Chapter 364: The Fox Subduing
Outside the window, it is pouring rain.
It has been a long time since it rained so heavily in the Magic City in winter.
The rain washed the city, and the sound of rain covered most of the sounds.
For example, nonsense in the bedroom.
"I'm going to take a shower." Cheng Zhu whispered in her ear.
In the bedroom, the curled up Hu Yan gradually recovered.
She listened to the sound of running water in the bathroom and stared blankly at the ceiling of the bedroom, but she couldn't see clearly because she was not wearing glasses.
"How did it suddenly become like this?" she thought to herself.
Then, she quickly glanced in the direction of the bathroom and heard the sound of water still continuing.
In a flash, some famous scenes between men and women that she had seen in videos and comics flashed through the woman's mind.
"What am I thinking about?" Hu Yan thought.
At this moment, the sound of water running in the bathroom stopped.
Hu Yan immediately lay down again and curled up on the bed. She didn't dare to look at Cheng Zhu at all.
After a while, Cheng Zhu came out with a bath towel wrapped around his legs.
He didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at Hu Yan who had his back to him.
She seemed unaware that her big fat butt, curled up with her back to people, was actually very dangerous.
Because as she bent her legs, the amazing outline became more and more obvious.
It is full and round, and at this moment it is clearly sparkling with a moist luster under the light.
In the end, it was Hu Yan, who was about to get up to take a shower, who broke the silence first.
"Um, boss, can you hold my glasses for me?" she asked. "I can't wash them like this."
Cheng Zhu left the big black-framed glasses in the living room and deliberately didn't bring them in for her.
But for Hu Yan, glasses are a necessity.
If people with severe myopia take off their glasses, their five senses will become less sharp. They will feel uneasy when walking and are afraid of slipping when taking a bath.
"How about I help you wash it?" Cheng Zhu said casually.
Hu Yan began to get tangled up, and a voice popped up in his mind: "Bathroom play!!!"
She curled up in bed, and after a long inner struggle, she finally nodded slightly.
Then, she heard footsteps going away.
Cheng Zhu was just talking casually. He had already turned around to get his glasses and didn't see her shyly nodding.
"Huh?" Hu Yan was stunned when he heard the footsteps.
After a while, Cheng Zhu came in with glasses.
"Here, glasses. Your prescription is pretty high." He looked at the thick lenses and asked, "Why don't you use thinner lenses?"
Some lenses can be made thinner even if they have a high degree, but it will be a bit more expensive.
"I was poor before and didn't make much money." Hu Yan lowered his head, took the glasses and answered honestly.
Then she made another request: "Boss, can you please turn around first?"
Cheng Zhu smiled, knowing that she was not used to it yet, and did as he was told.
He also guessed that Hu Yan's actions later would be very embarrassing, but also very provocative.
Sure enough, in order to avoid dripping, she covered it with a tissue and ran into the bathroom with some difficulty.
The feeling of sourness and pain is still somewhat obvious at this moment.
After closing the door, she put the clothes in her other hand on the rack and breathed a sigh of relief.
She stood in front of the mirror and soon fell into a daze.
"Oh my god, is it so red?"
After entering the bathroom, the water began to wash over the body.
During this process, Hu Yan also recalled a kind of outrageous remarks he had seen on the Internet.
"As we all know, it is very harmful for women to take medicine, so if you take the medicine just once tonight, it will not be worth it."
Anyway, the effectiveness of the medicine has nothing to do with the number of times it is taken, right?
"Oh, what am I thinking about again!" Hu Yan felt that there was too much yellow garbage in his mind.
How can it be that you don’t read these things all day long?
She walked out of the bathroom with a head full of "dirty things".
Then she noticed that the towel was missing.
It was surrounded by Cheng Zhu.
Hu Yan had no choice but to take out a towel and start wiping the water droplets off his body.
After drying herself, she began to put on her underwear while continuing to daydream.
She put on her white panties first, and then started putting on the others.
On the other side, Cheng Zhu was sitting on the bed wrapped in a bath towel, leisurely admiring the A4 papers scattered on the bed.
He picked up one self-portrait after another and looked at it. He felt that Hu Yan was not very narcissistic. The similarity between himself in the paintings and himself in real life was still very high.
He is holding a kneeling self-portrait.
This sitting posture is a very classic one, with your calves and knees flat on the ground and your buttocks resting on your heels.
Because she has a slightly plump figure, when she kneels, her thighs will obviously spread out slightly to both sides, and the flesh will spread to both sides due to the force.
The visual effect achieved at this moment will not make people feel that the legs are thick, but will only make people feel that this fleshy feeling is extremely attractive.
Cheng Zhu put down this self-portrait and started looking at another one.
When Hu Yan came out with a red face, he happened to see this scene.
Just now on the sofa in the living room, she felt that her sense of shame had exploded.
At this moment, the sense of shame can still spread.
This bastard Cheng Zhu really played too much and it was really shameful.
What's even more amazing is that this man suddenly said at this time: "I didn't expect you to be a realist."
This teasing remark instantly changed the atmosphere in the room.
Hu Yan's face immediately turned red, then he knelt on the bed and began to hurriedly pick up the paintings, stacking them up instead of scattering them all over the bed.
If this continues, I really won’t be able to live as a human being anymore!
Cheng Zhu watched her pack up and did not stop her.
What would happen if I cleaned it up?
A place like home is always messy after being tidy, and tidy again after being messy.
