Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

Jiang Qiao had a nightmare.

He was blocked by Tang Mufan countless accounts, so he got countless "little cuties" to send private messages, and then he heard the dog barking.

"Wang Wang Wang Wang."

Although it was the sound of dogs barking, he seemed to understand what they were calling 'hello dog licking'.

He was thrown to the ground by the dog, and the furry four-hoofed animal suddenly turned into a human form, pressing on his back, and said in Tang Mufan's slightly low-pitched voice:

"Little cute."

Jiang Qiao woke up with fright.

What kind of dream is this, you are so wicked!

He turned over and got out of bed, and went to the cloakroom to get a new pair of underpants, as if guilty of guilt.

The old one didn't dare to throw it into the laundry basket, and threw it directly into the trash can to destroy the corpse.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, looked at himself in the mirror, and felt that there was something wrong with his appointment during this time.

People of the same age around him are spreading joy and sowing seeds everywhere like Teddy, and he is the only one who is still cleansing himself and carrying forward the spirit of mother-fetal solo, which is probably suffocated.

How about venting?

Jiang Qiao turned off the water and supported the wall with one hand.

The shower was a bit long. When he came out, there were several missed calls on his mobile phone. They were from the stylist Si Luo he had appointed.

He called back, and the other side answered in seconds, and an excited voice came.

"Little cutie, this time..."

"Go away."

Jiang Qiao, who hadn't woken up from the nightmare, couldn't control his temper, and a low growl stunned the appointment's stylist, Si Luo.

"Hold...Sorry, I didn't...I couldn't control it for a while, Mr. Jiang, what kind of style are you planning to do today, or is it the same as before, low-key and simple style?"

Jiang Qiao thought for a while and said, "Change this time."

Eleven o'clock.

Jiang Qiao's car slowly drove to Zhou Hang's villa, and they said that he needed his cooperation to give the bride a surprise.

So Jiang Qiao drove the car directly to the underground garage under the command of the security guard.

There are many cars coming to the wedding, and most of them are parked here.

"Senior, I'm here."

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange someone to pick you up right away!"

Jiang Qiao didn't want to go out early and spoil the groom's well-prepared surprise, so he waited in the car.

A familiar creamy blonde hair flashed past, followed by familiar cropped hair.

Jiang Qiao closed the hood and tilted his head.

"Hey."

Tang Mufan was the first to turn his head, turned half of his body, and met Jiang Qiao who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Jiang Qiao's black hair is curled with a slight curvature, loose but stylish, the hair on the back of his head is tied into a small tail, and two strands hang down from his face, which has a bit of an exotic taste. There is no trace of makeup on his face, and his lip color But it was too red.

Tang Mufan didn't hear what he said at the first time, but only remembered that his unintentionally exposed teeth were too white and his pale pink tongue.

"Damn it, Brother Qiao."

Milk grabbed Tang Mufan's arm and jumped in front of Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao pulled down the small round mirror on the bridge of his nose, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled slightly at the end of his eyes.

"Why are you here, where are you going to wash the dishes?"

Milk took a look at his neat suit and the high imitation shoes he bought specially to match the suit.

"Sure enough, I can't live without plates and cups for the rest of my life?"

Jiang Qiao got out of the car, originally wanted to carefully analyze the price of washing dishes in this area, but after a few more glances, he realized that they were quite exquisite in shape.

His eyes fluttered, and he couldn't believe the coincidence: "Are you also coming to the wedding?"

Speaking of this, Milk became excited again, warmly took Jiang Qiao's arm, and told him how he won a rich woman within three days, and got so mixed up that he could be her best man.

Jiang Qiaoxin said: As expected of you, brother gold medal cabinet.

"Best man, um... the groom's name is Zhou Hang?" Pushing up the small round mirror again, his eyes boldly landed on Tang Mufan.

As always, he was cropped, unadorned as always, he didn't wear the shirt he had prepared inside the suit, but a black turtleneck sweater, and the golden necklace outside the sweater was the only accessory on his body.This kind of shape is very simple and can be made in 5 minutes, but it is also the most attractive, especially the high collar. If you don't pay attention, you can easily wear it like a turtle without a neck, but Tang Mufan wears it very cold and cool, with a kind of Big Brother sweeps the streets.

What washing dishes, this is obviously on the catwalk, he is blind!

"Brother Qiao, Brother Qiao?"

"what."

Jiang Qiao took off the watch from his wrist and put it in Milk's palm.

"The best-looking man in the best man group is eligible to give the ring. Wearing this watch makes him more respectable."

Milk held the watch, his fingers trembling: "Where is the address of the hotel, and what is the room number. I'll go there early and wait for you, so I can still catch the last bus back."

Jiang Qiao poked him on the forehead.

"You're so beautiful, return it to me when you're done."

Only then did Milk put on the watch with confidence, posing with fingers curled up, and with the other hand, he took out his phone to take a picture.

Jiang Qiao walked to the front of the car, opened the front box, and took out two paper bags from inside.

Tang Mufan came over to help him carry it, and naturally mentioned the guitar.

"That day, I picked up the wrong guitar."

Jiang Qiao raised his head, feeling that this man was a bit too handsome, so he looked at him unscrupulously through the sunglasses.

"If we don't meet today, are you planning to get married?"

Tang Mufan said, "I sent an email to your mailbox."

"Ok?"

Jiang Qiao tilted his head slightly, his hair slipped from his face to between his eyebrows.

Tang Mufan didn't think too much about it, he just thought his shape was very good-looking, and he could be on the cover of a magazine just by posing it casually, and he probably spent several hours doing it, since it was such a good-looking shape, he couldn't destroy it.

When he came back to his senses, his fingers had already landed between Jiang Qiao's eyebrows, and he moved the strand of hair back to where he should have been carrying it.

