Raise BOSS online[Quick Transmigration]

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Ah ah ah ah.

Shen Le: [No, I typed it wrong before! !do not mean that. ]

Wen Chuan raised the corners of his lips, and typed slowly with his fingertips: [What does that mean?what to try ]

Shen Le scratched her head: [Try to learn from you, write... Tanmei? ]

Wen Chuan sent a hehe expression: [Really? ]

Seeing the hehe expression, Shen Le gritted his teeth angrily.

[Um! ] He clenched his fists to make his heart firmer.

Wen Chuan: [OK. ]

Wen Chuan: [Tomorrow I have a signing meeting. ]

Shen Le: [Congratulations. ]

Wen Chuan: [How about learning from the autograph session first?After signing, I can also teach you how to start with the person setting. ]

... What the hell, do you really want to learn?

Forget it, all the words have been said, let's learn, maybe Yi Yang can also become a danmei boss.

This is also a kind of boss!

At this time, the system also interjected: Yes, it is also a kind of boss.

Shen Le flipped on the bed frantically, [Okay then... I'll just go and catch the heat. ]

Wenchuan::)

End the conversation.

Shen Le glanced at his Weibo, completely captured, covered his head, his rotten male heart.

[I originally thought that Yishutiandada was a mature type, but it turned out to be a fresh meat. ]

[With this beauty, the grass jelly is gone. ] What the hell is grass jelly?

[So what did you two do at the party? ]

[Wet clothes?what liquid ]

[Wet body play. ]

Shen Le didn't dare to look at it anymore, but at this moment, he posted a new post.

Wen Chuan: [Tomorrow's signing will be held, there will be guests who will overwhelm the sky with their support, welcome to come and play. ]

Shen Le: I'm dead.

Shen Le pulled it in, and saw a screenshot at the bottom, which was actually a screenshot of the Wenchuan fan group. Looking at the time, it turned out to be a screenshot when Shen Le first arrived.

[Our family, Wen Wen, has been thinking about Xiao Tiantian for a long time, if you don't believe me, look at the picture! ]

As expected of a Danmei novel group, it turns out that fans have been yelling at Yi Yang's novel since a long time ago.

After reading a few lines of fan dialogue, Wen Chuan appeared.

Wen Chuan: [Is it "The Three-way Life of Demons and Ghosts" on the Comprehension Channel? ]

Come on, here it is!

This caught Wen Chuan's attention.

So this comment was instantly topped as a hot comment, and someone immediately replied below.

[I have already made up a book of Little Yellow Mosquitoes. ]

[I stand for this cp. ]

Hey, now I can't say clearly, so I resigned to my fate and posted a Weibo.

Covering the sky with one hand: Wen Chuan, okay, I'm going to check on the enthusiasm/funnyness of the great god.

Can it be turned into a brotherhood...?

Shen Le thought desperately in her heart.

He still wanted to look through the comments, but the phone vibrated, making his fingers numb.

It just so happened that it was Wen Chuan who suffered a thousand knives.

"Hey," Shen Le said angrily.

"Alone at home? Tomorrow morning at 08:30, downtown gymnasium," Wen Chuan's voice became as warm as a spring breeze.

Those who didn't know thought he was caring for the empty nesters and giving them warmth.

No, empty-nester gay.

Shen Le: "So early?"

"Well, because the venue opens at 09:30, why, can't you get up?" Wen Chuan said.

"A little..." Shen Le usually likes to stay up late so that he can sleep more soundly.

"What did you do tonight?" Wen Chuan's familiar tone was like an old friend who had known each other for a long time, making it impossible for Shen Le to refuse to answer the other party's question.

"Isn't it over?"

Shen Le: "Well... I want to save the manuscript."

Yi Yang writes essays full-time. He has to write nearly [-] words a day, so he stays up late every day.

Wen Chuan: "I will wake you up."

"Don't bother you, I'll set the alarm myself."

In the past, Shen Le used to set five alarm clocks at once in order to catch a plane, each with an interval of 5 minutes.

"Setting the alarm clock can really wake you up?" Wen Chuan smiled, and the appearance of someone staying in bed several times appeared in his mind.

Shen Le: ...

"Okay then," multiple 'human flesh' alarms are fine.

Shen Le overestimated himself, he has become a god, a god of sleep.

Five alarm clocks plus 7 missed calls didn't wake him up, and it was already [-]:[-]...

He jumped up in an instant, jumping up from the bed, his vision was dark and he almost fell back.

At this time, another call came.

Wenchuan.

Shen Le picked it up with a guilty conscience: "Ah, that, I was in the bathroom just now, so I didn't hear it."

"Really?" Wen Chuan seemed to be walking, and there was a slight panting sound, which made Shen Le feel so hard.

