Raise BOSS online[Quick Transmigration]

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No way! !

Shen Le called out in her heart, staring at Qingdeng with wide eyes, eyes full of longing: Please don't leave me behind!

Green light: Signal reception failed.

However, under the attack of the opponent's beauty and momentum, Qing Deng nodded naturally: "That's naturally good..."

"You bring some of our little writers," Qing Deng said, although he didn't understand what was going on, why the patron became Wen Chuan, and Wen Chuan was the patron, so why did he 'tangle' to cover the sky with one hand, why did Wenchuan want to Adapting Cultivation into Danmei...

But as a female editor who is about to become a rotten girl, he has already imagined a big drama.

——It’s so exciting.

Shen Le: "..."

His body suddenly became heavier, and it was Wen Chuan who put his dark blue suit jacket on Shen Le.

Wen Chuan: "The air conditioner is quite powerful, so be careful of catching a cold."

Shen Le: ...Why are you ambiguous and what are you going to do!

Shen Le wanted to refuse, but when the other party smiled slowly, he got goosebumps.

"The waist is quite thin." Wen Chuan's voice was very soft, close to the ears, the distance between the two was very close, Shen Le was frightened by his words, and immediately glanced at the green lamp, she seemed not to hear...

so far so good.

Forget it, it's really not very good now, the white shirt is a bit see through.

"I'll change it to you after I finish it later," Shen Le replied pretending not to hear the other party's molesting words.

Wen Chuan nodded, and did not flirt on purpose.

Bewildered by the other party's kind smile, Qing Deng's eyes turned, looking between the two of them.

Shen Le's scalp was numb, and he said, "Bianbian, didn't you say you want to bring me to meet other authors..."

"That's it..." She nodded, and originally wanted to take the other party to meet a famous writer and accumulate contacts. After all, Yi Yang is exquisite, so he can gain a wave of favorability no matter what.

But before Qing Deng could speak, he was interrupted directly. Wen Chuan circled his arms and looked at Shen Le, "What? Do you think my wrists are not big enough?"

Shen Le waved his hands and quickly explained: "Of course not, of course not!"

Qing Deng quickly explained, "How is it possible, you are the biggest fan today! Why didn't I see you before?"

Indeed, on today's invitation letter, the one shining with golden light is not his name, Wen Chuan.

Only then did Wen Chuan smile a little conceited and satisfied. The light blue shirt was a little slim, covering his muscular waist and the slightly bulging muscles on his arms. "I came in through the back door."

Shen Le turned her eyes away, but was attracted by the tight thighs wrapped in the other's trousers.

Definitely the type who looks thin in clothes and fleshy in clothes. In fact, in the impression of the previous meeting, Shen Le felt that the other party was a handsome gentleman, and he looked a little gentle...

Today completely subverted all impressions, it is simply... the walking hormone! !

How fat four! ?Shen Le felt that she was bewildered, why did she become so nympho...

It wasn't possible before, what kind of ecstasy soup did Wen Chuan pour him?

"There has been communication before..." Shen Le still tried to struggle.

Qing Deng gently pushed his shoulder, "Then we can continue to communicate, you and Wen Dashen can chat about the adaptation, and you can also talk about the next work, by the way, every day, isn't your next work going to be a modern novel? I remember that what you reported to me was workplace essay, I read the outline, and it's okay."

"Hmm..." Shen Le was anxious in her heart, ah, why don't you understand me!

"Coincidentally," Wen Chuan casually took a glass of cocktail held by the waiter beside him, "My best-selling book happens to be about the workplace."

Shen Le wants to cry but has no tears, I don't write about the workplace anymore, change it!Change it to... Horror!

Thin lips took a sip of the cocktail, a tinge of red appeared on her lips, and said, "However, I recommend writing horror or supernatural subjects, which are also very popular recently."

Shen Le: ...You always have the ability to read minds, right?

Qing Deng's eyes lit up, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, Lingyi is very popular recently, and I remember that Wen Dashen originally belonged to Lingyi."

"Tiantian, you can also prepare!"

Obviously, Qing Deng has been completely defeated by the opponent's suit pants!

In the last struggle, Shen Le said that he was hungry...

Wen Chuan said that you can order it a la carte and eat it in a cubicle, which is more hygienic.

Then, under the half-smile of the other party, Shen Le had no choice.