The movement was quick and short, and the fingertips should not have touched the skin of his forehead, but Jiang Qiao's Adam's apple still rolled, and a messy image of not wearing clothes flashed in his mind, and he looked away a little flustered.

"There are several work mailboxes to deal with first, and the emails that are considered valuable will be transferred to me."

After Jiang Qiao finished speaking, he felt that there was something wrong with his words, and Tang Mufan had already opened his mouth to make amends.

"Give me an address, and I'll send it to you."

Jiang Qiao couldn't take it any longer and went to Weibo to private message him every time, and he had to be careful of being blocked.

"You send me a WeChat message, and I'll send it to you."

Tang Mufan read his phone number, and Jiang Qiao saved it in the address book, but did not add WeChat.

"Don't add it, so as not to be blocked again."

The corner of Tang Mufan's mouth curved slightly.

"Young Master Jiang!"

Jiang Qiao put the phone back, with a polite smile on his lips, and looked at the person who called him.

It was Zhou Hang who came to look for him in person.

"Senior."

Zhou Hang laughed so hard when he saw him, he nodded and bowed while holding Jiang Qiao's hand, almost kneeling down from that expression.

"Thank goodness you're finally here."

Jiang Qiao exchanged some pleasantries, and took the paper bag from Tang Mufan's hand.

"Senior, happy wedding."

Zhou Hang reached out to take it, and glanced at Tang Mufan during the process.

Jiang Qiao didn't know how he did it. He straightened his back at that 'instant' moment, and the flattering smile on his face disappeared. He gave him a cold and imposing look, just like looking at a boy carrying a bag. Like Tang Mufan, when he turned his head to look at him again, he resumed his previous ingratiating smile.

"Be polite, be polite, I will be satisfied if you can come."

Jiang Qiao's good mood at this time is much weaker than before. He originally wanted to take off the sunglasses to show respect, but now he doesn't want to.

Zhou Hang bent down to lead him the way, Jiang Qiao pushed Tang Mufan in front of him, looked back at Milk, who was addicted to taking selfies, and hooked his hand: "Let's go."

"Hahahaha~ here we come~"

Milk drifted over excitedly, holding his arm, and couldn't take his eyes off the starry sky dial on the watch.

Jiang Qiao didn't break away from him, and said to Zhou Hang, "Senior, do you still need me to introduce you? It's your best man."

Zhou Hang just wanted to say that he didn't know this person, but when he saw the creamy golden curly hair, he thought of it.

"You're the VCA one..."

"Brother Cabinet."

When Zhou Hang heard these two words, a greasy smirk floated on Zhou Hang's face, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, and his slanted eyes drifted past the watch in his hand: "Your cabinet brother has been working for a long time, and the high imitation My vision has also improved."

Jiang Qiao touched her thin lips up and down.

"The watch is mine."

"Hehe...yes, it's yours." A drop of sweat rolled down Zhou Hang's forehead, and he couldn't help but hunched over again. When he was embarrassed and nervous, he couldn't bear to look at the watch on Milk's wrist again. Good guy, he is indeed the Jiang family Young master, more than 200 million watches are free to give away.

He didn't speak anymore after that, and his peripheral vision always drifted towards Milk, looking at that expression as if he wanted to engrave him in his heart.

Jiang Qiao was dressed up today, and originally wanted to sing a song on stage as a wedding gift for fans, because he lost interest in this matter.

He briefly showed his face at the wedding, grabbed the bride's father's job, handed the crying bride to Zhou Hang's hands, and went to the bathroom after getting off.

Tang Mufan glanced at the milk who was holding the ring box, and also left behind him.

He stood in front of the sink and looked at the boy who was half a head taller than him in the mirror.

"Don't worry about that."

The corners of Tang Mufan's lips curved indifferently: "I never care."

He guessed that Jiang Qiao must have never heard a word - when you look up from the bottom, all you see are other people's buttocks.

I haven't seen any expression in these years, and I'm used to it.

But he was more curious as to why Jiang Qiao was angry.

Jiang Qiao washed his face with cold water, and the water on his face was wiped dry by a handkerchief, but the wet hair was still wet, sticking to his cheeks, and his lips were also stained with water, dripping down.

He raised his head and met Tang Mufan's eyes in the mirror.

At that moment, both of them wanted to look away, but they couldn't look away like they were possessed.

The first person to look away was Jiang Qiao, who turned sideways to go to the bathroom.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

"Ah."

What Tang Mufan regretted the most at this time was that he was wearing a sweater instead of a black shirt. He was suffocated, strangled, and hot.

When Jiang Qiao was washing his face in front of him just now, he frantically wanted to pinch his waist and press him on the sink, and wanted to press his face on the mirror, so that he could take a closer look at his expression. seductive.

He couldn't tell whether it was emotion or a simple impulse. At this moment, there was only anger and frustration in his heart that he couldn't do anything.

He took off his coat, put his hands on the sink, and cursed silently.

After the milk delivered the ring, he came to look for him, bouncing all the way, very excited.

"Boss, it would be great if your hand didn't hurt! I saw several music producers, the ones signed to rock bands. I can ask Sister Su Su to give us a chance to perform, maybe we will be spotted! He stood in front of the mirror and fiddled with his bangs: "That scumbag named Luo Ye is also disgusting. We are about to leave and we have to count us once. Fortunately, Xiaojiu reacted quickly and blocked it for you, otherwise you will still be killed." It's almost useless!"

"To shut up!"

Tang Mufan was also upset, and when he realized it, Milk's mouth had already finished babbling.

Jiang Qiao walked out with a gloomy expression.

"Did you get injured before you returned to China?" He lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Mufan's left hand that had never moved from his side: "What does it mean that it was almost useless?"