Clingy Love Guide [Transmigration Book]

Zhou Shenchang was so old, he had never been so embarrassed like now.

His puberty development was mediocre, and when his classmates had curiosity, shame, etc. due to physiological changes during puberty, he didn't have any extra emotions about it.

He has always felt that this is a normal physiological reaction, but it is true that there is rarely a need for this.

Most of his life time is occupied by study and work, and he has little time to think about these.

But now, he couldn't tell Qiao Yi so frankly what he did in the bathroom just now.

Qiao Yi didn't notice Zhou Shen's abnormality. After he finished speaking, he patted Zhou Shen's exposed arm with his hand without any guilt. It was really too cold, as if he had just taken a cold shower.

His original plan to use Zhou Shen as a human pillow to ease his mood had to fall through the cracks.

It didn't matter that Qiao Yi pushed the person away, he moved to the side again, anyway, the bed was big, he could sleep even if he squeezed to one side, after moving, he looked at Zhou who had no emotion on his face Shen, patted the place where the temperature was still warm where he slept before: "You can come here, I'm covering the heat over there."

After Zhou Shen lay down, Qiao Yi's attention returned to the phone, and his private messages also received a lot of questions from those people. Before, Qiao Yi would always reply to private messages, but today he directly closed those private messages up.

Zhou Shen usually has to deal with the leftover work before going to bed, but now he is lying in bed, Qiao Yi said that he is cold, but he can't feel it at all, he just feels that his hands and feet don't know where to put them , Qiao Yi lay a little far away from him, with a distance of a few centimeters between the two of them.

Zhou Shen hadn't thought about the current situation when he let Qiao Yi sleep in his room.

At this moment, Qiao Yi was holding the phone sideways to him, she didn't know what she saw, her lips were pursed tighter and tighter, and her eye sockets tended to turn red gradually.

Probably sensing his gaze, Qiao Yi raised her eyelids and looked at him, her nose twitched twice, and her eye sockets were indeed red.

Zhou Shen's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yi held the phone, tentatively touched Zhou Shen with one hand, and put a sticker on his arm with the back of her hand. It was not as cold as before, and it must be because of the fact that she had warmed the bed before.

"Can, can you let me hug you again? Brother Zhou Shen." When Qiao Yi asked, her eyes were on Zhou Shen, her voice was very nasal and sticky, and she felt like she was about to cry in a second.

But he also knew that it was not good to suddenly hug Zhou Shen and push him away just now, so he knew to ask this time.

Looking at Qiao Yi's expectant eyes, Zhou Shen couldn't pronounce the word "no" stuck in his throat, and only the word "good" came to Qiao Yi's ears clearly.

Almost without much hesitation, Qiao Yi burrowed into Zhou Shen's arms.

The quilt was propped up in one piece.

Qiao Yi's head was buried in Zhou Shen's chest, Zhou Shen's pajamas were also buttoned up to the top button, and the button made Qiao Yi's face uncomfortable, so he rubbed it up, and his cheek touched Zhou Shen's neck, Zhou Shen could only be forced to raise his head, his hands were hanging stiffly on both sides of his body like a mummy, and one side was pressed under his body by Qiao Yi.

I don't know what happened to it, it's so soft.

While smelling the intrusive fragrance from Qiao Yi's body, she curled her fingers unconsciously, feeling that the place she touched seemed to be sunken a little.

Qiao Yi moved her butt timidly, sucking her nose on the side of Zhou Shen's neck, just like sucking a cat, while grabbing Zhou Shen's other hand and putting it on her waist, instructing him: "Hug like this. Come on, otherwise I will be exhausted from working hard on my own."

Compared with the last time in the old house, the posture is even more ambiguous and close.

Zhou Shen's hand seemed to be unconscious, even the muscles lost all sense, and it rested on Qiao Yi's waist.

Qiao Yi's waist has always been ticklish, so she couldn't help shrinking, "Don't put it here."

Unsatisfied, Qiao Yi moved Zhou Shen's arm up and put it on his back, then muttered and complained: "You are so heavy."

Zhou Shen: "..."

Feeling the unignorable heat from Qiao Yi on his body, Zhou Shen simply closed his eyes.

As long as you are asleep, you will not feel it.

