In the past, Ning Sinian would not go home until midnight, but now he packs his briefcase on time at 5:30.

Seeing that it was almost time, Qin Li hurriedly called the two children back. Zhou Yun Sheng found that as soon as he left, Zhao Jun had installed many cameras on the trees by the lake, and he had to sigh that the other party had no choice but to be a dog's leg.

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

Zhou Yun Sheng was surprised at first, but he got used to it after a long time. He just pursed his lips and nodded slightly without answering. You don't know how we're doing? Dead pervert.

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

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

After having supper to coax his son to sleep, Ning Sinian wanted to talk to Wei Xiyan for a while and cultivate a relationship, but found that the other party had already slipped away and locked the door.

Xiyan would never have been so afraid of himself if he hadn't been misled and had a bad attitude. Ning Sinian was irritably pulling his hair, feeling remorse in his heart, and wished he could swallow Zhao Xinfang alive. But Qian Yu was still valuable to him, so he had to hide it.

The teenager took out a picture book from the bookcase and laid it flat on the bed, while he crossed his legs, flipping through it and taking notes. Ning Sinian smiled and watched for a moment. Seeing that it was still early, he also turned on the computer to handle official business.

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

Ning Sinian crossed off the alarm clock and glanced at the screen quickly. The boy, whose work and rest time has always been accurate, is undressing, ready to take a hot bath and go to bed.

The white shirt slipped off the boy's shoulders. He turned around, revealing a beautifully shaped butterfly bone, a flexible waistline, and a raised hip... Ning Sinian glanced at it and quickly turned his eyes away, and began to fidgeting a little. He stood up, made a cup of coffee, and walked around the study twice, listening to the trickling sound of the boy's bath.

He felt more and more irritable, ripped open the top two buttons of his shirt, and finally walked back to the desk step by step with coffee, his eyes fixed on the screen. He has to admit that he looks forward to this moment almost every day. What's the difference between doing this and perverting? He berated himself in his heart, but he couldn't control himself.

He put down the coffee and lit a cigarette, trying to blur his vision with the smoke. But this move was obviously superfluous. The steam in the bathroom had already covered the camera, leaving only a silhouette similar to jade.

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

The sound of the water finally stopped, and his cigarette was finished. Because of too much concentration, 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, wearing only a loose white shirt that hung down to the bottom of his hips, covering the most intimate parts, but revealing his straight and slender legs. His feet are delicate and perfectly shaped, and he tucks his toes slightly when he steps on the wool carpet, which is very cute.

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

The last time, this is the last time, all the cameras will be removed tomorrow. Ning Sinian used to soothe himself, so he gave up the struggle completely and stared greedily with the coffee cup in his hands.

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

With shaking hands, he poured half a cup of coffee over his shirt and pants.

He immediately stood up and wiped it with a tissue, only to find a hard piece between his crotch. He froze, then cursed himself violently, pulling his hair hard. He knew that if he continued like this, he would go astray sooner or later, but he couldn't do anything about such a perverted self.

"Come in." He sat down with a sullen expression and a gloomy tone.

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

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

"What are you doing packing?" He saw the boy carrying a trolley downstairs and looking like he was about to travel, his expression changed immediately.

"Live on campus." Zhou Yun Sheng hid the box behind him, his expression a little nervous.

Ning Sinian coughed, and immediately put down a soft tone, "Then how often do you come back?"

"Come back after winter vacation."

winter vacation? That is to say, at least three or four months later. Ning Sinian's brain was buzzing, and he refuted sternly, "No, you are not allowed to live on campus." He had long forgotten his determination to distance himself from Wei Xiyan.

You're still addicted, right, dead pervert. Zhou Yun Sheng sneered to himself, but he had an expression of fear and grievance on his face, staring at Ning Sinian with watery peach blossom eyes.

The half of his body bathed in the boy's eyes was completely numb, and his ears were involuntarily burning red, but Ning Sinian's brows became colder 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 even forgot to eat three meals. You should stay at home, I will be in charge of picking up and dropping off every day, otherwise I will not worry about it.”

