God's Palette

Although Ye Qianluo herself was in an inexplicably high state, it was probably a rebound from being sad for too long.But suddenly, Xia Xun's apology disappeared from his face, and instead exuded a sense of oppression that was not quite right.

"Since you're not angry, it's time for me to be angry."

"……What?"

"You don't think I've waited until now just to ask you to apologize, do you?" Xia Xun squinted, with a fierce light streaming out from the slits, and said every word with a smile, "I think You are really a little genius in photography, why don't you try to learn journalism and become a reporter? The few photos you took of Mian Yu are pretty good, right?"

Chapter 315 Asking

After leaving the venue, the night wind that was about to dawn blows towards them, as if to welcome them.

Xia Xun moved his head down, trying to keep the raised collar out of the wind, but at night in this season, it is inevitable that T-shirts and a leather jacket are not enough... But if it is an ordinary girl , there is a hood inside to provide heat, so it should be just right?Xia Xun laughed at himself, but felt that the idea of ​​"self-deprecating" was wrong...

After thinking about it, she finally let out a sigh of "ah", and she didn't know how complicated it was.

The wind is a bit cold, but not that cold, as long as you move ten centimeters closer to your side, a hot girl will be right next to you.Xia Xun put away the complicated expression when he sighed, and looked around, but it's a pity that Ye Qianluo doesn't seem to be able to provide heat now.

She was like an ice sculpture—not the usual disguise, but frozen by some magic.The hand holding Xia Xun was also like a stone. The latter tried to drag it and even failed. The ice sculpture froze at the entrance of the stadium and never moved again.Outside the museum, there were sporadic staff who hadn't left yet, but it was already very quiet, and fortunately, otherwise, the two of them would have been watched.

"Hey, Miss Ye, move."

"……you you……"

"What are you, you secretly took pictures for Mian Yu to see, and you didn't intend to explain to me?" Xia Xun added another paragraph, which is exactly the spell that casts the freezing magic, "It's a good shot, taken out of context His skills are top-notch... It looks like I have entered my own harem, I want to make a picture and hang it by the bedside, and it will be a dream to look at it every day."

"This, this is a misunderstanding!"

Ye Qianluo finally regained some energy, and retorted firmly.But before Xia Xun could respond, she realized that her rebuttal was so weak, she could only lower her head and bite her lower lip, and protested with a different grievance than before.

"Boss Mian has no spirit of contract."

"Why?"

"She... She made an agreement with me that she would not reveal the identity of the whistleblower... But now she backhandedly reported to you what I reported to her. This is simply too much! We clearly made an appointment, using Report to reduce my black history."

Probably because the previous grievances hadn't gone away, and new melancholy came again, she even had the urge to cry.

Although Xia Xun looked calm on the surface, he still held back and didn't dare to say that Mian Yu became so happy when he saw Xia Xun's little movements, and his brain shook out all at once—otherwise, Ye The eldest lady will be curious about what the trick is, so it's hard to explain...

After the XD conference ended, she came back from the stage and of course called Mian Yu.In addition to shaking out these things and making Xia Xun decide to wait for Ye Qianluo to come out to ask for an explanation, Mian Yu also did other things that made Xia Xun feel warm in his heart.For example, she spread rumors.

She knew how terrifying Xia Xun's face was, and there would definitely be people in Xiahai City trying to find information about the event, and then heading straight to the scene.In order to avoid a lot of troubles, Mian Yu made an insurance policy and used her contacts and technical strength to spread two kinds of rumors.

First, fabricate a false event site

And second, it is claimed that this is a recording, so it is impossible to squat down when you go to the scene.

These rumors have attracted a lot of discussion, and the true and false news have confused the real answer in the minds of sand sculpture netizens.Thanks to this, there were no crowds outside the venue.Although Xia Xun has the ability to escape in any situation, the caring of his boss is still very useful.

"Xia Xun... why do you have a sweet expression like thinking of a daughter-in-law?"

"Huh? Oh...no no."

"In short, she violated the contract! I'm very angry." Her anger turned into temperature, which made Xia Xun feel warmer by at least two degrees.

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Xun decided to raise her one more level: "It's useless for you to be angry. You made a deal with her to reduce the amount of black history that can be used to blackmail you, right? They won't do it with you now. Business, even if you are angry, people can still threaten you with black history."

"……hateful."

"Then you have to apologize to me and say, 'Sister Xia Xun, I'm sorry, I don't dare to do bad things to blackmail you behind my back'. You have to be clear that the black history in my hands and Mian Yu's is common property."

Ye Qianluo's body temperature really went up a few degrees - but then it cooled down, which meant that she was pitifully cold.

In the night where the sporadic figures finally disappeared, and the moths were tired of lingering around the street lights, Xia Xun and Miss Ye moved forward again, holding hands together.The sound of wind, footsteps, and traffic on the road not far away finally made the night road less silent.

Together with Xia Xun, she walked towards the empty parking lot, where the black Ducati was quietly waiting for its belated owner.

"Do you want me to take you back?" Xia Xun asked.

"No, I've already called home. The driver will come in about ten minutes... It seems that he is very angry with me. If it is normal, there will be cars and people waiting for me without my telling." Her There was a bit of frustration in his tone, because his behavior of talking stupid things in public was ultimately to discredit the family.

She hesitated for a moment, and didn't make a plea for Xia Xun to stay for a few more minutes, planning to wait for the time to pass by the side of the road alone.

But Xia Xun didn't say goodbye - she just hung up the camera bag, then sat sideways beside the motorcycle without saying a word, yawning.

"Boss Mian won't... wait too long?" Ye Qianluo asked with mixed joy and sorrow.

"I've been waiting for so long, ten minutes more won't be a problem."

Ye Qianluo was very happy, but she was probably frightened, and looked at her timidly, trying to find clues from this boring face to prove that she stayed to bully herself—but that face was too Too pure, without any haze...

That's right, if Xia Xun really wanted to bully someone, he would do it honestly and quickly, instead of holding back bad thoughts in his heart.

"Thank you."

"What about an apology?"

"Sister Xia Xun, I'm sorry..."

After sticking out her tongue and pretending to be cute, Ye Qianluo finally won Xia Xun's reluctant nod, making the arrogant photographer return to his usual expression.Xia Xun even took out a bag of Wangwang steamed buns from her bag, allowing her to reach into it - it seems that she bought it from a nearby small shop before closing because she couldn't wait for Ye Qianluo.

Under the deep street lights, the two of them leaned on the heavy and solid motorcycle, counting the passage of the second hand, and put small snacks on their tongues as seasonings for their words.

"Brother Xun, did you hear what I said on stage?"

"Of course, it's ugly for you to spray capital, and it's embarrassing to hear that even the two-dimensional pure land is polluted... because the ACG industry is originally a commodity used by others to make money, but domestic businessmen want to get a piece of it. But I understand what you mean, my precious little place has been trampled by people from outside who don't know how to cherish it."

"Well, I don't care so much, I'm just upset, just spray it!" After she finished speaking, she grabbed a handful of small steamed buns and stuffed them into her mouth. This kind of cheap snack that is usually hard to eat is unexpectedly delicious.