So with Qing Deng's old aunt's smile, he was successfully captured and returned to the compartment just now.

On the way back, Wen Chuan also said hello, and everyone's eyes were almost fixed on him because of his good looks.

In fact, when he just came out of the cubicle, he attracted everyone's attention. Even many editors didn't know his true face, so when everyone saw his nameplate, they couldn't believe it.

Boss Wen Chuan is handsome and talented, the official camera was aimed at him in an instant, and took a lot of pictures in a row, and incidentally, he also took pictures of the little chick behind him——Shen Le.

But Wen Chuan didn't give too many people a chance to greet him, and brought his little sheep back to the cubicle.

At the door of the cubicle, he snapped his fingers to the passing waiter and asked for the menu.

Shen Le looked at so many delicious food outside, took off Wen Chuan's suit and hung it aside, his heart was bleeding, "Do you have to pay for the extra order?"

Wen Chuan smiled, showing his white teeth, "It's the company's fault."

That's right, the main sponsor of this celebration is their company, which Shen Le just saw in the group.

Rich and powerful is what he is talking about.

Shen Le was puzzled, why did Wenchuan have a big company and still write?

Wen Chuan looked up from the menu, "This is my personal hobby."

"..."

"What do you want to eat?" Wen Chuan opened the menu, and then asked again: "Can I call you Yi Yang?"

He nodded indifferently. Shen Le originally wanted to order two cakes and a cup of milk tea, but when he ordered, he immediately realized that he likes to eat desserts, which is totally not in line with Yi Yang's straight man design, so he abruptly moved his fingers to the side , ordered a plate of pasta and kumquat tea.

"Spaghetti Bolognese?" Wen Chuan asked.

Shen Le nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Would you like some dessert?" Wen Chuan asked.

Shen Le shook her head like a rattle.

Wen Chuan smiled, and tapped on the menu, "Okay, I'll have a dessert."

Shen Le: ...

So under Shen Le's resentful gaze, the other party ordered a tiramisu and caramel egg pudding.

Why is this person a bit annoying! ! ?

hateful!

Rolling the pasta with a fork boredly, Shen Le saw the opposite fork poke on the tiramisu, pick up a piece, put, put...to Shen Le's mouth...?

Shen Le was startled:? ?

Wen Chuan didn't hold back his laughter. If he put this mouthful in his mouth, would the little sheep in front of him cry angrily?

When Shen Le saw the tiramisu put to his mouth, he refused it very righteously.

Wen Chuan was considerate, "The fork is new."

Shen Le swallowed her saliva, glanced at the meat sauce noodles on her fork, and at the tiramisu on her mouth, the sweet aroma.

Aww~~ One bite, eat it.

At the end, she even licked her lips, Shen Le felt that her IQ was gone in front of this person.

"Just give me this fork, you still have one..." Shen Le pointed to the one on the pudding plate.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party forked another piece, stared at Shen Le's mouth, and generously put the fork into his mouth...

boom……

The earth hits Mars again, can this person do it?

"You...you!" Shen Le was so angry that she couldn't speak, so this is considered an indirect kiss!

Wen Chuan smiled, seeing that the other party has been teased into a red balloon, and it might explode if poked, so he quickly waved his hand, "I'm just kidding you."

Shen Le: "..."

In the end, Shen Le eliminated Bu Ding, and was soothed by the sweet Bu Ding, who was about to go berserk, and the two started talking again.

The water stains on his body have dried up, but the flower tea before was sweet, so the shirt feels a little sticky, he wants to leave quickly...

But the other party threw questions one after another, making it impossible for him to propose to leave.

"Shen Zhilu's character will make him do some extraordinary things, what about Qi Chen?"

Shen Le thought for a while, "Shen has a more flamboyant personality, while Qi Chen is reserved, and may not respond to things."

Wen Chuan nodded, and took out a small notebook from his pocket to record.

"What are you...remembering?" Shen Le probed and saw the dense records.

"Record some plots and the collisions that broke out during the rivalry, so as not to forget."

Although Wen Chuan is not serious, he takes writing very seriously, and the key points are recorded in the notebook.

After he finished writing, he raised his eyes and smiled again, "Then let's discuss the fan plot."

Shen Le's face started to turn red again, "This... don't need to discuss it for now, right?"

"Of course we need to discuss," Wen Chuan said solemnly.

