[Host, you just did a great job! 】
The system appeared again at this time, and a big orange cat appeared in the bathroom.
Cen Yu took off his shirt and looked at another tattoo on his arm - this tattoo was of a little angel playing a trumpet.
The tattoo occupies exactly half of his forearm... In fact, the reason for Cen Yu's tattoo is not for any other reason. As mentioned before, he is short of money.
There happened to be someone who needed someone to practice tattooing, and asked him if he wanted to work part-time. Cen Yu, who was short of money, went there. Because the pattern was large enough, it took some time, and after going back and forth, the two of them added their contact information.
And this person is none other than... Sang Qianshan.
Before becoming an actor, Sang Qianshan’s dream had always been to get tattoos.
Maybe it was due to some kind of perfectionism. Sang Qianshan didn't tattoo any big patterns on his body until he achieved perfection. He came to Cen Yu because he had practiced countless times with simulated leather and various pig skins before, so he thought it should be OK. Tattooed directly on the body.
He was not short of money and had no plans to become a professional tattoo artist, so he simply spent money to find someone to be a model.
There are a lot of requirements, ranging from skin condition to height to muscles——
But because the reward was really right, Cen Yu went. Unexpectedly, not long after the tattoo was completed, Sang Qianshan was discovered and entered the entertainment industry.
After taking a bath, Cen Yu lay in the bathtub and couldn't help but complain to the system——
"That's how novels are written." He said, "How can there be so many opportunities for instant success."
[The plot of Sang Qianshan is very important! 】Kitten emphasized.
Of course Cen Yu knew that, in the original work, after Cen Yu and Yu Xinyu broke up, Cen Yu was cold and ruthless, and Yu Xinyu was secretly sad. Sang Qianshan, who couldn't stand it, decided to take Yu Xinyu to relax.
Then he took Yu Xinyu to participate in a slow life variety show that he was going to record.
The main thing is to invite amateur friends of big stars to participate.
"This plot is too unreasonable!" Cen Yu said, "These two are not friends, so they are invited to participate in a variety show?"
[After all, Yu Xinyu will be liked by everyone because of the variety show, and then she will realize that she has many advantages and the outside world is very exciting, and then she will make up her mind to get rid of the scumbag! 】
[And the scumbag man also found that he couldn't stand Yu Xinyu's departure during the period when he broke up and Yu Xinyu appeared on the variety show... and opened the crematorium to pursue his wife. 】
The kitten squatted on the edge of the bathtub and looked at the host soaking in the bathtub.
[This is the climax of this article... This is the opportunity for Yu Xinyu to make up her mind to break up and for the scumbag to chase his wife to the crematorium with regret. 】
"Okay." Cen Yu leaned on the edge of the bathtub and looked at the kitten, "What is Yu Xinyu doing now?"
The little cat was distracted and took a look.
[Report to the host, Yu Xinyu is helping you wash your clothes by hand... and is rubbing your underwear now. 】
"..." Cen Yu said, "There's no need to be so specific."
…
Yu Xinyu moved a small stool and sat in front of the washing machine.
One by one, he took out Cen Yu's clothes that were thrown into the washing machine, and stuffed all his own clothes that couldn't be machine washed into them.
"I bought this one~" Yu Xinyu looked at one of the tops. He recalled how Cen Yu looked wearing this top yesterday and touched the top carefully a few times. "My husband looks good in anything he wears. "
He held it in his hand and looked at it for a while.
Finally, I slowly leaned over and gently smelled the clothes... I could only smell the very light perfume that belonged to Cen Yu. Because it had been a day, there was only some vague cold woody fragrance left.
"...It doesn't seem like there is anyone else's scent."
Yu Xinyu said to herself.
"It doesn't have that annoying perfume smell."
A month ago, Yu Xinyu discovered that strange perfume smell occasionally appeared on Cen Yu's body. Sometimes it was on the shoulders, sometimes on the cuffs, sometimes on the collar... It was not the smell of women's perfume.
Instead it's a very aggressive masculine fragrance.
The mixed smell of rum and patchouli is not the low-key woody perfume that Cen Yu often uses.
Yu Xinyu hated this smell very much, and even more hated the fact that this perfume appeared on Cen Yu's clothes. It was obviously the clothes he bought for Cen Yu. Cen Yu's whole body belonged to him, so how could it smell like someone else's perfume?
Yu Xinyu was like a male lion who had taken over his territory.
The first time he smelled the unfamiliar perfume on Cen Yu, he became very hostile.
However, in the face of his own inquiry, Cen Yu was just a little impatient. He smelled his clothes, "What kind of perfume smells like?" He said, "Where is the smell of perfume?"
"...Is there anyone new to the company recently?" Yu Xinyu asked, pinching her fingers, and the nails of the other hand almost pierced the palm of her hand.
"Human?" Cen Yu loosened his tie and threw it on the sofa nearby.
He took off his leather shoes, stepped on the floor, and then sat down on the sofa. Then he seemed to have remembered something and showed an unhappy expression——
"Indeed."
"Here comes an airborne superior." Cen Yu leaned on the sofa, "He was transferred from the headquarters."
It's him.
This was Yu Xinyu's first reaction.
He stared at Cen Yu's half-closed eyes leaning on the sofa. His meticulously combed hair was already slightly messy after returning home.
Cen Yu's skin color is cold white, showing a jade-like texture under the light.
He has two moles under his eyes, and when he is not smiling, he always looks as melancholy as if he is about to cry, making people look at him and want to help him heal all his troubles.
Yu Xinyu looked at Cen Yu in fascination, then slowly came to his side, half-crouched on the ground, staring at Cen Yu's face.
...When she thought of the perfume she smelled at that time, Yu Xinyu felt a burst of anger in her heart.
He couldn't help but squeeze the clothes in his hands, but he reacted in the next second.
Then he whispered to the clothes, "I'm sorry, hubby, I didn't mean to do it." He touched the collar and chest of the clothes, "I was just too angry and jealous."
He hugged the top and said, "...Fortunately, when my husband came back today, he didn't have that perfume smell."
He muttered to himself for a long time before slowly starting to wash the top by hand.
When he finally finished hand washing... his eyes finally looked at the last piece of clothing in the dirty clothes basket.
It was thin black fabric.
Yu Xinyu blushed and took out the last piece of clothing. He held it in his hand for a long time, seeming very embarrassed.
After hesitating for a long time, he stood up and took out a brand new, unopened box of the same style from the cabinet on the side, then opened a brand new one and threw it into the clear water.
"Throw it away after wearing it and say I'm a waste..." He said to himself, "That's fine."
"It seems that if you throw it away now, you will be discovered. I'd better hide it first and wait until my husband goes to work before throwing it away."
