Underworld Scumbag Transformation System

"I mean, I haven't figured out why we want a divorce. It can't be explained clearly in just one or two sentences." Su Qingyu added.

The director nodded, "That's right, marriage is very complicated, and it's hard to explain it to outsiders in just a few words."

He followed the procedure and asked: "Is today also the day you want a divorce?"

Su Qingyu was silent for a few seconds and said, "I don't know."

After coming out of the harvesting room, Su Qingyu saw Bo Yunyi being brought over by the staff to prepare for harvesting. He was suddenly curious about how he answered every time the director asked him if he wanted a divorce.

Su Qingyu lay on the sofa for a while and asked Wangwang: "How did your master answer every time? Does he also want a divorce?"

527 shook his head and his tail.

Wen Jia turned around and asked, "What do you mean?"

Su Qingyu: "It's not interesting."

Wen Jia didn't believe it. She sat down opposite Su Qingyu seriously, "I think something is wrong with you. Tell me the truth, what are your thoughts."

Su Qingyu also sat up and asked, "Am I wrong? Where did you see that it was wrong?"

"I can't tell you the specifics. I just feel that you are wrong, especially towards Mr. Bo today. I have been with you for so many years, and I can feel this way." She looked at Su Qingyu, "Honestly, did you deliberately misrepresent yourself this morning? Fallen? And what do you mean by those words? Don’t you think it’s too ambiguous for your relationship?”

Su Qingyu did not answer the question, but picked up the water on the coffee table and continued to drink. After two sips, he realized that he was not sure whether the bottle of water belonged to him or Bo Yunyi, but he did not feel uncomfortable when he realized the problem.

Wen Jia: "Speak?"

Su Qingyu: "What do you think of Mr. Bo as a husband?"

"That goes without saying. He is a gentleman, considerate, generous, stable and reliable. He supports your career and respects your decision. I really think I will never find such a good husband again."

"Then why should I get a divorce?"

"...?"

The air fell into a brief silence, only Wangwang was wagging his tail happily.

Wen Jia was stunned for a while and said, "That's because you are an agreement couple."

Su Qingyu: "Husband and wife, he has been so good to me. If it is true, why can't he treat me better?"

Wen Jia's eyes widened slightly, "You want it to come true? But Mr. Bo, does he want it? Does he really like you?"

"I don't hate him anyway." Su Qingyu said, "You also think he is very suitable to be my husband, right? In that case, why don't I fight for it?"

Wen Jia: "Fight for it?"

Su Qingyu: "Seduce him."

"..."

Wen Jia thought about this issue seriously, maybe because of Su Qingyu's influence, she actually felt that this matter was very reliable.

Su Qingyu is not a single person. He should get married in the future. No matter who he marries in the future, he may have to go through some turbulence. He doesn't know whether the other person is reliable or not. It's really hard to say. After all, Lu Tianlang looked very happy back then. Reliable.

For Bo Yunyi, they have trusted him over the past few years and can reassure them, which is very precious.

He's really nice in person.

She knew better than Su Qingyu that there were many celebrities in the industry who wanted to marry him and were waiting for Su Qingyu to divorce him.

He and Su Qingyu really matched each other, they looked like they matched each other, they matched each other from the outside to the inside.

Moreover, if they don't get divorced this time, the rumors of him and Su Qingyu's fake marriage will never come up again.

No matter how you look at it, no matter what angle you look at, it's actually good to be a real couple without divorce.

Wen Jia: "...then come on."

Su Qingyu laughed, making Wen Jia suspect that he had already fallen in love with Bo Yunyi.

She remembered the sentence that netizens were curious about, "During the live broadcast, what love words did you say to Mr. Bo that made his ears red?"

Su Qingyu smiled and said nothing.

Wen Jia still wanted to ask, but Bo Yunyi had already returned. Thinking of Su Qingyu's big plan, she got up and left, "You guys have a good rest, we will continue recording tonight."

There is no recording today, but the second half of tonight will be hard, and they have to get up very early to go to the mountains to welcome the sunrise.

527 excitedly ran to Bo Yunyi and rubbed against him. He heard it and was as happy as a silly dog.

It knows that if the host doesn't want a divorce, this marriage will never be divorced.

