I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

"I just drank so much tea, why didn't I eat something to fill my stomach?" Xie Jiu knew who it was by smelling it.

"It's just tea, it's still Uncle Ninth who cares for me. Otherwise, there are so many tables, drinking and drinking all the way, I'm afraid I will lie down today. It's Uncle Ninth, are you uncomfortable?" An Yinong, who came out, pressed his hand to the lower abdomen that Xie Jiu had pressed before, "Is it a stomach discomfort?"

An Yinong's body temperature may be a little higher than Xie Jiu's, his hand was on Xie Jiu's lower abdomen, warm. But this is a public area, people come and go, if anyone sees it, there will inevitably be gossip.

Xie Jiu doesn't care, it's not very good to influence An Yinong.

“I brought painkillers,” he said.

"Painkillers are just pain relief, you should really take care of your stomach."

"Cough." Grandpa He didn't know when he appeared here. He didn't seem to see the two people who were frozen there. He said to himself, "When people are old, they are useless. Getting lost in the bathroom."

After speaking, she turned back and quickly disappeared from the sight of An Yinong and Xie Jiu.

"Mr. He..."

Xie Jiu looked at An Yinong, but An Yinong just smiled and kissed him, stood up and ran towards Grandpa He: "Grandpa, where are you going? I'll take you there ."

There is only Xie Jiu left in the small living room again, Xie Jiu's fingertips rubbed his lips: Does this mean you agree?

"Grandpa." An Yinong supported Grandpa He, and the sweetness of his voice rose.

Grandpa He glanced at him and lowered his voice: "your father made a lot of noise back then, I thought he was the most troublesome one among the children and grandchildren, but he turned out to be blue. bad."

"I know grandpa loves me the most." At this time, he pretended to be stupid.

"Grandpa is old and can't handle it anymore."

The parents in the family acquiesce that this matter is half done, but An Yinong is still curious, why the most old-fashioned Grandpa He in the family has no objection?

"Because your wings are hard?" Xie Jiu, who was wearing casual home clothes, leaned on the sofa to correct the dialogue on the sketch. He answered him with the words of An Yinong blocking He Sanjie.

"It doesn't matter, grandpa doesn't value this."

The assistant is not here now, his workload is a bit heavy, so the text correction work is handed over to Xie Jiu.

Xie Jiu knew that An Yinong's writing often missed or made typos, but looking at the pencil writing in his hand, he couldn't help but rejoice: the font is so beautiful, and it has an elitist atmosphere, but the words But it is always missing, there is a wonderful sense of contrast.

He read the conversation again before wiping off the pencil marks and leaving his own handwriting with the pen he carried with him. An Yinong's calligraphy is standard regular script, with a calm atmosphere, while Xie Jiu's calligraphy is sharp-edged, and the two are very harmonious together.

Xie Jiu corrected one by one, and the time passed by every minute and second. Finally, all the first drafts at hand had been revised. He raised his head and was about to replace the next batch of drawings, but saw An Yinong was lying on the table and seemed to be asleep.

An Yinong was indeed asleep, he got up early, and there were a lot of things to do today. He just finished the last drawing and wanted to relax and close his eyes to rest. As a result, his spirit relaxed and his body was together Relaxed - fell asleep.

"Are you tired?" Xie Jiu's fingers combed through the soft and smooth black hair, as if touching a satin. He carried the person onto the bed and leaned over to take a closer look.

His boy was already a youth before he knew it, wearing a fitted dress with cufflinks he personally selected on the cuffs of his shirt.

"Great performance today." He kissed the back of his hand, careful and reverent, "Thank you for choosing me."

"Is there a reward?" The young man on the bed opened his eyes, wrapped a hand around Xie Jiu's neck, tightened it, and breathed softly on his neck, "Uncle Jiu, I did such a good job , shouldn't you say something?"

"A Tong." Xie Jiu's voice became hoarse and her breathing became disordered.

