"Actually...... You don't have to be so obsessed......"

Because of persistence, there will be no results.

Qianwan slowly stood up straight, frowning slightly, and her tone seemed to be nothing.

Ji Liang helped her swaying, didn't hear her clearly, leaned closer, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Qianwan slowly hooked his lips, his originally cold cheeks were dyed slightly drunken red, his lonely eyes were slightly squinted, and the rippling streamer seemed to depict thousands of styles, which looked extremely sultry.

Ji Liang's breathing was inexplicably a little short.

He seems to ......

Overestimating one's self-control.

The tip of his nose was a cold locust fragrance that was eroding the bones, and the warm breath of the man sprayed on his neck, as if he had fallen into the Gu, even the shallow and faint chuckle in front of him made him feel extremely charming.

In a short moment, he already felt that his body temperature was higher than normal.

"Liar."

The man moved his lips and spat out two words.

Ji Liang looked at her a little strangely, and heard a muttering in his ear again, "It's delicious......

My aunt didn't even see a shadow.

On the contrary, I tossed for a long time, and I was tired.

Ji Liang smiled helplessly, looked at the person who could fall asleep standing up, reached out to pick her up, and strode towards the bedroom.

put the person on the bed, pulled the quilt cover, and looked at her tranquil sleeping face seriously, the hand that stretched out to brush off her broken hair for her stopped in mid-air.

Ji Liang stood up with a complicated expression, closed the curtains, and walked outside the windowsill, without hearing the unintentional murmur of the person on the bed, "Meng'er......"

Yue Lao stood in front of the peach blossom mirror, and when he heard this, the red thread wrapped around his hand trembled.

"Immortals, but what happened?" The immortal attendant who was sitting on the stone pier to record the red line saw him with a heavy look on his face and asked quietly.

"Nothing." Yue Lao sighed slightly and put down the red thread on his hand.

Most things between men and women are actually traceable.

It's just that he's not sure if Shen Ji can figure it out on his own this time......

Will it be ......

A thought of madness.

……

The night will blind people's eyes.

But it may also make people see clearly what the shadows cast on the ground by the sun are.

"Boss, the party is over."

Ji Liang pressed the hands-free, and Liu Jing's voice came.

"Hmm."

"Boss, do you want me to wrap the flowers and send them to Miss Xia now?" Liu Jing stood on the side of the corridor outside the bathroom, looking at Xia Jingjing, who was sitting and chatting with several actors in the crew not far away, and frowned suspiciously, "Miss Xia, it seems that your face is not right......

"Keep the flowers for yourself," Ji Liang's tone sank, "As for her affairs, you don't need to pay attention to it in the future." ”

Liu Jing was stunned, but the boss's words, he didn't have the qualifications to question it, "Okay." ”

"Another ......"

Liu Jing pricked up his ears.

"Early tomorrow morning, I want to see Yuan Qianwan's information, no matter how big or small." After saying that, he pressed the phone.

Yuan Qianwan??!

Liu Jing's posture holding the mobile phone was a little stiff, and the expression on his face seemed to have been struck by lightning, just ...... There's nothing wrong with his hearing, is there?

The woman the boss is going to focus on now becomes...... Yuan Qian is late?

The thunderous and terrifying "extermination master" in the entertainment industry - the ace agent of China Entertainment?

No, the point is.

She seems to be ten years older than the boss.

Ji Liang put his mobile phone on the rattan round table, looked at Yuan Qianwan's work card in his hand, and there was a trace of softness in his eyes that others could not easily detect.

"I'm still ...... It's waiting for you, isn't it. ”

The night breeze was a little cold to the bone, and Ji Liang's throat swelled with fishy sweetness, and he immediately took out a handkerchief and blocked it to his mouth, and coughed a few times.

When he finally eased up, he clenched the handkerchief tightly, and the look on his face was indistinguishable.