Master, I have too many skirts

Tang Jing didn't move, or he was too frightened to move by the stimulus in front of him, just when he wanted to roll his eyes and forced himself to walk back.

The girl peeing with her legs up in front suddenly turned around.

And Tang Jing saw the girl's face clearly for the first time, and his pupils shrank sharply.

When the coffee cup in his hand fell to the ground.

He was still thinking about how this girl looks so much like Cheng Yue...

Cheng Yue put his arms around his skirt, and just as he took his legs off the urinal, he turned around and saw Tang Jing standing at the door of the toilet.

He swallowed, feeling nervous for a while.

The two of them just stood there looking at each other without moving.

Tang Jing opened his mouth and trembled, "You... who are you..."

After Cheng Yue put down his skirt, he touched his nose in embarrassment. Tang Jing didn't seem to recognize him?

When the footsteps of another person came from the toilet door, neither of them reacted.

"Yo, Cheng Yue, you and your uncle are very good at playing." Duan Changsheng pulled Tang Jing away, and looked at Cheng Yue who was wearing a skirt with interest.

Tang Jing stared at Duan Changsheng with wide eyes unwilling to give up.

"What's wrong?" Duan Changsheng squinted his eyes, suddenly realized, "Could it be that you didn't recognize that this is Cheng Yue?"

Tang Jing: "..."

Tang Jing glanced at the girl in the long skirt again, bent down to pick up the cup on the ground with ashamed heart, and went out of the toilet with the same hands and feet.

Cheng Yue breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Tang Jing leave, and he didn't know what to say to Tang Jing seeing Tang Jing like that.

However, Cheng Yue took a look at Duan Changsheng, who was standing at the door of the toilet, smiling maliciously with his chest in his arms, and suddenly felt a chill down his back for no reason.

"It's pretty cute." Duan Changsheng walked towards him, reached out and pinched his face, "Your uncle asked you to wear it?"

"No..." Cheng Yue ducked back, "I like to wear it myself."

"Tsk." Duan Changcheng smiled, "What are you pretending to do with me, Ji Xu looks so serious on the outside, but he's so sullen on the inside."

Cheng Yue blushed when he said that.

"You are calling uncle under the bed now..." Duan Changsheng suddenly approached him, and asked softly, "What are you calling on the bed?"

"It's uncle..." Cheng Yue felt a little embarrassed, "it's... what's the matter with you..."

"Or uncle?" Duan Changcheng smiled knowingly, "You're not efficient, but you're quite arrogant with me. Why haven't you got him yet? If you don't hold on tight, I'm not just thinking about this person. , don’t keep it in your pocket, don’t cry when someone snatches it away.”

Cheng Yue turned pale at what he said, pinched the hem of his skirt, bypassed Duan Changsheng and went out of the toilet.

When he walked into Ji Xu's office, Ji Xu was discussing something with a man who looked quite young.

Cheng Yue remembered what Duan Changsheng had just said in the toilet, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis that he hadn't felt for a long time.

But with it came a sense of territory that had never existed before.

He is not afraid of losing Ji Xu, because he knows that as long as he works hard enough, Ji Xu will always stay by his side.

He just wanted to keep Ji Xu in his territory, and no one could touch him.

Just like Duan Changsheng said, keep it in your pocket.

"Okay, you go out first." After Ji Xu finished speaking lightly, he turned his head and looked at Cheng Yue who came in after pushing the door and smiled, "Are you hungry?"

"It doesn't seem like..." Cheng Yue touched his stomach.

"I have to work here for a while." Ji Xu pointed to the sofa in front, "There is a small blanket in the cabinet at the back. If you are tired, you can sleep for a while, and I will call you when I leave later."

"Yeah." Cheng Yue nodded.

Cheng Yue originally sat on the sofa, because it was better and more convenient to see Ji Xu at work intuitively.

Cheng Yue leaned down a little when his mind was a little drowsy, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

When he woke up, he saw Ji Xu squatting in front of him.

"What are you doing..." Cheng Yue rubbed his eyes, his voice sounded like he had just woken up.

"Look at you sleeping soundly." Ji Xu looked at him as if he had just woken up, and his heart softened for no reason, "Go home."

Cheng Yue brushed back the long hair that was messed up by sleeping on his head, but just after waking up, his mind was a little unclear, so he just took it off.

Ji Xu looked funny, and reached out to help him straighten his messy forehead hair, "Don't wear it."

Cheng Yue nodded, and was led out of the office by Ji Xu.

While standing in the elevator, Cheng Yue suddenly remembered that there was no one in the office just now, he looked up at Ji Xu and asked, "What time is it?"

Ji Xu glanced at his watch, "It's past 11 o'clock."

"I've been asleep for so long?" Cheng Yue was a little surprised.

"You are not allowed to play those games next time." Ji Xu touched Cheng Yue's forehead, "I always feel that you have a little fever."

"No." Cheng Yue also touched his head, "It must be covered by a wig."