"Yes, yes!" In order to make her words more credible, Shen Le said again: "I'm already dressed and ready to go out, let's not talk about it, you are busy first!"

Wen Chuan: "That's just right."

Shen Le: "Huh?"

Wen Chuan: "Open the door."

Shen Le: ...

Fuck you don't need it! ?Arrest people if you arrive late...?

Shen Le automatically understood that Wen Chuan was at the venue and asked others to open the door for him.

But Shen Le just got out of bed, ready to hang up the phone.

——Knock knock knock.

"Who...?" His voice was trembling, maybe he just knocked on the door to remember the water and electricity?

"I, Wen Chuan," but the facts always hit him in the face.

Shen Le: "..."

"Open the door," thump thud thump, knocking on the door hurriedly.

"You, you wait!"

"Aren't you going to go out?" There was a muffled voice outside the door, seeming to be smiling.

Damn, Shen Le searched for a t-shirt in the closet and put it on. He likes to sleep semi-naked, so he only wore a pair of underwear. After searching for a while, he finally found a black one. Pure cotton shorts.

Opening the door, Wen Chuan was holding a plastic bag, wearing a casual suit, and his shiny leather shoes were even reflective.

On the other hand, Shen Le, with a chicken head, wearing glasses askew, wearing a crumpled t-shirt stuffed in the closet, and cotton shorts with big cotton belts from the organizer of the event.

Wen Chuan looked the other party up and down, and smiled: "You want to come to my signing meeting like this?"

"It's unique."

Shen Le: ...

Wen Chuan handed over the plastic bag in his hand, "Breakfast."

He handed Shen Le two plastic bags, "Douhua, and steamed stuffed bun."

Shen Le subconsciously took it with two hands, "Thank you..."

Shen Le didn't have any free hands.

This must be some kind of trick, because the other party saw that after he grabbed the plastic bag with both hands, he stretched out his arm, grabbed the elastic band of his trousers, and flicked it.

"What are you doing?" Shen Le reacted greatly, but Nai He had breakfast in hand, so she could only stare at him.

Wen Chuan smiled, "You're wearing it backwards."

"Pure white?"

That's right, Shen Le is wearing pure white underwear.

Shen Le's ears turned red, "I...well, give me 10 minutes!"

"Sit whatever you want," Shen Le put the breakfast on the table, pulled out a stool that was scattered around the room, and rushed into the bathroom.

He really only took 10 minutes, and when he came out, his hair was smooth and he was a little refreshed.

Wen Chuan raised his eyes and stood up, and he saw contact lens care solution on the other party's desk.

"Do you have contact lenses?"

Shen Le undressed, squeezed the lotion next to the lotion, and applied it on her face a little, the milky white complexion seemed to have a little luster.

Wen Chuan: "Why not?"

Shen Le was embarrassed, "I can't put it on."

While speaking, he had already changed his shoes, packed his backpack, and was ready to go.

"I'll help you wear it," Wen Chuan said.

Although wearing glasses is Yi Yang's habit, Shen Le is not used to it. He always wants to poke his glasses when he reaches out to rub his eyes. It would be great if he could wear invisible glasses.

Wen Chuan took the contact lens out of the care solution and said to him, "Open your eyes."

Wen Chuan is more than half a head taller than him, at this height, he wants to raise his head.

His glasses were taken off by the other party, and his eyes were instantly blurred.

The sense of security has dropped a lot.

Suddenly I started feeling a little nervous...

"Keep your eyes wide open," Wen Chuan's magnetic voice was like a stream of spring water, touching his ear, and as he got closer, he could clearly smell the perfume on the other party's body, which was the same as last time.

The cool thing attacked the eyeballs, Shen Le closed his eyes reflexively, and the contact lens had already poked in.

Tears still came from him, the corners of his eyes were pink, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes looked moist and watery as if they had been drenched by the rain.

The other eye was also rubbed into the eye in the same way. Wen Chuan's technique was very good. When he poked it himself, he poked it for a long time, either half of it was exposed, or it fell out in the blink of an eye.

Close your eyes to adjust, open your eyes, the whole world is transparent.

And Wen Chuan also looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Le shook her head: "Very comfortable."

Then, he kissed her.

That's right, a kiss.

If it was a hormonal effect last time, what is it this time?

A gentle and a little bit strong kiss.

He even heard a little water, the sound of tongue churning together.

"Do you want to have breakfast at home?" Wen Chuan licked his lips in satisfaction, and asked the dull young man.

Shen Le recovered, and immediately avoided the other party's eyes, "Ah, eat on the road,"

It was almost nine o'clock, Wen Chuan drove into the gymnasium from the underground parking lot.

