The coffee cup slammed hard against the office door, wiping the head of the department in the face, making a loud bang, and the shattered porcelain slashed traces on the expensive furniture. The person in charge was dumbfounded. It took dozens of seconds before he slowly raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked in a trembling voice, "Old, boss, is there something wrong with the plan?" Even if there is a problem, it shouldn't be so big The fire, as if someone killed his whole family.

Ning Sinian stared at the computer screen, her face ashen, her chest heaving, clearly in the midst of rage.

He gave the person in charge a cold look and waved his hand. The person in charge trotted out of the office as if in amnesty.

On the computer screen, the boy was brushing his teeth. This was the fifth time, and the foam he spit out had obvious bloodstains. And Ning Sinian also tasted a tinge of blood on the tip of his tongue, and he could not wait to swallow Zhao Xinfang alive.

But not yet. He just cast a bait on Qian Yu, who was already on his way to Ning's house. He was going to call Zhao Jun and ask him to stop the boy. If he brushed it again, his gums would probably rot, but when he picked up the phone, he saw his sleepy son wearing a pair of big slippers and walking to the boy's side.

"Uncle, shall we go to paint?" He tugged at the boy's trousers.

Even though it was extremely uncomfortable, the boy quickly sorted out his emotions, spit out foam to dry the corners of his mouth, and took his son to the studio as if nothing had happened. He was obviously absent-minded, standing in front of the drawing board for a long time without writing.

Ning Sinian stared at him, until her eyes became dry and red, and then she closed her eyes fiercely, squeezing a few hideous words between her teeth - Zhao, Xin, Fang, how dare you!

Due to the pressure of the employer, Qian Yu desperately wanted to get the bidding document. As soon as he stepped into the Ning residence, he was pushed into the study room by force. Then the door slammed shut, and a warm body covered him.

Qian Yu was just stunned for a moment, then turned back to the customer, and kneaded the other party to his heart's content. After a hearty fight on the sofa, Xinfang Zhao wanted to take Qian Yu to the desk for another round, but was rejected.

"Why are you so thirsty? Ning Sinian didn't feed you? You can't do it any more. If you drag on for a long time, you might be caught."

"He hasn't had my room for months. Is he out there? Who is it?"

"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 children. Why don't you just marry a nanny?"

"Can the nanny be prettier than you? Can she have a better figure than you? Can she be more rude than you?"

The two talked and kissed again, and they finally separated. Qian Yu skillfully turned on the computer and entered the password while sorting his clothes and trousers, and retrieved a copy of the confidential document.

"After finishing this order, I will go abroad to avoid the limelight. You can help me keep an eye on Ning Sinian and call me if there is any news. When I develop in the future, I will have your benefits." After putting away the USB, Qian Yu pinched it. Pinching Xinfang Zhao's plump breasts, he left in a hurry.

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

There are major errors in the documents Qian Yu copied. If he sells it to another company, the company will face losses of billions. Ning Sinian just needs to wait for the downfall to divide up the profits. He forced himself to continue to handle official business, but he couldn't sit still no matter what, and called out the surveillance every few minutes to see the state of the boy.

Finally, it was half past five, and he immediately packed up his papers and went home.

Qin Li brought Ning Wangshu to feed the ducks by the lake, but the boy was not there. Ning Sinian said hello and hurried into the house.

"What are you doing?" His tone was very stern, and if he listened carefully, he could even detect a few tremors.

Zhou Yun Sheng paused for a while, then continued to pack his luggage. According to Wei Xiyan's character, he would definitely not dare to tell Ning Sinian when this happened, let alone continue to live in Ning's house. But Zhou Yun Sheng was just pretending. He always had to put some pressure on Ning Sinian to deal with the woman as soon as possible.

Having said that, Ning Sinian is actually very useful, Zhou Yun Sheng can help him get everything done with just a blink of an eye and a flat mouth.

"Stop for me, do you hear me!" Ning Sinian irritably patted off the clothes in the boy's hand, and when he saw his round eyes, he seemed to be frightened, and quickly hugged him and apologized, "I'm sorry, Xiyan, I didn't mean to. Yes. I just don't want you to leave. Tell me what happened today."

Zhou Yun Sheng shook his head slightly and said nothing.

Ning Sinian didn't dare to force him, his heart felt as uncomfortable as it was being fried in an oil pan. Thinking of Zhao Xinfang's compulsive kiss, his eyes gradually filled with scarlet bloodshots.

Why? Why can he only hide in a dark corner and watch the boy silently, while others can approach him unscrupulously, and even forcibly take his lips regardless of his wishes? Why?

The anger suppressed in his heart burned his reason. He pinched the boy's chin and wiped his thin lips with his fingertips, repeatedly.