Su Qingyu glanced at the extremely happy puppy, then looked away from Bo Yunyi.

He felt that Bo Yunyi was looking at him. After looking at him for a while, he didn't say anything. He just said to him: "I'm going to the study to do some work. If you need anything, call me anytime."

Su Qingyu: "Oh."

"..."

Bo Yunyi stood for a while, and when walking to the study, Su Qingyu said, "I'll get up at three o'clock tomorrow and go to bed early tonight."

Bo Yunyi said: "Okay, I'll have someone send me some melatonin."

This night, they did get ready to go to bed very early.

They lay down in bed at seven o'clock in the evening, but it was obvious that neither of them could fall asleep so early, even if they closed the curtains, turned off the lights, and took melatonin.

In the dark environment, Su Qingyu took out his mobile phone.

Bo Yunyi noticed it and said, "Turn on the desk lamp. Looking at the phone like this hurts your eyes."

Su Qingyu: "Wouldn't it affect your sleep?"

Bo Yunyi: "I can't sleep now either."

Su Qingyu turned on the desk lamp on his side and adjusted the brightness to the lowest level. He looked at Bo Yunyi in the dim light and said, "I saw a post analyzing you, and I didn't feel sleepy after reading it."

His lights were dimmed so that only the outline of his facial features could be vaguely seen, but his eyes were always bright and clearly became the focus of his vision.

As he prepared to sleep at night, his voice also lowered, so low that it sounded a little gentle.

Bo Yunyi's thinking focused on the second half of his sentence. After a while, he asked: "What post?"

Su Qingyu handed over the mobile phone in his hand.

The meaning is obvious, no need to use the phone to check, just look at what's on his phone.

Bo Yunyi reached out to pick it up, but the light was too dark. Su Qingyu groped and handed it over again. When Bo Yunyi reached out to pick it up, she held his hand.

Su Qingyu's hand was very bony, but it was soft and soft when held in his hand.

That hand is smeared with a large amount of five-digit essence every day by the assistant. Not only does it look like a work of art, but the touch when holding it is also heart-stopping.

Neither of them spoke, and no one immediately let go.

In the darkness, two hands held each other quietly beside the bed, and something quietly fell away from their hands.

I don't know whose hand moved first, and the two hands quickly separated.

Their mobile phones are of the same model. Su Qingyu endorsed a mobile phone last year, and the brand gave them two customized mobile phones, which they have been using to this day.

The mobile phone is the same, but in Bo Yunyi's hand, it feels completely different. The mobile phone contains a person's thoughts, habits and hobbies.

He moved the phone in his palm, and his eyes fell on the post that was fully displayed on the screen.

Post title: "Rational analysis of whether Bo Yunyi may be sexually frigid"

[Owner: Someone said before that Bo Yunyi was frigid, which was the key reason for their divorce. After watching today’s live broadcast, do you still think he is frigid? 】

[Can he become cold-blooded in front of Su Qingyu? I don't believe anyone can do it. 】

[Without further ado, in the picture above, do you see how his ears are red? 】

[What are red ears? Looking at this picture, when Su Qingyu touched his ear, his Adam's apple moved. Didn't you notice such an obvious reaction? 】

[There is also this picture of him holding Su Qingyu. You see how skillful he is. His fingers are just on the spine of Su Qingyu's back. It seems that he has hugged Su Qingyu like this many times. Don't forget that they just said that Su Qingyu's back belongs to Su Qingyu. Sensitive [gǎn] parts! You think about it, you think about it carefully. 】

[You are all analyzing from Bo Yunyi’s point of view. Didn’t you notice the details in this animated picture? When Bo Yunyi said that Su Qingyu liked him to kiss his back, Su Qingyu's back straightened up. What was this? This is a stress reaction! Something must have happened to his back during many very exciting times to make him behave like this. 】

[The analysis above is correct. Through my reasonable analysis, they must have done it many times, and they can even figure out the postures (gestures). 】

[What posture is the probe asking? 】

[Look, there’s an idiot in front of you! 】

[Ah ah ah, I can’t think about it, I can’t think about it anymore, I’m anemic! 】

[Are you fellow scientists detectives? Even the postures are introduced, awesome! 】

[So many beautiful pornographic animations, collected all! 】

In the closed and quiet bedroom, you can only hear each other's breathing.

