The next day, Aunt Mo returned, and Lou Shiyu couldn't help but tell her not to ask for leave in the future.

Aunt Mo, who looked inexplicable, asked her if something had happened. Lou Shiyu's face darkened again, and nothing happened. Aunt Mo secretly wondered if her eldest lady had early menopause, and there would have been such contradictory statements before.

It was Saturday, and the friends of the comic studio did not come, so Lou Shiyu went for a walk in the garden in a good mood. Walking to the greenhouse, he found a man wearing rimless glasses, a rather formal suit, a silver tie, and a Sven scum, sitting there reading the mystery novel he had taken before.

"What are you playing? COSPLAY？ Lou Shiyu stood far away from him, frowning and asking the man who was reading leisurely.

"You're here? Let's analyze the characters of this novel. Shen Yi did not call her the eldest lady, but waved his hand at her as usual and pointed to the cover of the book.

"Oh? I would like to hear about it. "Lou Shiyu is a comic screenwriter, and he is still very interested in picking up character lines and plot lines, thinking that this man knows how to vote for her.

"Mr. Lou, who do you think is the protagonist of this book?" Shen Yi didn't know where to conjure a whip, pointed to the novel on the table, and a formulaic smile appeared on his face.

"Of course, it's the foggy river." Lou Shiyu cooperated with him, wanting to see what kind of flowers this man would make.

"No, in fact, the dark line protagonist in the ambush in the story is Shuji Kirijiang, who is the soul of the whole book." Shen Yi smiled and said all kinds of hints and clues of the author of the novel, and analyzed the characters in the story to the first point.

Lou Shiyu was impressed by his wonderful analysis, and in order to hear more clearly, he unconsciously gradually approached him.

This is exactly the effect that Shen Yi wants.

While using his eloquence to attract the attention of Lou Shiyu, he gently put his right hand on her shoulder, the gesture was not intimate, at best it was just an experiment.

By the time Lou Shiyu reacted, it was already five minutes later. She was stunned for a moment, shook off the man's hand, and showed an unhappy look on her face: "Do you want to harm my hives?" ”

Shen Yi smiled and pointed to her shoulder, which was where his hand was just now: "Is it itchy?" ”

Lou Shiyu shrugged: "Maybe it hasn't started yet." ”

Shen Yi bent down politely: "Can you ask the eldest lady to tear open the collar of the blouse and let me take a look at that place?" ”

The corners of Lou Shiyu's mouth twitched, and he looked at him in disbelief: "Are you a pervert addicted?" ”

"No, I just wanted to test my guesses." Shen Yi sincerely expressed that he had nothing to think about.

Lou Shiyu squinted at him, making it clear that he didn't trust him.

"Could it be that the eldest lady is ready to fight a protracted battle with me? I don't care, the annual salary is 100 million US dollars, and if it is extended by two or three years, the salary will only increase. ”

Shen Yi showed an indifferent smile, there was no threat in her tone, but it seemed to touch a certain nerve of Lou Shiyu, which made her look change and think quietly.

Shen Yi was just joking, and he didn't expect this sentence to have any impact on the arrogant and conceited Lou Shiyu. However, after looking at her face, he knew he was right.

Miss Lou really hopes to get rid of androphobia as soon as possible.

Biting his lip embarrassedly, in line with the self-hypnotic consciousness that there would be no loss of flesh on his shoulders, Lou Shiyu opened his neckline, revealing a snow-white neck and a beautifully shaped collarbone, showing it to Shen Yi.

The complexion was white and greasy, smooth and tender, and there was no change at all, which was completely different from the appearance of rapid hives that day.