Two-dimensional society may also fall in love!

The night was already deep, and the whole city was sleeping quietly.

The bright red lipstick signature was rubbed by the thumb, and it took a little bit of rubbing, leaving a coquettish red stain.

Ruan Cunyun weakly pushed Qin Fanglu away, glanced at the dark night window, and said, "It's late, it's time to sleep."

Qin Fanglu really stopped moving, and asked calmly: "Are you really sleepy? Don't answer me right away, think it over."

Ruan Cunyun stood up a little bit, thinking that he could be let go, and was about to blurt out "sleepy", but then closed his lips tremblingly.

Because the minute hand rotates four times, it is actually only synthesized once.

Strictly speaking, in the bathroom just now, most of the time they were really taking cospy photos——

Ruan Cunyun was forced to lie on Qin Fanglu's lap, and was replaced with an interior that fit the design of the little succubus. He closed his eyes and thought that there would be some big move, but felt his body lighten, and was carried into the empty room. tub.

The little succubus was sitting in the bathtub, and the original artist was sitting opposite him, adjusting the camera parameters coldly with downcast eyes.

"Do you want to take a photo?" Ruan Cunyun leaned on the side of the bathtub, staring at Qin Fanglu with a serious expression.

Qin Fanglu glanced at him lightly: "Otherwise? None of your photos are good enough."

The little succubus stopped talking, and retracted pitifully into the bathtub, half-kneeling and swinging her waist, with her legs together, trying to relieve the strong discomfort caused by the strange tail.

The painter teacher is really strict, because he not only knows all the details of the painting by heart, but also knows every detail that has not been drawn.

Sitting in front of the camera, Qin Fanglu directs, accurate to the angle of the legs and the expression when the face is raised.

The fill light shines on him, revealing all the details.

Ruan Cunyun had never been scrutinized by a lover so bluntly before. Qin Fanglu's eyes were very cold, which stimulated Ruan Cunyun's nerves even more.

"It's still not good enough." Qin Fanglu frowned slightly, stood up, and asked a serious question, "Since I can't take a satisfactory photo, I'll start a video. Do you agree with Teacher Huya?"

Ruan Cunyun opened his mouth, and heard Qin Fanglu say with a smile: "You have the right to make the decision, and the video can just stay in your hands."

Ruan Cunyun curled up his fingers, barely grasping the smooth bathtub wall, and said dryly, "Okay, okay."

Hearing Qin Fanglu's playful chuckle, Ruan Cunyun closed his eyes in embarrassment.

When Qin Fanglu pressed the video button, stepped on pure black leather shoes, and walked towards him step by step, Ruan Cunyun clearly felt his heart beating wildly and almost popping out of his chest.

Ruan Cunyun has never tried such a strange experience, and has never cosplayed any character in such a restored way, as if he really became the little devil in the painting. story.

When Qin Fanglu walked out of the bathroom with Ruan Cunyun in his arms, he took away the camera's memory card, the devil's tail fell on the corner of the wall, and a lipstick with the lid on was poured into the bathtub.

In the bedroom, both bodies were wiped dry, Qin Fanglu said no to touching, and sat firmly on the side of the bed.

Ruan Cunyun bit the corner of the quilt in confusion. He knew that he had a big appetite and could eat another meal, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

"It's fine if you're sleepy." Qin Fanglu said, and put the quilt on Ruan Cunyun pretendingly, "Go to sleep."

Ruan Cunyun squeezed the quilt tightly, and hooked Qin Fanglu's arm with his little finger like a feather.

He hesitated a few times before making a single sound in a soft voice.

Even though there was only one person in front of him, Ruan Cunyun's "one more time" was even softer than when he answered questions in full view.

Qin Fanglu raised the corners of his lips calmly, leaning on the bed and asked, "Teacher Huya should be very clear about the habits of the succubus race, right? Would they let humans take the initiative?"

The wig was too heavy, and it was taken off after the photo was taken, and the little wings were folded in the corner of the bathroom.

