I'm a good man [quick wear]

Her turbulent mood slowly recovered, and she deliberately asked, "How did you resolve your matter?"

"What else can I do?" Ji Yang's face changed slightly and he whispered, "Now I am a man who teases female celebrities, treats his assistants meanly, is protected by a big benefactor, has a mess of acting skills, has a corrupt character, and is a big name on the set... …”

He listed his "crimes" in succession and looked at her eagerly, "Weige said, I'm done."

Yi Yan understood, now she knew she was afraid and came to please her.

She stood up slowly, walked towards him, looked at him condescendingly, and slightly raised his chin with her slender fingers, "Can't you keep trying?"

Ji Yang put his arm around her waist, and with a little force on his hand, she sat on him.

He leaned forward, covered her eyebrows with his thin lips, kissed the bridge of her nose gently all the way down, and then stopped on her pink red lips.

He walked in and put his arms around her tightly.

He was actually much more enthusiastic than before.

Yi Yan was put on the bed by him, her chest rising and falling slightly, she reached out and hooked his neck, and her words were full of charm, "Are you convinced?"

"I can't be soft to you." Ji Yang directly raised her hand above her head and attached herself to her.

Yiyan didn't expect him to be so strong. It seemed that he had been forced to do something miserable in the past two days, so she tried her best.

Turning clouds and rain.

When it was over, Yiyan's cheeks were flushed, and Ji Yang held her in his arms, pressed her forehead against hers, and continued to kiss her.

He was so gentle and tender, Yi Yan felt drunk for a moment and raised her head slightly.

Ji Yang's eyes were full of affection, and his low voice overflowed, "I really miss you."

Yiyan looked into his dark eyes and almost felt deceived. Her red lips curled up, and she put her hand on his neck, leaned in and kissed him, and said in a slow voice, "In the future, don't smoke."

She stroked his soft short hair with her slender fingers and said in a calm tone, "You smell like tobacco, and I don't like the smell."

"Smoking secondhand smoke is harmful to your health."

She cherishes her life.

"Well, if you don't smoke, I'll quit." Ji Yang was particularly obedient today. He hugged her tighter and raised his lips, "Don't do anything you don't like."

Yi Yan chuckled.

The little wild cat is very obedient.

After lying in his arms for a while, she felt particularly comfortable and said, "What did your agent say?"

Since he was working hard to please her, he had to give her some response.

"If you say I'm done, I may have to lose money, and my future arrangements may not be guaranteed." Ji Yang said it lightly.

"Then..." she asked again.

It’s not that you don’t want her to interfere, but what do you want her to do?

"What can I do if they want to terminate the contract? What's the point of Wei Ge coming to me?" Ji Yang said with a frown.

Yi Yan nodded and continued to touch his hair, "Your manager doesn't have the courage to fight with Yi Ling. He has more than just you as an artist, so I can understand."

His hair is very soft and comfortable to touch.

"Yeah, so I don't care. It's said to cost tens of millions. I don't have that much. I can only tell him that I will borrow it." He answered.

Yiyan's hand touching his hair paused, "Borrow it?"

Don't you want him to help?

"I don't know anyone else, so I can only borrow it from you, and I will return it later." Ji Yang said a little embarrassed, but with a serious and stubborn look on his face.

Yiyan's face turned dark, she immediately retracted her hand and came out of his arms.

I would rather quit the entertainment industry than let her get involved.

Well done.

"You...you don't want to?" He looked at her expression and asked cautiously, "You can borrow a little less, I guess..."

"Get out of here." She said coldly, her expression changing faster than flipping through a book.

"I……"

"I told you to get out." She repeated, "Get out!"

Ji Yang lies on the bed and pretends to be dead.

Yi Yan laughed angrily, "I think you don't know how to live or die. Do you believe it or not, I will let you die before Yi Ling takes action?"

"I don't believe it." He replied quickly, looking at her with deep eyes, "You are my woman, you will never be so cruel."

Yiyan's pupils shrank, affected by his last words, and the raging fire that rose fell down again.

"If you don't want to, forget it. It's not a small amount. I'll think of a way." Ji Yang took his hand from under the quilt and pulled her into his arms. "Don't be angry, I won't ask you to borrow it."

"I'm really not looking for you." He kissed her again, his words still promising.

Yi Yan: "..."

She didn't catch up with his thoughts for a moment, and was in a daze while being held by Shun Mao. When he made another move, she kicked her off the bed.

Then his clothes were thrown on him and he said, "Go on your own."

Ji Yang was about to come up, but she didn't look at him and said coldly, "I'm going to sleep. If you dare to come up, I'll let you run around naked like this."

She knew without looking that he would not dare.

This wild cat with a strong self-esteem had no choice but to go next door.

The door opens, the door closes.

Everything was calm again.

Yiyan grabbed the quilt and couldn't explain her inner feelings. Her mood tonight was like riding a roller coaster. She didn't like the feeling of being unable to control her mood.

Touching the necklace around his neck.

This brand is expensive, probably costing more than 300,000 yuan. Ji Yang spent a lot of money to "please" her.

If he had spoken just now, even if he got into trouble, she would have helped him solve it. Not to mention Yi Ling, even Yi Ming, she could have made him keep his mouth shut and suffer the consequences of being mute.

Borrow money?

Yiyan gritted her teeth, a bit like hitting someone.

It was merciful to let him go to the next door. If it hadn't been raining outside, he should have been asked to get out and wake up in the rain.

The pink bubbles all over the room suddenly disappeared. Yiyan's good mood was covered with a layer of dust and she tossed and turned on the bed.

Can't sleep.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. My breath felt like it was stuck in my chest, not coming up or coming down. At 3:30 in the middle of the night, I wrapped myself in clothes and went to the next door.