Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

Jiang Li stayed with her like this for a long time, watching her start to daydream, then pick up her phone to chat, then suddenly find himself looking at her and glaring at himself.

"How many days will you stay here?"

Nan Zhi: "10 days. This show will be filmed for 10 days."

Jiang Li: "I'm sorry for wronging you."

Nan Zhi nodded. She felt very aggrieved: [I don’t have much time left to live happily, and I have to come here to suffer. However, everything is for money!! Persistence is victory, and I can’t go against money!!]

Nan Zhi drank one glass of wine after another. She didn't even notice that she had drunk so much. Usually, she only drank a little to get a little tipsy so that she could fall asleep easily.

Her head was so dizzy that she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly: "Jiang Li?"

"I'm..." He curled the corners of his mouth and nodded, answering her gently.

"Why do you have three heads?"

Jiang Li: "...You've drunk too much."

He propped himself up, walked to her side and picked her up.

Nan Zhi's sudden feeling of weightlessness made her hold on to the person in front of her in fear. When she looked up, she saw that handsome face magnified countless times. With the alcohol stimulating her brain, he looked even more handsome in her blurred vision.

"You...you are so beautiful."

Jiang Li wanted to put her on the bed, but suddenly he couldn't bear to do so, so he just held her in his arms: "Really?"

Nan Zhi nodded and touched his nose with her fingertips: "What a pity, all the good-looking men don't belong to me..."

Jiang Li smiled and moved closer to her. The distance between them suddenly became very close, and their noses were full of each other's scent: "I can belong to you."

Nan Zhi shook her head, lowered her head and pinched his uninjured hand: "I don't believe it."

"Then...what do you want me to do to make you believe it?" His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to tempt others to commit a crime.

Nan Zhi suddenly raised her head and pecked him lightly on the lips: "Haha! Just stamp it, it belongs to me!"

Jiang Li paused, feeling a flash of electricity like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, causing his pupils to tremble. He held the woman's body with his big hands, exerting a little more force on her legs.

His lips were slightly pursed as if he was savoring something, and his mouth corners were slightly raised. He carefully placed Nan Zhi on the bed, and his hands pressed down on her side, pushing the soft bed down a little.

The next moment, he moved forward and clumsily bit her soft lips, savoring the slightly astringent aroma of wine in her mouth.

As time passed, he went from biting randomly at the beginning to slowly going deeper and then gently intercourse. Her kiss was full of intoxicating flavor, making him desire more.

It was not until her mouth was slightly swollen and red that he reluctantly left: "It's stamped, you belong to me too."

His already deep voice was like a butterfly kissing his throat, with a hint of desire, very alluring.

…………

The next morning, Nan Zhi was woken up by constant knocks on her door. She was so annoyed that she couldn't even open her eyes and went over to open the door: "What's going on?"

The photographer suddenly felt a little timid and had to hand her the envelope with the task written on it.

Nan Zhi rubbed her eyes and pushed her messy hair back, then took the envelope with some displeasure.

[My sister is so beautiful without makeup?]

[Please give me the color number of my sister's plain skin.]

[Same request! All major luxury brands, come and learn!]

[I'm so envious. My lips are as white as paper without makeup, but why is my sister's lips as white as cherry juice?]

Nan Zhi didn't know. She just felt a little uncomfortable in her mouth and had no idea that the wolf had attacked her yesterday.

"Please go to the city center with your partner and find "Hundred Years of Taste" to complete the task and get breakfast?"

Nan Zhi saw that the photographer was silent and holding a large camera, so she knew the live broadcast had started: "What time is it now?"

"6 point."

The card in Nan Zhi's hand fell to the ground, and she stood there dumbfounded: "6 o'clock?! Hahahaha... I won't eat breakfast, let Nan Qian'an go by himself."

Nan Zhi was still smiling in the last second, and in the next second.

Snapped!

[It can be seen that the photographer is stunned.]

[I laughed like crazy. I came just in time for the show starting at 6 o'clock.]

[Me too, I set an alarm.]

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!

Nan Zhi opened the door again and felt a headache when she saw the aggrieved cameraman.

She looked back at her room. It seemed that Jiang Li was very sensible. He would clean up his things every time he left.

"So, you want to come in and wait for me?"

The photographer nodded.

“…I’m convinced.”

Nan Zhi walked in speechlessly, and the photographer quickly followed.

When the camera captured her room, the entire Internet went viral.

[Oh my god! Why are Mei'er and Lu Feng's rooms so simple, and theirs are so luxurious?]

[Didn’t you see yesterday? They decorated the room themselves.]

[Everyone is accepting gifts from fans, but my sister is accepting more.]

[Eh? There is wine on the table. Did my sister drink? Is she unhappy?]

At this moment, Nan Qian'an, like Nan Zhi, looked at the camera with confusion and displeasure.

Nan Qian stuffed the envelope back into the photographer's arms: "Nan Zhi will definitely not go, so I won't go either."

When he closed the door, the people commenting on the comment almost died of laughter.

[They are really siblings, hahaha!]

[Why do the reactions of the Southern Film Emperor and his sister are exactly the same?]

[It can be seen that this is the most reluctant duo.]

The director also had a headache. This was the movie emperor, and that was the eldest daughter of the Nan family. What could he do... ?

The photographer received a message from another photographer and quickly knocked on the door to tell Nan Qian that Nan Zhi had already gotten up.

Nan Qian'an's gray hair was messy and he looked at the camera with a confused look on his face.

[Children, do you have a lot of question marks?]

[The Southern Film Emperor's emoji pack is coming.]

[They all have good genes, and the Southern Film Emperor is also very handsome!!! Just ignore his hair………]

Nan Qian'an turned around and picked up his phone, and the camera took the opportunity to enter his room.

[Okay, okay, the brother and sister's rooms are exactly the same, and equally luxurious.]

[I drool with envy for Zhao Fei and Zhao Yu.]

[Salivating with envy for Mei'er and Qingqing.]

[Salivating with envy for Lu Feng and Tang Tang.]

[I say, can you guys who are yes-men not copy the IDs? I feel like I'm being whipped.]

Nan Zhi sat on the floor next to the sofa, drinking a cup of hot water, which the photographer poured for her after seeing the wine on her table.

The phone rang, and Nan Qian'an's face suddenly appeared on the phone: "You got up? So early???"

Nan Zhi curled her lips: [It seems that my second brother’s condition is not better than mine. ]

"I was woken up."

Nan Qian turned around and looked at the cameraman with some resentment, but he forgot that the cameraman was holding a camera, so he was showing a resentful expression to the camera.

"Brother...your agent asked you to participate in the variety show to rest for a few days, which is wrong."

Nan Qian nodded: "I also realized that..."