But Qiao Yi was restless, and he moved Zhou Shen's hand that was pressed under him to his back. Just now, that hand touched his buttocks, which felt strange.

Zhou Shen closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Qiao Yi."

Qiao Yi: "Huh?"

Qiao Yi leaned back on Zhou Shen's neck again. This time, she put her legs around Zhou Shen's waist and wrapped them around it directly, which would save a little effort.

If they were standing there, this posture would be like Qiao Yi hanging directly on Zhou Shen.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yi sniffed Zhou Shen's neck again: "Why does your body smell the same as mine?"

With the humanoid pillow, Qiao Yi's mood improved a lot.

Zhou Shenchui moved his finger on Qiao Yi's back, "I used it wrong."

"It smells good, doesn't it?" Qiao Yi sprayed all of Zhou Shen's breath on the side of Zhou Shen's neck when he spoke. He obviously didn't touch it, but Zhou Shen just felt that his skin became hot, "If you like it, you can Use mine."

"I don't like it." Zhou Shen just said, accidentally used the wrong word.

"Oh... that's fine." Qiao Yi's voice was obviously lost, but she quickly changed the subject, "Then, can you use some strength with your hands, I'm so tired from holding you like this."

Zhou Shen: "..."

Zhou Shen took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes with a sullen face, and wrapped his arms around Qiao Yi's back.

Qiao Yi looks thin, but there is a little flesh on his body. When his palm brushes against him, he feels soft all over.

Realizing what he was thinking, Zhou Shen once again felt that he seemed a little perverted, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't dislike it either."

This smell is still very good.

Qiao Yi fell asleep quickly, and not long after, his breathing became steady.

He slept comfortably, but he still hugged Zhou Shen and didn't let go, still muttering: "This way you won't be alone."

Zhou Shen whispered in his ear, who could hear clearly: "..."

I don't know who is appeasing whom.

Zhou Shen's back was sweating, but he couldn't leave now. When he moved, Qiao Yi patted his back with one hand as if he had grabbed the radar, telling him not to move.

He was clearly asleep, yet he still frowned and said a few words.

Zhou Shen could only look at the ceiling above his head.

It was obviously his own room, but now it became so strange.

He closed his eyes, trying to soothe himself to sleep, and even recalled the densely packed documents of the company in his mind.

The brain is getting more and more awake.

He has not slept for two days.

I rushed back and went back in the middle of the night yesterday, and now I don't feel sleepy at all.

After a while, Qiao Yi, who was leaning on his neck, turned around, from being in his arms to facing away from him, with a tendency to roll to another place at any time.

Zhou Shen subconsciously hugged Qiao Yi's waist tightly, lest he get out of his arms, and when he woke up the next morning, he might scold himself for not hugging him hard.

After trying to close his eyes for the tenth time, and even using a childish tactic like counting sheep, which he had never used since childhood, Zhou Shen opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of the phone that fell from Qiao Yi's hand when he just sneaked in.

The phone fell on the pillow, and the screen didn't go dark on Qiao Yi's cheek.

Zhou Shen's eyesight is good, he can see the words on the phone screen from such a small distance.

Zhou Shen's expression instantly became serious.

"Are you going to be a thief? Brother, you don't have to work so hard, do you? You are not yet 30 years old, why are you so dark circles?" Duan Mingxuan sat in Zhou Shen's office, looking at Zhou Shen curiously.

Zhou Shen was drinking coffee. On the surface, there was nothing wrong with him, but in fact, if you look closely, you can see that the dark circles under his eyes are obvious.

Duan Mingxuan remembered that Zhou Shen was always the best in their class when they were in college. When they were still struggling for the research, Zhou Shen was already taking over the company's business. At that time, Duan Mingxuan often wondered if Zhou Shen didn't need to sleep.

But at that time he had never seen Zhou Shen have dark circles.

Zhou Shen rolled his eyelids lightly: "Speak business."

After speaking, he sneezed.

"All right, all right, I've got someone to check it out, and it's all here, but can't you ask your secretary to check this kind of thing?" Duan Mingxuan was really weird, and Zhou Shen sent him a message in the middle of the night the day before yesterday to tell him He went to check something, and when he saw it, he was happy. He didn't need to make this trip himself, but he just wanted to watch the fun. Duan Mingxuan raised his eyebrows as he spoke: "Why, didn't you say that you and Xiao pretty……"

After saying these three words, Zhou Shen looked at him coolly, and Duan Mingxuan quickly shut up: "Didn't you say that you and Qiao Yi agreed to get married before? Why are you being so lenient now? I gave it back to him two days ago." Looking for a house, did you find the house?"