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

The temperament is really stubborn. Ning Sinian had no choice but to look at his son, "Baby, your uncle is going to school, and he won't come back to see you for three or four months. Will you miss him?"

Ning Wangshu finally realized the seriousness of the problem, immediately jumped out of the chair, and ran up to Zhou Yunsheng, two short hands tightly holding on to his trouser legs, with an expression like he was about to cry.

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

"If you don't want to go to school, go to the school to go through the day-study procedures." He said slowly.

"Okay, I'll go to help you with the day study later." Ning Sinian was finally satisfied, he took the opportunity to sit down beside the boy, hugged his son and kissed him happily, good son, he really gave his father a boost.

Zhao Xinfang, who was wearing an apron and pretending to cook porridge in the kitchen, heard the noise, and her face darkened. More than two months have passed, not only has Ning Wangshu started to return to normal, but even Ning Sinian's attitude towards Wei Xiyan has undergone earth-shaking changes. When Wei Xiyan first came, Ning Sinian regarded him as a transparent person, but now he is pampered like a sweetheart.

What the hell is going on here? Did he forget how Wei Xiyan treated Ning Wangshu? Or did he know the truth? No, if he knew, how could he serve Wang Ma with delicious food and take time to go to the hospital to take care of him every day? It must be two old people who insisted on protecting Wei Xiyan, and he had no choice. Now the relationship between the two is getting better and better. What should Wei Xiyan say about the incident at the door of the hotel while chatting?

No, we must drive out Wei Xiyan as soon as possible!

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

Wei Xiyan is a freshman at the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts. He didn't take the college entrance examination. It was Ning's father who asked a famous oil painter in country F to write a letter of introduction and specially recruited him.

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

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

As the male protagonist, Ning Sinian's appearance is naturally outstanding, not as impeccably handsome as Du Xulang, but full of masculinity. He was almost 190 cm tall, and his long legs were dangling in front of Zhou Yun Sheng, making him dizzy, and the thin shirt perfectly outlined his explosive muscle lines.

This man is the hormone that moves.

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

"Is it hot? You're blushing. It's still comfortable to live at home with air conditioning." The boy's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were shining. He could see Ning Sinian's mouth was dry. Leaning over, pinched the tip of his nose.

Zhou Yun Sheng lowered his eyelids and nodded, his 'shy' appearance made Ning Sinian feel unbearable.

Gathering the album and brushes in one place and packing them in a cardboard box, Ning Sinian held the cardboard box in one hand and the boy in the other, and walked slowly towards the parking lot.

"Xiyan, are you here to report?"

Ning Sinian opened the trunk to put things away, Zhou Yun Sheng heard the shouting, looked at the person who came, and his eyes instantly burst into a wicked smile. He knew this man, it was Wei Xiyan's senior brother Fu Xuan. Wei Xiyan had a chance to cheer up after leaving the Ning family, but was ruined by this person. He copied Wei Xiyan's paintings and took them to participate in the International Oil Painting Awards, and finally won the special prize, becoming famous in one fell swoop.

This incident was the last straw that broke Wei Xiyan.

Zhou Yun Sheng squinted his eyes, walked up to meet him, and respectfully called Senior Brother. Fu Xuan knew that he was going to study, and he took him to instruct him carefully. It was nothing more than whether the works that participated in the grand prize were completed. If there was any dissatisfaction, he could show it to him, and he helped him to give some opinions.

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded one by one and did not speak. Fu Xuan saw a man parked on the side of the road in the distance, staring at him while smoking a cigarette, his eyes were mixed with cruelty, he was a little scared, and had to find an excuse to leave first.

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

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

Ning Si's full-bodied sour water evaporated, but he still mumbled, "There are so many words."

Zhou Yun Sheng was choked by the smell of smoke from the car, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Exit the smoke."

Ning Sinian immediately snuffed out the cigarette, then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.This skilled and natural reaction surprised both of them for a moment.

Zhou Yun Sheng stared at him for a while, trying his best to find a trace of familiarity on his handsome face, but in vain.On the way back, the two fell into a strange silence.