Underworld Scumbag Transformation System

If it was before, Wen Jia should know.

At that time, Su Qingyu only had one assistant, who was in charge of his life and work. Now, Su Qingyu only has two assistants and a team of dozens of people behind him. Wen Jia rarely takes care of his life anymore.

Have you ever done this kind of thing... Wen Jia is really not sure.

She felt that there shouldn't be, but the two had been legally married for more than four years. When they occasionally went back to see their families, they lived in the same room. Is there really no "accident" between two healthy adult men?

Can Bo Yunyi really be calm when facing a person like Su Qingyu in the dead of night?

Didn't Su Qingyu also say that Bo Yunyi is handsome and has a good figure?

Wen Jia also became more and more uncertain as she thought about it.

Wen Jia: [How do I know? Don’t you know this kind of thing best? ]

She immediately thought of Su Qingyu's memory confusion mentioned earlier, "Even if the memory is confused about this kind of thing, you can still know whether it was done or not, right?" How about you ask Xiaoba? ]

It’s okay to ask Wen Jia, but forget about Xiaoba.

He grabbed everyone in the team one by one and asked him if he had ever had sex with Bo Yunyi. Wasn't he just like a pervert?

Su Qingyu took advantage of the cover of her mobile phone to glance at Bo Yunyi inadvertently.

This bedroom is not big, with two 1.5-meter beds arranged, leaving little space in between. Lying on the bed and looking at it, Bo Yunyi seemed to be on the same bed with him.

He was sitting on the bed doing work, with one leg flat on the bed and one leg bent up to support the laptop. Both legs were very long at both angles.

His legs are very long, and when you hold him, every step you take will be deep.

Su Qingyu: "..."

He pressed the phone to his forehead and said something silently.

I don't know when, his eyes fell on Bo Yunyi again, deliberately not looking at his legs, but placed them on his clean hands.

His fingers are very long, really long, as long as...

Su Qingyu: "..."

He put away his cell phone and shrank down, with the quilt covering his eyes.

Every part of Bo Yunyi's body was unclear. He could think of corresponding scenes and details in every place, his legs, his waist, his chest, his neck, his Adam's apple, his face, his...

"What's wrong?" Bo Yunyi saw Su Qingyu covering her head with a quilt and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

His voice wasn't clear either.

His voice, his temperature, his expression at a certain moment.

Su Qingyu was speechless. He was afraid that something would be revealed if he spoke.

He heard the sound of clothes and duvet fabric rubbing on the bed next door. Bo Yunyi might have come down to see him. Su Qingyu hurriedly opened her mouth and said, "Mr. Bo, do you have a red birthmark on your waist?"

In his memory, he scratched there. At first, he thought it was a drop of blood from his scratch, but when he touched it, he realized it was a birthmark.

If Bo Yunyi really has it, it proves that these are his real memories and not imaginary.

He asked this because he wanted to know if he and Bo Yunyi had sex. He wanted to know this question immediately, but he didn't realize that asking this question in the bedroom late at night was really ambiguous.

He soon realized that Bo Yunyi did not answer the question immediately.

Su Qingyu cursed at himself, why he kept saying things without thinking today.

After a minute, Bo Yunyi said "hmm".

really.

In fact, when these scenes first appeared in his mind, Su Qingyu was inclined to believe that these were real memories, because they were too real, and it felt like they were still in his body when he thought about them.

He actually did it with Bo Yunyi, obviously more than once, obviously it was very intense, and obviously he... liked and enjoyed it very much.

Why did I do it? Thinking of Bo Yunyi, I felt that it was normal to do it.

"..."

Having been covered in the quilt, the air was not circulating and it was very stuffy. Su Qingyu's body was a little hot and his forehead was sweating. He poked his head out of the quilt and said, "I'm fine. I, I'm going to lie down in the bathroom."

Bo Yunyi nodded, "Tell me if you need anything."

Su Qingyu: "..."

Can't you talk properly?

After Su Qingyu went to the bathroom, Bo Yunyi didn't pay attention at first. After 20 minutes, he raised his head in confusion. He put down the computer and came out of the bedroom. He heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom at the door and stopped.