"How do you know where I live?"

Wen Chuan stepped on the brake, pulled out the key, "Ask your editor."

Hmph, a few days ago I reminded myself to pay attention to the image of a straight man, and betrayed my teammates today!

Staff are already waiting in the lounge.

God Wenchuan, who had arrived at the venue early, disappeared in a flash, and they didn't see anyone until it was about to start.

The point is, behind him is a... college student?

Wearing a T-shirt, stepping on a pair of sneakers, and carrying a schoolbag.

Wait, isn't this the cover-up in the official party photos posted on Weibo yesterday?

He was sucking soy milk in his mouth, and followed behind, like a little follower, without glasses, the female staff present and the rotten girls in the studio almost wanted to scream.

So the god went to pick up the cutie?Take a picture now!

The signing meeting went smoothly, Shen Le sat on the side, helping to pass the book, pick up the pen, and say thank you.

He is considered knowledgeable, and there are so many people that it is impossible to get around!When he entered the arena, he was almost squeezed away, but fortunately, Wen Chuan helped him, and he signed on to his seat.

Of course, the move elicited a burst of booing and screaming.

———What is innocence?nonexistent.

At the signing event, taking a group photo is essential, but Shen Le doesn't understand why he wants to take a photo with himself. At least five out of ten fans ask Shen Le to be in the photo.

This is the first time fans have met real people.

It is also because there will be a real person signing event this time, so Wen Chuan will attend the party and expose it in advance.

The little girls blushed, and after taking photos with them, they ran away screaming, and began to share photos with 'wretched' faces.

So there is a Weibo topic for this day.

[Wenchuan signing will bring 'family members', close group photos will continue]

[Great-looking writer, handsome black-bellied son x cute peach-eyed kid]

Cut off your sister!Little cutie, your sister!

Shen Le poked the screen of his mobile phone, although he wanted to scold, but at the same time his Weibo popularity rose, and he got almost 10,000 million followers of Wenchuan popularity, which rose from [-] to [-] to [-]+, which is about to break [-].

And the number of his publication reservations in simplified Chinese has also risen steadily.

What else can he say, can he have trouble with money! ?

nonexistent.

Wen Chuan rubbed his slightly numb fingers, and looked at the young man who was smoking noodles across the table.

"Thank you for your hard work," Wen Chuan pushed a plate of sauced beef to the other party.

Shen Le shook his head, continued to eat the noodles seriously, and competed with the sauced beef for a while, it was really chewy!

While eating, Shen Le asked Wen Chuan to talk about Danmei's character design, and he had to learn anyway, and the meal happened to be fast. Listen to the termination time, his stomach is full, and he is starting to feel sleepy.

Wen Chuan had already finished eating, because Shen Le was too late.

Wen Chuan really explained to him, with a very serious, serious expression, not joking at all.

Shen Le nodded while eating.

Wen Chuan: "There is still a lot to say about this aspect, and I will continue when I have time."

"Uh!" Shen Le continued to nod.

After eating, Shen Le rubbed her belly in satisfaction, and got into Wen Chuan's car.

After driving for a while, Shen Le almost fell asleep.

Shen Le was startled when a voice suddenly came from his ear, and when he opened his eyes, it happened to be a red light, and Wen Chuan leaned down sideways and spoke in his ear.

Warm breath, "So defenseless, what should I do if I kidnap and sell you?"

"How could it be?" Shen Le's ears turned red, pretending to be calm.

Wen Chuan: "Really?"

Shen Le waved his hand, "Well, you can't sell me for much money, and you are not short of money."

Wen Chuan chuckled, kicked the accelerator and went out

Wen Chuan: "Are you ready?"

"Preparing for what?" Shen Le was puzzled.

"Of course continuing what we haven't done."

Shen Le biu~ tensed her body, unfinished business?what's up?What was that yesterday?

His mind was already full of filth, "What... what unfinished business??"

Wen Chuan didn't clear up the misunderstanding, so he turned the steering wheel and turned in the direction of his home on this branch road.

"I've got things ready."

"go?"

Shen Le took a deep breath, is it so exciting... what?

Shen Le, whose whole body was starting to feel crisp, had no way to refuse such a gracious request.

Otherwise, let's... have a shot?

"go……"

Wen Chuan smiled lightly, and drove seriously, while Shen Le sat in the co-pilot, fermenting the heat alone.

This misunderstanding lasted until Shen Le was sitting at Wen Chuan's desk, and when the other party handed over a stack of manuscript paper, he was dumbfounded.

The author has something to say: Wen Chuan closed the drawer full of small props, and silently took out the manuscript paper first: It doesn't matter, our night is very long.

Calvin Cavan

helpless ing