The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

three days later.

The news of their romance spread throughout the training camp, but no one dared to ask about it.

The sky is clear today, and Chu Shiyu comes to the Art Department to check in and lie down as usual.

To explain why he can lie down without restraint, you have to look at the person standing next to him whom no one dares to provoke - Fu Lingye.

The news that Zhou Hui, who had no foresight, offended the invisible boss as soon as she arrived spread throughout the entire Art and Literature Department.

She had already been replaced as the manager by a discerning artist that day.

Chu Shiyu is now doing very well in the entire art department.

The young man leaned idly on the recliner, watching the passionate rehearsals of the artists on the big stage.

Fu Lingye sat next to him, holding a glass of homemade peach-flavored drink, which the boy had once praised as delicious.

"When did you learn to do this?"

"After you said it was delicious."

The boy narrowed his eyes and praised: "My boyfriend, you are so nice!"

There are many girls around who are supporting this handsome couple, and they are all shouting with excitement in their hearts: Master Fu is so doting, and their interactions are so sweet.

My CP is showing off their love again, slurp~

At this moment, Liao Fang, the new manager of the Art and Literature Department, walked up to the boy with a smile on his face.

She said in a flattering tone: "Yu, there is a new notice about this welcome party, saying that the chief may come to visit this time."

The young man raised his eyes leisurely: "Well, so?"

She said in a flattering tone: "So, can we try our best to perform well this time?"

The boy was surprised: "You don't want me to participate?"

Liao Fang pleaded helplessly: "The main reason is that you are so beautiful. If you don't perform on stage, it would be a waste of your talent."

"You can stand on the stage anywhere and you will be a rare and beautiful sight."

Liao Fang looked at Fu Lingye with shrewd eyes: "Master Fu, I would like to invite you and Shi Yu to perform on stage together. I have already thought of the content of the performance. It will be the harmony of the two of you playing the zither and flute, which means love is stronger than the peak."

Fu Lingye's originally gloomy face relaxed and shook slightly after hearing this.

Liao Fang continued to promote this love-brained person: "He is more beautiful than a little girl. We want him to play the role of an ancient beauty, and then you can play the role of a knight in ancient costume, and perform an ancient and tender love story that will last forever."

Liao Fang whispered a few more words into his ear, and Fu Lingye's pupils shrank instantly, and his breathing became a little disordered.

Then he looked at the boy with burning eyes, and his voice trembled: "Baby, I, I want to perform with you, can I?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and looked at him with amusement: "Okay, as long as you don't regret it."

Fu Lingye nodded excitedly: "No, I can do it."

Time passed quickly, and the special training camp's cultural and artistic welcome party began in full swing.

The two's performance was scheduled to be the finale.

At this time, Fu Lingye was dressed in black clothes, with a gold-thread bamboo-patterned belt tied around his waist, and his long hair was held up high by a black jade crown.

He stood tall and slender at the door of the dressing room, holding a black and red flute in his hand. He looked handsome and chivalrous.

Everyone said they wanted to give him a surprise, so he could only wait outside with great anticipation.

After what seemed like a long wait, the dressing room door was opened from the inside.

The young boy had long hair falling down the back of his head like a waterfall. He was wearing a white dress and his waist was barely slender enough to be held in one hand.

A white jade hairpin was inserted diagonally in her hair, her skin was as white as jade, and her stunning face was so beautiful even without any makeup.

There is a hint of coldness between her brows, and a teardrop mole is dotted under her narrow peach blossom eyes. Her beautiful eyes are charming and touching when she smiles.

It made the person almost forget to breathe for a moment, and the only thing left in Fu Lingye's eyes was that stunning figure.

He walked quickly to the ethereal fairy who seemed otherworldly without any hesitation.

Holding him in his arms possessively, he gently took the boy's slender fingers and put them to his lips and kissed them, his voice hoarse: "Baby, I regret it."

The young man's lips curled slightly, his eyes flashed with mischief: "It's too late to regret now."

Liao Fang looked excited and took photos of the two of them crazily.

"Juejuezi, it's beautiful, beautiful. Slurp~"

"So beautiful, I love it so much."

The makeup artists around had pink bubbles in their eyes and auntie smiles on their faces.

"Ahhhh, I'm so happy. I'm going crazy. I love their looks so much."

"Ahhhhh, today's finale performance is absolutely explosive."

"Sister, I'm so excited, I'm about to pass out."

However, at this moment, a resentful figure was hiding in the dark, which was out of tune with the atmosphere.

She was Jiang Yun, the former most beautiful girl in the Arts Department whose limelight was snatched away by the young man.

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Fu Lingye calmly brought the beauty into the dressing room, and with a bang, he locked the door, isolating everyone from outside.

He grabbed the beauty's slender waist and said, "Baby, you are so beautiful like this. What should I do if I don't want anyone to see you?"

He buried his head in the beauty's porcelain-white neck and shoulders and took a deep breath of the fascinating scent of the young man.

"Baby, I can't hold it anymore." He lowered his head and his neck began to turn red.

His voice was hoarse, and he gently held the boy's hand. His palm was so hot that it made the boy's heart tremble.

His face flushed and he gasped lightly, his hot breath spraying on the boy's neck and shoulders: "Baby, I'm so hot."

The beauty endured the tingling sensation and turned her head to look at Fu Lingye, who looked uneasy.

Then he clamped his moving hands again, with a suspicious look on his face: "You, you don't know how to use Chinese medicine, right?"

Fu Lingye looked confused as he extended his fingertips to caress the beauty's soft lips. Suddenly, his fingertips pried open his mouth: "Suck it."

The veins on the beauty's forehead jumped, and she slapped him on the head completely uncooperatively.

Fu Lingye was startled back to his senses by the slap he made, and his mind became a little clearer.

The beauty almost gritted her teeth and cursed: "Fu Lingye, can you be any more stupid? I suspect you did it on purpose."

Fu Lingye looked innocent and aggrieved: "I, I didn't, baby, I didn't mean it."

The beauty sneered: "You don't know if someone drugged you?"

Fu Lingye blinked his eyes pitifully and said coquettishly, "Baby, I'm like this, and you're still mean to me."

"........."

He pressed the man's head into his arms again and kissed his hair gently, his throat hoarse: "Baby, let me hold you for a while, just bear with it and it will pass."

The beauty felt the scorching heat from his body, rolled her eyes speechlessly, and silently opened the system mall.

As expected, an accident happened.

The Qingxin Pills in the mall are priced too high for me to afford!!!

The corners of his mouth twitched: This guy is definitely plotting something blatant, so evil!

Just at this moment, there was a noisy sound outside the door and an urgent banging sound against the door frame.

The door was kicked open by two guards in an instant, and everyone saw the two of them hugging each other intimately in full view.

Jiang Yun deliberately screamed, "You, how could you do such an inappropriate thing in such an occasion."

She accused angrily, "Sir, I told you there's something wrong with Chu Shiyu. He actually dressed like a woman to seduce the best talent in the camp. I suggest that he should be kicked out of the camp immediately."

Fu Tingchuan walked slowly, exuding a low pressure. He looked at his son with a dark face, as if he wanted to eat his son's cub. He was so angry that he wanted to slap him to death!