domineering man

Because of the popularity of "The Backyard of the House Gate", Yinsu also felt a sense of presence in front of the masses.

Many people saw value in him.

Whether it's that wonderful face or his crippled body.

Wu Mingyuan called before to talk to him about it, and wanted to ask him if he was interested in appearing on the show.

The messages they sent were also full of program invitations.

It's just outrageous that one of the programs is called "Imperfect Me".

The topics to be created are self-evident.

Yin Su shook his head and chuckled, whether he wants to be on the show or not depends on what will happen tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he looked sideways at Zhao Qian, and said softly, "I got into a disaster."

Still in a daze, Zhao Qian suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly asked, "What?"

He smiled mysteriously.

"I'll find out tomorrow."

The fact is that the speed of Internet communication is faster than expected. In the evening, some big Vs talked about Yinsu.

The titles in it are all about holding the newcomer Yin Su up to the sky first, and then pulling him down to the ground.

The new actor of Shengshi Meiyan is actually a liar#

A potential rookie in a big hit drama has black material right after his debut#

Take a look at the dark horse, and get attention by selling miserably#

At this time, Yin Su had just finished watering his Chinese cabbage. He was wearing off-white home clothes, his waist-length hair was tied behind his head, and a few strands of hair were loose and blown in front of him in the wind.

Zhao Qian lay on the window on the first floor, feeling that Yin Su was full of immortality, but immortals don't know how to carry hoes.

He didn't blame Yin Su for turning the turf in his front yard upside down, but they were all external things, which couldn't be more important than Yin Su.

It's just that he is still a little puzzled.

"Why do you grow Chinese cabbage?"

A person like Yin Su who looks elegant on the outside should be suitable for playing with some precious flowers and plants.

Yin Su walked in barefoot, put down his rolled up sleeves, and replied very naturally: "Aren't ordinary people like this?"

Food is the foundation of the people, we work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

He has seen many people, but those who have rolled up their trouser legs and are covered in mud have the brightest smiles.

Zhao Qian didn't seem to understand, and he didn't explain much.

A person like Zhao Qian who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth would not understand the lives of ordinary people.

The phone on the table rang, and he casually wiped the water on his clothes, and picked up the phone directly.

Zhao Qian saw his movements, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

"What's the matter with you, your leg is healed!"

The volume of the other party directly expressed the shock in his heart.

It seemed that Wu Mingyuan had already seen those topics.

"It's not useless, it's just that the body is weak."

He explained a sentence lightly.

"But why didn't you say it before? Now that your photos outside have been photographed, those media will definitely exaggerate in order to gain attention and create topics. You have not officially entered the circle yet, and you have made such a thing. One can't explain it. Well, it will become a stain that you can't wash off."

As a manager, Wu Mingyuan certainly knew how dark those things were.

Three people becoming a tiger is most applicable on the Internet. When this matter is fermented, no one will believe it even if Yin Su says it is a lie.

Some people will even accuse Yinsu of being a consumer disabled person.

Hearing Wu Mingyuan's long conversation, he took a sip of water unhurriedly.

"I didn't know I could stand up so quickly."

It was only later that he figured out that his lack of feeling in his legs was just because he hadn't fit in with this world yet.

"Okay, let me help you control this matter. When the time comes to arrange for you to be on the show, you'd better explain it yourself. It would be best if someone can testify for you."

Wu Mingyuan on the other end sighed, sounding helpless.

Yin Su replied with a smile. He was about to turn around and talk to Zhao Qian about it, only to find that Zhao Qian was no longer in the living room.

When he walked to the window, he saw Zhao Qian carefully stepping on the wet soil he poured. It was obvious that Zhao Qian felt a little strange. He frowned, as if he didn't quite understand why someone like Yin Su liked him. something like this.

However, Zhao Qian walked in barefoot and stepped on the land that was originally covered with turf. The Chinese cabbage on the ground was just young seedlings. I poked it.

A chuckle came from behind.

Yin Su imitated Zhao Qian's appearance lying on the window before, with his smooth long hair hanging outside, he propped his chin with one hand, and said with a light smile, "Don't poke my cabbage seedlings to death."

Zhao Qian was a little embarrassed. He stood up and turned to look at Yin Su. The afterglow of the setting sun cast a gentle light on Yin Su. The person who was watching him quietly was as beautiful as a painting.

After the two washed up separately, Yin Su told Zhao Qian about the Internet.

In fact, during Yin Su's bath time, Wu Mingyuan also contacted Zhao Qian and discussed with him.

The drama "The Backyard of the House" is not long, and it has been broadcast to the end during this period. This is a good time for Yinsu to be known by everyone, and it is even more important to manage his image in front of the public.

Wu Mingyuan wanted to arrange for Yinsu to have a show or an interview to explain this matter well. It would be even better if someone like Suhang or Liang Ziwen could help to post a blog to clarify.

Wu Mingyuan will help arrange this matter, but in view of the private relationship between Yin Su and Zhao Qian, he still wants to let him know.

