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Qi Cheng knew very well that no matter how suspicious Fu Jingmeng was, it was impossible for a human to believe that cats could take shape, and he would never even think about it.

He saw that Fu Jingmeng was almost stiff and together with Maomao who had followed him so far, and completed the subsequent shooting under the surprise eyes of everyone.

Qi Cheng was a little funny, he stood aside with his pockets in his pockets, a smile on his lips.

Feinan was itchy to watch, and leaned over to talk in a low voice: "Do you think Teacher Fu is a little nervous?"

Qi Cheng was noncommittal: "Facing the camera, it's somewhat."

Feinan nodded: "That's right. When I took the first business photo, I was also a little nervous."

Qi Cheng didn't speak.

Feinan didn't give up: "At that time, you still put on my makeup."

"You don't remember?" Feinan didn't see the slightest wave on Qi Cheng's face.

Feinan was a little sad, and the tails of Gougouyan's eyes drooped even lower, which was a little pitiful.

Qi Cheng squinted at him with lowered eyebrows, and then gave a soft "hmm".

"remember."

Feinan became happy for a moment and fiddled with his watch.

Qi Cheng knew that he was used to it when he was nervous.So there is a tiny crack on the inside of the strap of the watch, which he broke out repeatedly.

At that time, Fei Nan had just taken over the MCN company, and on the first day he arrived, he had to take business photos for the company profile on the website. At that time, only Qi Cheng was in the company, so he was assigned to tidy up for the new boss.

At that time, Feinan had not graduated from university not long ago, and he was still a little green, the edges and corners of his face were not as sharp as they are now, and there was a faint scar on his forehead from a fight with someone in a bar last month.

It was also because of this accident that his father, in a rage, gave him the company he had just acquired, and asked him to do some business, and he was not allowed to hang out in bars.

Apart from covering up the scar, Qi Cheng felt that the new Mr. Fei hardly needed more makeup.

From the makeup artist's point of view, his skin is fine, with fine pores and no blemishes. A pair of sword eyebrows are regular in shape, and there is no extra hair between the eyebrows, which saves the work of repairing.The bridge of the nose is very straight, casting deep shadows on the sides.If there are any shortcomings, it is that the beautiful double eyelids outline a pair of hooked eyes.

The slightly drooping eye ends almost ruined that stiff temperament.

He considered the eyelid stickers and the new eyeliner, and felt that there was nothing to save here, so he gave up.

He leaned very close, a little carelessly, and almost had a panoramic view of Feinan's nervousness.

He knew that there were a lot of rumors and rumors about the airborne president in the company, and he was probably a playboy.At this moment, it seems that it is a bit obedient, but it is not so bad.

While powdering his makeup, he watched with interest as he half-closed his eyes in a fine powder, and his facial features were a little distorted.

"Hey, let me tell you." Feinan cleared his throat, the president must act like a president, "Don't make me look like a sissy, it's almost enough."

Qi Cheng added another layer of concealer to the scar on his forehead, fixed the makeup, put away his hands in a timely manner, turned around, jingled the makeup box, and blew another rather contemptuous whistle.

"Okay, Mr. Fei."

Feinan was a little angry, but the word "Mr. Fei" was very respectful. He had never heard anyone call him that.

He looked in the mirror and was satisfied.

Qi Cheng has always felt that this makeup is the same as the thousands of people he has transformed, and there is nothing special about it.

But Feinan remembered it until now.

However, when he recalled it now, he seemed to be able to recall finely, under the neatly cut sunlight cast from the gaps in the blinds, the appearance of tiny powder falling on Feinan's drooping eyelashes.

Eyelashes trembling unwillingly.

Like the wings of a dragonfly in the golden afterglow.

It made him feel bad.

He likes dragonflies very much.

Outlast balls, butterflies and small fish.

The day's shooting went smoothly. Except for Fu Jingmeng, everyone liked the miracle of the cat falling from the sky, and felt that the finished product was extremely perfect.

He was in a daze all the time, so dazed that at some point, the little white cat had slipped away, and at some point, Nian Nian appeared beside him, shaking his hand.

"Brother." Nian Nian called him.

"Did you see that cat?" Fu Jingmeng came back to his senses, looked down at Nian Nian, "It's white."

Nian Nian tilted his head and smiled, Fu Jingmeng felt that this expression was a bit familiar.

"I see, it's a beautiful one." Nian Nian could hardly hide the excitement in his eyes.

"It's really pretty." Fu Jingmeng murmured.

It wasn't until Feinan put his shoulders on his shoulders and called him to have dinner that he comforted himself, maybe he was thinking too much and worrying unnecessarily.

He's had so much good luck lately, maybe it's just a coincidence.

After completing the official business of this trip, everyone was very relaxed at dinner, and most of the tense atmosphere yesterday had dissipated. Feinan was extraordinarily relaxed and asked the waiter to open a bottle of red wine.

Halfway through eating, I feel that the red wine is not strong, and the red wine glass is also reserved, with thin tall feet, and I have to be careful when touching it, which is not enjoyable at all.He stepped aside to open a few more bottles of beer, and poured them into a sturdy wide-mouth glass, with a layer of snow-white and full-bodied foam gurgling.

Qi Cheng didn't understand at all that a person with such a poor capacity for alcohol dared to mix it with alcohol.

He watched Fei Nan with Fu Jingmeng in his arms, clinking glasses frequently and bang.

Fu Jingmeng couldn't match his enthusiasm, and drank a lot.

Nian Nian was gnawing on the oily yellow chicken leg, his eyes were fixed on Fu Jingmeng's wine glass, the bubbles were rising and falling in it, looking out like countless small fish.

He stretched his neck and watched, a small bone protruding from the back of his neck, a sign of longing.

He is a little hungry.

Fu Jingmeng's extra eyes seemed to be stuck to Nian Nian's body, and he quickly moved the wine glass away.

He was a little dizzy, and there were tiny light spots jumping in his usually calm eyes.

While blocking Feinan's hand that was about to clink glasses with his shoulder, he grabbed Nian Nian's outstretched wrist: "You can't drink this."

It may be that his expression was too serious, which made Nian Nian hesitate.He slowly withdrew his hand, lowered his eyelids and quietly ate the small yellow croaker that Cao Luoluo picked up.

But the little kitten is itchy.

Just like you don't let it move the remote control on the table, it always pushes them to the ground when you don't pay attention.

Nian Nian licked the corner of his mouth, and while Fu Jingmeng was going to the bathroom, he brought the cup over and secretly took a sip.

The first bite is a bit bitter, but it is very fragrant after swallowing and smacking your lips. It is the special aroma of wheat after being exposed to the sun for many days.

He raised his eyes quietly, and saw Qi Cheng playing with his mobile phone expressionlessly, and Cao Luoluo was stopping Fei Nan from performing a dance.

He buried his head and closed his eyes and took another big gulp.

This breath is very full, rolling in the stomach, the aroma of wheat expands in the stomach, rolls to the chest cavity, and then goes straight to the throat and nasal cavity.

He burped softly.

Just entering the door, Fu Jingmeng, who was shaking his wet hands, saw at a glance that Nian Nian's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was only half a glass of beer left.

Nian Nian's eyes were blurred, he stood up with a smile on his face, and called out to him, "Brother! Hiccup—"

Fu Jingmeng hadn't had time to react yet.

"The balloon last night..."

Fu Jingmeng flew over and covered his mouth.

"Well……"

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Fu Jingmeng: I never passed the physical examination so fast.