"So what are you going to do?"

"I don't know!" Zhang Banban's face showed a kind of happy entanglement.

It's very contrasting.

Yuman smiled, "How much money did he give you?" ”

"Ten thousand a day!"

Yuman: "......"

It's poisonous, what are the two things Gong Li has planned...... Yo ho! Wouldn't it be to see her own big true face, and the intimate little padded jacket turned into an illegitimate meal in seconds, and she paid attention to her little loli, right?!

This kind of horse wants to die again!

"Sauce-chan!" Yu Man suddenly put on a paternalistic solemnity, "I'll give you ten thousand and one days, you go quickly, and don't pay attention to Gong Li!" ”

"For ...... What the? The corners of his mouth twitched, probably by Youman's ten thousand and one thunder.

"Do you know how the big bad wolf ate the little white rabbit, oh no, Little Red Riding Hood?"

Zhang Banban: "......"

"Little squid, I think you are possessed by the little white rabbit today, stupid!"

Yuman was poked and silent, she did play the little white rabbit in front of a disgusting man today.

"Also, do you want me to go so much?" Zhang sells cutely in half a second, like a good baby abandoned by Baba.

"Lao Tzu is afraid that he will bully you, that guy is a stallion, and he must have other intentions for you to be so attentive!" Yu Man was not angry when he mentioned the second scum of the palace.

Cured chicken among men!

Zhang Banban was a little surprised at first, looking at the handsome guy who was sanctimonious, he turned out to be a well-dressed beast, and it was really the standard character of the male frequency president!

Then she smiled slyly, "You Baba, don't worry, I can't just rely on courage to go south and north by myself for more than ten years, the baby just stays to receive wages, this kind of stallion who has the energy to get out of bed and has kidney deficiency, how can he bully me!" ”

You Man thought about it and felt that it was also, Zhang Banban is not like those women in the entertainment industry who have any intentions with Gong Li, and she is not simple, this girl looks soft and cute, but in fact, the society is shrewd, and her belly is black!

Besides, although Gong Er is a scumbag, his bottom line is to deceive people voluntarily, and he will never be shameless enough to be strong.

The goods in front of me seem to have brains, and they are not easy to deceive.

So—

It's a fool not to take the money!

"Then you can increase the price again, until he refuses to add it."

"Obey the order!"

Peaches was on the side, listening to her own Sister Man from persuading her to leave to making do with the pit people, and she had adapted well.

Really...... Black has no bottom.

Of the three people here, she is the most honest and pure, Amitabha......

Because he was a little late last night, and he rushed to the crew early this morning, Yuman spent the whole afternoon catching up on sleep as soon as he was free.

In the evening, she ate a casual meal, took a well-matched meal, carried a few bottles of red wine out of the house, and told the two in the house that if she didn't come back tonight, remember to congratulate her.

Peaches was very frightened, and Zhang Banban was excited.

Downstairs, Yuman quietly entered the apartment, not caring if he didn't see anyone in the living room.

Usually she comes on time, and Gong Jingnan waits for her on time.

Of course, when she and Momoko were on the crew, he could only order takeout.

She came half an hour early tonight, and it didn't matter where Gong Jingnan was, he would definitely appear when he arrived anyway.

She put the food in the incubator, grabbed a goblet in the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table by the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the lights of the house outside the window.

Drink one's wine.

Gong Jingnan was in the small tea room by the balcony, just opposite the dining room, because the curtains were closed, and the space on both sides could not be seen.

There is also a floor-to-ceiling window facing the lights of Wanjia on the other side of the apartment building.

In front of him lay a notebook, and his slender and powerful fingers were tapping on the keyboard in an unhurried manner, methodically, each with the same intensity, harmonious as a gentle piece of music.

On the screen are dense and sparse, staggered words.

Twenty-five minutes later, he closed his computer and got up.

Each time, he went over five minutes early and waited for her.