Outside the window, heavy rain poured down.

It’s been a long time since it rained so heavily in the Magic City in winter.

Rain washes the city, and the sound of rain can cover most of the sounds.

Such as the gibberish in the bedroom.

"I'm going to take a shower." Cheng Zhu whispered in her ear.

In the bedroom, Hu Yan, who was curled up, gradually recovered.

She listened to the sound of water running from the bathroom and stared blankly at the ceiling of the bedroom, but she couldn't see clearly because she wasn't wearing glasses.

"Why did it suddenly become like this?" she thought to herself.

Then, she quickly glanced in the direction of the bathroom and heard the sound of water continuing inside.

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In a flash, some famous scenes between men and women that she had seen in videos and comics flashed through this woman's mind.

"What am I thinking about?" Hu Yan thought to himself.

At this moment, the sound of water running in the bathroom stopped.

Hu Yan immediately lay down again and curled up on the bed. She didn't dare to look at Cheng Zhu at all now.

After a while, Cheng Zhu walked out with a towel wrapped around his legs.

He didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at Hu Yan, who had his back turned to him.

She doesn't seem to know that her big fat butt, with her back turned to others and curled up, is actually very dangerous.

Because as her legs bend up, her amazing outline will become more and more obvious.

It is plump and round, and it is still clearly shining with a moist luster under the light.

In the end, Hu Yan, who was about to get up and take a shower, was the first to break the silence.

"Um...boss, can you help me get my glasses?" She asked, "I can't wash them like this."

Cheng Zhu left the big black-rimmed glasses in the living room and deliberately didn't bring them in for her.

For Hu Yan, glasses are a necessity.

If people with high myopia take away their glasses, their five senses will become insensitive, they will feel uneasy when walking, and they will worry about their feet slipping when taking a shower.

"How about I help you wash it?" Cheng Zhu said casually.

Hu Yan began to get entangled, and a voice emerged in his heart: "Bathroom play!!!"

She curled up on the bed, and after a long inner struggle, she finally nodded slightly.

Then, she heard footsteps retreating.

Cheng Zhu just said it casually. He had already turned around to get his glasses and didn't see her nodding shyly.

"Ah...Eh?" Hu Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard the footsteps.

After a while, Cheng Zhu came in with glasses.

"Here, glasses, by the way, you have a high prescription." He looked at the thick lenses and said, "Why not use thinner lenses?" Even if some lenses have a high prescription, they can be made thinner, but they will be a bit expensive.

"I was poor before and didn't make much money." Hu Yan lowered her head and took the glasses and answered honestly. Then, she made another request: "Boss, can you turn over first."

Cheng Zhu smiled, knowing that she wasn't used to it yet, so he followed the instructions.

Moreover, he guessed that Hu Yan's actions would be very embarrassing, but also very irritating.

Sure enough, in order to avoid dripping, she covered it with a tissue and ran into the bathroom quickly with difficulty. The soreness and pain were still somewhat obvious at this moment.

After closing the door, she put the clothes in her other hand on the shelf, and then breathed a sigh of relief. She stood in front of the mirror, and soon her whole body fell into a sluggish state.

"Oh my god, is this... so red?"

After entering the bathroom, the water began to wash over the body.

In the process, Hu Yan also remembered a kind of risqué remarks he had seen on the Internet.

"As we all know, taking medicine is very harmful to a woman's health, so if she only takes medicine once tonight, it won't be worthwhile." Anyway, the effect of medicine has nothing to do with how many times it is taken, right?

"Oh, what am I thinking about!" Hu Yan felt that there was too much pornographic waste in his mind. He usually reads these things all day long, can there not be too much?

She just walked out of the bathroom with "dirty things" on her mind. Immediately afterwards, she found that the bath towel was missing.

It was surrounded by Cheng Zhu.

Hu Yan had no choice but to take out a towel and start wiping the water drops on his body.

After drying herself, she started to put on her underwear while continuing her thoughts. She put on her white panties first, and then started to put on other items.

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On the other side, Cheng Zhu was sitting on the bed wrapped in a bath towel, leisurely admiring the A4 papers scattered on the bed.

He picked up one self-portrait after another and looked at it. He felt that Hu Yan was not very narcissistic. The similarity between the self-portraits in the paintings and the real self-portraits was still very high. The one he was holding now was a picture of him sitting on his knees. Painting a self-portrait.