Bo Yunyi read books at a glance, but he read this post very slowly. He read every picture and every word, especially the animated pictures.

After seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, as if he didn't know what to say, his eyes moved to the animated pictures in the post. Each animated picture was their reaction.

I watched it until the end, watched it carefully twice, and my eyes finally landed on the nickname of the last commenter who received the pornographic picture. His nickname was "I am just a passerby watching the fun."

His gaze froze for a few seconds, then moved down to the end.

The page design of this gossip forum is to edit messages directly below. There is a very thin box above the editing input box, which is your nickname on the forum. At this time, the nickname above the input box is, "I am just a spectator." Passers-by".

Seeing that Bo Yunyi had been staring at the phone without moving, Su Qingyu gently turned over under the quilt and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Bo, what do you think of what they said?"

Bo Yunyi was still looking at that nickname and wondering, had he really collected all those animated pictures?

In the animated pictures, his ears are red, his Adam's apple is moving, his hand moves on Su Qingyu's waist, and Su Qingyu straightens his back.

It was nothing originally, but it was very wrong to be taken out by netizens and processed into animated pictures, especially when a netizen combined them to make a short video with a rhythm.

Did he really accept it? Why charge?

It took a long time for Bo Yunyi to come back to his senses. He said, "I'm not frigid."

Su Qingyu said: "I know."

There was silence in the bedroom again.

The three words "I know" kept echoing in Bo Yunyi's ears.

Su Qingyu tilted her head and kept looking at him until Bo Yunyi looked up at him and said, "My mobile phone."

Only then did Bo Yunyi realize that he was still holding Su Qingyu's cell phone. He hurriedly handed the phone to Su Qingyu. Maybe he was too anxious and stretched his hand too far. This time they were not aligned again, and Su Qingyu's hand grasped his. On the wrist.

Su Qingyu groped under the dim light, running his palms and fingers across the blood vessels and pulse on his wrist, and touched his mobile phone.

Su Qingyu: "Mr. Bo? Let go."

Bo Yunyi suddenly relaxed.

Su Qingyu took his phone back and stopped looking at it. He turned off the screen, put the phone next to his pillow, and said to Bo Yunyi, "Mr. Bo, I'm going to bed, good night."

"Good night." Bo Yunyi said.

Su Qingyu turned off the desk lamp and slept on her side facing him. She closed her eyes but forgot to put on the eye mask.

I don't know how long it took, but a faint but conspicuous light lit up in the dark bedroom. It was Su Qingyu's mobile phone.

Someone must have sent him a message, so the screen of his phone lit up.

Bo Yunyi picked up his mobile phone and took a look. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

They would get up at three o'clock. Su Qingyu always wore an eye mask and must be very sensitive to light, because the message screen was always on, which might wake him up.

Bo Yunyi thought for a while, then quietly got down from the bed, trying to press his screen or turn his phone over.

But he was stunned when he saw the phone.

The background of Su Qingyu's mobile phone screen was part of a photo. Only part of the photo was cropped. He still recognized that the photo was of the two of them. It was the photo of him holding Su Qingyu's waist when they attended an event together.

When Bo Yunyi was watching, Su Qingyu opened his eyes.

At this time, his hand was on Su Qingyu's mobile phone, and Bo Yunyi immediately explained: "I'm afraid it will affect your sleep, so I want to turn it off."

Su Qingyu just turned his head under the quilt and said nothing.

The phone screen was not turned off yet. With the light from the phone, Bo Yunyi, who was standing by the bed, saw Su Qingyu's eyelashes trembling. Soon he understood why Su Qingyu was like this. His eyes moved to the background photo on the phone screen. .

Bo Yunyi bent down and turned off the phone, then returned to his bed.

The bedroom became quiet again and fell into deep darkness.

Bo Yunyi's mind was always filled with the background photo on the phone screen, and two sentences echoed at the same time.

One sentence was Su Qingyu's "I know" when he said tonight that he was not frigid.

One sentence was what Su Qingyu said close to his ear during the morning live broadcast, "I've always wanted to kiss here."

Because the voice was so low, it was like a ball of hot air hitting his ears.

Also, when he saw the screen of Su Qingyu's phone, he seemed to have an embarrassed reaction.