He stood at the door and looked in the direction of the bathroom for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking. Two minutes later, he pressed his temples and went back.

When Su Qingyu came back, Bo Yunyi was sitting on the bed.

He stood looking at Bo Yunyi's posture, and suddenly remembered the scene where he was sitting on Bo Yunyi.

"..."

While he was thinking about it, Bo Yunyi suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Under the dim light of the brass bedside lamp, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, then moved away silently.

As soon as Su Qingyu lay down on the bed, he immediately turned off the bedside lamp on his side, and Bo Yunyi's side was also turned off. They both put away their computers and mobile phones, and watched as they both fell asleep.

Su Qingyu turned sideways and opened his eyes, showing confusion and despair.

Why did he become so weird after knowing that he had sex with Bo Yunyi?

Every molecule in the air felt wrong to him now.

Su Qingyu put on a blindfold.

In fact, he could sleep without wearing a blindfold. Later, it was because he needed to sleep on the same bed as Bo Yunyi at certain times. He felt that their relationship was a bit embarrassing when he opened his eyes and saw each other's faces, so he said Have the habit of wearing eye patches.

He put on a big blindfold, covering his eyes and most of his face, avoiding most of the embarrassment.

He didn't know that it was avoiding certain things and making certain things easier.

Wearing an eye patch, his dazzling eyes were indeed covered, as well as the high tip of his nose that held up the eye patch, and the wet lips that became the focus of his vision.

Bo Yunyi lay flat on the bed, keeping his eyes open. He didn't know how long it took, but he turned his head and looked to the side. After only looking for a few minutes, he looked back and closed his eyes.

Wen Jia knocked on the door at six o'clock in the morning and looked around.

Bo Yunyi opened the door for her, and she called "Mr. Bo" and her eyes stayed on him for a few seconds.

Bo Yunyi was wearing a light blue sportswear, clean and refreshing, without any other traces.

"Mr. Bo is going for a morning jog?" Wen Jia asked.

Bo Yunyi said "hmm" and said, "He is still sleeping. If you need anything, call me."

Bo Yunyi is just like the rumors. He has a coldness about him that doesn't fit in with the crowd, as if he lives outside the world. Coupled with his cold face, it's no wonder that some people say on the gossip forum that he is frigid.

But Wen Jia had always felt that it was not the case. After seeing the message Su Qingyu sent him last night, she felt that it was not the case even more.

After Bo Yunyi went out with Wang Wang, Wen Jia walked to the bedroom. Su Qingyu had already sat up from the bed.

"Mr. Bo went for a morning jog, and the photographer hasn't come in yet." Wen Jia said this to tell him that he could speak with confidence at this time. Artists, especially popular celebrities, have too little time to be true to themselves. With this kind of opportunity , Wen Jia will tell him.

She asked Su Qingyu: "How do you feel now?"

Su Qingyu said feebly: "The feeling of dissatisfaction with desire."

Wen Jia: "..."

After all these years, Wen Jia, an assistant, is about to become a mother, but Su Qingyu no longer sees her as a woman.

She didn't regard Su Qingyu as a member of the opposite sex, "What should I do? I can't find you someone? Are you looking for someone else?"

Su Qingyu knew she was joking, so she gave up thinking and sat on the bed with her head raised.

Wen Jia looked at him who seemed to have lost his soul and said, "You have been lying in the hospital for a long time, and at this age, it is normal to have needs, otherwise..."

"I'll just say it casually." Su Qingyu interrupted her.

He couldn't tell her that it was all caused by Bo Yunyi, and he just wanted to do it with Bo Yunyi, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

If it were any other time, since he and Bo Yunyi have done it before, and the scope of mutual help has been extended to this point, he may have climbed into Bo Yunyi's bed, but now he is participating in a divorce variety show with Bo Yunyi, preparing for divorce, and then do it again What kind of.

After he said this, Wen Jia stopped talking about this topic. She came to talk to Su Qingyu about the next program, "According to the program tradition, today's theme may be familiarity and tacit understanding."

The main purpose of this program is to save relationships. Two people who are about to break up or divorce find that they have so many tacit understandings hidden in each other's bones, and the small details they are familiar with each other. It is easy to recall the good times in the past, and it becomes even more difficult to let go of this relationship.

