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Chapter 572 The Real Picture

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. There is sex and screaming here, and the Internet is in chaos there.

It all started when someone posted a 10-second video in the comment section of the video of a man being struck to death by lightning, with a very straightforward caption: "Brothers, I think I captured the real thing."

In the video, two figures can be vaguely seen standing side by side on the rooftop, and the man casually points his left hand downwards. Immediately, thunder roars and lightning illuminates the man's long hair. It pauses for a few seconds, and then the figure disappears.

"WTF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF"

"Take care, brother. If you come to me, you'll be dead."

"Dead, the order has been delivered"

"This is AI. If you don't believe it, circle those who believe it. I'll sell them health supplements when they get old."

"Could this be true????"

"It seems like it has long hair, did you see it?"

"Yes, yes, it's long hair."

"Is the spell Thunder God helping me!!!"

"Don't say that. Really don't say that!"

The protagonists of the incident were pressed together tightly, their long hair sticking to their backs and shoulders due to sweat, making their skin look even whiter than snow.

Yan Junge grabbed the slender arm with his other hand and pulled it towards him, making the two of them stick closer.

After sweating profusely, they hugged each other and went into the bathroom. There was another violent storm. Zhang Yiyan leaned in Yan Junge's arms, and was carried out horizontally and put on the bed.

Yan Junge moved Zhang Yiyan's head to rest on his legs, took out the silent hair dryer he carried with him, and carefully and gently dried his wet hair bit by bit.

The flowing hair exuded a faint fragrance, which Yan Junge could only suppress. He bent down and kissed his forehead. Seeing that he was so sleepy, his heart softened.

At dawn the next day, Yan Junge yawned and prepared to order takeout, but he saw that his message was bombarded with several missed calls.

What happened?

He rubbed Zhang Yiyan's hair, got out of bed and went outside the suite, and called back to Zhang Tianming first, "Uncle Master, Yanyan hasn't woken up yet!"

Yan Junge was surprised. "What? He was photographed? Okay, I get it!"

"Don't worry, Yanyan is fine!" After hanging up the phone, Yan Junge went straight into the video app, and it was already noisy. But fortunately, few people believed it, and most of them were just playing tricks.

I ordered breakfast first, then called Xie Huai, "Brother-in-law, hehe..."

Xie Huai sat in the office with dark circles under his eyes, "Stop laughing, where's my junior brother?"

"I haven't woken up yet!"

"...Can you exercise some restraint!!!" Xie Huai has learned all of Yan Junge's catchphrases!

Yan Junge pretended to be serious, "Yes! Absolutely! Brother-in-law, I'll ask some internet trolls to take charge of the situation, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"...you guys should be careful, don't be too cocky, be aware of the impact. This is the tenth person to be struck to death this month. If you don't know, you would really think that Lei Gong and Dian Mu are trying to increase their performance!" It was not easy for Xie Huai, Xie Huai sighed!

"Yanyan has been practicing her skills for a long time. Now she has mastered them to perfection. Don't worry!"

Xie Huai continued to sigh, "I'm afraid I can't rest assured. The video of my junior brother being struck by lightning in the hospital was also filmed. I can't call this a special department anymore. I should change it to a public relations department."

"... Just cite AI, propaganda films, myths and legends. Anyway, who knows what's true or false!" Yan Junge listened to the movement in the bedroom, afraid that Zhang Yiyan would wake up and not be able to find him. "Brother-in-law, I believe in you. You can do it. Love you. Muah (?0?7e｀)?7?9"

He hung up the phone directly and walked to the bedroom. Sure enough, Zhang Yiyan woke up and rubbed his eyes in a daze. It was obvious that he had not slept enough.

Seeing Yan Junge coming over, she leaned directly into his arms and asked, "Why are you up so early?"

"I was afraid you'd be hungry, so I ordered takeout. Seafood porridge should be here soon." Yan Junge lowered her head and kissed his lips. "Drink the porridge and then take a nap. I heard that the pan-fried buns, scallion pancakes, and fried pork chops here are all very famous. I ordered one of each to try them."

"Hmm~"

The two of them sat next to each other for more than half an hour, and then the takeaway arrived, filling the table.

He took a sip of the porridge first. It was full of flavor and ingredients, soft and delicious. Zhang Yiyan was also hungry after all the hard work, so he drank a bowl of porridge and ate a little bit of everything else, including two pieces of fried pork chops.

Yan Junge stretched his neck over and kissed him. Seeing Zhang Yiyan eating, he was happier than he was. He peeled some shrimp and fed them to him. "Yanyan, Uncle Master misses you. Let's call him back after dinner."

"Have fun, I'm calling you now!" Zhang Yiyan went to get his cell phone and sat back at the table.

Yan Junge smiled and said, "Okay, I'll feed you."

Holding the phone in both hands, he dialed the video call directly. He also missed his father. After the video was connected, he smiled brightly and said, "Dad~"

Zhang Tianming was relieved to see that he was in good condition, "Baby, is everything going well?"

"Smooth~" He took the shrimps that Yan Junge fed him and chewed them slowly, "We'll go back the day after tomorrow afternoon. I want to drink the soup that Dad made!"

Zhang Tianming looked at him lovingly, "Okay, I promise you can have it after you get off the plane!"

After that, the father and son chatted for a few more sentences. Zhang Tianming had spoken to Xie Huai on the phone before, so he did not ask Zhang Yiyan about the video again. He just told him to be careful and take care of himself.

Yan Junge squeezed his big head over and put his cheek against Zhang Yiyan's face, "Uncle Master, don't worry, I will take good care of Yanyan!"

"Okay, okay, Jun Ge, you've worked hard!"

"Hehe, it's not hard! I'm so happy to be able to take care of Yanyan~"

"Hahahaha~"

After chatting for a few more sentences, Zhang Yiyan reluctantly hung up the phone, "Yan Junge, go shave! You're rubbing my face!"

Yan Junge deliberately came over and rubbed his little face, "Yanyan, you are becoming more and more domineering now!"

Zhang Yiyan put down his phone, pinched Yan Junge's cheeks and pulled, rubbed, squeezed, and saw his mouth pout, lowered his head and bit his lips, "So domineering!"

Yan Junge took off his disposable gloves, put his arm around her slender waist and put her on his lap, "Boss, fall in love with me~"

"Pfft~" Zhang Yiyan chuckled and raised his index finger to his chin, "Man, you have successfully attracted my attention~"

“Hahahahahahahaha!!!” The two of them hugged each other and laughed together. On the day they took the plane to S City, the girl in the next seat kept playing the TV series "My Domineering President Falls in Love with Me", it was so magical.

Yan Junge held him and threw him into the air, then caught him steadily, "My little wife is so tempting, I guarantee you won't be able to stop~"

Soon, the young boss named Zhang was defeated by the fierce attack of the young wife named Yan, and he twisted his body and moaned like crying.

"Baby, open your mouth~"

The little boss opened his mouth obediently with tears in his eyes, and the little wife seized the opportunity to rush in, entangling, lingering, and trembling.