Extra Daily Life
The system left quickly, but its efficiency was unambiguous, and Shen Chumo's ID card and other information were all available, saving Du Mingxing the most troublesome problem.
...After all, it’s a full 20 million.
After going through so much, Du Mingxing really wanted to rest at home for a few more days, but when he thought about the balance in his bank card and the fact that his annual leave had been used up, he had no choice but to return to the workplace.
Fortunately, the boss strictly abided by the labor law. Even though Du Mingxing took a few days off, he didn't ask any questions and didn't deduct her basic salary. He just asked her to be well prepared and stay in shape when performing on stage.
Before going to work, Du Mingxing went out. When he came home, he was holding a pet box in his hand. Inside was a fat white lion cat with smooth fur. It was obvious that the pet shop was well maintained.
As soon as it got to the ground, the lion cat was not afraid of strangers. It acted like a master, sniffing at the uninvited guest and making initial contact.
Shen Chumo looked at the clothes that were quickly covered with cotton lint, took out a roller lint remover from the drawer, and brushed it after it.
Du Mingxing was used to having catkins all over the floor. She picked up the cat and rubbed her face against it, and the cat kept cursing and turning its head away, as if it wanted to break its neck.
"Seeing that you are still the same, I feel relieved."
She smiled and moved the cat's paw away from her chest, trying to defend her innocence. Her love for her master was beyond words. She held up the cat to show off to Shen Chumo.
"Look, isn't it cute?"
Shen Chumo didn't comment, just watched her shaking the cat's body and frowned slightly. Du Mingxing interpreted this as jealousy of her ability to pet the cat, and hurried to make amends.
"You want to suck it too, right? I'll teach you."
"My cat doesn't scratch people, like this..."
She ran to the bed, spread the cat out, held down its limbs, revealing its soft and defenseless belly. The white fur covered its pink belly, which looked delicious. She swallowed her saliva, pressed down its restless little feet, and nodded to Shen Chumo.
"Please pet the cat, sir."
Shen Chumo thanked the invitation.
"You're welcome, just go ahead and suck." She thought he was shy and embarrassed, so she invited him with a smile.
Lion Hair: “?” Are you polite?
Suddenly, it saw a tall and slender man walking towards it step by step. It kicked wildly and nervously, knocking its owner crookedly and almost unable to hold it.
"Meow meow meow!" it protested loudly.
The owner's eyebrows were raised, and he shouted: "Protest is invalid."
It finally understood that this slutty outsider was more important than its master who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, and that it could sacrifice its innocence to please him.
The master watched helplessly as the man stretched out his hand, then gave up struggling and lay down, letting him suck.
The hand did not reach for its belly, but fell on the owner's cheek, which made the owner feel inexplicably ignored.
Du Mingxing blinked and said "Hmm?" in confusion.
Shen Chumo rubbed her face with the back of his hand: “There is hair on your face and on your eyelashes too.”
"No wonder my eyes feel a little itchy..." Du Mingxing quickly raised his head and faced Shen Chumo, "Help me take it off quickly."
Shen Chumo looked at her and moved closer until he could see the fur on her face. She looked cute and adorable under the warm light, with white cat hair hanging just below her eyes.
His Adam's apple moved, and his index finger trembled slightly as he removed the cat hair.
When she opened her eyelids, he leaned over and rubbed his lips against her face. He saw her cheeks change from their normal rosy color to a brighter and more attractive red, just like an apple that he had ripened, the green and refreshing flesh was becoming sweeter and softer, as if if he pinched it lightly, the sweet juice would flow down like golden honey.
However, he was completely unaware of this change. He just smiled defenselessly, with his usual indulgence in his brows.
And he had previously been convinced that the shimmer in her eyes was false, and the soft words uttered from her lips were deception...
"Chu Mo." She pushed him.
Shen Chumo realized that he had kissed her lips, but the slight resistance from her made him feel a little disappointed.
He responded, let her go, and politely petted the neglected cat. Seeing it kicking his hand with its hind legs in dissatisfaction, like a rabbit kicking an eagle, he quickly moved away.
The lion cat complained with "meow" twice, then jumped to the ground with a "duang" and walked away wagging its tail.
"It's okay, it will slowly get used to you," Du Mingxing smiled, "Besides, it treats me the same way."
Compared to this, Shen Chumo was more concerned about its owner's reaction. For example, why did she keep her distance just now?
Du Mingxing pinched his chin and thought for a moment: "The next arrangement is, we will go buy you clothes first, and then go to the bar to listen to me sing in the evening."
She smiled, but when she mentioned work, there was a hint of work-related feeling between her brows.
Shen Chumo reached out and tried to smooth the wrinkles between her brows: "Is it hard to be a resident singer?"
"Yeah," she didn't deny it, "but I enjoy it too."
