Nurturing Manual

I sponsored the little lover, and the little lover was moved to tears, and said that there was nothing to repay, but only flesh.

Seeing Shen Huan lying naked on his body, Zhang Zhiyuan was fighting in his mind, whether to hug or not.

The fragrant and soft body was within reach, Zhang Zhiyuan hid in the bed in a panic, he didn't need to be like Shen Huan, and he didn't have to go to bed, it was fine to act coquettishly and kiss him.

I can't figure out why my benefactor's father is so different. Other benefactors try their best to go to bed, and the best thing is to see you in bed. I try my best to let Zhang Zhiyuan sleep, but he is still evasive.

"Godfather." Shen Huan sat straddling Zhang Zhiyuan's waist, bent down, and looked down at him, "Are you..."

Shen Huan paused, and glanced down unconsciously. He always felt that telling such a thing would hurt a man's confidence too much, and Zhang Zhiyuan was the one who controlled the lifeline of the economy.

If he wanted to ask Zhang Zhiyuan if he couldn't do it, he still didn't say it when it came to his lips.

Seeing Shen Huan's complex expression, Zhang Zhiyuan somehow understood, whether he was reluctant or worried, Zhang Zhiyuan didn't even think about it, "Yes!"

Shen Huan was startled by the angry "yes", pursed his lips, and looked at Zhang Zhiyuan with distressed expression.

The little lover suddenly moved, pushed her forward, and immediately kissed her lips.

Until we parted, I didn't see him making excessive movements, but he was very cute, leaning on Zhang Zhiyuan's chest and no longer being presumptuous.

Zhang Zhiyuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, pulled the quilt and covered Shen Huan, and the two embraced each other to sleep, Shen Huan lying on his chest, the warm feeling made Zhang Zhiyuan feel comfortable physically and mentally, who would have thought that Shen Huan was thinking What.

Poor him, the benefactor's father, can see it, but can't eat it, so he sleeps on him, and he can't do it.

Shen Huan sighed in his heart, but who called him Zhang Zhiyuan?He is so kind to himself, even if he can't bear the distance, even if he can only hug and rub in the future, he can only masturbate, Shen Huan also admits it.

Under the name of Zhang Zhiyuan's company, the animation department was proud and proud, and wanted to walk sideways in front of the student union. The president of the student union looked at the people in the animation department with different eyes.

On the day of the event, gossip about the people around him, "Where did they get the sponsorship, I don't know if they thought it was a star performance."

Ever since he saw Shen Huan getting into the car of a strange man, his glasses paid special attention to his usual travels. The man seemed to come to pick up Shen Huan often. Several times, the two kissed right after getting into the car.

While flipping through the photos in the phone, the glasses feel hot eyes, this is not a nurturing thing!Coupled with the sponsorship of the animation department this time, the glasses confirmed that Shen Huan was being taken care of by the big boss.

In his hands, these photos are Shen Huan's handle, and one day Shen Huan will be ruined.

Soon the ERP sand table competition came, and the counselor pulled the top ten in the grade into a group, and basically selected the contestants by default, and Shen Huan was among them.

The counselor went to Shen Huan privately and told him, "Be sure to prepare well this time."

Most of the theories learned at school are on paper, while the ERP sand table simulates a complete industry. Shen Huan, like other students, has no practical experience

Having said that, don't you still hold a ready-made thigh?

After talking about the competition with Zhang Zhiyuan, Zhang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows with interest, "Did you assign roles to you?"

Shen Huan shook his head, "Not yet, and there is no point for practice."

Putting the yellow waste in his mind aside, Zhang Zhiyuan sorted out everything for Shen Huan from production line to depreciation, factory leasing to product production, contract breach of contract to bankruptcy settlement.

In the ERP sandbox, each person plays a different role. In actual work, what kind of job function does he have? It is a competition to fully understand the actual work before graduation.

There is more than one identity to explain, which is cumbersome and complicated. Zhang Zhiyuan hadn't worked as a marketing director for some years, so he even read the book and explained it to Shen Huan.

Different from the teacher's lectures, Zhang Zhiyuan mostly picked out suitable examples from his experience to tell Shen Huan.It is no longer limited to books and competitions, "It doesn't matter whether you win the competition or not, first let you see how you should work in the future is the most important thing."

It was just that he didn't want to put pressure on Shen Huan, but he agreed to go to the competition, and it was Zhang Zhiyuan who gave the lecture in person, and Shen Huan felt very sorry if he didn't show some attitude.

The seriousness of the little lover made Zhang Zhiyuan very gratified. A serious man really makes people unable to take their eyes off. No matter how you look at Shen Huan, how do you feel that his whole body is full of shining points? Zombies in eyes.

There was an announcement about the competition, and the students in the department were not called on to sign up. Glasses had long been thinking about winning more prizes in the university, and upon inquiring, the school had already pre-determined the quota.

Forget about the internal decision, there is even Shen Huan among them.

His glasses were so angry that his molars were grinding so badly, why did he participate in the competition, what qualifications did he have to represent the school and the department, a little lover who was adopted, if he said it, he would embarrass the face of the school.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, his glasses became more heartbroken, he took out his mobile phone, compressed the photos he had taken into a file, and sent an email to the counselor with an unfamiliar account.

A paragraph of text was attached, "Shen Huan was taken care of by others, so he is not worthy to represent the school in the competition. As a student, I have the obligation to expose what he did to classmates who don't know. Please be sure to disqualify him from the competition."

Shen Huan was called to the office by the counselor. At first, he thought it was about the competition. Seeing that the counselor was frowning, Shen Huan asked, "Counselor, is it about the competition?"

It happened that there was only one counselor in the office, so she took a look at Shen Huan. As the best student in their department, Shen Huan had always been the focus of training in the department, but those photos were the hard facts, "Shen Huan, don't worry about the competition for now." busy."

Shen Huan was taken aback, "Is... what's wrong?"

"Shen Huan, it's for your sake that you are not allowed to compete..." The counselor paused, "Actually, your school shouldn't interfere with your private life, it's just...students still have to keep themselves clean..."

Shen Huan's face froze, and the corner of his mouth pulled out an arc with difficulty, "What...what do you mean?"

The counselor pushed the computer to Shen Huan, and there were many photos of Zhang Zhiyuan coming to pick him up. Sometimes he forgot to measure it, and there were even photos of him kissing Zhang Zhiyuan.

"Someone reported it... I hope the department can disqualify you from the competition."

Shen Huan came out of the office in a daze, not for anything else, just these days, Zhang Zhiyuan spent a lot of time preparing with him, Shen Huan felt ashamed to face Zhang Zhiyuan for the first time.

The matter of the game was kept hidden from Zhang Zhiyuan, and he had to hide his disgusted expression when he went home at night.

Zhang Zhiyuan was concerned, "Is the game coming soon? Godfather will watch it then."

Shen Huan suddenly panicked, he hesitated and couldn't make up a lie, Zhang Zhiyuan looked uncomfortable, "Huanhuan, what's the matter?"

It was a knife anyway, Shen Huan said, "Godfather, I... I won't go."

Zhang Zhiyuan didn't quite understand Shen Huan's meaning, "Why don't you go?"

"The game...I won't go to the game."