Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 135 133 Social Media Has No Love

Chapter 135, Section 133: Social Media Has No Love
When a person wakes up from a long dream, their thoughts are often in disarray.

Zhou Mingyuan gradually woke up from his dream, his joints a little sore, his arms a little numb, and his lips and tongue a little dry and uncomfortable.

I opened my eyes, and my blurry vision gradually became clear. The ceiling light on the bedroom ceiling was a small, stacked square.

It was indeed a scene I was familiar with.

He turned his head slightly and met a pair of bright, sparkling eyes that were looking at him quietly but with a hint of shyness.

A sensation suddenly surged up in my arm.

The slight soreness was from when he had been holding that fair, curvaceous body all night.

"Are you awake?"

"Ah."

Zhou Mingyuan cleared his throat, picked up a corner of the blanket with his right hand, and suddenly yanked it off.

Suddenly, the thin blanket covering the two of them was flipped up, swept through the air, and lifted to the other side of the bed.

What are you doing?

Du Jianuo let out a soft moan, wrapped her arms around herself, and buried herself in Zhou Mingyuan's embrace.

Under the covers, he and she were in a completely primal state.

That makes sense, considering how crazy the two of them were yesterday.

Zhou Mingyuan smiled, reached out, and gently put his arm around Du Jianuo's snow-white back.

He embraced her fragrant, exquisite, and alluring body, pressing her arms, which were covering her, towards his side.

Du Jianuo was right last night.

If the lights hadn't been on, he would never have truly appreciated his senior's body.

Her skin was smooth and fair, her abdomen was flat, and her features were well-defined.

People who exercise regularly often have two types of skin.

One type is the pure hormone warrior, who sacrifices natural beauty by taking large amounts of hormones, making them particularly prone to bumps and lumps.

Another type is like Du Jianuo.

Years of physical training and controlled diet will result in exceptionally smooth skin with very few blemishes.

Back, shoulders, cheeks, collarbone, chest.
All the way down to the sides of her buttocks, the undulations were all soft and alluring lines, much like a full moon.

It was pure white, snow-white, and every inch of it was as if it had been carved from jade.

If it weren't for the visible, youthful veins beneath the skin, one might mistake this for some kind of artwork.

What's even more striking is her well-defined figure.

The most beautiful part of a girl who exercises regularly is right here.

In a society that values thinness, many girls, no matter how beautiful their faces are, how much they take care of themselves, or how much makeup they wear, will always appear too thin in some areas, or even somewhat frail in others.

This kind of natural, vibrant health comes from a lack of exercise.

Du Jianuo's vigorous vitality is reflected in his well-proportioned muscles.
Zhou Mingyuan's fingertips traced along his arm from left to right.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a beautiful S-curve.

His hand couldn't help but move downwards, further down, tracing along Du Jianuo's waist and pressing against her sexy waist dimples.

Following the lines downwards, I carefully explored the girl's tailbone through her skin, as if searching for its shape.

"Um"

Being played with like a kitten, Du Jianuo couldn't help but respond through her nose.

"No, no, don't do this."

The senior student lowered her head, hugged her chest, and spoke shyly, but did not flinch.

"Don't do anything?"

Zhou Mingyuan smiled, seemingly letting go of a certain part of her body, and slowly moved from the inside towards her thigh.

"I haven't fully recovered yet."

Du Jianuo finally couldn't help but gently twist her shoulders, turning her face toward the window and flipping most of her body to one side.

This symbolic avoidance is actually a form of taming.

However, Zhou Mingyuan was not satisfied. He put one hand on Du Jianuo's waist to prevent her from lying face down.

She indeed stopped moving, using only the muscles of her thighs and abdomen to support her body in a 45-degree sideways position.

"Don't run away, come here~"

With that sound, his left hand, which was wrapped around Du Jianuo's lower abdomen, tightened its grip on Du Jianuo's waist and pulled her inward.

Since his rebirth, eighteen-year-old Zhou Mingyuan has also been training regularly, so he was already quite strong.

At this moment, Du Jianuo's entire body was almost lifted up with one hand.