"You are a professional." Zhou Shen directly ignored the question behind Duan Mingxuan.

Duan Mingxuan clicked his tongue softly. Based on his many years of experience, there must be something wrong with Zhou Shen's attitude. According to the past, when he arranges the two of them like this, Zhou Shen will definitely deny it righteously, but now he doesn't.

Duan Mingxuan clicked his tongue softly, and was about to gossip more when he heard Zhou Shen's cell phone ring.

In the next second, Zhou Shen's originally cold face rejuvenated a bit, and he started replying to the message almost without much hesitation.

Duan Mingxuan sounded that he would send messages to Zhou Shen unless there was something important, and he would reply every few months. He had mixed feelings for a while, and asked tentatively, "Qiao Yi?"

Zhou Shen looked at him again with cool eyes.

Duan Mingxuan: "Are you trying to make a fake come true? Are you really in love with him?"

Zhou Shen frowned, put down his phone and sneezed, "What makes a fake come true?"

He wants to make a fake out with Qiao Yi?

He and Qiao Yi are indeed fake.

Zhou Shen felt uncomfortable when he remembered that he and Qiao Yi were going to divorce in a few months.

So what if it becomes true?

The eyes that looked at Duan Mingxuan originally were cold, but now they were a little probing.

Duan Mingxuan: "...?"

On the other end, Qiao Yi prepared everything for the live broadcast. The camera was bought online and arrived yesterday.

Because the audit side did not give a result for a long time but asked the informant to produce sufficient evidence, now this matter is a bit big in the school, two groups of people are arguing there, and one wave is saying that Qiao Yi asked a ghostwriter to buy it. Water, Yibo said that they voluntarily voted for Qiao Yi, don't compare it to others and start pouring dirty water on others.

No one paid attention to Qiao Yi's live broadcast notice, but classmate Chen made a notification on the review account that there will be a clarified live broadcast tonight.

But still no one cares, their current focus has been completely on the quarrel.

Before the broadcast started, Qiao Yi sent a message to Zhou Shen, asking when he would be back.

Zhou Shen replied in seconds: [There is a meeting tonight]

Qiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

It means that Zhou Shen will come back later, so he should be able to end the live broadcast before Zhou Shen comes back.

Mainly, this was his own business, and he didn't really want to involve Zhou Shen.

After registering the live broadcast account according to the online tutorial, Qiao Yi started the live broadcast directly.

But I can't find where the camera is.

Qiao Yi squinted her eyes in doubt for a while, then leaned directly on the computer screen.

[Student Chen: Wait, wait, don't get so close, my heart can't stand it]

Such a sentence floated across the screen unexpectedly, Qiao Yi was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened instantly.

【Who is this?Is this Joy? ?Why doesn’t it look like the person in my impression】

[Isn't that nonsense Qiao Yi or your father?What are you saying we are blind, see?At first glance, there is no makeup, and even the beauty is so beautiful!What kind of school grass are you!Applying such a thick powder every day is not afraid of breaking the face! 】

"Don't quarrel." Qiao Yi didn't wear earphones, and she still spoke out through the computer, with a bit of rustling electronic sound, but it sounded more gentle.

[Student Chen: Stop arguing, stop arguing]

[Classmate Chen sent ten roses to user xxxx]

[If I'm not mistaken, the one who gave the gift in front is the vice president of the student union, right? 】

Joe felt that no one was arguing anymore, and he was relieved. If they quarreled any more, he might be unhappy again, which would spoil his mood and affect his mood for painting.

He looked at the screen for a while, finally found the position of the camera, adjusted it, pointed the camera at his hand, and projected the drawing software to the computer.

"Then I'll start drawing now."

What Qiao Yi wants to paint is still the one that participated in the competition.

Everyone's attention is not on that at all.