However, when it comes to Su Qingyu and Bo Yunyi, it is hard to say that they are familiar with each other, let alone have a tacit understanding.

Wen Jia said: "There are many anti-fans on the Internet right now, waiting to see your jokes. Have you memorized all the information?"

Yesterday's live broadcast, the Internet was envious of Su Qingyu and Keng's CP. The black people were very unhappy. Before dawn, several posts were opened on the gossip forum, waiting to analyze their behavior today.

It's not that they were unprepared at all. The assistants on both sides had sorted out the information, including their habits and hobbies, and given them to each other.

However, the reason why this show is so popular is that it often does not follow the routine within a fixed framework, and no one knows how it will be arranged or what questions will be asked.

"Remember." Su Qingyu said nonchalantly: "We are all about to get divorced. If there is no tacit understanding, there will be no tacit understanding. I am an actor originally. It is normal for us to get together less and stay apart more often."

Wen Jia disagreed, "We've come this far, don't ruin it at the last step. You guys act too strange, and many people will say that you faked your marriage to whitewash your innocence."

Su Qingyu said: "This is no longer what it used to be."

When he first entered the entertainment industry, he had no foundation and could be crushed by this incident. Now that he has grown up, these rumors and rumors can no longer do anything to him.

Wen Jia also knew that she was always cautious and said patiently: "This is not good for your image. You have so many endorsements, which one is an ordinary brand?"

"Even if you don't consider this, you should consider it for Mr. Bo. He doesn't want some people to know that his marriage is fake, right?"

"I understand." Su Qingyu said, "I will pay attention."

Wen Jia was relieved. She knew that Su Qingyu was reliable and that she had wronged him by participating in this show. She told him some happy things until the photographer came in.

Su Qingyu went to the bathroom to wash up, changed clothes, and started today's shooting.

As Wen Jia expected, today's theme is familiarity and tacit understanding.

As soon as the photographer came in, his director asked him to prepare breakfast for Bo Yunyi.

Wen Jia breathed a sigh of relief. They got this question right. The information included what Bo Yunyi liked to eat.

When Su Qingyu went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Bo Yunyi, the director asked him: "Teacher Su, what do you like to eat?"

Su Qingyu said: "Meat, I like a lot of meat, especially beef."

"Then what kind of breakfast do you want to prepare for Mr. Bo?"

"A bowl of noodles."

The information shows that noodles are among Bo Yunyi's favorite foods.

Su Qingyu served Bo Yunyi a bowl of noodles. To the audience's expectation, not only did he serve Bo Yunyi noodles with his own hands, but he also rolled the noodles.

[He actually knows how to roll noodles. I always thought his hands were clean. 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I am so envious of Bo Yunyi. The noodles rolled out by these hands are not allowed to be offered. 】

[He makes longevity noodles? 】

Su Qingyu didn't plan to go to such trouble at first. The program team had prepared breakfast, so he could just bring a few items to Bo Yunyi. It would be more sincere to do it with his own hands, but there was no need to start by rolling out the noodles.

However, for some reason, he planned to do this when he entered the kitchen, and he did it very skillfully, as if he had done it many times.

Bo Yunyi was also surprised when he heard the director say that Su Qingyu rolled the noodles for him by hand, but he couldn't show surprise. He just watched for a few seconds when Su Qingyu brought the noodles to the table.

"I haven't cooked for you for a long time. Has my craftsmanship gotten worse?" Su Qingyu said.

"Thank you for your hard work." Bo Yunyi picked up a few chopsticks and put them in his mouth. After chewing two mouthfuls, he stopped and stared at his face without speaking.

"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good?" Su Qingyu asked.

Bo Yunyi raised his head and looked at him for a few seconds, with a smile on his face, "No, it's very delicious. It's the best noodles I've ever eaten."

Su Qingyu was dazed for a moment when he saw his smile. He found that Bo Yunyi was really good-looking, especially when she smiled at him. It was difficult for Su Qingyu to find someone in the entertainment industry who smiled better than him.