This sitting posture is a very classic sitting posture, with your calves and knees flat on the ground, and your buttocks resting on your heels.

Since her body is slightly plump and plump, when she kneels down, her thighs and legs are obviously slightly spread out to both sides. They are squeezed by the force and spread to both sides. The visual effect achieved at this moment is It won't make people feel that the legs are thick, it will only make people feel that this voluptuousness is extremely attractive.

Cheng Zhu put down this self-portrait and started looking at another one. When Hu Yan came out with a red face, he happened to see this scene.

Just now on the sofa in the living room, she felt that her sense of shame had reached its peak. At this moment, her sense of shame could actually spread.

Cheng Zhu, this bitch, really had too much fun, and it was really shameful.

What's even more amazing is that at this moment, this man suddenly said: "I didn't expect you to be a realist." These teasing words instantly changed the atmosphere in the room.

Hu Yan immediately blushed, then knelt down on the bed, and began to put away the paintings in a panic, stacking them all instead of scattering them all over the bed like this. If this continues, I really can't be a good person!

Cheng Zhu watched her clean up and didn't stop her. So what would happen if she cleaned up?

A place like home is always tidied up and messy, and once it's messy, it's tidied up again. - I can clean it up later.

Now he was just admiring the picture of the big fat ass kneeling down to clean up the paintings.

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Then, he understood something.

"The "Housewife" series has been enduring for a long time, and there is a reason for it!"

"Sure enough, the reason why a classic is a classic must have its own merits!" He looked at the "housekeeper" and then at the curtains.

The curtains blocked his view, preventing him from looking out the window.

However, the sound of rain outside can still be clearly heard in the room. The rain is still very heavy.

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A few minutes later, Hu Yan didn't know why the two of them fell into bed together. She leaned into Cheng Zhu's arms and secretly took a look at her boss's figure.

"It's really not worse than the one in my painting." The astringent female painter thought in her heart. Sometimes people just like to use small talk to dilute the embarrassment that happened before. This is the case for the two of them now.

They were chatting with each other in a tacit understanding, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened just now.

However, when they were in the living room, they were just relatively close. Now, it's two people sticking stickers.

Cheng Zhu couldn't help but sigh again: "Her whole body is really soft, it's really outrageous."

Cheng Zhu glanced at the black-rimmed glasses on her face and said, "Next time, I'll get a pair with thinner lenses. Your lenses are too thick." Thick glasses really affect the appearance.

"It's cheap." Hu Yan replied softly, his voice still soft and waxy. "Were you so poor before?" Cheng Zhu asked with a smile.

Hu Yan was a little embarrassed and said: "I have less work."

After thinking about it for a while, Cheng Zhu expressed his understanding: "Yes, your talent tree is a bit crooked." These days, the income of many painters is incomparable to what it would be a few years later.

In fact, Hu Yan is so good at painting Se Se that he has the potential to become an Internet celebrity painter. After all, among the later well-known Internet celebrity painters, Se Se artists accounted for half of the world.

These people are called painters who cannot be replaced by Al. Perhaps it is because Al still has rules to restrain them. These people are all little geniuses who have passed the test. Cheng Zhu hugged Hu Yan like this and found it a bit funny.

She and Ye Zi are both his right-hand men. But who would have thought that these two right-hand men are so capable!

There is no other choice but to establish a preliminary relationship with one's "right and left hand" as if they were friends and wives.

"Boss, I feel like you attach more importance to the milk tea shop now than [consistent visits]." Hu Yan said while chatting. "Why do you say that?" Cheng Zhu asked.

"Because you haven't released a great new product for a long time." Hu Yan replied.

She still remembers how amazed she was by the stepmother skirt, the gray turtleneck backless sweater, the black spider tights and other products. But in the past two months, Cheng Zhu has indeed not designed any new original products.

"That's because the recent focus is on export sales, and we have already achieved this level. Next, the frequency of releasing original new products must be appropriately reduced, and it cannot be as frequent as at the beginning." Cheng Zhu answered seriously. "Oh." Hu Yan responded in a small voice, but she actually didn't quite understand it.

"What? Do you think the orders given to you recently are too few?"

"A little bit." She buried her head in Cheng Zhu's chest and replied. In fact, he had always thought that Hu Yan was a bit obsessed with money.

Otherwise, even the sponsor’s father would not be able to shout out.

But this is normal. Although she doesn't go out much, her daily expenses are actually not low.

Just the comics in this room cost a lot of money.
To be continued...