[Why is there no face?Is this the new host? 】

[No, no, this is the senior of our school! ! 】

【Woooooooooo my wife's hands look good】

[The sofa my wife is sitting on seems to cost 10,000+]

【Isn't Qiao Yi's family already rich? 】

[Can you restrain yourself, what kind of wife, how can you face him in class in the future]

[So which class is Qiao, I'll come to rub the class tomorrow]

Qiao Yi didn't look at the computer while drawing in order not to be distracted, so she didn't notice that the barrage chat was getting more and more biased.

Because he has already drawn it once, Qiao Yi drew the line draft very quickly this time. After finishing the line draft, he explained in a low voice: "The next step is to color, which is the same as the one I participated in, but maybe It will be relatively rough, and it will be good for everyone to take a look at it."

【Okay, okay, what my wife says is what it is】

[He's still a handsome schoolboy, the picture drawn by the schoolboy is obviously much higher in style]

Qiao Yi pursed her lips, and replied seriously: "If you are talking about the No.1 painting, our painting styles are completely different, but strictly speaking, the style is a bit wrong. From his It can indeed be seen from the painting that he should have studied art."

【Not studying art】

[Why, Young Master Qiao himself admits that his skills are not as good as others, and now he still wants to catch up with others and become the number one]

[I'm so annoyed, I just came here today to clarify that it's not a ghostwriter. If you want to promote the school grass so much, let him go to a live broadcast. Let's watch my wife draw in peace, okay? 】

Qiao Yi originally wanted to argue with that person, but she didn't want them to quarrel, so she changed the subject, pursed her lips and looked at the barrage, "Stop calling me wife."

This kind of title should only be called between married people, right?

Immediately on the barrage, someone asked:

【Why? 】

Qiao Yi lowered her head to paint, and replied, "Because I'm already married."

He didn't think there was anything he couldn't say about this matter. Although he and Zhou Shen were going to divorce in the future, this would kill two birds with one stone and break up the exes in the original body.

Since the ex-boyfriend's call last time, although no one else has appeared, it is inevitable that they will not appear in the future. Qiao Yi does not want to clean up this mess.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps approaching from a distance.

Originally, there was still a meeting in the evening, but this time unexpectedly came back.

A shadow fell in front of him, which happened to block the light in the middle of the living room, but nothing could be seen on the camera, except that the light on Qiao Yi's side had dimmed a lot.

Qiao Yi froze for a moment, then looked up.

Zhou Shen was standing there, he was still wearing a suit, looking down at him, his brows and eyes were slightly frowned: "What are you doing?"

"You, why are you back now?" Qiao Yi hurriedly turned off the live broadcast.

"What are you panicking?" Zhou Shen frowned. When he came in, he only heard Qiao Yi chatting with someone else, and he didn't know who he was chatting with.

But seeing Qiao Yi's flustered look now, his heart felt restless.

Qiao Yi is chatting with him and still can't let him find out?

Is it the junior from last time?

Zhou Shen already had countless promises in his heart.

"I don't." Qiao Yi didn't know what he was thinking, and hugged the tablet in his arms, "I am, I just told someone that I'm married."

Who knew that Zhou Shen would come in at this time.

He obviously admitted it generously before, but now he feels a little embarrassed.

The corners of Zhou Shen's lips, which were originally depressed, rose slightly.

Qiao Yi blinked, "You used me as a shield before..."

The corners of Zhou Shen's raised lips immediately fell down again, but he didn't show any emotion on his face, he just hummed: "We are indeed married, it doesn't matter what you say to others."

Better tell everyone.

Zhou Shen discovered for the first time that he still had such despicable thoughts.

"Okay." Qiao Yi's eyes sparkled, "Then what are you holding in your hand?"

Just now Qiao Yi found out that Zhou Shen was holding a small delicate box in his hand.

"By the way..." Zhou Shen handed the small box to Qiao Yi, and turned a corner in the middle of the sentence: "I deliberately took a detour to buy it."

It's the same lop-eared rabbit cake as last time.

Qiao Yi likes this very much.

When it was opened, the smile became even brighter, "Thank you Zhou Shen."

The sound is also soft.

Zhou Shen hummed.

In the next second, the corners of his lips straightened.

Qiao Yi didn't seem to care about what he said, and went to buy it for him on purpose.

Is what Duan Mingxuan said really useful?

Zhou Shen frowned.

Qiao Yi just took a bite of the cake when she turned her head and saw Zhou Shen frowning as if he was in a bad mood. He hesitated for a while, and sat a little further away from Zhou Shen. After he swallowed the cake in his mouth, he cleared his throat and tried to Get Zhou Shen's attention.

