A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and Xinming's latest animation has been released online.

Because of prior promotion, these animations and comics immediately received strong support from fans upon release.

At the same time, Yin Chengjue announced on the official website that Xinming will create a full audio-visual website that can accommodate original novels, fan fiction, original comics, fan comics, original radio dramas, fan radio dramas, etc.

Because the website covers a wide range of content, it requires more advanced program configuration and regular maintenance. Therefore, Xinming will be expanding its recruitment again soon.

A corresponding contract needs to be drafted for this website project.

Tiered contracts are one way for companies to select and retain the best ones.

Both editorial contracts and author contracts need to be clearly defined.

To finalize these plans, Yin Chengjue spent a whole week at the new company before he could barely complete them.

So, all things considered, Yin Chengjue hadn't been home for half a month.

If it weren't for the advanced technology we have now, which allows for video chats, and the fact that Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu have video chats every night for work, Rong Yu would have thought that Yin Chengjue was having an affair.

"Brother, can you come back tonight?" Rong Yu leaned against the headboard, holding a script in one hand and a pen in the other. However, instead of quietly reading the script, he rolled it up and used the pen tip to tap his chin intermittently.

"The materials are finished, but they still need to be organized, otherwise it will be too messy and hard to find later." Yin Chengjue placed his phone, which was playing a video call, on the stand next to the computer, so that the camera was pointing directly at his face.

Rong Yu stared at it for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Brother, I've noticed that you look pretty cool with your stubble and unkempt appearance. Don't bother trimming it when you come back; I want to rub against your stubble."

Yin Chengjue looked at him: "You seem pretty free? Don't you need to memorize your script anymore? In that case, why don't you just come to my company tonight?"

Rong Yu's eyes lit up: "Is that okay?"

Yin Chengjue raised an eyebrow: "When did I say it wasn't allowed?"

Rong Yu immediately changed from leaning to sitting: "I thought you didn't want others to see me at your new company."

Upon hearing this, Yin Chengjue thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "I really don't want you to be here during the day."

Rong Yu's expression froze instantly.

Yin Chengjue continued, "Because many of our employees are your fans, I'm afraid that if you come here, you'll be devoured by them before you even enter my office. By the time you get to me, there won't even be any bones left. I'm afraid I'll have to cut you out of their stomachs, carefully piece together the flesh bit by bit, stuff the bones back in, sew up the skin stitch by stitch, and then refill the blood."

Rong Yu: "..." Should I thank you for your persistence, or thank me for my strong vitality?

Thirty minutes later, Rong Yu pushed open the door to Yin Chengjue's office, only to find that no one was at the desk and the computer was already turned off.

Rong Yu touched the computer case; it was warm, indicating it had just been shut down.

Rong Yu had seen Yin Chengjue's office connected to a bedroom during a previous live stream, so he opened the bedroom door with practiced ease.

The bedroom was predominantly blue. There was a recessed area on the wall near the door where some frequently used items were placed. Yin Chengjue's suit jacket and tie were hanging on the back of the door. Rong Yu reached out and picked up one side of the jacket, sniffed it, and found that the jacket was still warm and had Yin Chengjue's unique dry scent inside.

Rong Yu took off her shoes and put on the slippers that were already placed on the mat, taking off her clothes as she walked.

The air conditioner was on in the bedroom, and the temperature was just right. There was light in the bathroom inside. Rong Yu looked into the room through the frosted glass that was covered in steam. Although he couldn't see very clearly, his mind had already formed the image.

Rong Yu licked her lips, turned the bathroom doorknob, and threw away the last shirt she had taken off.

The bathroom was shrouded in a hazy, misty light.

There was no one under the showerhead, only a puddle of water. Instead, a strong arm was draped over the edge of the pure white bathtub.

"Brother?" Rong Yu called out, but there was no response. So he quickly walked over and got closer, only to hear a soft snoring sound.

Yin Chengjue actually fell asleep in the bathtub.

The water in the bathtub was still hot, making Yin Chengjue's skin flushed.

“Brother, it’s dangerous to sleep here.” Rong Yu sighed helplessly, put his hands into the bathtub, supported Yin Chengjue’s knees with one hand, and put his other arm around Yin Chengjue’s shoulder, lifting Yin Chengjue up in his arms.

The two were a size apart in stature, and the way Rong Yu carried Yin Chengjue looked somewhat awkward. However, Rong Yu was naturally strong and didn't find it strenuous. He just felt a little sentimental—he noticed that his brother seemed to have grown a little taller and heavier as a result.

Why is it that Yin Chengjue is still growing even though he's eating the same food and portions, while I haven't grown at all lately? This is really worrying.

