Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ding Xiaopeng deliberately avoided the meal and came down to cook.

He wasn't sure what time Jiang Jing would get up to make breakfast, so he didn't dare to go downstairs to eat.

However, against all odds, I still met Teacher Jiang in the kitchen.

He screamed and jumped three steps in a row as if he had seen a ghost.

Ding Xiaopeng is neither advancing nor retreating. Apologizing makes him look stupid. He laughed dryly to try to ease the embarrassment: "Teacher Jiang, I just woke up. Today's dishes still look delicious, haha."

Haha, what am I talking about? I look like a fool.

Jiang Jing glanced at him: "Call me brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law." He spoke, and Ding Xiaopeng blurted out.

"Yes." Jiang Jing was in a good mood today and nodded slightly, "When will work start?"

"I have a variety show that will start recording on the 20th. Sister Miao said it's okay to go."

He spoke hesitantly, and Jiang Jing had to stop stirring the porridge and look at him: "Do you think there is a problem?"

There is a sense of oppression from industry bosses, and his deep eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts at a glance.

Ding Xiaopeng breathed heavily, not daring to tell the truth: "Brother-in-law, I'm actually a little nervous."

"The announcement of "Wind and Rain" was not directed at me, but I truly felt the horror of human nature. Each of their comments scolding me was more vicious than the last."

Slander, spread rumors and slander. Not only did they criticize his appearance and question his lifestyle, they also went to the official website to question his academic qualifications, even his friends and parents.

"It's a lie to say I don't care. I'm not as powerful as you and Sister Miao. I can't help but watch and think. The more I watch, the more frustrated I become, and the more I watch, the more scared I get. I can see it from the screen. I feel their hatred for me. If I show up at this time, will they eat me alive?”

"Then quit."

"Retreat?" Ding Xiaopeng was slightly stunned.

Jiang Jing said straightforwardly, "Since I can't bear the hardships of this industry, I'll quit as soon as possible and give my wife back to find a class with me."

Ding Xiaopeng thought briefly and then shook his head: "I like singing, and I also like acting from the bottom of my heart. If I quit Sister Miao's management, it will be in vain. And my fans, I have not violated any discipline or law, and we are outnumbered at this time. To retreat would be to betray them.”

"Then listen to your sister carefully and don't let her worry all the time." Jiang Jing was in a good mood today and waited for the porridge to cool down before she was willing to talk to him. Now that the porridge was ready, he had no patience to talk to him, so he just put the things in his hands and left. .

Before going upstairs, seeing Ding Xiaopeng still looking dead, Jiang Jing clicked her tongue: "Ding Xiaopeng."

"what?"

"Come on, try to surpass me as soon as possible." He said that he felt sick, and went upstairs with an expressionless face.

Become a talented person quickly, and then get out of the way.

Jiang Jing's words were like thunder, hitting Ding Xiaopeng hard.

The boy stared blankly at his rapidly beating heart, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

What kind of recognition is this.

On the bed, Luo Miao still slept soundly.

Buzz-buzz-buzz-

The phone vibrated as if to death.

She fumbled for a long time before finding it under the bed, and glanced at it sleepily.

There are more than twenty items, all belonging to Ding Xiaopeng.

Jiang Jing came in with lunch and saw her lying lazily on the pillow answering messages. The silk quilt only covered half of her body. There were faint red marks on the back with graceful butterfly bones. She had two slender white legs under the skirt. There are traces of it, and anyone who looks at it will think of how wanton he is in bed.

Jiang Jing, the culprit, put down the dinner plate and put his palms against her waist to massage her with moderate force.

Luo Miao tilted her head and asked him: "Have you talked to Xiaopeng about your concerns?"

There was a bit of disbelief in his tone. Jiang Jing was not the kind of intimate brother who would enlighten teenagers.

The refreshed man raised his eyebrows, a little confused.

The little goddess shook her phone and said, "My blood is boiling, my fighting spirit is high, it's like beating chicken blood."

He said casually: "He said he was afraid of retaliation, so I just said a few words."

Jiang Jing knows how to manipulate people's hearts, especially children like Ding Xiaopeng. He can ignite them with just a few words.

"You don't look like this kind of person." Luo Miao saw clearly.

Regardless of how considerate Jiang Jing usually appears in front of others, in fact he never cares about other people's affairs. Even if someone complains, he is um, ah ah ah, two sounds and mud, never mentioned constructive opinions, let alone the guidance.

After all, he loves to see people suffer.

In order to get rid of Ding Xiaopeng, Jiang Jing really took great pains.

The 90 happiness value stuck on her head can only be filled when she leaves Ding Xiaopeng.

His wife's thoughts were almost written on her face. Jiang Jing didn't refute. He hugged her to him with his big hands and said, "Will you rest for a while after eating?"

Ding Xiaopeng knocked on the door: "Sister, brother-in-law, the makeup artist is here."

Ye Yunqing's charity dinner is today, and the invitation has been sent to Jiang Jing in advance.

Luo Miao said hello and quickly crawled out of Jiang Jing's arms.

"Put a change of clothes in the bathroom, change before going out." Jiang Jing reminded him as he tidied up the messed up bed. Although he would have to change into a dress later, it was impossible for Luo Miao to go out in a nightgown.

"It's such a pity that Miss Luo's looks don't make the cut." During the break between changing dresses, the makeup artist sighed for the nth time.

Jiang Jing's design is simple, she finished it early in the morning and is waiting for her.

In front of outsiders, he looked like a humble gentleman again.

Hearing the makeup artist's words, he smiled slightly and said gently: "It's not a pity."

The dress was chosen by Jiang Jing. It has a very elegant temperament, cool and gorgeous, and full of aura.

Who doesn't like beautiful women? The makeup artist asked with starry eyes, "But, isn't this dress too conservative?"

The girl is in such good condition, her skin is as white as jade without any blemishes, and she can still charm people to death even if she doesn't reveal her backlight and her collarbones.

Reflective, this haute couture gown covers from the neck down to the ankles.

"That's just right." Jiang Jing took a suit jacket from somewhere and put it on her.

This time it was even more tightly covered.