Half of the devil's appearance has faded away, but the charm is deeper.

Ruan Cunyun straightened his upper body as if bewitched, and walked towards Qin Fanglu on the soft mattress.

Leaning forward, Ruan Cunyun hugged the man's neck tremblingly, and sat on his lap.

"Qin Fanglu..."

When the little succubus first came to the world, she was inarticulate and stupid. The only thing she learned was a man's name.

He tentatively kissed the man's lips, feeling very green, and with just a touch, the initiative was taken away.

The three cats shifted positions, from the bathroom door to the bedroom door, meowing in stereo surround sound, trying to wake up their unconscious master.

However, the meowing was overwhelmed by the sound coming from the house, and there was no peace inside or outside the door.

In the middle of the night, Qin Fanglu came out of the bedroom wearing a nightgown loosely, and closed the door behind him to cover up the warm light in the room.

Surrounded by the meowing of cats, he finally remembered to add food and water to the cats. The three cats immediately gathered around the food bowl, purring and eating like crazy.

Qin Fanglu looked at their anxious appearance, and wanted to teach these fat cats a lesson, but suddenly stopped.

Come to think of it, for the past few hours, he's been no different than a hungry cat.

After feeding the cat, Qin Fanglu went to the kitchen, went out a few minutes later with warm water and snacks, and disappeared behind the bedroom door in an instant.

Ruan Cunyun was buried under the soft quilt, his breathing was still trembling, and the tip of his nose rubbed against the quilt with redness.

Seeing Qin Fanglu come in, Ruan Cunyun curled up even tighter, buried him deeper in the bed, stared at him with red eyes, and uttered three words in a hoarse voice: "You lunatic."

With regret in his eyes, Qin Fanglu brought water to Ruan Cunyun's lips and said, "Drink some."

Ruan Cunyun struggled even to swallow, and his throat was still aching.

"..."

Ruan Cunyun was so dehydrated that he couldn't even lift his hand, so he poured half a glass of water from Qin Fanglu's hand, and his voice finally recovered a bit.

"I clearly said stop." Ruan Cunyun retracted into the bed, complaining aggrievedly, "Why don't you stop?"

"Sorry." Qin Fanglu immediately apologized, but he also said aggrievedly, "You clearly wrote it on Weibo, what should you do if you stopped your boyfriend as soon as you called out? Am I improving?"

"You...!" Ruan Cunyun's eyes were full of affection, and he stared not at all fiercely.

Thinking of Qin Fanglu watching his trumpet swinging his underpants all over, Ruan Cunyun was so embarrassed and ashamed that he wanted to leave this beautiful world.

Ruan Cunyun gritted his teeth and survived the embarrassing dizziness for a while, and finally remembered that he was the one who made sense.

Grinding her small fangs, picking up her momentum, Qiu Hou settled the score and said, "Qin Fanglu, when did you know that I am Huya's?"

Qin Fanglu took advantage of everything in the first half of the night, and at this time he answered everything, and said honestly: "After playing with the four of you in the villa, I accidentally sat at the next table with you at the secret base, and then I heard..."

"So long ago?" Ruan Cunyun sat up in shock, and was dragged back to the bed by the pain.

Qin Fanglu rubbed his waist for him, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"You have kept it from me for too long!" Ruan Cunyun was dissatisfied.

"I did something wrong." Qin Fanglu admitted his mistake.

"But I still want to make a little excuse. I was also shocked at first, and I didn't know how to deal with these two identities, and I didn't know how to tell you. Later, your birthday is coming soon, and I know you want the blessing from Teacher Dan , I want to use the identity of BALLS to fulfill your wish, so I haven't told you all this time."

"You, you live broadcast..." Ruan Cunyun was confused for a moment, and the shocking and speechless mood when watching the live broadcast came back to his heart, making him at a loss for what to say.

In short, it was too shocking, too much.