"Ninth Uncle, you are so cute, did I ever say that I never fell in love with you for a long time, but fell in love at first sight. In addition, today's Uncle Nine The Tang suit is also very beautiful, with a thin waist and long legs, I like it very much."

An Yinong said, pressing his favorite ninth uncle under him.

Xie Jiu only felt a small flame in his body, his reason became shorter and shorter, his muscles tightened, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Only the body likes it?"

"Face too."

"There's more." Xie Jiu reached out and unbuttoned his own button and took off the wrench on his fingers.

"I like the soul inside. How much I like it, like I like myself..."

An Yinong's words were as warm and frank as ever, Xie Jiu couldn't refuse to be attracted.

And Xie Jiu is not good at speaking his heart as always. He can only use practical actions to describe his love - even together, he must give priority to pleasing his lover's love.

Feeling Xie Jiu's tense arms, An Yinong's eyes were wet, his chest heaved, and he spoke intermittently: "You can be more presumptuous, this is the privilege I give you."

Xie Jiu narrowed his eyes, he kissed his fingertips, and his voice was hoarse: "Yes."

The black Tang suit was layered with the navy blue suit, and the emerald fingers rolled to the ground between the sheets and shattered in half, but no one paid attention.

Xie Jiu likes every part of him, like the redness of the corners of his eyes, the cute lip beads on his lips, especially the pink earlobes with a small ear hole.

"I'm glad to be liked by you, Yi Nong."

An Yinong opened his eyes slightly, he saw a pair of dark red eyes with tenderness and persistence: "You found me again."

An Yinong wanted to ask something, but wave after wave, he didn't know when he fell asleep, only that when he woke up the next day, he was so tired that even a finger Don't want to lift up, and the sun outside is about to go down.

The room was clean and had no other smell, and the desk was also clean. Xie Jiu moved the stool and sat beside his bed, not knowing how long she had watched him.

Ann: … (winks)

"The editor came to pick up the manuscript, and I already gave it to her." Xie Jiu pretended to pick up the book.

An Yinong looked up at him, quietly admired the beauty for a while, and asked, "Can I ask?"

"I can't say, but I will always be with you." Xie Jiu tightened his fingers holding the book, and glanced at An Yinong, "Sorry."

"If you don't tell me, I won't ask." He got up a little, kissed him, and tucked his head into the thin quilt, "I'm going to sleep a little longer."

Xie Jiu touched the kissed cheek and put down the book: "I'll go downstairs and cook a bowl of noodles for you."

"No noodles, small wontons." A muffled voice came from the quilt.

"Good."

Small wontons like a fairy dress, sprinkled with green chopped green onions and golden shredded eggs, as well as pink and transparent shrimp, An Yinong eats it without raising his head.

Xie Jiu watched him eat bite by bite, he didn't know how satisfied he was now. He only knew that his barren and lifeless world was now painted with colors.

"Want to eat?" An Yinong held up a spoon, and inside the spoon was a small pink cloud, "Ah."

"Hahahahaha." An Yinong scooped up the last small wonton while smiling, "Are you too nervous to treat sugar as salt?"

Xie Jiu wanted An Yinong not to eat it, but he ate the last one. An Yinong has always been very picky about food. It can be simple, but it must be done well, but he ate all the small wontons that were not cooked with a smile.

Speaking inappropriately, Xie Jiu felt that he was the one who was unprincipled by him.

This wonderful feeling made him a little overwhelmed, wanted to hug him, but worried about hurting him, and finally Xie Jiu just said: "This is the last time." craftsmanship.

Editor Qian called in the evening, and she was so excited that she seemed to be able to cross the phone line: "The new comics are really good! Our female colleagues in the editorial department are eager to see them. Even with a broken horn, the white dragon is still very handsome and majestic."

"Yes, he has always been handsome and imposing." An Yinong said with a smile.

"I feel that the feelings of this comic are more sincere and moving. Are you in love, Mr. Gu Pan?"

An Yinong smiled: "Is it so obvious? Of course I also met my dragon."

