Three Hundred and Forty-Six: Candid Shooting (Subscription Requested!)
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As the minutes ticked by, night fell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seeing that Ning Zhiyun, the hostess of this house in the future, was going to stay for dinner, the God of Food specially made a large table of sumptuous specialty dishes.
During the meal, everyone talked and laughed, and they were happy. In particular, the god of food introduced the dishes on the table to everyone, and at the same time told some anecdotes of ancient folk.
Ning Zhiyun couldn't care about the image of a lady because she had eaten it so delicious for the first time, and kept sending the food to her mouth.
Zhang Dongjun smiled and persuaded on the side: "Eat slowly, if you think it's delicious, it's no problem to come over every day next time you have time." ā
After eating a meal for more than two hours, Ning Zhiyun touched her somewhat supported stomach and sighed: "If you can eat the dishes made by Brother Li every day, you will be content in this life." Zhang Dongjun, if you have time to learn from Brother Li, otherwise I will marry Brother Li. ā
When the God of Food heard this, he was afraid that Zhang Dongjun would be angry and hurriedly waved his hand: "Sister-in-law, you are laughing, except for cooking, I am not as good as Brother Jun." Especially in terms of appearance and talent, Brother Jun is much better than me. ā
Zhang Dongjun gave a thumbs up to the God of Food, his mouth moved but he didn't make a sound, meaning to say, "Brother, steady!"
Full of wine and food, Ning Zhiyun saw that the time was not early, stood up and said to everyone: "Brother Li, thank you for your hospitality, and a few brothers will take care of our family Zhang Dongjun in the future, it's already late, I'll go back first." ā
Zhang Dongjun picked up his coat and stood up: "I'll send you away, Zhiyun." ā
Ning Zhiyun nodded, and the two walked out of the room under the eyes of everyone in the house.
Zhang Dongjun wanted to drive Ning Zhiyun home, but she refused.
"Zhang Dongjun, I'm going back to the family tonight, you can send it here, my car is parked not far away. Ning Zhiyun saw the gate of the old city, stopped and pulled Zhang Dongjun's coat on her body and said.
Zhang Dongjun said with some reluctance: "How can this work, it's not safe for a girl to drive at night, or I won't leave tonight." I'm staying at a nearby hotel, and we're squeezing together for a night's sleep. ā
After speaking, Zhang Dongjun smirked twice.
Ning Zhiyun didn't know what he was thinking, a touch of blush appeared on his cheeks, and he glanced at him: "You think beautifully! ā
Zhang Dongjun saw that his mind was seen through, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hehe, then you mean that if I pass your father's level, our relationship can develop further?"
Ning Zhiyun didn't speak, but stood on tiptoe, kissed Zhang Dongjun's mouth with red lips, then covered her face and ran away without looking back.
Zhang Dongjun licked his lips, chased after her directly, hugged Ning Zhiyun's waist and picked her up, spinning in place.
The two were tired of being crooked for a while, and Ning Zhiyun snuggled in Zhang Dongjun's arms: "Zhang Dongjun, I really want to go back." If my father agrees with you, I will certainly let you know as soon as possible. ā
Zhang Dongjun nodded, let go of Ning Zhiyun, held her hand and said, "Whether your father agrees with the two of us being together or not, I will personally visit him." Be careful on the road, give me a call when it's time!"
Ning Zhiyun kissed Zhang Dongjun's face again before parting.
Zhang Dongjun touched his cheek, looked at Ning Zhiyun, and turned around and walked back when he didn't see her figure directly.
Just when the two of them were leaving, a figure suddenly appeared from not far away, still holding a camera in his hand, and muttered with a wicked smile: "Xiao Zhang, it was you who rejected me three times and twice, so don't blame Brother Song for being ruthless." With this set of photos, I won't believe you won't make headlines tomorrow. ā
Speaking of this, Lao Song couldn't help but look up to the sky and roared: "Haha! When the time comes, I will come forward to refute this news, with such a large amount of kindness, you Zhang Dongjun still don't obediently hire me as an agent!"
After the incident with Ma Rong, Lao Song was banned by the agent industry, and no star in the entertainment industry dared to use him anymore, and the most important point was that Ma Rong finally abandoned him. has made Lao Song's spirit completely abnormal, and his only wish now is to be a return agent, no matter what means are used.
And Zhang Dongjun has been immersed in Ning Zhiyun's sweetness, and he didn't notice that anyone was secretly filming him.
As soon as he returned to the rental house, he lay down on the bed. This afternoon really startled him, and he blamed himself for being careless, and he took the contents of the package upstairs without looking at the contents of the package in advance. It's good that I am witty, otherwise it will definitely cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
Thinking of this, Zhang Dongjun stared at the few people in the room, and none of them came out to help him speak. Especially the little Taoist priest and the two people who don't know the truth about the melon-eating masses, eat melons well, and they still fall into the well.
"What a pack of white-eyed wolves!"
The little Taoist priest was licking the plate on the table, and when he heard Zhang Dongjun say that he was a white-eyed wolf, he put down the plate inside, and explained righteously: "Little brother, do you mean the matter of underwear in the afternoon? I don't know that you sell this, and those who don't know are not guilty." If you want to blame, blame Yang Jian and Li Gang, these two guys laughed the most. ā
The god of food listened to the words of the little Taoist priest in the kitchen, walked out with a kitchen knife, and yelled: "Light roller, you want to do something, right?" My relationship with Brother Jun is like an iron wall, indestructible! My sister-in-law wanted to marry me tonight, but I rejected it. ā
āā¦ā¦ God of Food, are you really stupid or fake stupid, Ning Zhiyun That's just a joke, you really take it seriously. Zhang Dongjun listened to it and was speechless for a while.
When he turned his head, he found that Yang Jian was wielding a three-pointed two-edged knife, and his mouth was full of words: "Oh, I've been a little bit out of my hands when I haven't practiced recently." Hey, do you want to practice with me?"
The little Taoist priest hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I'm a little unwell, you better find someone else." ā
Zhang Dongjun stared at the little Taoist, and he wanted to see how he could push this responsibility.
The little Taoist priest lowered his head helplessly, and said with an aggrieved face: "Okay, okay." Blame me for the underwear thing, blame me. ā
"Oh Mida Buddha, little nephew, you have disappointed the old man too much. To be a man, we must know how to distinguish the form, and be good at observing words and feelings. Some things should be said, some things can't. You're going to have to learn more from the old man. ā
"You brazen old bald donkey, who is your nephew. The little Taoist priest didn't expect a monk to be so shameless, so he couldn't help but open his mouth and scolded angrily.
Zhang Dongjun shook his head, the two of them had been bickering for a day or two, he saw that the time was not early, and directly picked up the Han Qi, and pulled Erlang God and the God of Food back to the hotel. (To be continued.) )