"Well, my live broadcast can not only confirm my identity, but also prevent netizens from confirming that I am wishing you a happy birthday." Qin Fanglu showed off his ingenuity.

Ruan Cunyun felt a little confused, thought for a while, and then felt angry: "Why don't you want netizens to know that Teacher Dan is wishing Huya a happy birthday? You know that Huya really wants Teacher Dan's blessing!"

"Because you said on Weibo that if Teacher Dan blesses you, you will live striptease." Qin Fanglu said with a sullen face, "I don't want you to dance for them."

"I'm just joking." Ruan Cunyun laughed so hard that the quilt shook, "If I said that I would also post screenshots of the little succubus video tonight?"

Qin Fanglu's face changed suddenly, and he pressed Ruan Cunyun's waist: "No!"

Ruan Cunyun laughed even louder: "How could it be possible!"

Qin Fanglu stood up and took out a stack of things from the bag he brought back.

"Birthday gift." Qin Fanglu sat back on the bed and put the gift on Ruan Cunyun's lap.

"It's very simple, I don't know anything else, so it's all paintings, Mr. Huya, forgive me."

Ruan Cunyun picked up the stack of drawing paper, still feeling like he was in a dream.

He actually received Mr. BALLS' painting from his boyfriend, and his boyfriend was Mr. Egg.

Qin Fanglu drew many pieces, each with a different style, ranging from sketches to watercolors. There are also board-drawing illustration postcards by Mr. BALLS who Ruan Cunyun is most familiar with. Each one is signed with a BALLS in the lower right corner.

Ruan Cunyun looked at each picture for a long time, and couldn't put it down.

It seems that until now, he has finally unified BALLS and Qin Fanglu into the same body. The boyfriend and the painter teacher he has liked for many years are the same person.

When he turned to the last painting, Ruan Cunyun was slightly taken aback.

It shows two naked people in a pure embrace, chest to chest.

Ruan Cunyun saw Qin Fanglu and himself in the painting.

It is more appropriate to call it art than a painting.

Qin Fanglu leaned over and hugged Ruan Cunyun like in the painting.

The painting was put aside, and the two men pressed their chests together.

Qin Fanglu gently touched Ruan Cunyun's slightly swollen lips, "Baby, happy birthday, I love you very much."

Ruan Cunyun's eye sockets, which had finally dried up with great difficulty, became moist again. He raised his hand to hook Qin Fanglu's neck, deeply emotional: "Qin Fanglu, I love you too."

The lips touched gently, and Ruan Cunyun was addicted to it, and suddenly felt a big hand sneaking into the bed without a sound.

Ruan Cunyun gasped suddenly, and pressed Qin Fanglu with his backhand, blinking his eyes innocently and pitifully: "No, it's almost morning."

"You can talk and laugh now, and you still have the energy to confess to me." Qin Fanglu encouraged his subordinates with a full-bodied face of a capitalist, "You are actually stronger than you imagined, at least you can do it twice, you have to believe in yourself. "

Ruan Cunyun wanted to cry but had no tears: "My legs are tired."

Qin Fanglu let him go, and picked up the snacks he just brought in from the bedside table: "Then have some breakfast to replenish your energy."

There was a rekindled fire in his eyes, Ruan Cunyun hid in the bed in vain, then was dug out, and swallowed the crispy and delicious snack resignedly.

The quilt was completely lifted, the bed was empty, and the temperature gradually cooled down.

On the other side of the bedroom, the temperature suddenly rose.

There was a thick blanket on the floor, and the knees and palms didn't hurt much, but Ruan Cunyun still cried and wanted to escape.

In front of him was the desk drawer next to the ground, and the delicate copper pull ring was shaking rhythmically in front of Ruan Cunyun's eyes, like his only life-saving straw.

Ruan Cunyun stretched out his arm to reach the drawer ring, but his hand was firmly grasped back.

When his back became hot, Qin Fanglu leaned over, grabbed Ruan Cunyun's earlobe from behind, and said secretly, "Don't open that drawer for now."

