Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

In the silent and sticky air, Jiang Yan felt inexplicably difficult to breathe.

The oppressive feeling of the person in front of him was too heavy, and for some reason, he always felt that Jiang Peiliang was leaning towards him bit by bit.

Originally, the two of them were separated by half an arm's distance, but now he could clearly hear Jiang Peiliang's breathing when he almost raised his head.

A little rushed, not as calm as usual.

In such an unspeakable atmosphere, Jiang Yan didn't forget to think, it seems that the eldest brother is not as calm as he imagined.

Jiang Peiliang's eyes flicked over his hanging hair, and he made a nasal voice with a hint of questioning: "Huh?"

"..." Jiang Yan rolled his eyes to the right and tried to smile: "Brother, I know you don't like me mixing with men. It's been a long time since I..."

Jiang Peiliang didn't give him any chance to escape this time: "You know that's not what I meant."

Jiang Yan shut up.

His heartbeat became more and more violent, like the beating drums of the Spring Festival. Under Jiang Peiliang's strong presence, he unexpectedly felt an inexplicable panic——

My previous thoughts were so firm? But they fell apart in Jiang Peiliang's few words.

This is the world in the book. This is an older brother who does not know that he is not his own younger brother. He is addicted to the joy of getting along with the two before, and dare not go any further, because he is afraid that such a relationship that "has not crossed the line" cannot be maintained.

There are too many variables, he dare not bet.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath and said again: "Brother, I don't understand."

Jiang Peiliang's gaze was still firmly fixed on his profile.

The young man in front of him lowered his head, frowned slightly, and his face was full of obvious panic. His cold eyes scanned his cheeks carefully one by one, and finally got the result he wanted?.

There was panic, evasion, and surprise, but? Dudu didn't resist.

This is enough.

Jiang Peiliang was noncommittal to Jiang Yan's answer, straightened his back, and took half a step back.

Jiang Yan seemed to breathe fresh air, and his body suddenly relaxed.

"...Don't you understand?" Jiang Peiliang said lightly, "It's okay."

Jiang Yan seemed to be finally relieved, trying to squeeze out a bright smile, pretending to be nonchalant, raised his head and said: "Brother, it's getting late, go to bed first..."

His words were cut off by Jiang Peiliang's movements.

Jiang Peiliang stretched out his hand and touched the side of his neck with great precision——

His pulse beat wildly under his cold fingers, exposing his stumbling heartbeat directly and quickly.

Broken down.

"Big, big brother!" Almost instantly, Jiang Yan's thin face was stained red, and he retreated subconsciously: "Don't..."

Terrible, he closed his eyes in the dark about to collapse.

After wearing it for so long, I'm always so embarrassed in front of Jiang Peiliang.

"I can wait." Jiang Peiliang let go, looked down at him condescendingly, and said to him with dark eyes:

"...but I won't give you much time."

Leaning against the wall, Jiang Yan tugged on the door frame with some exhaustion, watching his elder brother leave, feeling that he was suffering beyond words.

The heartbeat speed didn't decrease but increased. He pressed his pulse, as if the cold touch was still there, and he thought of the animal world that he had to chase every issue before.

The host's indifferent but cadenced voice is narrating:

"There are some large carnivorous beasts that are powerful enough that there are occasional little amusing games in the hunt."

"They will playfully give some prey a chance to escape, and the poor prey will think that they have escaped..."

"But after a certain period of time, their destination is still under the claws of the beast. This is a battle without any suspense."

Jiang Yan finally sat down on the ground and covered his face.

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Xiangjing Entertainment.

"President Xiao Jiang, the preparations for the annual meeting have been completed."

In a few days, it will be the annual leave. Liang Xishi walked into the office with a happy face, and was about to make a report, but found his boss slumped on the office chair, with a look of lovelessness, and suddenly said in surprise: " Boss! What's wrong with you, boss! Don't die on a good day—"

"Shut up." Before Jiang Yan opened his eyes, he said angrily, "Call Jing Shi over here..."

"?" Liang Xizhi was very puzzled: "Mr. Jiang, didn't you say to ignore him yesterday?"

"If people don't offend me, I won't offend others." Jiang Yan slapped the table angrily, his cheeks trembling: "He made me miserable!"

I was originally happy yesterday, but my elder brother caught me at the door of the room for a while as soon as I got home. Last night I rolled around and didn’t sleep all night.

"Well," Liang Xishi was a little embarrassed to say, "What Jingshi means is that he will explain as long as you express your opinion."

Jiang Yan: "..."

"I shouldn't say he's a monkey." Jiang Yan said dumbly, "How can a monkey's IQ be so high?"

Liang Xishi warmly comforted him: "He is just a monkey."

Jiang Yan was furious: "Hey! Poor monkey! Where are you running!"

After the two finished the play, Jiang Yan's spirits improved a little, and he began to tutor Qin Qi's high school math again.