All of this was endlessly swirling and expanding in his mind.

At twelve o'clock at night, Su Qingyu said, "I can't sleep."

It's like a sigh, and it's like the pain of getting up early but not being able to sleep.

Bo Yunyi didn't sleep all night.

As soon as three o'clock arrived, their assistant knocked on the door.

Bo Yunyi sighed and resignedly got up and opened the door.

Su Qingyu huddled under the quilt as if he hadn't woken up yet. He didn't know when he fell asleep. He could sleep for one more minute. Bo Yunyi got out of bed as quietly as possible. As soon as he put on his slippers and took a step, he heard A voice came from the bed next door, "No, don't open the door."

Bo Yunyi asked: "What's wrong?"

There was no sound from the bed.

It was still dark at three o'clock, and the bedroom was dark with the curtains drawn. Bo Yunyi couldn't see Su Qingyu's appearance or hear his voice. He was a little worried, so he came closer and asked him again: "What's wrong?"

Su Qingyu only said: "Don't open the door."

This time Bo Yunyi heard something wrong in his voice. He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong, but it just wasn't as relaxed and comfortable as usual.

He squatted next to Su Qingyu's bed, turned on the light of his mobile phone and looked at him, "I feel uncomfortable..."

Su Qingyu's face was half buried in the pillow, and the exposed half of his face was lightly red. The soft hair around his hairline was wet with sweat. For unknown reasons, the purple blood vessels on his slender neck were clearly visible.

Bo Yun looked at it for a long time, and then asked: "What's going on?"

Su Qingyu seemed to be angry, and buried her face more into the pillow. Her voice was muffled, but it could be heard that it was much louder, "It's just a normal reaction in the morning!"

"..."

The bedroom suddenly became eerily quiet.

The knock on the door from outside came in more clearly, accompanied by the voice of Assistant Bo Yunyi, "Mr. Bo, Teacher Su, it's time to get up."

"Mr. Bo?"

"Teacher Su, are you still wearing makeup?"

Bo Yunyi opened his mouth, stared at Su Qingyu, and asked in a low voice: "How long does it take? Is ten minutes enough?"

"No, no." Su Qingyu shook his head, frowning in pain, "No..."

Bo Yunyi didn't know how to understand this "no". He looked at Su Qingyu who was lying on the bed, and in his mind was the water demon played by Su Qingyu, as well as other amazing characters.

This big star, who has performed countless kinds of charms and has impressive star power, seems to not even know how to deal with this situation.

In the darkness, Bo Yunyi held the hand on the edge of the bed so hard that his blood vessels stretched.

"Mr. Bo! Teacher Su! It's time to get up!"

"It'll be too late if you don't get up!"

The hand reached into the quilt.

Wen Jia also came to the door of their room and asked Bo Yunyi's assistant, "What's going on? You're not up yet?"

"Yes." The assistant said, "It's indeed only three o'clock. This is the time when people sleep the deepest, but we can't sleep anymore."

"We can't sleep anymore. Jiang Ling and the others have already started putting on makeup." Wen Jia said, knocking on the door and shouting, "Mr. Bo, Qing Yu, it's time to get up."

There was no response from the room.

Wen Jia took out her mobile phone and called Su Qingyu, but the phone was turned off.

She said to Bo Yunyi's assistant: "Mr. Bo, does his phone turn off when he sleeps? Can you try calling him?"

The assistant said "Hey" and immediately called Bo Yunyi.

When the cell phone rang, Su Qingyu turned around and bit Bo Yunyi's other arm on the bedside.

Bo Yunyi's hand went under his neck and hugged him.

I called twice but no one answered.

Having no other choice, Wen Jia said, "Just wait, I'll go down to the program team and get a room card."

When Wen Jia went downstairs to get the room card and came back to open the door, Bo Yunyi was coming out of the bathroom in pajamas. He had just washed his face and hands, and the water droplets on his face had not yet been wiped off.

Wen Jia said in surprise: "Mr. Bo, are you up? How do you answer the phone?"

Bo Yunyi said: "Sorry, I left my phone outside. I didn't sleep well, so I'm a little confused."

There was a faint trace of bloodshot eyes in his eyes, which really showed that he had not slept well. It is easy to do this if he adjusts his sleep schedule temporarily.