Originally, according to Zhao Qian's ability, he only needed to move his fingers to remove those negative comments, but after Xiao Liu reminded him, he began to worry whether he would become a negative news in Yinsu.

Yin Su rolled his eyelids lazily, and said directly: "You can do whatever you want, since there is a shortcut, there is no need to spend more effort."

He never felt that his relationship with Zhao Qian was shameful.

Because Zhao Qian never treated him badly, nor humiliated him.

Even apart from the difference in status, they have always been equals.

"Then... what if they find out about your relationship with me and say that you were kidnapped..."

He looked sideways, and Zhao Qian's eyes showed some worry and vague expectation.

"Then do you think I have that kind of relationship with you?"

He asked lightly.

"of course not!"

Zhao Qian stood up excitedly, denying it very simply.

Yin Su's eyes moved, and the words he was about to say turned in his throat.

"I remember you said at the beginning, give me food, give me shelter, give me sleep, if it's not that kind of relationship, what is it?"

"Yes……"

Zhao Qian was about to blurt out, but when he looked into Yin Su's eyes, he found that there was nothing but fun in them.

He sat down like a deflated balloon.

"It's what you say it is."

Hearing Zhao Qian's mumbling in a low voice, his eyes rolled.

"So good, little thing, do you want to please me, so you coax me like this?"

Yin Su only said this lightly, the temperament of the superior person will naturally exude without deterrence.

Zhao Qian's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't bear such provocative words from the elegant and dusty Yin Su.

It made his legs go weak every time, but he couldn't stop.

Yin Su sighed silently, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I don't care what those people say, after all, I have nothing to do with them. Only we know how you and I are. You can use your means, do what you want.”

There is no need to waste Zhao Qian's power to do some secretive things.

He and Zhao Qian were not as dirty as outside.

Zhao Qian's eyes lit up, and he ran back to the room.

Not long after, a real-name certified blog appeared.

Mr. Zhao Qian V: My Yinsu family is not lying, his legs are not good, and he is still recuperating. Recently, he needs to cook more hoofs to make up for him.

There is also a helpless and very embarrassing emoticon package at the back.

In less than 1 minute, the building was built below.

However, Zhao Qian no longer wanted to pay attention to what those netizens would comment, so he hugged his pillow happily and went to Yinsu's bedroom.

Yin Su leaned on the bed, and seeing Zhao Qian approaching, he lifted the quilt and patted him.

Speaking of which, he has recently developed a habit of feeling Zhao Qian's heartbeat, and he can sleep better.

Except in the morning, Zhao Qian would shrink into the quilt in embarrassment.

Zhao Qian lay obediently on the bed, pulled the quilt with both hands, opened his eyes, and said expectantly: "Goodnight kiss..."

Yin Su looked at the time, it was only nine o'clock.

"Sleep so early?"

"Tomorrow I have to go to work, go to bed early and get up early!"

"Oh?"

He closed the book in his hand and looked down at Zhao Qian's wandering eyes.

He kindly didn't expose this little thing's lie, he stretched out his hand, and gently smoothed the broken hair on Zhao Qian's forehead to the back of his head.

He leaned down, and gently kissed it, and a whisper escaped from his throat.

"Good night……"

Zhao Qian's ears were hot, half of his face was covered by the quilt, and his voice was muffled.

"Good Night, Darling."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qian really closed his eyes, and very consciously grabbed Yin Su's hand and placed it on Yue Xiong's mouth.

He lowered his eyes and began to think about whether he wanted to go further with Zhao Qian.

This is a good thing for him.

Thinking of this, his peaceful black eyes became quiet, and he sent a message to Wu Mingyuan, hoping that he could arrange a job for himself, preferably leaving the city for a while.

He wanted to see what Zhao Qian would do during this period of time.

Will he lose interest in finding someone new, or will he be more enthusiastic about him.

Now that Zhao Qian already has feelings for him, he hopes that this feeling will be stronger, not only liking, but love.

Across the long river of time and space, when he came here, either he learned to love others, or he was able to be loved by others.

He has defaulted to the second option.

Even though this is a bit unfair to Zhao Qian, the ghost king who has seen the changes of time for thousands of years does not have such feelings as sympathy and affection.

He looked down at Zhao Qian's constantly trembling eyelashes, and stretched out his hand to stroke his temples. Under such gentle and intimate movements, he had a pair of calm eyes.

Suddenly his fingers were caught, and his cold fingertips were kissed very quickly. He watched Zhao Qian shrink into the quilt secretly, and a smile burst out of his stunned eyes.

He leaned over and whispered into the red ear: "I took a look at the things you put in the drawer, and the size seems a bit small."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep with his head tilted.

Zhao Qian opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes were red, wishing he could wake up Yin Su to compete!

Listening to the movement around him, Yin Su slightly pursed the corners of his mouth.

Young people are full of energy, and staying up late will help reduce the fire.

I hope Zhao Qian can understand his good intentions.

Thus, Yin Su slept very comfortably, and Zhao Qian opened his eyes until dawn.