Temporary cohabitation

There was a buzzing in Ren Mingyao's head, and the hand on his waist slowly fell, "You still want to move away."

"Ah? No, I mean buy it first and then talk about it."

Cheng Shi gestured and explained, "That's right, I have a sum of money coming to the account soon, and I'm not very good at managing money... It's safer to just buy a house than keep it in my hands. Is this considered an investment? I just thought, can't waste."

Even if you say you want to buy a house now, you can't buy it in a short time, let alone move out immediately.Ren Mingyao recovered from his supplementary explanation and nodded, "Come out to eat first, and talk slowly."

It's a long story.

Cheng Shi thought it was his own business before, and there was no need to tell others to worry about it for him.But now that he is in a relationship and has a boyfriend, it seems even more inappropriate to keep it secret.Especially after seeing Yihe today, it should be put on the agenda.

Cheng Shi thought about where to start, and finally said deeply, "Actually, I am rich."

"..."

Cheng Xiaojun was eating too much salt, and clamored for milk, which more or less ruined the rare pretentious atmosphere.Ren Mingyao got up to make milk powder, stuffed it into his hand, and said with a smile, "Well, you continue."

"Do you think I'm joking?" Cheng Shi rubbed his hair in frustration, "I really have a lot of money, but I just haven't been able to use it. But I can withdraw it by the end of this month."

When he entered the station as a contract painter, he signed a special contract because of some special conditions.The binding time of the contract is as long as seven years. During these seven years, his income calculation method is different from that of any other painter. As long as he is in the serial state, he can get a fixed 3000 yuan every month.

In other words, as long as he is still drawing, even if the drawing is a pile of shit, even if few paying users will read his comics, he can still get 3000 yuan for posting to him every month.

As one of the original founders of the website, this is a special grant from Aunt Lan.

But correspondingly, this pattern has another constraint.His painting works are fully entrusted to the website. Whether it is a comic serial or a private draft of a graphic art publicity business manuscript, all relevant income generated must be stored on the website account through a third-party platform.

His salary is fixed at 3000 yuan per month, and when the settled manuscript fee exceeds this figure, the rest will be stored on the website.Unless there is a serious illness or accident during the period—Aunt Lan even bought some insurance for him, otherwise, if there is no emergency, the money will not be available until the end of the seven-year contract.

"I didn't expect to save so much." Cheng Shi found out the background of his website, and gave him a look at the figures trustingly, "These should be enough for the down payment, right? My income will double from next month, If you do a good job of serializing and receiving some private manuscripts, you should be able to afford the installment loan."

Ren Mingyao took a while to accept this fact, looked at his innocent eyes, and sighed dumbfoundedly, "Are you stupid?"

How can anyone sign such a bizarre contract, and sign it for seven years as soon as they sign it, "The proceeds are in the hands of others for seven years, do you know how much money you can make for her? As for yourself, you can't pay the rent until midnight every day." Get up. Give your hard-earned money to others for nothing?"

He didn't know the situation back then to think like this.But Cheng Shi still lowered his face in a rare way, and retorted seriously, "Don't say that about her."

"She wasn't trying to figure out how much money I could make for the website. At that time, I was still drawing poorly, and it wasn't worth the salary she gave me. No one knew that I could draw well later. And she was kind to me, Even if she thinks I have potential and wants to train me to make money from me, I am willing."

This little fool.

Ren Mingyao sighed helplessly, but he knew very well that even if there were differences of opinion on this kind of matter, he could not argue, "Okay, let's not talk about this."

"Buying a house is a big deal. Since you want to buy it, you should choose it. In the past few days, first pick out any new neighborhoods that have opened up. I will accompany you to have a look."

Right now, the house he lives in is just needed, and he hasn't paid much attention to it. He only visited it twice from the time he bought it to when it was installed and moved in.He was not as well-informed as Song Ziyang, who had money and leisure, on this kind of matter, so he called to inquire about the situation that night.

Cheng Shi also has a copyright of a work that is very close to ten, and it is expected to arrive in the second half of the year.With the savings over the years, it is basically enough to buy a small apartment in the city center.

Song Ziyang teased him, "I didn't expect that your wife is so rich."

No one could have imagined this, and neither could he.

Ren Mingyao didn't ask further.Cheng Shi said that if they were still together in winter, they would tell him some things, which was intentional.

It was thinking that if they had already separated by then, there would be no need to talk about it.If they hadn't been separated, they would have gotten along well after being together for more than half a year, so it wouldn't be too difficult to accept.

He actually thought it didn't matter if he listened sooner or later, but he felt that Cheng Shi would feel uncomfortable if he said it, so it wouldn't be a big deal if he waited patiently for another half a year.

Ren Mingyao flipped through the calendar with his mobile phone, and marked a red circle on the day of Lidong with a sense of ritual, so as to avoid someone cheating and not honoring it.

After thinking about it, I replaced the red circle with a heart.

**

There are not many communities that have recently opened or are about to open.Cheng Shi just took advantage of the opportunity of going out to meet netizens that day to tell the story. He was not in a hurry to buy a house, so he raised his schedule first and took his time.

The next day, Ren Mingyao picked up a courier for him.After shaking it a little, there was a rattling sound inside, and the courier was sent from Minghai, "It's from Guantong."

"Is it coming so soon?"

Cheng Shi was not surprised, but he showed some novelty, and immediately held it in his arms and opened it to look, sighing "so beautiful".

He took out a package of... butterflies from the delivery box?

Ren Mingyao sat over in amazement, picked up one and looked at it. The color is bright, the shape is lifelike, and even the texture is very close. "Real or fake? A specimen?"

