Countdown [entertainment]

The two of them seemed to have been pressed the pause button at the same time. The next second, Jiumu took a step back and was about to close the door.

Sure enough, the door was pushed in from the outside immediately, and with a bit of enthusiasm, Jiumu quickly stuffed the disposable latex gloves that he hadn't removed just now in order not to leave fingerprints on his hands into his pocket, and then let the Yin Qing pushed open the door.

It was rare for Jiumu to see an expression other than laziness on Yin Qing's face. The latter's brows and eyes were a little cold, and there was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Yin Qing strode in directly, but to his surprise, there was no one else in the room.

Yin Qing turned her head and looked at Jiu Mu quietly for a moment, her tone was not very polite: "Whose house is this?"

Jiumu: "It's not yours."

With that said, he went outside.

Yin Qing suddenly grabbed his wrist, paused for two seconds, and pulled out the gloves from his pocket.

Jiumu's pupils shrank, and he saw that he didn't put the gloves on in a hurry.

Yin Qing smiled, but the arc of her lips was rather cold: "How to explain, Teacher Jiu?"

Jiumu stopped, did not turn around, and his tone was still flat: "What does this have to do with you?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with me, but I don't think Uncle Ji would like to see his villa sneak in..."

Yin Qing slowly put on Jiumu's gloves, and said with a light smile, "It's still too late for you to tell the truth."

Jiumu turned around, stared at Yin Qing for a while, then suddenly closed the door with his hand, took a step towards him, and put his arm around his shoulder, smiling like an old friend: "Master Yin, you want to chat Well, I'll accompany you downstairs to chat, and you insist on dragging me to chat here for 10 minutes, aren't your legs tired?"

Yin Qing was startled, but immediately realized that Jiu Mu was going to renege on his debt, and refused to admit that he had entered other people's rooms.

Where is such a good thing.

Yin Qing also took a step closer to Jiumu, as if they were almost stuck together.

His tone was also quite gentle, and his voice was very low, but what he said was: "Don't you admit it? Jiumu, you really impress me. It's a pity that every corner of Uncle Ji's villa is monitored. Was it so easy to be fooled by you?"

"Is it?"

Jiumu smiled at him, put his fingertips on his lips, and silently made a mouth shape: be, black, got.

Without waiting for Yin Qing's reaction, he suddenly took two steps back to widen the distance: "Then I'll go down to eat the fruit plate first, Young Master Yin will watch over here slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Cynicism.

"..." Yin Qing gritted her teeth.

"Should I return the things?" Jiumu stretched out his hand to Yin Qing.

Yin Qing took off the glove and slapped it on Jiumu's hand with a fierce expression.

Suddenly a voice came from the other end of the corridor: "What are you doing here?"

The two of them saw that Tang Xinqing and her assistant Xiao Xiao walked over. The former still had exquisite makeup, but Xiao Xiao's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried a lot.

Tang Xinqing's eyes fell on the overlapping hands of the two of them, and she raised her eyebrows slightly: "I said friends, chatting in a place where no one is around..."

Jiumu put away the gloves calmly: "It's nothing."

"Catch. Rape." The word suddenly came out of Yin Qing's mouth.

Tang Xin was taken aback for a moment: "...Huh?"

She glanced at Jiumu, who was also in a daze, and said hesitantly, "Isn't this Cheng Yihui's room? Why—"

With Xiaoxiao's exclamation, Yin Qing slammed Jiumu against the wall with her hands.

He leaned over and pressed down, with an indescribable hostility in his eyes, he stared at Jiumu's eyes and paused, "You are so fucking cheap."

Then shook off Jiumu's arm, and walked away without looking back.

The air was quiet for two seconds, and when Jiumu recovered from the severe pain in his back, he heard Tang Xin say in a daze, "...This is really a rape."

"What kind of rape..." Jiumu rubbed his pinched wrist, and he was inexplicable: "Does he know what this word means? Just use it indiscriminately. I think it must be that the mad dog has fallen ill again."

"Are you okay?" Tang Xinqing helped Jiumu: "It hurts to hear, if Yin Qing hadn't slipped away so fast, my sister would have beaten him up for you."

"I'm fine," Jiumu straightened his collar, his eyes fell on Xiaoxiao's dull face, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, her," Tang Xinqing pulled Xiao Xiao over and rubbed her head, causing the latter to start sobbing again.

"This kid doesn't hold a lot of alcohol. Once he drank too much, he started to confide in me, thinking of some sad things. You also know that alcohol can make people sentimental."

"The actress..."