【Huh--】

[What do you know? What your lover makes is the most delicious. 】

[Mr. Bo, I didn’t expect you to be such a person. 】

Bo Yunyi prepared preserved egg, lean meat porridge and beef jerky for Su Qingyu. They had passed this test, and even Heizi couldn't find any problems.

[They must have passed the gas in advance! 】

[This has just begun, we are waiting! 】

After breakfast, the director arranged a task for this morning, asking them to draw a full-body painting for each other, "Please highlight your favorite part in the painting."

This was beyond their expectations.

Su Qingyu had never learned to draw, so he could only draw a rough outline.

The two of them were in the same studio respectively, unable to look at each other, so they could only paint thinking about each other's appearance.

Su Qingyu thought about Bo Yunyi from head to toe and found that he was really familiar with him beyond imagination. He could think of every detail about him.

"..."

As for your favorite part...

Just when Su Qingyu was thinking about this part, his filming director asked him: "Teacher Su, which part of you do you think Mr. Bo likes the most?"

Which part of himself would he like best?

Su Qingyu really thought about this issue seriously, but said without thinking: "He likes her whole body."

director:"……"

Su Qingyu also wanted to know which part of his body Bo Yunyi liked best. After giving the answer, he thought it was possible. In his memory, there was no place on his body that Bo Yunyi had not kissed.

"..."

Su Qingyu felt that she was really possessed.

The director was about to ask him the next topic when he suddenly put down his brush, put his hand on his chin, and tapped the corner of his lips with his little finger several times. He didn't know what the meaning of this action was.

Maybe I'm thinking about Bo Yunyi, or a certain memory.

Looking at his expression, the director suddenly felt that he and Bo Yunyi were not like the rumors, and that they might really have feelings for each other.

Apparently Kuroko doesn't think so.

【Like everything? I don’t know. 】

[No, no, no, you have been married for four years, and Bo Yunyi has never told you what he likes about you? 】

[Although my boyfriend didn’t tell me, I also know that he likes my eyes. He often kisses my eyes. Don’t you have no intimate behavior at all? 】

The director asked: "What is Mr. Su's favorite part about Mr. Bo?"

like it all. Su Qingyu said in her heart, and was stunned for a moment after finishing speaking.

He stared at the painting that already had a shape for a long time.

[I don’t know this, I have to think about it now, hahaha! 】

[What kind of husband are you? You made me laugh to death. 】

While Danmu was laughing, he suddenly saw Su Qingyu changing his brush and putting a red dot on Bo Yunyi's waist. The whole painting was only red, and it was obvious which part was highlighted.

[Is that what I mean? 】

[So Mr. Bo has a red birthmark there? Hey Hey Hey. 】

[I actually like it here hehehehehehe. 】

[(Start to imagine) (Nosebleed) (Scream loudly) (Continue to imagine) (Cruel squirming)]

[Ah ah ah, I have already begun to imagine Mr. Bo’s reaction when he sees the painting! 】

Bo Yunyi did have a reaction when he saw it.

When Su Qingyu handed the painting to him, he scanned it to the most conspicuous place. The hand holding the frame froze and he looked up at him in surprise.

Su Qingyu looked calm. He painted like this because he thought of Wen Jia's words at that time. The painting here should be enough to show their intimacy. Except for artists, men rarely wear waist-baring clothes, not to mention that Bo Yun's image has always been abstinent, and he only wears shirts and trousers during the hottest times.

But in fact, he was not as calm as he appeared.

This was indeed intimate, and for them, it was so intimate that it was a bit ambiguous.

Bo Yunyi's painting is much better than him. It is a sketch under the setting sun. It can be seen that he has some painting skills.

Unexpectedly, he really drew every part of Su Qingyu clearly without any highlights.

When the director asked, he said succinctly, "I like them all."

[Look, people just like it. 】

[Su Qingyu has no blind spots in her body. Isn’t it normal that she likes everyone? I don’t understand why some people are sour. 】

Painting is just the beginning. The director said: "Now please look at the paintings in your hands, and let's talk about painting."

The two sat opposite each other, looking down at the paintings in their hands.

Talking about paintings actually means talking about the people in the paintings. It is definitely not that simple with such a vivid tool.