Anyway, if he is not bothering him, he can try to enlighten him.

Zhou Shen was really attracted by him and looked over at him.

The transparent plastic fork brushed the corners of Qiao Yi's lips stained with cream, and pressed three shallow marks on the soft lips. The traces were also swallowed between the lips and teeth.

Qiao Yi pursed her lips, solemnly: "Brother Zhou Shen, I told you last time, if you have any unhappiness, grievances and dislikes in your heart, you can express it directly."

Qiao Yi blinked, "This will make you feel more comfortable."

Zhou Shen watched his mouth open and close.

Between the lips, the pink tip of the tongue is looming.

"Brother Zhou Shen?" Qiao Yi waved her hand in front of Zhou Shen strangely.

After being called out by him, Zhou Shen came back to his senses, and immediately looked at the TV in the center of the living room, and hummed, "It's nothing."

Zhou Shen took a deep breath. With his character, he really couldn't say it, because Qiao Yi ignored his words and felt a little uncomfortable. Finally, he only choked out a sentence: "Work is not going well."

Qiao Yi was a little embarrassed for a moment: "Then, don't think about it for now?"

Zhou Shen stiffened his back and hummed.

Unexpectedly, in his lifetime, he would also lie.

In the next second, Qiao Yi whispered, "Then, for the sake of fairness, let me tell you one thing."

Zhou Shen raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Qiao Yi bit her fork, her voice was vague: "That's right, I was actually broadcasting live just now."

He didn't know that Zhou Shen knew about it, so he repeated it again: "It's just that some people said that the paintings I drew were not drawn by myself... I broadcast a live broadcast to prove it to them, and then someone called my wife, and I said ,I am married."

Reciprocity is a noble character.

Qiao Yi nodded to herself in satisfaction, not realizing that Zhou Shen's eyes turned cold the moment he heard someone calling his wife, but when he said the last sentence, the coldness gradually faded away.

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yi snorted twice: "How can my wife shout nonsense, she must be married."

What about the husband?

Zhou Shen looked at him gravely, tapped his fingers on his knees, and still kept his words in, "Now see if they're still scolding you."

"Huh?" Joe was puzzled.

[So the painting of the school draft was written by someone else? 】

[I said why this painting looks so familiar, the co-author is not only a ghostwriting but also a copy... awesome]

[Also encourage people to report, what the hell is this kind of rubbish method used in a small competition? 】

【Fuck, I went to vote for Qiao Yi】

Qiao Yi opened Weibo, and what she saw were completely one-sided comments.

Originally, these people were still discussing that his live-streamed painting could prove that he painted it himself, but the style of painting suddenly changed.

It turned out that a well-known blogger blew himself up. He paid someone to paint, but because the painting style was different from his previous paintings, he copied an old painting.

It was supposed to be over.

Not long after, the school girl's girlfriend came out and said that she had reported it.

Because the school grass has been hinting at her, it is impossible for Qiao Yi to have that level.

Qiao Yi frowned.

He doesn't seem to have any enmity with this school grass?

[Fuck, I'm still stepping on a few boats, and a few girlfriends are fighting! 】

[Is this adding some fun to my boring college life? 】

Qiao Yi was stunned, she came back to her senses, stared blankly at Zhou Shen, paused for a while, and asked in surprise, "Brother Zhou Shen... did you do these?"

Zhou Shen's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, he asked Duan Mingxuan to do it for him.

He has been in business for a long time, and he has never seen or used any dirty methods.

But Qiao Yi is different.

Qiao Yi has never experienced this before.

Even his grandfather sometimes said that his methods were sometimes too tough, and it didn't seem like something he would do at his age.

He rarely does things that leave people behind.

That's why so many people are afraid of him.

"You are amazing, Brother Zhou Shen." Before she could make a sound, Qiao Yi threw herself on him in the next second, wrapped her arms around his neck, and faced him face to face, Qiao Yi was obviously very happy, her eyes lit up Very, and the voice was soft, "Thank you, Brother Zhou Shen."

As Qiao Yi said, she rubbed her head on his shoulder a few times.

Like, like a coquettish cat.

Zhou Shen's heartbeat missed a few beats.

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