"Okay, okay, little crying bag, don't think so much, brother Jiumu is here, you have to pay attention to your image," Tang Xinqing hugged her into his arms.

Jiumu remembered that Tang Xinqing had told him that Xiaoxiao was her playmate she had known since the orphanage, and that she was adopted into the entertainment industry because she was pretty and danced well, and after earning money, she went back and took Xiaoxiao out as well. Be an assistant yourself.

The three of them seemed to be sympathetic to each other, and the affectionate puff of smoke let him know that he hadn't completely come out of the shadow of his childhood, let alone the girl Xiaoxiao.

Jiumu also said, "It's okay, everything will be fine."

Who would have thought that Xiaoxiao's sobs became louder: "Brother Jiumu..."

Tang Xin Qingchao Jiumu stuck out her tongue: "I won't let her drink and she insists on drinking. She's doing well now, and she can't stop her emotions."

Jiumu smiled: "Drinking is normal."

"Then I'll take her back to the house first, see you later."

Jiumu: "Yes."

Yin Qing leaned against the railing and smoked for a long time. Ever since a boy who was having a good time came up to talk to him and got the word "scroll", no one dared to come to him again.

Bo Yuzhi, who had been looking for Yin Qing for more than half an hour, leaned over and asked him, "Hey, what's the matter with you? You promised to play poker with me, and you will disappear in a blink of an eye."

Yin Qing ignored it.

"Who messed with our young master Yin? After a while, why did he suddenly become so angry?"

"bother."

Bo Yuzhi asked curiously: "Why? Didn't I win enough? Let's go, I don't hesitate to lose all my belongings in order to make Young Master Yin happy."

Yin Qing glanced at him coolly: "You first put the cards you lost just now on my card."

One of the thin feathers choked.

Yin Qing suddenly saw a person from the corner of her eye, put out the cigarette and walked over immediately.

Although Cheng Yihui is rich and wealthy, he is not as good as the Yin family after all. When he saw Yin Qing walking towards him, he hurriedly stopped talking with the girl in his arms, his face was almost piled up, and he greeted Yin Qing with a smile: "Yin Qing Good morning, young master."

"Ah."

Yin Qing lightly glanced at the girl beside Cheng Yihui, feeling his gaze, the girl blushed slightly, and winked at him.

Yin Qing rolled her eyes in her heart.

He twitched the corners of his mouth: "Uncle Cheng is really strong and his physical strength is not diminished. I also admire it."

Cheng Yihui understood the yin and yang in his words, but he didn't understand why this young master started to find fault with him for no reason, and was stunned for a while: "Huh?"

After all, he is also a genius born in business, he immediately replied: "No, no, if you say that men and women can take it all, how can it be compared to Young Master Yin, who has never lacked admirers since he was a child."

Yin Qing snorted: "Don't. I don't like men."

Cheng Yihui was even more confused, but who is not a good person in the workplace, and immediately realized that he was probably stepping on thunder, and quickly apologized: "Yeah, yeah, I don't like men either, look at the homosexuals nowadays, and they can't pass on the family line. People are not responsible for themselves, how can it be like our Young Master Yin..."

"stop."

Yin Qing interrupted his flattery, only keenly heard him say that he doesn't like men.

"Where were you just now?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yihui paused for a while after hearing this endless sentence, and replied, "I've been here all this time."

Yin Qing turned around and left, Bo Yuzhi and Cheng Yihui, who were equally confused, looked at each other, and the former quickly followed Yin Qing.

Yin Qing paused, and said impatiently: "I don't want to fight now, don't follow me, I'll go find Tang Xinqing."

Jiumu returned the key to Lin Mo, went to Ji Haoran to get the room card, and then went to the second floor.

The moment he entered the door, he saw a boy staring at him from the corner of his eye, but when he turned his head, the boy turned his face away immediately.

Jiumu frowned slightly, and walked in without thinking much.

He washed and hung up his wine-splashed clothes, and was just about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, when there was a knock on the door outside.

Jiumu looked out from the cat's eyes, but there was no one there, so he ignored it.

A few seconds after turning around, there was another knock on the door.

There is still no one outside the cat's eyes.

Jiumu was a little surprised, and opened the door directly.

A smell of alcohol came over the face, a boy was leaning against the door frame, his coat and pants were full of luxury accessories, and he was wearing a big gold chain.

He looked at Jiumu from top to bottom with naked eyes, and then whistled in a frivolous tone: "Little beauty, let brother come in for a while."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1012:34:21~2020-06-1212:19:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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