Sure enough, the director said: "Please point out Mr. Su's most sensitive part."

Su Qingyu: "..."

It is indeed the most popular variety show, how dare you.

They really didn't expect the program team to ask this level of questions, so they didn't discuss the question in advance.

Su Qingyu lowered his head and looked at the paintings on his legs. After they looked at each other, what they each held in their hands was the painting they had painted for the other.

There is an indescribable feeling in pointing out your most sensitive part on the other person's portrait.

Su Qingyu's index finger moved across Bo Yunyi's body on the drawing paper, and finally stopped at one place.

The two cameras were each facing their hands. Their live broadcast room now had two storyboards, and all the viewers were staring at their fingers.

Finally, I watched the two index fingers stop very close to each other.

The director first asked Bo Yunyi, "Mr. Bo, which location are you referring to?"

Bo Yunyi: "Back."

Su Qingyu looked at him in surprise. They had never discussed this issue. Su Qingyu was also debating whether to point to the real part just now. In the end, he couldn't explain why and pointed to this place.

How did Bo Yunyi point to the right location? Was he blinded, or did he find out at some point?

The director asked Bo Yunyi: "Teacher Su, is your back sensitive [gǎn]? What is the specific performance?"

When Su Qingyu looked up at Bo Yunyi, Bo Yunyi also looked up at him. His eyes were calm and deep, so deep that he couldn't see the emotions inside.

He first asked Su Qingyu: "Teacher Su, can I speak?"

"Say." Su Qingyu realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

Bo Yunyi smiled, looked at him and said, "He likes me kissing his back very much."

Su Qingyu's back suddenly straightened as if stressed.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Is this something I can listen to? You don't treat me like an outsider! 】

[Rolled into a maggot in the quilt and writhed crazily. 】

[Who said they were a couple in name only? I’ve already seen them doing it! 】

The director was also very excited. He had already seen the hot searches in advance, and there were quite a few.

He continued: "Please point out your favorite part of the other person."

Compared with the previous question, this question is not worth mentioning. Su Qingyu's favorite part has already been drawn in the painting. He pointed to the red birthmark on his waist without hesitation.

It's just that Bo Yunyi may be a little difficult. When the camera moved to his painting, he directly stretched out his palm to cover the people in the painting. As he said, he liked them all.

Unexpectedly, the director asked Su Qingyu: "Teacher Su, why do you like this place?"

Su Qingyu knew more and more that this show was so popular and that it was really good at creating hot topics.

He looked up at Bo Yunyi. They wanted to show their intimacy in this show. At the same time, they wanted to get divorced in this show, but they shouldn't be too ambiguous.

He didn't know why Bo Yunyi said that just now. Maybe it was to get past the tricky question, or maybe he drew the birthmark on Bo Yunyi's waist, making Bo Yunyi think it was a reminder, signaling that he wanted to be intimate in this meeting. point.

No matter what the reason is, their intimacy value is enough today and there is no need to continue. If they continue, it will be a bit ambiguous and misleading.

Thinking like this, he looked at Bo Yunyi and said, "Because it's in a good location and easy to catch."

Bo Yunyi couldn't keep his gaze for a few seconds and quickly moved to the painting in his hand.

The director was so excited that the barrage went crazy.

Wen Jia looked at Su Qingyu in surprise, shook her head at him, and told him to keep a low profile.

The director wiped his hand on his pants and continued: "Please point out Mr. Bo's most sensitive part."

They didn't get over this issue either, but Su Qingyu knew that the scenes in his memory told him.

The two hands in the camera point to the same position again.

The director asked Su Qingyu: "Where is Teacher Su referring to?"

Su Qingyu: "Ears."

The director then asked the question, "Mr. Bo has sensitive ears [gǎn]? Are there any specific symptoms?"

Wen Jia shook his head at Su Qingyu again, and Su Qingyu then saw Bo Yunyi looking at him, still looking cold and unsullied, but his eyes were a little darker.

Su Qingyu looked at him and said, "Every time I say love words in his ear, it always turns red."

Before the audience could comment in excitement, the director had already pushed it a step further, "Can you give me a demonstration?"

Su Qingyu: "..."