Chapter 80 Friends
Lin Qiyuan emerged wrapped in a bathrobe. His hair was still damp, and the falling water dripped onto his slender neck, soaking his collar. It gave him a rather "bathrobe-inspired" vibe, but Zhou Yang only glanced up before lowering his head again. Pointing toward the bathroom, he said, "Go blow dry your hair."
Seeing that she couldn't seduce her boyfriend, Lin Qiyuan casually brushed the hood of her bathrobe, barely stopping the water from dripping from her hair. Then Lin Qiyuan sat down next to Zhou Yang.
"He took action?" Lin Qiyuan glanced at him, obviously seeing the content on his phone.
Zhou Yang hummed, then remembered something and sneered, "He's really willing to spend the money!"
Buying so much news and trending searches is not cheap. The most important thing is that the so-called plagiarism evidence Zhang Mingfeng got was from an employee of Zhou Yang Studio named Li Yan.
The news report claimed that his entry was almost entirely plagiarized from Li Yan's work. They even found a design draft by Li Yan from a month earlier, which indeed showed a near 70% similarity to Zhou Yang's work. A month earlier, the results of the semi-finals hadn't been announced yet. If Zhou Yang couldn't produce any evidence and Li Yan remained firm in his claims, he would face serious trouble for plagiarism.
Li Yan is 38 years old this year. He was previously the chief designer of a small game design studio. Due to the studio's cash flow problems and facing bankruptcy, Li Yan, who is nearly 40 years old and has a good salary and benefits, was forced to find another job.
When the HR department initially recruited Li Yan, Zhou Yang was opposed to it, but Song Xuhong insisted on keeping him.
Li Yan is very capable, but ambition is written all over his face. This is not a big deal, but he is obviously jealous and narrow-minded and cannot accept that others are better than him.
Years ago, the studio was really short of staff, and Song Xuhong recognized his abilities and decided to keep him. Zhou Yang was too busy to insist on his opinion.
Li Yan had only been in the company for two and a half months, and Zhou Yang had little communication with Li Yan. He thought he had done nothing wrong to him, but it seemed that he had accidentally offended him somewhere, causing him to want to push himself into hell.
In the design world, once you are labeled as a plagiarist, your career is over. Li Yan and Zhang Mingfeng both come from a design background, so they naturally understand this. It is vicious for them to target themselves like this.
Lin Qiyuan pulled Zhou Yang into his arms and smoothed his wrinkled forehead: "Did you guess it?"
Zhou Yang's brows relaxed as Lin Qiyuan's fingers followed his, and he nodded, "I've thought of all the tricks Zhang Mingfeng might use, but accusing him of plagiarism is unlikely."
"It's not surprising for people like them to do anything beyond their bottom line. Can I help you?"
"No, I can handle it myself."
Lin Qiyuan knew that Zhou Yang must have a solution, and he wanted to help his boyfriend, but Zhou Yang was a strong-willed person, and this matter concerned him personally, so he guessed that Zhou Yang wanted to solve it himself. When he asked, he found out that it was true.
On the one hand, Zhou Yang was indeed prepared. On the other hand, he always felt that his boyfriend suffered from social phobia, had a distant relationship with his family, and had few friends. If he asked him to help him, he would have to go back to the Lin family and ask his parents for help, or even ask the president of Longcheng Film and Television for help.
He couldn't bear to do it.
Lin Qiyuan didn't know that he had such complicated thoughts. Even if Zhou Yang didn't let him help, he would not let those two people go. However, it seems that for now, he still has to coax his unhappy boyfriend first.
"Are you angry about Li Yan, or are you wondering why he betrayed you?" Zhang Mingfeng was Zhou Yang's open enemy, and his attack was completely within Zhou Yang's expectations, but it was different for Li Yan.
Zhou Yang shook his head. "I'm worried that Song Xuhong won't be able to face me." He raised his phone, and WeChat stayed on Song Xuhong's chat interface. The upper left corner of WeChat showed "The other party is typing..."
Zhou Yang sighed: "It showed 'inputting...' ten minutes ago. I was really worried about him... uh... uh..."
Before Zhou Yang could finish his words, he felt two warm lips on his. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at this boyfriend who forcefully kissed him without saying a word.
Seeing that he was so inattentive, Lin Qiyuan bit him angrily, and took the opportunity to stick his tongue in, stirring up the pool of spring water and starting to conquer the city.
Zhou Yang felt his whole body soften and heat from being kissed, and he felt like he was in a very warm room. He was like a weak blade of grass, being kneaded and twisted so hard that he had no strength to resist, and could only passively endure the rain and scorching heat from his master.
"Lin..." Zhou Yang was interrupted just as he uttered a word.
Lin Qiyuan seemed very dissatisfied that Zhou Yang could still speak at this time. He tightened his palms, hugged him tightly, and bit his lips gently with his teeth. He heard Zhou Yang make a slight sound of pain. Seeing that Zhou Yang still had his eyes open, he whispered angrily, "Close your eyes!"
Zhou Yang closed his eyes subconsciously.
Lin Qiyuan was finally satisfied. He closed his eyes and licked the other person's lips with his lips. He rubbed and licked them repeatedly for a while, then pried open the other person's teeth again and entangled the other person's tongue tip with his tongue.
The violent storm just now is different from the gentle breeze and drizzle now.
When their tongues touched, Zhou Yang felt a tingling sensation all over his body as if he had been electrocuted. It was a feeling he had never experienced before. He felt as if Lin Qiyuan had taken him to a new world, a world where there were only the two of them.