His goal is very clear. Before sending Qin Yu to debut, he must finish at least nine years of compulsory education; but the most important thing is Chinese, and the meaning of mathematics is enough-this is by no means because of him. I am not good at mathematics, mainly because I feel that mathematics has no chance to show off.

Of course, Liang Xizhi has a different opinion. He thinks that Qin Yu should finish his high EQ speaking class first before mathematics.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Qin Yu became more energetic, staring at his black dog eyes and pulling Jiang Yan's hand: "Boss, did you not sleep well last night?"

"It's not that I didn't sleep well." Jiang Yan felt that he was about to ascend to heaven at any moment: "It's that he didn't sleep at all."

"How could this be so!" Qin Yu turned pale with shock, his doggy eyes fluttered more frequently, and Jiang Yan was a little dazzled by him: "Boss, otherwise we won't be in class, let's go to the lounge to rest for a while Bar."

Jiang Yan looked at him lovingly, stroked his dog's head: "You can't talk nonsense."

Liang Xizhi glared angrily: "Hey! Poor Monkey!!"

Bie Le didn't know when he practiced invisibility again, and was quietly serving tea and water again, with a happy smile on his mournful face.

In the end, Jiang Yan still didn’t do anything? He didn’t make a statement. You must know that the brain power of netizens is not covered. This is something that he has nothing to do with. If he really responded, he would call this place Wuyin 300 taels. Find something to do for yourself.

He just dragged Jingji's phone number from the blacklist and sent a concise message:

[Brother has a wife, brother is very happy, don't bother. 】

Jing Shiben over there had been staring at the phone, and the moment he saw the familiar phone number, his heart was agitated and he couldn't extricate himself.

He opened the message with excitement, and was almost dazed by the shock of these ten words.

The agent looked at him from the side, and even felt that what he applied in the morning was not Dabao SOD honey, but Dabao SAD honey, and he looked so sad that he was not human.

As soon as Jing Shi put the phone down, he started to snark again: "I—"

"Okay." The agent looked on coldly: "Don't you or me or mine, the company has already hired a hacker to steal your account. Is your Weibo password your birthday?"

Jing Shi stood up in fright: "How do you know?!"

The two looked at each other for a while, and the agent said calmly, "Thank you. I didn't know before, but now I know."

Scene: "?"

The farce ended with the scene's "slip statement."

The annual vacation is approaching, and the company has nothing to do. There is nothing to do, and they are almost immersed in the joy of the upcoming vacation; Jiang Yan patrolled the practice room below like Jerry, and found that the trainees are still in I practiced very hard, and I felt very relieved immediately.

This year's results are not bad, and there will be many next year? Good things are worth looking forward to——

"Green Years" and "Pink Love Letter" are about to be broadcast one after another, and the variety show is coming to an end. This group of new people begins to have more and more? Personal resources, the accounts on the financial side are getting better and better, flying to the company's resume It can even be piled up into a hill.

Before coming here, Jiangyan actually didn't have any special feelings about the Spring Festival.

His family has only distant relatives who are so far away that they can’t be recognized without telling each other. Friends have started a family one by one, and have their own small homes to take care of. During the Spring Festival, what is he most? Feel free to cook a pack of quick-frozen dumplings for yourself, and then open the Spring Festival Gala on the sofa, falling asleep alone amidst the bustle of others.

But? This year, it's obviously different.

"Miaomiao." Jiang Yichao coughed and said calmly, "How do you think I chose this couplet?"

I don't know if it's the New Year's weather, Jiang Yizhao dyed his golden hair back to black, trying to restore his image as a handsome man when he first appeared on the stage; but? No matter what hairstyle he wears, he is still an anthropomorphic version of a mining kid.

Jiang Miao didn't pay attention to his couplets, but focused her vicious eyes on the top of his head, and sighed, "Second brother, save yourself some trouble, don't get dyed, you're almost bald."

Jiang Yizhao immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail has been stepped on: "What? What baldness! No baldness! Can adult men be called baldness?"

He didn't think his defense was strong enough. Seeing Jiang Yan drifting past, he wanted to pull someone to prove it: "Jiang Yan, tell me, am I bald?"

Jiang Yan glanced at the top of his head, and forced a smile at him: "Not bald, not bald at all."

Jiang Yichao: "..."

What the fuck is that expression!

For the next time, he kept pawing at the top of his head like a ghost, wishing he could not get stuck in front of the mirror.

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang are another form of headache.

I don’t know if it’s because the middle-aged and elderly people are stubborn about their own aesthetics. They not only bought a huge pot of potted plants that bloomed brilliantly, and placed the small villa everywhere; they also brought back several colorful potted plants in a small truck Seven-color light rotating big lantern.

The effect is outstanding. When the headlights are turned off at night and the lanterns are lit, people can be illuminated into ghosts.

Jiang Miao dismissed this. She tried to hang the body art oil painting she had recently been pondering over in the corridor. For this reason, she had a three-hour debate with Jiang's father and Jiang's mother——

Is this a yellow map?