Editor Qian was a little surprised, but immediately congratulated him: "Congratulations, you must be a very good lady."

He doesn't know anything about modesty: "He's really good."

Before hanging up, Editor Qian said that he had seen him in the newspaper, very handsome.

"The port city is so big, it is normal for the third generation of the He family to have a newspaper at the adult banquet." An Yinong flipped the page lightly. Now that he has been admitted to the university, his identity has been exposed. It doesn't matter.

As long as the two vests are not exposed, there is no problem.

In fact, editor Qian is still too young, not only in newspapers, but even on TV stations. Mainly for Grandpa He, who also appeared for a few seconds as the protagonist of the birthday party.

However, An Yinong, who was specially taken care of that day, was really very charming, attracting a lot of people in just a few seconds. Later, it was revealed in the newspaper that he was the initiator of the student aid fund and the mobile hospital, and more people thought that he had a good family background, good looks and kindness, and had a good first impression of him.

So, it is no surprise that An Yinong was blocked when he returned to school to get his diploma.

To tell the truth, he has been in this school for several years, many people come to see him secretly, and many love letters are sent. It is the first time in his life that he has been surrounded.

His bodyguards also stopped some crazy students, but there are too many people.

The two Zhang Wei, who were standing next to him, were washed away by the crowd in a blink of an eye. While waving at An Yinong, they were squeezed further away, making people laugh and cry.

In the end, An Yinong hid in the boys' toilet. He was still in shock: "Fortunately, they didn't know it before, it's too exaggerated."

"It's not an exaggeration at all, do you know the He family? How many people want to join the company of the He family, but the third generation of their family is in our school? You're hiding too tightly. "Zhang Wei was out of breath.

"I said why Ms. Li Yufeng is so good at donating buildings to our school, and solved a mystery that has troubled me for a long time. Ah, but speaking of it, your mother's daily attire is completely different from the drama photos, I will accompany me My grandma watches the show every day, but she doesn't even recognize it." Zhao Gang said.

Zhang Wei was finally relieved, he turned on the faucet and flushed his face, looked up and saw An Yinong's handsome face in the mirror with messy hairstyles, he couldn't help but feel a little sour: "Two years ago, he was more handsome than me. He's half a head shorter, he's taller than me now, tall and handsome, if you like any girl, you can get an appointment as long as you speak."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, I have a crush, and I am wholehearted."

"Huh?" These words interested Zhang Wei and the two, "When did it happen? I haven't heard of you on weekdays."

"Of course you don't know, in short, I have a partner."

While they were talking, the toilet door was knocked twice, and then pushed open again. A man with wide shoulders, narrow waist and slender legs appeared at the door. He ignored Zhang Wei and both of them and looked at them. Xiang An Yinong: "I happened to be passing by and I'm here to pick you up."

An Yinong and Zhang Wei said hello and left with the man, Zhang Wei touched his chin: "It looks familiar, I seem to have seen it... Oh! I remember it, yes That! It was the man who helped Tiantong when we went to the cinema together to watch a movie!

"I would say, it's rare to see someone so imposing in a Tang suit."

In the end, Zhao Gang frowned and looked out the door, but did not respond for a long time.

"Hey, Gang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Gang came back to his senses: "I think there is something wrong with the way that man looks at Tiantong. I can't tell, it doesn't look like he is looking at a friend."

An Yinong and Xie Jiu have reached the secluded path here, and their bodyguards are not far behind.

"I saw it in today's magazine. The new comic is called "Fenglong"."

"Hmm."

"The previous "Mister", and the name Gu Pan..."

"And Superstar, right, General Manager?"

Xie Jiu stopped, An Yinong looked at him with a smile: "Are you still jealous?"

Who the **** is that guy, he still cares about 'Mister' teaching him swordsmanship, and he has to come specially to be his equestrian teacher for a birthday present.

"They are all me, but I am not only them. So," Xie Jiu looked at An Yinong, "still jealous."

The author has something to say:

Xie Jiu: Still jealous. (Unreasonable and strong)