee, took out a cigarette and lit it, trying to blur his vision with the smoke. But this move was obviously unnecessary. The steaming water vapor in the bathroom had already covered the camera, leaving only a jade-colored line.

silhouette.

So Ning Sinian began to feel dissatisfied again and cursed secretly.

The sound of water finally stopped and he finished smoking. Because he was so focused, the burned out cigarette butt almost burned his fingertips. He cursed one after another and slammed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

The bathroom door opened, and the boy came out with wet hair. He was only wearing a loose white shirt, which hung down to his hips, covering the most private parts, but revealing his straight and slender legs. His feet were very

Exquisite, the shape is perfect, and it slightly curls its toes when stepping on the wool carpet, which is so cute.

Because he has been in the studio for many years, his skin is very white, and even light blue blood vessels can be seen through the thin skin. This makes him appear softer and more fragile.

The last time, this is the last time, all the cameras will be removed tomorrow. Ning Sinian habitually comforted himself, so he gave up the struggle completely, holding the coffee cup and staring greedily.

A crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded, it was Zhao Jun.

He shook his hands and poured half a cup of coffee onto his shirt and pants.

t! He immediately stood up and wiped it with a tissue, only to find a hard spot on his crotch. Shit! He was stunned, then cursed himself hard and pulled his hair hard. He knew that sooner or later he would go astray if he continued like this, but he was so worried

The perverted self is powerless.

"Come in." He sat down with a slumped expression and a depressed tone.

During his panic moment, the boy on the screen quickly raised the corners of his lips and murmured silently - Good night, you pervert.

The two-month summer vacation passed quickly. Ning Sinian was struggling every day and felt exhausted. Maybe I should find a way to stay away from Wei Xiyan, he told himself, but he slapped himself hard in the face not long after.

.

"What are you packing for?" When he saw the young man carrying a trolley case downstairs, looking like he was preparing for a long trip, his expression immediately changed.

"Live on campus." Zhou Yun Sheng hid the box behind him, looking a little embarrassed.

Ning Sinian coughed and immediately softened his tone, "Then how often will you come back?"

"I'll be back after winter vacation."

Winter vacation? That means he won't come back until at least three or four months later. Ning Sinian's mind was buzzing and he sternly retorted, "No, you're not allowed to live on campus." He had long forgotten his determination to alienate Wei Xiyan.

You're addicted to it, aren't you? You're such a pervert. Zhou Yun Sheng sneered secretly, but with an expression of fear and aggrievement on his face, he stared at Ning Sinian with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes.

The half of the body that was bathed in the young man's gaze was completely numb, and the roots of his ears were involuntarily burning red. However, Ning Sinian's eyebrows became more and more serious, and he said firmly, "No, your ability to take care of yourself is too poor. You stop painting as soon as you start."

If you don’t come down, you’ll even forget to eat three meals a day. You should stay at home and I’ll be responsible for picking you up and dropping you off every day, otherwise I won’t worry.”

Zhou Yun Sheng sat in the farthest corner from him, staring at the breakfast placed in front of him without saying a word.

He was really stubborn. Ning Sinian had no choice but to look at his son, "Baby, your brother-in-law is going to school and won't come back to see you for three or four months. Do you miss him?"

Ning Wangshu finally realized the seriousness of the problem, immediately jumped off the chair, and ran to Zhou Yun Sheng, holding on to his trouser legs with his two short hands, looking as if he was about to cry.

What a pervert, even taking advantage of his own son. Zhou Yun Sheng almost wanted to wipe his face, but finally held back.

"If you don't live on campus, you have to go to school to apply for day study." He said slowly.

"Okay, I'll help you with day schooling later." Ning Sinian was finally satisfied. He took the opportunity to sit next to the boy, picked up his son and kissed him happily. What a good son, you really give your father credit.

Zhao Xinfang, who was wearing an apron and pretending to make porridge in the kitchen, heard the noise and his face darkened. More than two months later, not only did Ning Wangshu begin to return to normal, but Ning Sinian's attitude towards Wei Xiyan also changed drastically.

.When Wei Xiyan first came here, Ning Sinian regarded him as a transparent person, but now he dotes on him like a beloved one.

What on earth is going on? Has he forgotten how Wei Xiyan treated Ning Wangshu? Or does he know the truth? No, if he knew where he could feed Wang Ma with good food and drink, he would still

Taking time out to go to the hospital to take care of him every day? It must be the two old guys who insist on protecting Wei Xiyan, and he can't help it. The relationship between the two is getting better and better now. If Wei Xiyan would leave the door of the hotel in front of the hotel when they were chatting.

What should I do if the matter is revealed?

No, Wei Xiyan must be driven away as soon as possible!

Zhao Xinfang rolled his eyes and thought of a brilliant idea.

Wei Xiyan was a freshman at the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts. He did not take the college entrance examination. Ning's father asked a famous oil painter from country F to write a letter of introduction and was specially recruited.

Ning Sinian asked his assistant to go through the day study procedures, while he went to the dormitory to help Wei Xiyan pack his things.

"I'll take it, you sit down." He took off his suit jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and stacked several huge picture albums, preparing to move them away together.

As the male protagonist, Ning Sinian's appearance is naturally outstanding. He is not as impeccably handsome as Du Xulang, but full of masculine elegance. He is nearly 190 centimeters tall, with a pair of long legs dangling in front of Zhou Yun Sheng.

Go, it made him dizzy, and the thin shirt vividly outlined his explosive muscle lines.

This man is a mobile hormone.

Zhou Yun Sheng realized this very clearly and had to look elsewhere.

"Is it hot? I see your face is red. It's still more comfortable to live at home with air conditioning." The young man's cheeks were red and his eyes were gleaming, which made Ning Sinian's mouth go dry.

He leaned over and pinched the tip of his nose.

Zhou Yun Sheng lowered his eyelids and nodded, his "shy" look making Ning Sinian feel itchy.

The album and brushes were gathered together and packed in a cardboard box. Ning Sinian held the cardboard box in one hand and held the boy in the other, walking slowly towards the parking lot.

"Xi Yan, are you here to report?"

Ning Sinian opened the trunk to put things in. Zhou Yun Sheng heard the shouting and looked towards the person. A sinister smile instantly appeared in his eyes. He knew this person. He was Wei Xiyan's senior brother Fu Xuan. Wei Xiyan was leaving Ning's house

Later, he originally had a chance to cheer up, but it was ruined by this man. He plagiarized Wei Xiyan's paintings and submitted them to the International Oil Painting Awards. In the end, he won the special prize and became famous in one fell swoop.

This incident was the last straw for Wei Xiyan.

Zhou Yun Sheng narrowed his eyes, walked up to meet him, and called him "Senior Brother" respectfully. Fu Xuan knew that he was going to be a day student, so he took him and gave him detailed instructions. It was nothing more than whether the work for the Grand Prize was completed and whether he was dissatisfied with it.

You can show it to him and he can help make some suggestions.

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded one by one and said nothing. Fu Xuan saw a man parked on the roadside in the distance, smoking and staring at him with a sinister look in his eyes. He felt a little scared and had to find an excuse to go ahead.

leave.

"Who is he?" Ning Sinian asked in a stern tone after waiting for others to get on the bus.

"Senior brother." Zhou Yun Sheng blinked his watery peach blossom eyes and looked over.

The sour water in Ning Sinian's mouth evaporated completely, but he still muttered, "You talk a lot."

Zhou Yun Sheng was choked by the smell of cigarette smoke. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Put out the cigarette."

Ning Sinian immediately put out his cigarette, then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. This skilled and natural reaction stunned both of them.
Chapter completed!