This decoration activity to welcome the new year lasted for a few days. Jiang Yan finished finishing the company and announced the annual holiday. When he returned home, he thought he had come to the exchange space.

Jiang's father was very proud and asked him how he felt. He thought: "Isn't it very old-fashioned? It's a pity that firecrackers were banned recently. It's still a little less interesting..."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Yan said: "Even if there are no firecrackers, Nian Beast wouldn't dare to come in."

Jiang's father was blushed to the point of his neck thickened by his internal strength, thinking that his aesthetics had been insulted to a certain extent.

Jiang Yan's thoughts were not here.

He scanned the hall with a sneaky gaze, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he didn't see his eldest brother.

It's strange to say that he didn't talk about it before, he didn't have much else in front of his elder brother, he must have lost face a lot, at that time his face was thick and refined, no matter how embarrassing he was next time, he would still lean in front of Jiang Peiliang's ass ;The result? Today, I became more cautious and dared not go forward when I saw my eldest brother.

Jiang Yan is very familiar with his symptoms, and he named him Yan Gong good brother. This disease is a bit troublesome, and it cannot be cured in a short time.

But? He also knew that it was not so easy to hide from his elder brother. Anyway, as long as he showed up at home during this period of time, he would definitely be caught by his elder brother.

Just like now.

Originally, Jiang Peiliang was not in the hall, but Jiang Yan was just caught playing a game of chess with his father. When he came out, he found his elder brother sitting on the sofa in the living room. Jun had no expression on his face, but his eyes were like blades. Throw it over like that.

That was the only way for Jiang Yan to return to his room.

Jiang Yizhao and Jiang Miao were still arguing about whether it was considered bald, and they didn't take this side into account; Jiang Yan couldn't even call the two of them to save the scene with the usual method before, so he could only bite the bullet and slip away. In the past, the voice was as small as a mosquito calling: "Hello, brother, goodbye, brother..."

He rushed to his room with small steps, and when he found that Jiang Peiliang ignored him, he was secretly happy and a little disappointed. Stopped by external force.

Jiang Peiliang was still sitting on the sofa, half closed his eyes, and grabbed the nape of his neck very precisely, with a calm expression: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Yan clearly felt that starting from the back of the neck being grabbed, it began to spread in a radius of five centimeters. He almost had goose bumps all over his body, and his face began to burn quickly again.

This feeling is so familiar during this period of time, he doesn't need to look in the mirror to know that now that he hangs himself at the door of his house, the red light emitted may not be worse than that big lantern.

Jiang Peiliang seemed not to feel his nervousness at all, and raised his chin to the side: "Come here."

Jiang Yan sniffled, and hung his head like a little daughter-in-law stuck to the corner of the sofa, wishing that he was fluid and could get into the sewer.

He sat here for a few minutes, only to feel that the eyes of the people beside him had been fixed on the half of his exposed side face, which was as hot as a fire, but? He couldn't hear a word for a long time, and couldn't help but move a little uneasy: " Brother, what's the matter? What's the matter?"

His vision was limited to his trouser legs, but his hearing was very sensitive. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a slight rustle of clothes beside him.

Jiang Peiliang leaned over.

The distance between the two was so close that he could see the corner of the other's clothes even with his head down. Jiang Yan held his breath and buried his head a little deeper.

It's big and public, so many people are there, big brother won't do anything out of the ordinary!

Certainly not, certainly not.

Jiang Yan took a peek at Jiang Yichao and Jiang Miao, who were bustling aside, and reassured himself.

As soon as he thought this way, he felt the faint scent of vegetation from Jiang Peiliang's body coming from his nose. His elder brother turned his face, stretched out his hand, and poked his nervously swollen cheek.

The fingers are cold, and they will leave when touched, but the sense of existence is very strong.

"It's okay." Jiang Peiliang's indifferent voice carried a hint of a smile: "Then why are you running?"

Jiang Yan: "!!!"

He covered his cheek that had been poked in disbelief, raised his head, opened his mouth wide and stammered: "You, you, you..."

"What? Me?" Jiang Peiliang leaned back, still with that indifferent expression, as if stating the facts, and said coldly:

"Aren't I your brother? What's wrong with poking your face?"

Jiang Yan was tongue-tied and blushed even more, just like the hot pepper in Plants vs. Zombies: "I, I, I..."

When the two were playing the "Draw My Guess" game, Jiang Miao and Jiang Yizhao on the sofa had been watching solemnly for a long time.

Finally, Jiang Yichao said seriously, "Miaomiao, this..."

Jiang Miao was already numb to the scene in front of her, she rolled her eyes: "I understand, do you want to say that this is my elder brother's preference for my poor younger brother..."

"This, this, this," Jiang Yichao stood up abruptly, raising his figure inch by inch, and roared angrily, "This is fucking wrong!!!"

Jiang Miao: "?"

On the day that was about to welcome the new year, Jiang Yizhao's eyes finally regained their light.