A Contemptuous Beauty

Chapter 9

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As soon as she entered the lounge, Fang Fang grabbed Cheng Yan's head to check: "It's not broken, is it?"

Cheng Yan shook his head: "If you think my head is made of tofu, a Bobo ball can smash it."

Xiao Hu has already called Teacher Yang, and after hanging up, he told Cheng Yan: "Mr. Yang said to continue recording, so let's not make trouble." Fang Fang was angry: "Don't want them to apologize?"

Cheng Yan also calmed down at this time: "It's okay, it's important to record the program." He didn't plan to make trouble so that the program could not be recorded. Thinking about it this way, I felt a little impulsive just now. Hearing what he said, Fangfang didn't say anything, she helped him comb his hair, and went out quickly.

When Cheng Yan came out, the host and director breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yinqi's side was procrastinating, and several staff members had been shut down in the past, and they didn't know what to discuss with the manager behind closed doors.

Cheng Yan and his party stood at the scene and waited. Some of the audience took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and Cheng Yan's attitude was always good, but this time it was even better, with a gentle smile and no airs. After waiting for ten minutes, after the audience had appreciated Cheng Yan's good attitude enough, Lin Yinqi came out with a dark face.

Facing this kind of out-of-the-ordinary child, Cheng Yan was almost ashamed.

With such an interruption in the middle, Lin Yinqi didn't have much eye contact with everyone in the second half of the show, and the host barely finished the recording with all his efforts to invigorate the atmosphere.

Teacher Yang came to pick up Chengyan in the evening. Lin Yinqi's manager came over to say hello to Mr. Yang: "When are you free? Let's have dinner."

Teacher Yang still had a soft smile on his face, but he refused quickly.

When he got into the car and was alone with Cheng Yan, he asked: "Aren't you always very stable, why did you have a falling out on the stage today? It depends on the person surnamed Lin who doesn't like his eyes, I'll help him use it secretly." A stumbling block can make him unable to get up for three to five years."

"I got angry all of a sudden," Cheng Yan said with emotion, "A person like him is not well-trained. If he is a walk-on, you can see if he would dare to be so arrogant... I am barefoot and hate wearing shoes."

Teacher Yang smiled: "You are also wearing shoes now. Let me see..." He took a puff of cigarette, and finished slowly: "You have been spoiled by Boss Xia...to show your temper."

Cheng Yan felt like being struck by lightning.

However, Teacher Yang still said the word "favor" with a smile and annoyance, and three characters appeared in Cheng Yan's mind in an instant: Xia Wansui, Yang Gonggong, and Cheng Aifei.

I! Hold! He trembled in his heart.

He didn't listen to what Teacher Yang said about Lin Yinqi later, he just felt that the sentence "You were..." was like a magic sound, and the aftertaste was lingering.

"Can Lin Yinqi go with the flow?" Cheng Yan was absent-minded, "If it really makes people unable to get up for three to five years, I still can't bear it."

Seeing Xia Shaoqian at night, Cheng Yan couldn't help feeling a little awkward.

Although he didn't want to admit Teacher Yang's words, once it was mentioned, Cheng Yan began to feel that in his subconscious mind, he was really confident because he knew Xia Shaoqian was backing him. The reason why he laughed at Lin Yinqi can also be laughed at himself.

When Xia Shaoqian came out of the bathroom, Cheng Yan took the initiative to take a fluffy towel to wipe his hair: "I'll do it."

After wiping with a towel, he was thrown aside and licked down his neck. He knew that Xia Shaoqian's navel and lower abdomen were particularly sensitive, so the tip of his tongue hovered there for a while. Xia Shaoqian really pushed his head down.

Cheng Yan held it obediently, and slowly swallowed the whole root. While gently stroking and kneading the two spheres with your fingers. The feeling of swelling is beyond Cheng Yan's imagination, the mouth and nasal cavity are full of masculine taste, and the tongue can even feel the slight twitch on it.

When he felt the hardest, he opened his mouth and got up, put his arm around Xia Shaoqian's shoulder and sat down.

Inadequately lubricated and therefore appear tighter than usual.

Xia Shaoqian groaned, and supported Cheng Yan's waist: "Slow down!"

Cheng Yan gasped: "Move!"

Xia Shaoqian couldn't take it anymore, so he backed away slowly: "... don't get hurt."

Angry and ashamed, Cheng Yan bit Xia Shaoqian's shoulder with one bite, making him move violently.

After finishing, Cheng Yan firmly refused to let Xia Shaoqian see, and went to the bathroom by himself. He didn't want to talk to Xia Shaoqian, so he purposely sat inside for more than half an hour, presumably Xia Shaoqian had fallen asleep before coming out.

Xia Shaoqian was sitting on the bed, reading the document with his glasses on, and closed the document when he came out.

An inexplicable grief and indignation welled up in Cheng Yan's heart—since you're always awake, can you please make a noise, you're sitting on the toilet seat for nothing.

He lay down next to Xia Shaoqian without saying a word.

"In a bad mood?" Xia Shaoqian rubbed his shoulder and asked in a low voice.

Cheng Yan hummed and yawned again: "Good night."

Xia Shaoqian seemed not ready to let him go: "Is it related to me?"

Cheng Yan denied it this time.

He couldn't say to Xia Shaoqian, "You are too kind to me, don't be so kind to me" and get sick.

He was still waiting for Xia Shaoqian's questioning, and fell asleep while waiting, Xia Shaoqian didn't ask any further.