"Shouldn't I be the one kissing him?" Zhou Yang felt that as the one on top, he should at least take the initiative. But before he could think too much, he was gradually getting into the mood with the skilled kisser in front of him.
Zhou Yang wanted to resist modestly, but he was kissed so hard that his whole body became limp and he had no strength at all. He could only let the other party do whatever he wanted. Only the three inches below his abdomen seemed to be going against the rest of his body and slowly became hard.
He felt Lin Qiyuan's body getting harder and harder, and a part of his body was hard and hot pressing against his stomach, making him want to escape but also want to get closer.
After the long lip-to-lip entanglement ended, Zhou Yang was panting and his body was as soft as a puddle of water, while Lin Qiyuan had a foxy smile on his face, a wicked smile that Zhou Yang had never seen before. Zhou Yang was almost stunned.
"Do you want me?" Lin Qiyuan asked.
Zhou Yang: "..." Staring blankly at her evil boyfriend, Zhou Yang was a little speechless.
His body was getting softer and softer, and that part was about to burst. He felt that being pretentious was not suitable for him, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
"Be good, wait a moment." Lin Qiyuan smiled gently, stood up, picked him up horizontally, went upstairs, and gently placed him on the bed in the master bedroom. Zhou Yang saw from the corner of his eye that he took out a small box from the drawer of the bedside table.
Zhou Yang is not a child who knows nothing, so he naturally knows what it is.
"Lin Qiyuan sticks with him every day, when did he buy it?" Before he could think too much, Lin Qiyuan had already covered him.
"Don't...are your legs healed? I'm on top...you can't..."
The intermittent words turned into intermittent □□. In Lin Qiyuan's dictionary, there was no word "no". Especially when facing Zhou Yang, he could not do any better.
The neon lights outside the window are still flashing, and the spring scenery inside the house is charming.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yang no longer had any strength left.
Well, it’s not like he didn’t enjoy it, Zhou Yang thought, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
He woke up again at eight o'clock the next morning. When Zhou Yang opened his eyes, he saw Lin Qiyuan staring at him deeply. It was hard to tell whether the expression on his face was happy or sad.
Zhou Yang rolled his eyes at him and tried to get up, but his whole body felt like it was falling apart. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at him again in anger.
Last night was too much. In order to let his boyfriend know that he was very capable, Lin Qiyuan demonstrated his strong kidney function to Zhou Yang with his own body. In the second half of the night, Lin Qiyuan did not let him go until Zhou Yang begged for mercy.
Lin Qiyuan knew he was in the wrong, so he helped Zhou Yang up a little awkwardly, took out a tube of ointment from the drawer, and wanted to pull Zhou Yang to apply it on him.
Although they had been frank with each other and communicated at a distance, Zhou Yang was still very embarrassed and refused to let Lin Qiyuan help. He turned around and applied the medicine himself before coming back.
Lin Qiyuan was obviously quite dissatisfied with Zhou Yang for not letting her help. She felt that her boyfriend was not honest enough with her. She muttered that she had only seen Zhou Yang naked at night, but had never seen him naked during the day.
Zhou Yang was helpless about Lin Qiyuan's shamelessness. He always felt that he had been suffering from social anxiety for too long and didn't understand the ways of the world, so he didn't bother to argue with him and stood up to pick up his phone.
Lin Qiyuan had secretly turned off his phone last night when he was fooling around. When Zhou Yang turned on his phone, he found that there were 39 missed calls and more than 50 messages on WeChat.
Among these calls and messages, there were those from Zhou’s father, his studio colleagues, Qi Dongdong, but the most were from Song Xuhong.
"Oh no! I didn't answer Song Xuhong's call yesterday, nor did I reply to his message. I didn't go to work on time today. He must have thought I was angry!"
Zhou Yang wanted to call Song Xuhong back, but just as he clicked the button, Lin Qiyuan hung up.
He turned Zhou Yang's face towards him and asked aggrievedly, "What's your relationship? Why do you care so much about his feelings?"
Lin Qiyuan's attitude towards his friends, or rather his attitude towards Cheng Fei, is "either beating or scolding". Although he also values loyalty and will spare no effort to help Cheng Fei no matter what happens, he cannot always take care of the other's young and vulnerable heart.
Isn’t friendship between men about giving your life to you and having a good face?
Zhou Yang was surprised: "He is my friend. If I don't care about his feelings, whose feelings should I care about?"
Lin Qiyuan was furious: "I'm your boyfriend, why don't you care about my feelings?"
Zhou Yang was puzzled: "When did I not care about your feelings?"
Lin Qiyuan said confidently: "I don't want you to care about his feelings, but you insist on caring about his feelings. Is this called caring about my feelings?"
Zhou Yang: “…”
This Qiong Yao-like line is nothing like the previous social phobia and reticence.
Zhou Yang then realized that Young Master Lin was jealous, and for some inexplicable reason.
Zhou Yang kicked him in anger: "Why are you so jealous? How can a boyfriend be the same as a friend? I sleep with you, but can I sleep with him?"
Lin Qiyuan's eyes widened: "You still want to sleep with him?"
Zhou Yang never knew Lin Qiyuan was so unreasonable, so he had no choice but to explain: "I only sleep with you!"
Lin Qiyuan was finally satisfied: "That's almost right!"
After last night's exhilarating sex and Lin Qiyuan's banter, Zhou Yang's melancholy was gone. Under Lin Qiyuan's eager gaze, he called Song Xuhong.
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