Chapter 360 Congenital Outdoor Shame Holy Body

Magic City, in an apartment.

A painter wearing big black-rimmed glasses, with his hair disheveled, was squatting on his chair.

When "Illustrator" Hu Yan paints at home, he always does whatever makes him feel comfortable. It can be said that he is sitting still or not.

As she squatted down, her iconic big fat ass stretched out her loose pajamas, making the curves extremely full.

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Since the scale of her chat with Cheng Zhu was large enough to alert the Internet police, Cheng Zhu knew very well that it was not only plump, but also juicy.

As we all know, there is a saying: Women are made of water.

This sentence is adapted from: Daughters are flesh and blood made of water. - "A Dream of Red Mansions".

Last week, Hu Yan finished painting the new batch of export sellers.

According to her painting habits, after drawing illustrations, she will start to draw illustrations.

However, her creative inspiration has dried up recently.

Unlike some time ago, when I was in a state of itch, inspiration was pouring out and I couldn't stop it.

The reason is very simple, just because of the chat between my junior sister and her.

"Senior sister, do you feel that you are painting Cheng Zhu?"

Good guy, I’ve been fucked to death by my junior sister, senior sister, I can’t draw anymore!

The painting used to be smooth, but now it is extremely difficult to draw.

Even if I try to draw it, I still won't be satisfied no matter how I look at it.

When Hu Yan was painting, he had been trying to avoid Cheng Zhu's personal characteristics.

Such as the naughty feeling, such as the slightly raised eyebrows.

If the mind is not clear, the painting will cause confusion!

"I'm an inspirational person!"

This is like writing. When the author enters a very awkward state, he will start to have difficulty writing.

Today, Hu Yan drew an illustration in which the male protagonist has no face.

To be exact, not even a head.

Because she even has to avoid hairstyle.

The final result was that even without the head, she still felt that this person looked like Cheng Zhu.

"Look at these broad shoulders, look at these long legs, look at this extremely obvious Adam's apple, and these big hands with slender fingers and clear joints, they still look like a boss!"

Hu Yan was very upset, but he had to admit that he actually realized it when he was drawing, but he just continued to draw like this.

To be precise, this means that I just want to draw him!

There is no way, she is just a lustful otaku painter, she has never been in love, and she is extremely afraid of crowded places.

Obviously at the beginning, I just wanted to find a job and show off my talent and ability in making acerbity, but who would have thought that I would develop resonance and affection with this boss who has amazing attainments in [the art of sesame]!

As for the content of her chat with Cheng Zhu, others might not dare to chat like this even if they were really dating online.

Hu Yan actually didn't know what the boss was thinking.

But she actually secretly felt that it was a bit like online dating.

After all, I often send him self-portraits, and every time I send him a message, I leave a message: You can’t direct it.

Spiritual compatibility and soul resonance must be the most rare thing! This is a higher level than falling in love!

As a result, during an ordinary trip to Hangzhou, she met her boss in person by chance.

The advantage of being handsome is fully reflected at this moment.

The person in my mind has been embodied at this moment, and it looks very good.

He's really handsome, like a comic strip guy

You know, we slutty girls are very superficial to begin with!

As night fell, Hu Yan finally began to break the jar.

"What does it have to do with me secretly drawing my boss?"

"Isn't it okay if I don't send it to junior sister?"

"Hey! I'm not in YY! I play the heroine at will, and I don't draw myself."

"And I'll destroy it after I finish painting it."

"Well, then I won't be considered a shady person, right?"

With this thought in mind, she began to add the face of the man in the painting.

As soon as the idea came to her mind, she wrote like a master.

It didn't take long for her to complete the masterpiece titled "Licking Rich Dad, No Shame".

She lifted it up and looked at it. She was so satisfied that her cheeks turned red and she wanted to go to the bathroom.

Just when she was about to do it, her phone vibrated.

She picked up her phone and when she saw the WeChat message from Cheng Zhu, she was so frightened that she almost lost her grip on the phone.

"I'll come to Magic City tomorrow." Cheng Zhu typed.

"Ah?" Hu Yan was confused.

"Ah what? I'm coming to the Magic City on a business trip."

"[Insist on Visiting] Are you planning to expand to the Magic City?"

"It's not a QQ business, it's my milk tea shop."

"Oh, it's a milk tea shop opening a branch."

"I didn't come here specifically to see the branch. Didn't your junior sister tell you?" Cheng Zhu felt slightly puzzled.

"No." Hu Yan replied.

These two senior sisters have a tacit understanding recently, that is, no one takes the initiative to mention Cheng Zhu.

It’s so embarrassing! It’s really too bad!

Cheng Zhu didn't think much about it. After all, this matter had not yet been completely implemented, so there was no problem for Yue Lingjing not to disclose it to the public.

For example, Cheng Zhu only called Shen Minglang specifically because he was a member of Pomelo Tea and told him not to leak the news in the near future to avoid causing trouble.

At this moment, Hu Yan's inner emotions were quite complicated.

Are you asking netizens to have sex offline again?

To be precise, the last time the two met offline and they kept sending him self-portraits, the relationship had actually changed qualitatively.

It is no longer a pure virtual contact, it has become a bit like a play mode between real men and women.

Moreover, she promised Cheng Zhu that she would treat him to dinner if he came to Shanghai.

So, Hu Yan finally typed: "Okay boss, let me know when you are free. I still owe you a meal."

"Okay." Cheng Zhuhui said.

That night, this obese person, who was slightly fat and plump, and who was naturally nervous and frightened when there were many people around, suffered from insomnia again.

The next day, Cheng Zhu took the high-speed train to Shanghai.

Before going out, he specially used the full-color printer at home to print out all of Hu Yanfa's self-portraits and put them in a folder.

"This thing may be of great use during this trip to the magic city." He thought in his heart.

Not to mention, printing out all these self-portraits and looking at them together is pretty damn impressive.

This doesn't seem to be much different from a girl sending you her photo album.

After the high-speed train arrived in Shanghai, Cheng Zhu went to the hotel where he wanted to stay.

He didn't plan to make an appointment with Hu Yan today, because he had to do business during the day tomorrow and wanted to ensure that he was in the best condition.

"We will definitely take a group photo as a souvenir. This kind of group photo may be spread out in the future. We can't sleep well today." Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

Therefore, he would choose to go shopping alone in the nearby business district at night.

When it was time for dinner, Cheng Zhu took a taxi to a nearby shopping mall. After finding a restaurant for dinner, he started wandering around.

In fact, the first floors of high-end shopping malls across the country are pretty much the same.

After all, there are only a few luxury brands available, and most of them are on the first floor of high-end shopping malls.

It's just that some shopping malls have a relatively complete range of brands, while some shopping malls don't have such a complete range of brands.

"Actually, sometimes milk tea shops don't have to be opened in shopping malls. They just need to be in the core of the business district." Cheng Zhu thought to himself.
To be continued...