Jiang Xingyue walked over and opened it, a face covered with tears went straight to her eyes, Jiang Xingyue was stunned, but Ke Qiao suddenly touched her face with pity, and said uncomfortably: "Our little moon has been wronged, they don't know how good you are." ”

Jiang Xingyue's heart was hot, and when she looked back, she saw Sun Tezhu, who was dragging Ke Qiao's back to prevent her from falling, and shrugged her shoulders.

And what's even more terrifying is that behind Sun Tesuke, there is a man who cannot be ignored.

A cold brow looked into her teary eyes and said, "You cried." ”

Jiang Xingyue's tears stopped in her eyes awkwardly, what does it matter to him if she cries or not?

He pulled Ke Qiao's arm and said, "Qiaoqiao, let's come in." ”

Ke Qiao fell on top of her and hugged her tightly, but there was no sign of leaving: "Little Moon, I still know a few screenwriter friends, don't worry, I will definitely let you have a show." ”

"I know, I know. Jiang Xingyue dragged her body and tried not to let herself lean back.

But Ke Qiao didn't know how much wine she drank, her body was as soft as a puddle of mud, all the weight was leaning on her, and just when Jiang Xingyue was almost overwhelmed, a strong arm stretched out and lifted her waist.

If you don't look at it, Jiang Xingyue knows who it is.

Because the smell of pine that belongs to him is too strong.

Ke Qiao glanced up, his chaotic mind spun around, and finally sobered up at this moment, pointed at Gu Zhiyao and said, "Aren't you, not our little moon's husband?"

Gu Zhiyao replied particularly calmly: "Yes." ”

Jiang Xingyue bit her lip and was about to go crazy: "Qiaoqiao......"

Ke Qiao held the momentum of the audience everywhere, stood up straight with Jiang Xingyue, and said to Gu Zhiyao: "Then our little moon's drama appointment will be handed over to you." ”

Gu Zhiyao is also very good at acting, so he shook his head and said, "No problem." ”

Jiang Xingyue fainted, how could her career development be transferred from one person's hands to another's hands in such a short period of time?

She shifted awkwardly, trying to move away from him.

But the hand behind her waist actually increased the force hatefully, not letting her go, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that you will support her alone, and you will not fall?"

Jiang Xingyue glared at him angrily.

Gu Zhiyao looked at her with a smile, his eyes gentle.

Sun Tezhu was forced to eat a mouthful of dog food, and he almost blindfolded himself.

The boss is really good at talking.

At this moment, Ke Qiao let out a "wow" and spit out the wine in a particularly spicy manner.

Sun Tezhu screamed and retreated, but was frightened by the boss's fierce eyes, reluctantly stepped forward, picked up the woman who vomited wine, and walked into the house, yes, the future boss lady can't be spit out, but he has to clean up the mess.

Jiang Xingyue hurriedly made a way and asked Sun Tezhu to put Ke Qiao on the bed.

It's just that on the ground, how can there be a man's tie that Miao Miao moved out.

That silly cat is still playing with it!

When Sun Tezhu saw it, he retreated with great self-awareness: "I'll go to another room." ”

Maybe the boss has slept in this bed, does he dare to put people up?

Others don't know what's going on with the tie, but he knows it well, and he buys a lot of the boss's clothes, as long as the fabric is soft and suitable, a set of black, white and gray.

Jiang Xingyue stared at Gu Zhiyao petrifiedly, and the man squatted down calmly and patted Miaomiao's head.

She was almost petrified.

Isn't this the house she bought, how could there be his belongings?

Ke Qiao was still babbling nonsense, pushing Sun Tezhu's arm and saying, "Little Moon, when you get married, you want to invite me to be a bridesmaid, the bouquet must be given to me, and I want to be your child's sister." ”

Sun Tezhu twisted her hand and said angrily: "A handful of old people, are you embarrassed to be the sister of our boss's baby?"

"You know what, a woman is a flower, and she is a flower at any age. ”

Sun Tezhu pouted: "I'll look at the plastic sister flowers." ”

But where no one saw it, Ke Qiao had long since lost the look of teeth and claws, and her eyelids sank, sinking heavily, trying to hide the absurdity that had been reproducing in her mind.

Only then did she realize that the most painful memories could not be anesthetized by alcohol.

When Sun Tezhu threw her onto the bed, Ke Qiao sat up straight under the elasticity of the mattress, wiped his messy long curly hair and threw a flattering look at Sun Tezhu and said, "Little brother, do you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

To be honest, that wink is not very seductive.

But Sun Tezhu has been on the occasion for a long time, and he doesn't understand anything, he just doesn't want to talk to a crazy woman.

Ke Qiao spit on his face with the warm breath of wine, and Sun Tezhu stepped back.

But I don't know what this woman thinks, she unbuttoned it under the shining light, exposed half of her shoulders and said, "Am I beautiful?"

Sun Tezhu leaned back, lowered his eyelids and said, "It's so beautiful." ”

A woman who doesn't have any makeup at all, how can she be beautiful? It's polite not to say that she's a female ghost.

It's so idealistic.

When the boss came in and saw this scene, he still had to help the proprietress teach him a lesson?

Sun Tezhu stopped Ke Qiao, who was leaning over, trembling, gritted his teeth and said, "You get dressed first." ”

Ke Qiao giggled, the more she played, the more interested she became, putting on a charming appearance that she was not good at, hooking Sun Tezhu's chin, and said angrily, "Would you like to paint a picture for me?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Sun Tezhu closed his eyes even tighter.

Listen to the voice, the boss and the proprietress are coming in soon!

Ke Qiao squinted happily and lowered his voice by half a note: "I mean, the kind that doesn't wear clothes." ”

On the words "no clothes", I made a special pause.

At this time, Sun Tezhu captured a trace of this woman's beauty.

The lowered eyebrows and eyes are like two rivers of sorrow on the smooth and soft face.

Those clear eyes looked at him so directly, unlike any woman he had ever seen.

He lost his mind for a while, Jiang Xingyue walked in, and Ke Qiao only reacted when he turned his gaze to her.

Ke Qiao said in a low voice: "He didn't go to Beihai to sketch at all, but to paint a picture for his ex-girlfriend, the kind of painting without clothes." ”

Although Ke Qiao's tone was full of resentment, Jiang Xingyue still heard her sobriety.

Yes, how could they not be familiar with this state as a writer who is extremely dependent on alcohol for creative inspiration, she has written the most beautiful words in this state, so that pain can be soberly and profoundly reproduced in this state.

Ke Qiao's brain was swollen like a mess, but he could clearly recall his face.

Jiang Xingyue walked over, touched her shoulder tremblingly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Their family is upright, and they will never cry until they have to.