"It's a handmade prop." Cheng Shi took out two other boxes from the box, which also contained props.Formed flowers and fragmented petals, a pack of sparkling pearl rhinestones, and even an accompanying makeup set.

This is a painting imitation makeup challenge that has become popular on the Internet recently.According to what everyone said, a painter who doesn't want to be a beauty blogger is not a good coser.

"Everyone took turns imitating their own paintings to take pictures. The last one was Guan Guan, and she @我 after she finished."

Cheng Shi opened the 24-grid eyeshadow palette with great interest, and tested the color on the back of his hand, "It's like body painting, it's fun."

Cheng Xiaojun also wanted to catch it, but he separated his small hands, "This is not a baby for food, this is cosmetics."

"Cosmetics." Cheng Xiaojun followed him in a correct manner.

"Yeah." Cheng Shi tried his best to explain, "It's...something that can make people beautiful."

Ren Mingyao picked up a box of rose-colored lip balm and opened it for a closer look. Compared with his lips, he couldn't tell the difference between one red and another red with his poor straight male aesthetics. "You want to use this makeup? What do you paint?"

"You also saw it a few days ago, the personification of flower vomiting disease."

In order to maximize the use of props, these things are used in turn, sent from the home of the previous painter to the next home, and the content is constantly enriched on the way. The handmade little butterfly should be added by Guan Tong based on the elements in his own painting .

Cheng Shi checked the existing props at hand and found that the elements here are basically enough to express his own painting, and the results can be produced today, "You play with Xiaojun in the afternoon, and I will do this job. "

"Okay." Ren Mingyao said briskly, "Go and play inside, I won't disturb you."

In the afternoon, the red roses ordered by Cheng Shi were delivered to the door of the house, and only two were taken out, and the rest were given to Ren Mingyao to take the children to play.The petals of these two roses were picked off and cleaned, crumpled a little, and they will express the symptoms of blooming later.

He has never been in contact with cosmetics before, but he thought it would be similar to using paints. He asked Guantong how to use liquid foundation, concealer, etc., and got a series of detailed instructions and tutorials.

It is said to protect the skin and can isolate makeup.He still felt a little troublesome, thinking that he painted this time very infrequently, and it shouldn't matter if he washed it off later, so he simply gave up the base makeup and used the eyeshadow palette to mark the color directly according to the painting.

But the effect without the base color is not ideal.In the middle of the painting, he found a problem, so he had to remove it and repaint it. This time, he honestly put on the base makeup and then painted the special effects. He hid the flowers in his hair and put a few small pearls on the end of his eyes. The colorful polarized white .There is also a rhinestone on the cheek to echo the tears in the painting-how did you draw so many things in the first place?It took two hours of hard work to set the shape.

Ren Mingyao was playing with his children outside, glancing at the half-covered door from time to time, he was already curious, and sent Cai Qian to inquire about information first.

The colored lead came back and reported to him with certainty: "Wow woof woof, woof woof—"

Ren Mingyao: "..."

Cheng Xiaojun had just used up his time share for watching cartoons today, and was a little bored playing with toys, so he was in the mood to chat with him, "Cheng Shi is here, become beautiful."

"Your little uncle is already beautiful." He hugged Cheng Xiaojun on his knees, and taught with a straight face, "What's your name, Cheng Shi? Little uncle. You call him Cheng Shi, then what's my name?"

Cheng Xiaojun tilted his head and thought for a while, then Shi Potian spit out a word, "wife."

Ren Mingyao: "..."

"You little brat, you know a lot." I don't know whether it was Song Ziyang or who said more, but this clever little head actually memorized it.

Ren Mingyao removed his own factors without shame, and tickled him with both hands with the posture of an adult, "You also called my wife's name casually? It's called little uncle."

Cheng Xiaojun giggled itchyly, wriggling around in his arms.Even Ren Mingyao himself was surprised that there was still such a day when he was teasing the children more and more proficiently, and he didn't have any impatience in completing the task in his heart, and even thought it was quite interesting to tease.

"I won't really raise you until you graduate from college."

He discussed with the child as if talking to himself, "Why don't you live on campus in junior high school? Let my wife have some private time, and baby me when she has time."

"..."

"I don't agree, so live in high school again?"

Cheng Xiaojun couldn't understand, he smiled and waved his little hand to greet him.Just when the doorbell rang, Ren Mingyao picked him up, held his butt in one hand, and opened the door with the other, "Who are you looking for?"

The strange man standing outside the door was tall and tall, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a black shirt with an open neckline, and a suit jacket in his arms. He looked like an elite who had just finished negotiations.When he saw him and the child in his arms, his gaze paused obviously, and he said in a low voice, "Excuse me, does Cheng Shi live here?"

What he said was a question, but he used an affirmative tone, showing that he had already investigated it clearly, and subconsciously carried some undeniable arrogance.

Ren Mingyao couldn't help frowning, "What do you want Cheng Shi to do?"

"You are not Cheng Shi." The visitor said firmly, "I need to have an interview with him."

Ren Mingyao reached out his hand impatiently to close the door: "Leave without saying anything."

He still restrained himself and didn't say go away.He has always been embarrassed by Cheng Shi's soft temperament, and he just wants to sneer when he meets this kind of unknown person who puts pressure on him when he meets him.

Cheng Xiaojun kept facing the room without turning his head.The child didn't like strangers, and he resisted even more when he heard an unfamiliar voice, and the arms that hugged his neck became stronger, and his tender face was pressed against his neck.

"……and many more."

The visitor seemed to be aware of this dependence, looked at the back of that round head without any trace, and finally said bluntly: "I'll pick up Cheng Xiaojun."

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