Shen Chumo took her hand: “Okay.”
"But I'm a little curious," he asked, "Why do you have a set of men's clothes at home?"
Du Mingxing took it for granted: "Of course I prepared it in advance. In order to prevent the size from being wrong, I even bought it with shipping insurance."
After she finished speaking, she looked at the hem of the trousers that Shen Chumo had worn as cropped pants, scratched her head, and felt a little guilty.
The article did say that Shen Chumo was tall, so she had bought clothes a little bigger. The T-shirt top was a good fit, but she didn't expect the pants were still a little short.
Thinking about it carefully, there were still many daily necessities that needed to be purchased. She was afraid that her mission would fail, so she did not prepare in advance, and she had never thought about living together directly after returning.
The two went out as planned to buy clothes and toiletries. Du Mingxing saw that Chen Chumo took less and less, and finally took nothing. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and ordered him to take some.
She could guess that Shen Chumo didn't want to spend her money, but she didn't dislike it, so why did he care?
While waiting for Shen Chumo to change clothes, the owner couldn't help but talk to Du Mingxing: "Your boyfriend has a great figure. I've been open for more than ten years and have never seen anyone so tall and so handsome. Is he an internet celebrity?"
Du Mingxing quickly shook his head: "No, I'm doing... energy-related work? But I'm planning to take some time off recently."
The shop owner's eyes lit up and he said quickly, "Our shop has been doing live streaming to sell goods. If your boyfriend is interested, he can come and be the anchor. We have been lacking a male anchor with a good image. I think your boyfriend is very suitable."
"Ah, I'll ask him about this later."
Du Mingxing couldn't help but envy Shen Chumo's luck in work. He was so handsome that even jobs came to him. He quickly added the store owner's contact information.
After Shen Chumo came out, the owner’s eyes lit up.
In fact, during the change of clothes, the owner's eyes have been brightened again and again.
Even celebrities find it difficult to look good in every piece of clothing. As living people, they always have shortcomings. People with good looks may not necessarily have perfect body proportions, and people with a superior head-to-body ratio may have skin blemishes. Not to mention the almost harsh aesthetic standards of modern society, which require a straight face, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.
TV dramas starring celebrities are photoshopped frame by frame, and the skin lines are invisible. This is even more so for internet celebrities, who use beauty filters to distort their images during live broadcasts.
The fact that he has such good looks in real life also makes the store owner believe that the male customer in front of him has the potential to be a live broadcaster. He doesn't even need to say anything, just walking around the live broadcast room in his clothes makes the simply decorated live broadcast room look like an international catwalk.
"They're all beautiful," Du Mingxing hesitated, looking down at his bank card balance. "It's so hard to choose."
The shop owner rubbed his hands together and smiled, "Handsome boy, these pieces are very suitable for you. Why don't you buy them all? I'll give you a 50% discount."
"Fifty percent off?" Du Mingxing almost jumped up. "Is this true?"
According to her usual experience of buying clothes, it is difficult to bargain with this store manager. Usually, he can only get a small discount at most. If he can proactively offer a 50% discount, it is probably close to the purchase price.
The store manager smiled and said, "Of course I'm sincere. I hope you'll consider becoming a host in my store. Salary is negotiable."
"Thank you. I'll think about it."
Shen Chumo nodded as a response.
After paying the bill, Shen Chumo glanced at the receipt and said solemnly: “I will pay you back later.”
Du Mingxing frowned and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Do you want me to pay back my money just because I spent it?"
"Of course not."
“Me too,” she shrugged and took Shen Chumo’s hand, “Come on, I’m hungry, what do you want to eat?”
At night, a stylish bar.
Shen Chumo leaned back in her chair, quietly listening to Du Mingxing sing. With her heavy makeup on, she resembled Shen Huaixin, a strange yet familiar figure.
The feeling of losing power and becoming an ordinary person is very strange. His ears cannot distinguish subtle sounds, only chaotic noise. The figures in front of him become blurred by the lights and dance steps, showing some kind of afterimage. He is adapting to this dullness.
The crystal chandelier reflected various colors of light, as if casting a filter over the space inside the hotel. The air was filled with the cool aroma of cigarettes and sweet wine. He wiped the condensed water vapor on the outside of the wine glass, and his fingertips felt cool.
"Hello, handsome."
A greeting brought him back to his senses.
Shen Chumo turned his head and looked at the two girls holding glasses in front of him: "Hello."
At the edge of the dance floor, the lights were not as flickering as in the center. When the soft light hit his face, it seemed to eat away the sharp edges of the past, leaving only watery eyes.
The girl could hear her heart beating rapidly. She tightened her companion's hand and swallowed. "Can we sit here and chat?"
"Sorry." He simply refused.