After getting off the elevator and entering the parking lot, Cheng Yue sneezed coldly when the wind came from nowhere.

Ji Xu reached out and rubbed his arms, took off his coat and covered him, "Hurry up and get in the car."

After Cheng Yue put on Ji Xu's warm coat, he ran to Ji Xu's car, opened the door and got in.

The weather is really a bit cold at night recently, sometimes Cheng Yue has to cover himself with a quilt to sleep, just now he was chilled by the gust of wind.

Cheng Yue felt that wearing a skirt was too careless for JJ.

The two returned home, took a shower and lay on the bed. After Ji Xu told the bedtime story, he stretched out his hand and squeezed the arm that was placed outside the quilt, "Go to Song Yi's place tomorrow, and get up earlier."

"Yeah." Cheng Yue was already a little sleepy, he tilted his head, buried his face next to Ji Xu's arm, and fell asleep directly.

Ji Xu tilted his head to look at half of his face, and pinched it with his fingers in a wicked way.

Cheng Yue didn't even respond, he just stuck to his body again.

Ji Xu's heart softened, and he fell asleep after reaching out to hug him in his arms.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Ji Xu and Cheng Yue drove towards Song Yi's studio.

After arriving at Song Yi's studio, Ji Xu was stopped outside the office door as usual. After Cheng Yue waved to Ji Xu, he followed Song Yi into the office.

"How's your mood recently?" Song Yi smiled and handed over a small cake, "It looks very happy."

Cheng Yue nodded, took the fork and cut a small bite out of the cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Do you like this flavor?" Song Yi brought out a small cake herself, "Mine is chestnut-flavored, a new flavor recently released by the small cake shop below."

"Mine are strawberries." Cheng Yue said.

"I heard that you participated in the competition a few days ago?" Song Yi asked with a smile, "Did you win the prize?"

"No." Cheng Yue sighed, then smiled, "But I recognize a master."

"Yo, now there is a master." Song Yi looked at him in surprise.

The two chatted nonchalantly, until Cheng Yue got up to leave after eating all the cake and drinking a cup of fruit tea.

"You don't need to come here from now on." Song Yi brought out a paper bag and handed it to him with a smile, "I'll give you two cakes, remember to miss me."

Cheng Yue was stunned, looking at Song Yi, he couldn't recover.

What Song Yi meant was...is his illness cured?

"You're fine." Song Yi dragged on the last word, "Come on in the future."

After Cheng Yue realized it, he smiled, and after taking the paper bag from Song Yi's hand, he bent down seriously and thanked him.

After leaving the office, Cheng Yue looked at Ji Xu who had stood up from the sofa when he heard the sound, and rushed towards him, even with the little cake in the paper bag jingling.

Ji Xu hurriedly caught him, and just about to talk about him, he heard Cheng Yue laughing in his ear.

After frowning, he still couldn't help laughing, "What are you laughing at?"

"Aunt Song said that I won't come here anymore." Cheng Yue hugged his neck, looked up at him, the dimple at the corner of his mouth was conspicuous and cute.

"You're so good." Ji Xu also smiled, "I'll give you a reward."

Cheng Yue: "..."

Now that Cheng Yue heard the reward, he thought of the skirt reflexively.

But this time Ji Xu didn't buy him another dress, instead he took him to the ice cream shop to do some shopping.

Ji Xu usually restricts the amount of ice cream he eats, but this time it was like a ten thousand year old iron tree blooming.

When Cheng Yue boasted these words to Ji Xu, Ji Xu slapped him, but he was still very happy.

It's not for the ice cream, but because his illness is cured, and Ji Xu doesn't have to worry about him anymore.

As soon as Cheng Yue and Ji Xu got home, Cheng Yue's cell phone rang.

Cheng Yue's mobile phone is basically a decoration, no different from a moldy firecracker, basically it doesn't make a sound.

He was a little surprised when he saw that it was his master calling on the phone.

Quickly picked up.

"Hello? Master."

As soon as Cheng Yue finished calling Master, he heard Qi Kang say at least a hundred or so words on the other end of the phone like setting off firecrackers.

In the end, the speed at which I hung up the phone was not at all like an old man in his 80s and [-]s, it was simply speeding.

"What did you say?" Seeing Cheng Yue, Ji Xu said 'Hello, Master' and hung up the phone, feeling a little puzzled.

"Master asked me to take my broken paintings to the place where we went to see the art exhibition last time. He said that the man we saw last time was my brother, and asked me to ask for advice. He also said that I could take my old paintings. A few broken paintings hung at my senior brother's place, saying they could be sold..." Cheng Yue picked up the important meaning and said it.

But he probably only remembered these few words.

"Broken painting?" Ji Xu flicked his ear, "How do you talk?"

"I didn't say that." Cheng Yue retorted immediately, he didn't hear what the master said clearly, but he still heard clearly what the master said.

"Okay, go take a shower." Ji Xu patted his butt and pushed him into the bathroom.