——I can still lie later.
He was now simply admiring the sight of the big fat ass kneeling down to clean up the paintings.
Then he understood something.
“There’s a reason why the Housekeeper series has been so popular for so long!”
"Sure enough, the reason why classics are classics must be that they are great!"
He looked at the "housekeeper" and then at the curtains.
The curtains blocked his view, preventing him from seeing out the window.
However, the sound of rain outside can still be clearly heard in the room.
The rain is still heavy.
A few minutes later, Hu Yan didn't know how the two of them ended up lying in bed together.
She leaned in Cheng Zhu's arms and secretly glanced at her boss's figure.
"It's really no worse than the one in my painting." The shy female painter thought to herself.
Sometimes, people just like to use small talk to dilute the embarrassment that happened before.
This is the situation between the two of them now.
They were chatting with each other in tacit understanding, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened just now.
It's just that when they were in the living room, they just sat closer.
Now, there are two people sticking together.
Cheng Zhu couldn't help but sigh again: "She really is soft all over, it's outrageous."
Cheng Zhu glanced at the black-framed glasses on her face and said, "Go get a pair with thinner lenses next time. Your lenses are too thick."
Big thick glasses do affect your appearance.
"It's cheap." Hu Yan replied softly, his voice still sounding soft.
"Were we so poor before?" Cheng Zhu asked with a smile.
Hu Yan said a little embarrassedly: "I don't have much work."
After thinking about it, Cheng Zhu also expressed his understanding: "Yes, your talent tree is a bit crooked."
Nowadays, the income of many painters cannot be compared with what it will be in a few years.
In fact, Hu Yan is so good at drawing sexy pictures that he has the potential to become an internet celebrity artist.
After all, among the later well-known internet celebrity painters, Se Huashi occupied half of the market.
These people are called painters by netizens who cannot be replaced by AI. Perhaps it is because AI is still constrained by rules and regulations. These people are damn geniuses who have passed the review.
Cheng Zhu hugged Hu Yan like this and found it quite funny.
She and Ye Zi are both my right-hand men and women in [insisting on visiting].
But who would have thought that these two right-hand men were so capable!
There is no other way but to initially establish a relationship like that between husband and wife with his "right-hand man and left-hand man".
"Boss, I feel like you now value the milk tea shop more than [insisting on visiting]." Hu Yan said during the chat.
"Why do you say that?" Cheng Zhu asked.
"Because you haven't released any great new products for a long time." Hu Yan replied.
She still remembers how amazed she was by products like the stepmother skirt, gray turtleneck backless sweater, and black spider tights.
But in the past two months, Cheng Zhu has indeed not designed any original products.
"That's because our recent focus is on foreign sales, and we've already achieved this level. Next time, we need to lower the frequency of launching new and original products. We can't do it as frequently as at the beginning." Cheng Zhu answered seriously.
"Oh." Hu Yan responded softly, but she didn't really understand what was said.
"Why? Are you dissatisfied with the number of orders I've given you recently?"
"A little bit." She replied, burying her head in Cheng Zhu's chest.
In fact, he always felt that Hu Yan was a little bit of a money-grubber.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to call out the money sponsor.
But this is normal. Even though she seldom goes out, her daily expenses are actually not low.
These comics in this room alone would cost a lot of money.
There are also all kinds of small toys in her bedside table, and the total price is not cheap.
Besides, she usually stayed alone.
Once a person is alone for a long time, it is difficult for others to give her a sense of security.
But, money can!
"Then if you send me a self-portrait in the future, I will pay you according to the seller's show price." Cheng Zhu said with a smile.
"Ah? Is this true?" Even through the thick lenses, one could still see light in Hu Yan's eyes!
"The financial sponsor always keeps his word." Cheng Zhu said.
It's just spending money to buy pornographic pictures, what's so strange about that?
Speaking of which, you said this chubby fox is a money-grubber, and she is a bit.
But you say she is money-loving, but she seems to be quite content.
How much is this?
Cheng Zhu has always been a very generous person to the women around him.
Because for him, making money is too easy. He wakes up every day and has made a lot of money.
Money is money to some people, but it is worthless to some people.
What is more valuable to them is their time and energy, the emotional value and mental effort they need to put in to coax you, and the frustration caused by various entanglements. It would be better to pay more fucking money.
Cheng Zhu felt that the Magic City was a city of decadence and extravagance, and it was also a city where one had to have a deep pocket if they wanted to live a good life.
Cheng Zhu was worried that his fox would not have enough money as she was living alone in the Magic City.
"Then there's nothing I can do. I can only take the initiative to send her more." Cheng Zhu thought.
He looked down at Hu Yan and said, "In addition to your self-portrait, I'm going to ask you for some more pictures."
"Great! What picture?" Hu Yan became curious.
She used to work for Cheng Zhu and she felt happy both physically and mentally.
She really enjoys it because she can make money and use her expertise and inspiration.
"Of course, it's the kind of pictures that only I can see." Cheng Zhu said, "The kind on your tablet."
"Ah, this..." Hu Yan didn't expect it to be this kind of picture.
She immediately felt a little embarrassed.
Now the friendship between the two has capsized and is starting to capsize in the ditch.
The pure employment relationship no longer exists and has become a pure color relationship.
She felt that if she drew this kind of picture and sent it, it would be like an invitation, or even a desire.
Isn’t the content in the picture exposing one’s own thoughts?
——Boss, can we do the same next time?
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