Rong Yu wiped Yin Chengjue, who was soaking wet, clean. Yin Chengjue still didn't wake up, which showed how tired he had been lately.

"Isn't it a bit much to push yourself like this?" Rong Yu sighed, gently placing Yin Chengjue on the bed before taking out her phone and turning on the location services.

Seeing the dark blue and bright red dots flashing and overlapping in the same position on the green mesh screen, Rong Yu revealed a satisfied smile.

"Although you haven't been home for half a month, but... considering that you've stayed at the company and haven't been running around, and there's no smell of other people in your clothes or bedroom, I'll forgive you." Rong Yu poked Yin Chengjue's face, then gently turned him over and leaned down to kiss his shoulder blade.

“Brother, do you know? Angels’ wings grow from here.” Rong Yu said, gently stroking Yin Chengjue’s shoulder blades with her fingertips. When she touched the lower part of his shoulder blades, she pressed her index finger down along the bone and immediately touched a small, hard thing that looked like a small stone.

Upon touching this object, Rong Yu seemed to find some kind of comfort, his expression softening further. He chuckled softly, clearly enjoying the touch.

"Luckily, luckily you haven't noticed yet... Sigh, brother, you were really careless. It's fortunate that I put it here. What if someone with ulterior motives had implanted this little thing in you?"

After thinking for a moment, Rong Yu chuckled self-deprecatingly, "It seems that no one else would do such a thing to you, except for me, right? I was just overthinking it."

Perhaps because he was being pressed too hard, Yin Chengjue let out a soft hum and slowly woke up.

Upon hearing the voice, Rong Yu quickly withdrew her hand from Yin Chengjue's shoulder blades and instead rubbed his face, saying gently, "Brother, how did you fall asleep in the bathtub? Do you know how dangerous that is? If I hadn't come, you would have almost sunk to the bottom."

“Xiao Yu…” Yin Chengjue turned around, pulled Rong Yu, who was resting her head on one hand and lying on her side next to him, into his arms, and rubbed his chin against Rong Yu’s soft hair: “You’re here, come and go to sleep.”

Rong Yu: "...You called me over here just so I could sleep?"

Yin Chengjue barely opened his eyes, but nodded and said, "Okay, come sleep in my arms."

Rong Yu pinched Yin Chengjue's face in dissatisfaction: "Brother! Brother! I washed myself clean before coming!"

Yin Chengjue made a soft "hmm" sound, then leaned in and took a deep breath on Rong Yu's neck, exclaiming, "Hmm, it really smells good, very pleasant."

Rong Yu: "..." It's not like I'm just letting you smell it!

Rong Yu kicked Yin Chengjue's thigh: "Brother, we haven't seen each other for half a month!"

Yin Chengjue: "So all the videos I watched in the morning, noon, and night were for nothing?"

Rong Yu retorted, "Can watching a video be the same as seeing a real person? Can seeing something be the same as touching it? Can the simultaneous use of all five senses be the same as experiencing something with just one sense?"

“It’s different, so I’m holding you now, aren’t I?” Yin Chengjue’s smile was a little teasing. His voice, deep and magnetic from just waking up, was like a gently played cello. He hugged Rong Yu tighter and laughed, “Or do you want me to do something else?”

Rong Yu's ears tingled from the sound, and her rounded earlobes turned red first.

"No, what else? We haven't seen each other for half a month..." Rong Yu muttered.

"But Xiaoyu... I'm so sleepy right now..." Yin Chengjue's tone carried a hint of coquetry: "How about you come and I watch you?"

"Huh?" Rong Yu didn't react for a moment.

“Do it yourself, I’ll watch you.” Yin Chengjue didn’t mind repeating it again.

Rong Yu blinked, her cheeks flushing red: "Then...can I...can I...tie your hands and feet?"

Rong Yu licked her lips: "I've wanted to try this for a long time. Since you're too lazy to do anything right now, why don't you grant my wish?"

Without waiting for Yin Chengjue's agreement, Rong Yu quickly jumped off the bed and then... pulled out several ropes from his pants that he had thrown on the ground!

Yin Chengjue: "Are you sure this was a spur-of-the-moment decision?"

Rong Yu blinked innocently, "It was indeed a spur-of-the-moment decision. These ropes were already prepared; they weren't specifically prepared for today."

Yin Chengjue: "...Um, I suddenly feel like I'm not sleepy anymore."

Rong Yu smiled brightly: "It's too late, brother."

Ten minutes later, Yin Chengjue lay on the bed with his hands tied to the headboard with two ropes, his arms and legs spread wide apart.

Rong Yu sat on Yin Chengjue's lap, holding her phone in one hand and gently stroking him with the other, and said with a grin, "Brother, you look so beautiful!"