Early the next morning, after Ji Xu went to the company, Cheng Yue went directly to his senior brother's studio with his favorite work on his shoulders.

The senior brother is called Chang Ye. The last time Cheng Yueyuan watched it with Ji Xu, he was a very serious and melancholy middle-aged thin man.

But Cheng Yue went to meet him this time, and thought his senior brother was quite funny.

It's not at all like the wild cranes in their 40s.

Like... a chicken jumping in the vegetable garden.

When the weather was getting colder, Cheng Yue found that Ji Xu was working longer and longer in the company. Although he would spend a fixed time every day to accompany him, the time to go home was getting later and later.

Cheng Yue, on the other hand, runs very diligently in the wild studio these days, but every time he goes home, Ji Xu always calls and asks him to eat first.

Cheng Yue had no choice, he didn't want to eat alone, so he started running to Ji Xu's company every day, had dinner with Ji Xu before returning, and then waited for Ji Xu to get off work at home.

Ji Xu is too busy, how busy is he?

Ji Xu, who would never go into the bedroom without washing his hair, taking a bath, or changing his clothes, would never even take a breath. One night, he came back directly and lay on the bed.

Cheng Yue was shocked when he found out that day, he quickly went up to take off his clothes, wiped them again before going back to the bedroom to sleep.

He was worried that Ji Xu would spray the whole house with disinfectant when he got up the next day...

Cheng Yue was lying cross-legged on the sofa after taking a shower that day, with a dignified and serious expression on his face, it could even be said to be solemn.

He held a card in his hand and kept tapping on his knee.

There are 12 in this card.

One of the few paintings he put in Chang Ye was sold...

He didn't expect to be able to sell it at the beginning. Cheng Yue actually didn't believe the selling price of 12 yuan at first. His paintings could sell for a few hundred at most, and thousands of them were just luck.

He was worried that this brother bought it out of his own pocket to encourage him.

But Chang Ye said so.

"Your green color reminds an old customer of mine of the feeling of first love. She originally wanted to buy it for 200 yuan. After she knew that you were a closed disciple accepted by the master, she added a little more. When you told her about your first 10 yuan auctioned painting, she was very happy and thought it was a good deal."

When Cheng Yue finished answering the phone, he was a little stunned. The "green" in Chang Ye's mouth was the fat pot of aloe that Duan Changsheng gave him that he drew.

The name of the painting is not 'Green Oil', but 'Tang Scenery'

A pot of fat aloe can sell 12...

His last painting sold for 10 yuan purely because of charitable donations. The bosses had to raise their cards anyway, no matter what appeared on it under the shooting of major media.

Moreover, the construction of the Nanshan Welfare Institute actually had a certain amount of donations. His not-so-good painting sold for the lowest price among all the auction items.

However, this lowest price is very impressive for newcomers.

At this moment, Cheng Yue's hand holding the card was shaking, it was like a whole pot of shit was poured on his head.

The whole body smells like copper.

Today, he has been trembling since receiving the news. Before him, 12 was just an inconspicuous number concept.

But today, it is the excitement that he can go down to the community and follow the aunt to sing a little apple.

The kind of excitement that it's okay to be stepped on by a big mom.

Cheng Yue turned his head to look at the clock hanging on the wall, it was past 11 o'clock.

Ji Xu is coming back soon.

When the door was pushed open from the outside, Cheng Yue suddenly jumped off the sofa and ran towards the entrance.

Ji Xu, who just opened the door and was carrying a bag, was obviously taken aback when he saw the person coming, and then smiled and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Cheng Yue didn't answer him, and when he passed the card in his hand, his eyes lit up.

"What?" Ji Xu looked at the card in his hand.

"My painting has been sold." Cheng Yue's whole body showed trepidation, even his teeth.

"You are amazing too." Ji Xu praised without hesitation.

"This..." Cheng Yue gritted his teeth and mustered up his courage, and put the card in Ji Xu's palm as soon as he stretched out his hand, "Here you are!"

"You want to..." Ji Xu stared at the card in his hand for a while, then laughed in a low voice, "Do you want to support me?"

Cheng Yue felt his waist go limp when he heard the deep smile close to his ear.

It was rare for Ji Xu to make such a joke with him, which made Cheng Yue suddenly emboldened and reached out to grab his arm.

"What's the matter, Boss?" Ji Xu still smiled, his eyes narrowed in a rare smile.

He was indeed filled with Cheng Yue's unreserved dependence and flattery.

"I can..." Cheng Yue's habit of swallowing when he was nervous came up again, "Can... can..."

Kiss you?

These three words seemed to be bitten into the mouth fiercely by the teeth, but they couldn't say it.

Cheng Yue felt uncomfortable, and his hand on Ji Xu's arm tightened a little.

"You..." Just as Ji Xu was about to ask, Cheng Yue stretched out his hand and pulled his neck down. Before he could react, something soft and warm was pasted on his mouth.

Ji Xu's eyes widened suddenly.