Ruan Cunyun had no reason, and asked instinctively: "What's inside..."

Qin Fanglu breathed heavily and replied: "Leave a plan for the future to practice slowly."

In the early morning light, the three cats were all in a deep sleep, while the humans were still waking up entangled.

Ruan Cunyun couldn't remember how long he cried and begged for a long time, and now only the subconscious lisp: "Mr. Egg is a big bastard..."

A bead of sweat dripped from the side of Qin Fanglu's neck to Ruan Cunyun's back, and he replied without stopping, "Then let me chase you again as a bastard painter BALLS, okay?"

The blackout curtains kept the midday sun out of the window, and the room was finally quiet.

Ruan Cunyun lay unconscious under the quilt, his hands and feet were so heavy that he couldn't even shake his dream.

Qin Fanglu was also tired, but his unprecedented sense of satisfaction surpassed all physical fatigue.He sat next to Ruan Cunyun, staring at his sleeping face for a long time, unable to move his eyes away.

After watching for too long, Qin Fanglu finally took out his mobile phone slowly and started to read the news.

Lying on the bed and answering the email, Qin Fanglu moved his fingers and lazily posted on Weibo, which had been neglected for a long time.

The number of bright red news alerts was astonishing. Qin Fanglu glanced at them casually, and it was indeed a mess.

【Are you awake? ?Can you come back and take care of the poor fans who were hanged to death by gossip! ! ! 】

【Mr. Egg, who are you sending birthday wishes to? ?It's your three-dimensional lover, right? ! 】

[I just have one question, is your birthday congratulatory coser Huya?Teacher Egg, please answer me, this is very important to me! ! 】

[I don't care about you, let me knock the egg teeth lightly first. (Although I didn't see any interaction between them, but I just kowtowed!)]

【Let's just say, is it possible that it has nothing to do with Huya?If you ask too much, it will bother Huya and Mr. Dan. 】

[Anyway, I think it is unlikely.The two of them have nothing to do with each other online, so how could they fall in love suddenly? 】

He had everything he wanted to say, and he slid his hand, and saw the forwarded manga voting below, and overnight, the combination of "BALLS&Huya" rushed to No.1 by a long way.

Well, Qin Fanglu smiled slightly, it seems that the live broadcast is not completely useless.

Qin Fanglu swiped two more times before turning off the screen. He glanced at Ruan Cunyun beside him and changed his mind.

He clicked on Ruan Cunyun's Weibo, and there was a different scene in the comments.

【Wife! ! !Don't you want my wife?Is your boyfriend actually BALLS? ?I must be dreaming! ! 】

[I'm the first to not believe it! !Yamei and Mr. Egg are at best netizens, so stop flirting! 】

[Huya, come out and say something, scratch your heart, woo woo woo—]

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhth !Too blurry! [picture]】

Qin Fanglu clicked on the last one, which was a Weibo post by a netizen, mentioning BALLS.

On Weibo, there was a screenshot of yesterday's BALLS live broadcast room, and the camera was captured when the phone was in the air.

The picture is blurry, but two slender legs and a fluffy skirt can be vaguely seen, and there is a more blurred bathtub in the background.

[I use my identity as the husband of a ten-year tooth girl to guarantee that this is definitely Huya's original tooth! ! 】

[Woooo, I also think this is Yamei's wife [screaming]! ! 】

[This is my wife's leg!Don't talk about the ambiguity, I can recognize it even if it is coded! ! 】

[Stop guessing, why don't you ask @BALLS, who is in the live broadcast! 】

Countless comments flowed by like water, Qin Fanglu stared at the screen, and could only see two extremely eye-catching words in his eyes.

The original Weibo wrote: [@BALLS, ask Teacher Dan without hope, who is the person who appeared in your live broadcast room! !You are congratulating him/her on his birthday, right? 】

Qin Fanglu's face was dark, and he forwarded this Weibo with his fingers.

The words forwarded are concise and to the point, just three big characters——

【My wife. 】