Seeing the girl start to retreat, her companion took a step forward and smiled: "Don't refuse so quickly, I'll buy you a drink. You're alone anyway, it would be boring to be alone."
“I have…” Shen Chumo paused, raised his chin to the stage, and gestured, “A friend is singing.”
The girl glanced at the stage and saw the singer with a beautiful voice. She didn't know what song it was, but the melody was unfamiliar but pleasant. She kept looking in her direction from time to time, so she had to give up in frustration: "So that's how it is. Sorry to bother you."
The companion nodded to Shen Chumo, and without saying anything else, they left together.
After the song was finished, a new singer was replaced.
Du Mingxing came down from the stage, sat next to Shen Chumo, and poked his arm: "You are quite charming. Someone wants to buy you a drink, but I will pay for it first."
Without waiting for Shen Chumo to answer, he asked about the two girls just now.
Shen Chumo told the truth, and Du Mingxing couldn't help but look up and down at this face. He felt that no matter whether it was a subjective filter or an objective fact, he was indeed good-looking.
Maybe being a host is really suitable for him.
Not long after, even the bar owner came over and greeted him with a smile: "Xiao Du, how come you found such a handsome singer for me after just a few days of not seeing him?"
"Ah, I haven't introduced you yet," Du Mingxing quickly pulled Shen Chumo, "This is my boyfriend, Shen Chumo."
Seeing that he was still standing there motionless, Du Mingxing raised his eyebrows and glanced at him secretly out of the corner of his eye.
She only saw Shen Chumo's eyes shining, lowering his head and smiling, tilting his head to look in her direction, with the corners of his lips slightly raised,
"Yes."
He quickly regained his composure and reached out to shake hands with the boss: "Hello, I'm her boyfriend."
Du Mingxing laughed.
How come, after she fought so hard to bring him back, he still didn't dare to accept the title? When had the notorious villain in the book ever been so cowardly?
The singer's prelude interrupted the boss's indirect questions, but Du Mingxing faintly heard a few words, such as "work" and "plan". Recalling the difficulties she had encountered in finding a job, she couldn't help but take a sip of her cocktail with emotion.
As the sweet alcohol went down my throat, blood slowly rushed to my head.
The boss tactfully didn't spoil the fun anymore, nodded to the two of them, and went backstage. Du Mingxing leaned close to Shen Chumo's ear, his soft voice mixed with a slightly drunken hoarseness, adding a touch of charm.
"Chu Mo, do you know this song?"
He held his breath.
She giggled, her hand still on his shoulder.
——"I wrote it for you."
After returning home, Du Mingxing took a shower first.
Shen Chumo's new pajamas had dried, and he took down a few dry clothes from the balcony, folded them, and put them neatly in the closet, occupying a place in her closet.
Compared to Shen Huaixin, she didn't have many clothes, even pitifully few. Most of them looked like ordinary clothes costing only a few dozen yuan and had no designs. But she was quite willing to spend money on him, and most of them cost hundreds of yuan.
Shen Chumo listened to the sound of running water in the bathroom, and his ears became hot. He didn't know how long it had been before Du Mingxing came out slowly, avoiding his gaze, and just tried to speak in a normal tone,
"now you."
There was a flower on her plain nightgown, the color was bright red, blooming on her abdomen, with a few stamens showing through the center, tender yellow and slender.
Shen Chumo kept thinking while taking a bath.
Cold water washed over his shoulders, and transparent water droplets gathered into streams and flowed down along the mermaid line. He sighed, looking past the misty glass door and saw the corner of her thin belt that had accidentally leaked out from among a pile of clothes.
The straps of a tank top are so thin that they fit perfectly on her shoulders, supporting the fullness of her chest.
Shen Chumo also took a long time to wash. When he went out, Du Mingxing's bedroom was already dark, leaving only the light in the corridor for him.
Tiptoeing into the bedroom, Shen Chumo saw that she was sleeping on the inside of the bed. He consciously left half the space for her and breathed a sigh of relief.
Contentedly lying on the bed, he didn't dare disturb Du Mingxing and covered her with the quilt slowly. Having lost his keen hearing, he couldn't tell from her shallow breathing whether she was awake or just dozing.
I also want a goodnight kiss.
Thinking of this, Shen Chumo leaned over and rubbed his lips against her cheek.
My cheeks were burning hot. I didn't know when it started, but it might have been there for a while. My breathing became irregular.
He was really pretending to sleep, and his clumsiness was obvious.
He was about to go along with the performance when he noticed that she had given up her disguise and started to speak, her voice hoarse.
"Well, no, no... I'm not mentally prepared yet..."
She mumbled, covered her head with the quilt, and rolled into the bed like a pupa: "This body hasn't even..."
Shen Chumo suddenly realized.
It turns out that what I felt before was not resistance, but shyness.
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