And the other hand also came around from the other side.

With a lift and a pull, as if hugging a human-shaped pillow, he held his senior facing him and placed her in front of him.

Just like that classic scene in the TV series "Kangxi Dynasty", the two people embraced and rolled around on the grass.

It was Du Jianuo's turn to lie face down on top, with her entire weight pressing down on Zhou Mingyuan's body.

"No, please."

As soon as Du Jianuo was lifted up, she could only close her eyes, blush, and deceive herself by continuing to tuck her arms between her legs to cover herself.

The two of them were dressed lightly, and they rolled around in such a ball. Regardless of their posture or whether they wanted to or not, they seemed to be releasing a vibrant spring atmosphere in the room.

"What are you blocking? It's not like we haven't seen it before." Zhou Mingyuan's hands were now free.

He chuckled softly, as if teasing her, and took Du Jianuo's two arms around her elbows, first gently stroking her smooth forearms, and then slowly exploring inside.

Finally, locate the web between your thumb and forefinger on your wrist and pull it forcefully to both sides.

Another light drizzle.

The whole room smelled of green papaya, the windows on the fifth floor were fogged up, my mind was caught up in the ups and downs, and I couldn't even find the right rhythm for my breathing.

"call"

Du Jianuo squinted, finally managing to muster a little bit of strength again.

"You've signed so many new employees, what's the plan now? Are you looking for a new office location?"

"Does this mean all new employees have to work from home?"

The top female anchor at Jieyou Media has long since learned to share the burdens and solve problems for her boss.

That small storefront simply couldn't accommodate so many people moving in at the same time.

Moreover, a mature MCN company, even if it doesn't offer flexible working hours, should at least provide its employees with live streaming studios at their workplaces.

This is a basic requirement.

Having followed He Min to so many MCN companies and seen the facades of companies of all sizes, Du Jianuo has seen quite a bit of the world.

If the employee is the only one, it doesn't matter where the broadcast is held.

What about everyone else?
We can't expect Zhou Mingyuan to be running around every day.

But he only bought one house. Does he expect the newcomers to come and share the broadcast?
This is neither scientific nor reasonable.

"Not in a hurry."

Zhou Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"My advisor at Jieyou Media told me that there will be a departmental meeting next month, and I will go there to report to the school."

"I see. You want to apply for that university student entrepreneurship fund?"

More than a month ago, Du Jianuo had heard Deng Yuan mention this matter.

"The money issue is complicated, and it's hard to say whether we meet the requirements."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and shook his head: "But since we can sit at the table, it means we have the opportunity to make demands."

"See if the school can help us resolve this. If we can get it for free, we'll try. If that doesn't work, we'll pay for it ourselves."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Du Jianuo nuzzled his shoulder, pinched a strand of curly hair, and ran it back and forth across the man's chest.

I was just worrying unnecessarily.

It's just an office space, how could Mr. Zhou possibly have no way to deal with it?
She sat up, and with a flick of her wrist, grabbed her phone from the bedside table.

"So many messages again?"

With just a slight shift of his gaze, Zhou Mingyuan could see a long string of unread messages on his senior's phone through the flickering screen.

"Yeah~"

The senior student looked up and smiled, then leaned her head back on his shoulder, openly sharing the news with Zhou Mingyuan.

"You know what? Besides Qi Baitao, whom I told you about, several former colleagues from my company came for the interview, and even my roommate said she was very interested."

"Your roommate?"

Zhou Mingyuan blinked, repeated it, and focused his gaze on the screen.

【Nono~~~Are you awake yet?】

[Get up! Get up!]

[When will I be able to start streaming and earn money? ~Feeling wronged.jpg]

On the other hand, Du Jianuo replied: [I already said during the interview that I would be notified later, why are you in such a hurry?]

I'm not in a rush, I just want to be self-reliant and earn money as soon as possible.

My roommate added again.

This way, I won't have to spend all my time swiping social media to phish.

"Your roommate is pretty direct."

Watching the girls' most genuine dialogue, Zhou Mingyuan couldn't help but chuckle.

"She's on social media all the time?"