Wen Jia believed it and said, "Where is Qing Yu?"

Bo Yunyi said: "He's also up and taking a shower."

Wen Jia looked in the direction of the bathroom. When she turned around, she saw Bo Yunyi looking at the bathroom. With ten years of experience in the entertainment industry, she felt that there was something wrong with Bo Yunyi's eyes.

But she didn't have time to think too much. After Xiaoba arrived, she quickly asked Xiaoba to prepare Su Qingyu's clothes for today.

It's already half past three, and Su Qingyu hasn't come out yet.

Wen Jia couldn't wait any longer and said to Xiaoba, "Knock on the door and ask him to come out."

Su Qingyu came out just after she finished speaking. She probably hadn't slept well and was a little weak. She wiped her head with a towel without looking at anyone.

Xiao Ba immediately blew his hair. Seeing that it was half dry, Wen Jia pushed him to the room and said, "Go and change clothes quickly."

Pushing Su Qingyu into the bedroom, when the door opened, she saw Bo Yunyi's cell phone on the bedside table. She looked at Bo Yunyi doubtfully, and he had already entered the bathroom.

Because they started a little late, they drove very fast and finally caught up with three other pairs of guests at the foot of the mountain before they started shooting.

Bo Yunyi got out of the car first. When Su Qingyu was about to get out of the car, Wen Jia grabbed him and said, "You guys last night..."

Su Qingyu: "Nothing happened last night."

Wen Jia said: "That's good. I thought you did something last night. You had to climb the mountain before dawn. I was afraid that your body wouldn't be able to hold on."

Su Qingyu looked at her and suddenly smiled thoughtfully.

Wen Jia: "?"

After Su Qingyu got off the car, eight guests arrived.

The director said: "Thank you for your hard work, we are starting to shoot now, and we still have to work hard to climb up the mountain."

Zhai Qiu sighed, "It's really the end of the world. I have to climb a mountain after sleeping for three hours."

Jiang Ling also said while crawling: "I only slept for more than three hours. I'm used to it. It's too early to fall asleep. Alas, it's not dawn yet."

On an autumn morning, it was indeed not bright yet after four o'clock. On the mountain road were the program crew and the light of the flashlights in their hands.

Su Qingyu didn't say a word. Bo Yunyi walked beside him and heard his breathing becoming more and more obvious.

He asked: "Are you okay?"

Su Qingyu didn't speak, just panted and shook his head. Sweat was already visible on his forehead under the light.

Bo Yun hesitated to speak. Just when he was about to look away, he saw Su Qingyu's eyelashes lowered and her eyes fell on his arm, where he was bitten.

Bo Yunyi suddenly felt a little pain there, but it was not obvious and was covered by other feelings.

By the time he came to his senses, Su Qingyu had already stepped up two more steps.

When he was about to catch up, he saw that Su Qingyu was unsteady and almost fell down the steps. Bo Yunyi hurriedly went up two steps at a time to help him.

He knew that Su Qingyu might not have slept much last night, and something like that happened again when he got up. His body must be very weak at this time, and it would be too dangerous to climb the mountain like this.

"I'll carry you." Bo Yunyi squatted in front of him.

The two photographers' lenses were focused on them. When he didn't move, he said, "You can't joke about this kind of thing. Come on up."

Su Qingyu got on Bo Yunyi's back, and Bo Yunyi carried him up the long climbing steps.

The mountain breeze in the early morning hours of autumn hit them, but most of it was blocked by thin clouds.

It was still dark, and the light behind them dimly shone on them. Su Qingyu rested her chin on Bo Yunyi's shoulder and looked at his face.

In his ears were the complaints of Jiang Ling and Zhai Qiu, and the sound of Bo Yunyi's feet stepping on dead leaves.

His eyes moved back from the side of his face, and he faintly saw a touch of color on Bo Yunyi's ears. He reached out and took off Bo Yunyi's wheat, and asked with his back to the camera: "Mr. Bo, do you remember what I said in your ear yesterday? What?"

Bo Yunyi stopped for a moment. Of course he remembered it. He thought about it countless times last night.

I've always wanted to kiss here.

When Bo Yunyi lifted his feet and continued walking, Su Qingyu raised her head and kissed his ear.