Shen Le: "We can go back and discuss..."

Wen Chuan: "It happens that we have the opportunity to meet each other, and talking face to face is more conducive to communication."

He didn't wait for Shen Le to refute, and said: "In case there is an error in our offline communication, I will write a plot that you cannot accept, and you will ask me to change it when the time comes, but I will not change it."

Shen Le took a breath and asked, "What is an unacceptable plot?"

Wen Chuan put away the pen, and picked up the notebook: "Have you read the txt I sent you?"

Just as Shen Le wanted to nod, she straightened her head abruptly, and shook her head firmly, "I didn't look at it."

"Really?" Wen Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" Shen Shenle insisted.

"For example, they were in deep pools of water..."

Shen Le opened his eyes wide, his blood was surging, and he thought of the second scene of the txt, "No! Absolutely not!"

Wen Chuan smiled casually, as if he had succeeded, "I haven't said anything yet, you just said no?"

Shen Le: ...

Wen Chuan: "Haven't you never seen it?"

Shen Le: Hmph, I've seen it and masturbated to it, you hit me!

But he definitely didn't dare to say that, and shook his head solemnly: "I haven't seen it!"

"Okay, let me continue," Wen Chuan tapped the table with his fingers, the fingers were long and slender, making people blindfolded, "Qi Chen was in a state of madness in the deep pool, and Shen Zhilu rescued them. What happened? You didn’t write it in the original work, so can I make a fuss about it?”

Shen Le shook her head quickly, "No."

"Why not? After being tempered by the demons before, they believe that they already have extraordinary feelings for each other," Wen Chuan said quickly.

"So it's perfectly fine in the pool..."

Shen Le didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, his brain became hot, and the words that came out of his mouth did not pass through his brain, "Then they must not do anything in the pool! That is the holy pool!"

Shen Le: "..."

Wen Chuan burst out laughing, Shen Le was stunned on the spot, his ears, cheeks, and neck all turned red.

Wen Chuan took out the pen again, not knowing what to write in the notebook, "Yi Yang, are you sure you haven't read the txt I sent you?"

"..." Shen Le didn't want to talk anymore, because there were too many mistakes.

Glancing at the young man who was about to explode, Wen Chuan slowed down his progress.

"Let's stop here today. Regarding the copyright price increase, I will have a professional person here to talk to you." He put the cap on the pen.

Shen Le nodded hastily, and was finally about to be free. In this small space, he was tortured to pieces by the opponent's arrogance and hormones. As soon as Wen Chuan finished speaking, he stood up with a snap.

The distance between the sofa and the transparent table was very close, and his knees successfully overturned the glass table...and spilled the cocktail all over the other party.

Shen Le: ...I got into a fight with you today, didn't I?

Wen Chuan: Yes. :)

"I'm sorry!!" Shen Le hastily pulled out a tissue. Because the other party was tall, the wet place was lower than Shen Le's before...

——Probably the trousers and lower abdomen.

He took out a tissue but didn't dare to wipe it, Shen Le looked sad, he felt that it was really not suitable for him to go out today, and he forgot to read the almanac!

"You clean it," Shen Le handed over the paper, wailing in her heart, Wen Chuan's body is not cheap! "Give me the suit tomorrow, and I'll take it to the dry cleaner..."

Wen Chuan was still smiling, but when he saw the other party's hand that he didn't dare to reach out, he smiled and said, "It's okay, this set is only 10,000+."

Shen Le's head is about to smoke... 10,000+! ?Is he joking?

"Are you kidding...?"

Wen Chuan shook his head, "Customized, handmade."

Shen Le looked at Wen Chuan, and immediately brought Yang Bailao in...

"Wipe it for me," Wen Chuan said suddenly, his voice full of temptation, "You don't need to wash it, and you don't need to pay for it."

this and that……

Shen Le lost to 10,000+.

Reach out and wipe gently with a paper towel...

"Put harder," Wen Chuan said in a gentle tone.

Shen Le's fingertips began to tremble, what the hell is wrong with this direction!

This is getting more and more wrong, this is a scene from a romance novel! ?No, this is a scene from a Tanmei novel...

After wiping my belly, I wipe my pants...

This feeling... Fuck, writer from Wenzhou University, is it right for you now! ?This is not a Tanmei novel!

The author has something to say: Wen Chuan: Appropriate :)