Zhou Yunsheng was in pain, and just wanted to turn his head to avoid him, but saw the man bent over and kissed him indiscriminately, his tongue pressed against his teeth and penetrated deep into his throat, as if he wanted to devour him alive with fierce force.

The saliva flowed down the lips of the two who were tossing and turning, pulling out a silver thread.

After a long, long time, Zhou Yunsheng could hardly breathe, and Ning Sinian didn't want to end it, but he didn't move away, his lips pressed against his lips, his fingers clasped his chin, and his eyes stared straight into the bottom of the boy's eyes, dumbfounded. "Tell me how you feel right now, eh?"

I want to fuck you! Zhou Yun Sheng's eyes flickered and he remained silent.

"Tell me, hurry up." The strength of Ning Sinian's fingertips gradually tightened, leaving a few bruises on the boy's white jaw.

Zhou Yun Sheng was in pain, and said timidly and slowly, "I'm afraid." I'm afraid you can't do it, you're a pervert.

The man leaned to the extreme, his scorching breath exuding a strong smell of male hormones, almost stunned Zhou Yun Sheng's mind. He likes a strong man like Ning Sinian, who is excited by his strong possessiveness and wild movements. And the kiss was awesome, it completely washed away the nausea left by Xinfang Zhao. He just wanted to hug Ning Sinian and say thank you.

Ning Sinian was panting, his voice hoarse, "What else do you feel besides being afraid?"

Zhou Yun Sheng lowered his eyelids, his cheeks slowly rose to two blushing spots, his pitch-black eyes were soaked in shallow tears, and he looked so translucent and moving.

Ning Sinian forgot to even breathe when he saw it, and a thought reverberated in his mind - he was shy, so he didn't feel disgusting, he also felt for me.

Realizing this, he was like a victim clinging to the edge of a cliff, finally being redeemed, ecstasy and excitement washed over his defenses over and over again. His tense nerves relaxed, his cold eyebrows melted, and deep and heavy love flowed from his eyes.

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

Zhou Yun Sheng lay on his chest, which heaved violently, and nodded invisibly.

There was a lingering sound of inhalation in the room...

The relationship with Ning Sinian just came naturally. No matter what happens after the heroine appears, Zhou Yun Sheng doesn't care. He only lives in the moment, only cherishes the moment.

A month later, the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts received news that one of the five works sent to the competition this year has entered the final review and will be eligible to compete for the highest award. An art event like this is like being plated with gold when you touch it, not to mention sending your own works to art masters from all over the world for evaluation. This is simply a supreme honor.

The notification letter not only printed the name of the person, but also attached a photo of the work, which was widely read by students in the oil painting department.

"This is my work, why is it signed as Senior Brother?" Zhou Yun Sheng's face paled.

Everyone was silent, and their common mentor, Professor Tang Weiming, looked at him with a stern look, "This is obviously drawn by Fu Xuan himself, I watched him finish it in strokes, why do you say it's yours? You have What evidence?"

Tang Weiming certainly knew who painted this painting, but he could only feel sorry for Wei Xiyan when he accepted Fu Xuan's favor. The art world is not as pure and simple as outsiders imagine, which Wei Xiyan will know sooner or later.

"Yeah, we share a studio with Senior Brother Fu Xuan, and watch him draw with our own eyes." Several classmates echoed, apparently Fu Xuan had arranged it beforehand.

Fu Xuan took back the notification letter, patted Zhou Yunsheng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Junior brother, you must speak with evidence, or I can sue you for slander."

Zhou Yun Sheng seemed to be frightened by his threat, his face was pale to the point of transparency. He fixedly glanced at Tang Weiming, waited for the other side to look away embarrassedly, and then looked at the classmates who gave false testimony, and finally walked away step by step.

Fu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he, an orphan, would definitely not be able to get through the waves, so he shouted that he wanted to invite his classmates to dinner. Everyone cheered happily and walked to the school gate slapsticking.

Zhou Yun Sheng came to a secluded corner, rubbed his eyes, cleared his throat, and then started to make a call.

Ning Sinian was startled by the nasal phone call. He anxiously asked, "What's wrong baby? Did something happen? Don't be afraid, there is me. Tell me where you are, and I'll come right away. ."

Zhou Yun Sheng said in a hoarse voice, "I'm at school, I'm feeling very uncomfortable right now."

Ning Sinian went downstairs to get the car while comforting her, and was already on her way when she hung up the phone.

It's not that Zhou Yunsheng is incapable of taking care of Fu Xuan, but he is Wei Xiyan now, and Wei Xiyan's world only has paintings, and there is no such filth. So from the beginning, he planned to let Ning Sinian solve all the troubles for him. This is also what Ning Sinian owes Wei Xiyan, and it will be paid back one day sooner or later. As for Ning Sinian's emotional changes, it was purely an accident.

Poor Fu Xuan had no idea what kind of terrifying person he had provoked.