Shu Cheng pecked a light smile on his face. Just after sending a text message, he saw the calendar reminder that popped up on time every day.

  [Reminder: Your cutie is waiting for you, and patience is 1%. You have not contacted your cutie for one day. The sky is dry, be careful of him. 】

  Shu Cheng simply clicked the cross, turned off the calendar reminder, and received a text message from Rong Junyi.

   [SMS content: 100 million a night? —Rong Junyi】

  The sudden change of the man's words made Shu Cheng raise his eyebrows slightly, shrug his shoulders, a playful light flashed in his dark eyes, and typed quickly on the phone screen with the belly of his index finger.

  【SMS content: what is the size? If you are satisfied, we will discuss the price. —Shu Cheng】

  Seeing the reply, Rong Junyi chuckled softly. His voice was low and magnetic. His slender fingers tapped the phone screen lightly, shaking his head and laughing.

  This kid is really addicted.

  "Beep—" the phone prompt sounded, Shu Cheng's dark eyes swept the phone display, and picked up the phone to his ear.

   "Lovely miss me?" A smile burst out from the corners of the young boy's red lips, with a clear smile in his voice.

  Unknowingly, the black Shen Ruyao’s eyes were stained with a smile at this moment, and the corners of his lips were faintly aroused, “If you are not satisfied, what will you do?”

  Shu Cheng's dark eyes stared at the computer, and the corners of her red mouth made a wicked smile, and her lazy voice was no less expensive, "Return the product."

  "You try?" Rong Junyi's black eyes, awe-inspiring like a leopard, narrowed slightly, and his light and fluttering sentence carried an obvious threat, which made people shudder.

  The young man took out the candy box from the bag and stuffed a bubble gum in his mouth. The handsome action brought her peculiar smell of scorpion, "Yes."

  The man's sharp eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a trace of anger flashed through his deep, sea-like eyes for some reason, with awe-inspiring aura, and a sharp voice in his low voice: "You try to say something like this again?!"

  The teenager's black hair is slightly fluffy and casual, and her black eyes are shining with a smile. She tilted her head slightly, playing with her fingers, in an unruly gesture, and did not see the threat of a man in her eyes at all.

   "Kneel to the keyboard." The man's voice came through the phone, lazily with coldness.

   Shu Cheng blinked, "Are you talking to me?"

  The man raised his eyebrows slightly and lowered his voice: "Otherwise?"

  Shu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, so he followed Yan and did as he did. After all, he was his own wife, who had to be spoiled. The daughter-in-law is older than the sky, and the daughter-in-law said to kneel the keyboard, just kneel the keyboard.

  It’s not uncommon for a wife to make her husband kneel on the keyboard.

   "Did you know what was wrong?" Rong Junyi's deep black eyes flashed a jokingly in the depths.

   "What's wrong?"

   "Why are you kneeling down, there is a ghost in your heart!"

  Shu Cheng had ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping past in an instant, Nima, got a routine!

  ...

  On the Internet, the follow-up triggered by Shu Cheng’s retirement did not begin.

  【Damn, Shu Cheng, this is too disrespectful to the stage of "The King of Masked Singer"! If you retire from the race, you should have a degree of willfulness! 】

  【I’ll take it, bullying Lu Yiyi is not enough, disrespect the stage, disrespect the opponent, you look down on my poison! 】

  【If you retire, you will retire. Toxic works so hard. You can win but not to win. You give the victory to Toxic. Do you know how badly poisoned his heart is? Your waywardness is too arrogant! 】