Slag Gong rides the wind and waves in the Shura field

At first, Jiang Haichao didn't know what a "luxury compound room" meant, nor did he know what that ten-meter-long Datong shop meant.

Until now, two of his predecessors stood in the room.

It's just masculine and masculine.

The director frowned, "It's like this. Originally, the arrangement of our show was that all flying guests would stay in luxury rooms. This, we didn't expect this."

"I didn't expect anything." Jiang Haichao said coldly, "I didn't expect that I have so many ex-boyfriends?"

He said: "I still didn't expect them to go crazy collectively and go to the countryside to raise pigs?

The director choked, and tentatively said, "How about we arrange you to live in another room?"

But if this is the case, the rules of the show will be useless, and it will also violate the principles of Jiang Haichao's work.

Jiang Haichao didn't speak, and went back to the room with a sullen face.

He folded his arms and stood in front of the ten-meter-long Datong bunk.Sui Yuncheng was not as easy to deal with as Xiang Siming, and he unceremoniously occupied the position next to Jiang Haichao as soon as he came up.

That is to say, when Sui Yuncheng tilted his head and raised his hand, he could touch Jiang Haichao.

No, the situation cannot be allowed to develop in such a bad direction.

Jiang Haichao was concentrating on thinking about countermeasures, unaware of the people slowly approaching behind him.

Sui Yuncheng didn't know when she stood behind him.Because of taking a bath, Sui Yuncheng exuded a faint scent of soap, refreshing and clean.

Compared with his arrogance in front of others, this prince who is not easy to mess with is more angry at the moment.

"What are you looking at?" Sui Yuncheng's voice suddenly rang in his ears, "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

Jiang Haichao: "No, Xiang Siming is still taking a bath?"

"Who knows." Sui Yuncheng obviously didn't want to mention other people, so he bent over and sat on the edge of the bed, his hands propped up on the edge of the bed, the lines of his arms undulating.

It has to be said that Sui Yuncheng has a very good figure, her lines are obvious but not exaggerated, her abdominal muscles are faintly visible under her thin pajamas.

So, until now, Sui Yuncheng couldn't understand why Jiang Haichao dumped him and stayed with a little boy.

He was still a stern-faced and cold boy.

Sui Yuncheng stretched her legs, shaking her long legs, "Jiang Haichao, I was watching your recording in the monitoring room today, you said, are you not interested in me?"

Saying that, Sui Yuncheng raised her leg and touched Jiang Haichao's trousers, "Is this not showing you face?"

"Hmm." Jiang Haichao didn't care to admire the male peacock that was spreading its tail in front of his eyes.

He just wanted to get rid of this difficult thing quickly.

If it wasn't for fear of violating the rules of the show, Jiang Haichao would rather sleep in a pigsty.

At least his piggy is still cute.

Jiang Haichao pulled out a flashlight from the suitcase, "Go to bed early."

"Where are you going?"

Jiang Haichao picked up "Scientific Pig Raising" and said, "I'm going to study."

After speaking, he walked towards the living room without looking back.

In the living room there is a mat for cooling off, with a small table on it.

Jiang Haichao sat on the mat with his legs crossed and his face propped up, holding his treasured book.

Knowledge accompanies me to sleep tonight.

The densely packed words on the page successfully made Jiang Haichao sleepy.

As a scumbag, Jiang Haichao, relying on his ability to faint words, insisted on closing his eyes slowly when there were wolves in front and tigers in back.

What to do if the quality of sleep is too good?

Jiang Haichao closed his eyes and fell to the side uncontrollably.

He vaguely knew that he was going to fall, but the expected pain did not come.

Instead, she fell into a cold embrace.

Xiang Siming had just taken a shower, and his body was still cold from the spring water.He carefully supported the sleeping man, looked at the book on the table that was on the catalog page, and smiled.

"Let him go." An angry voice sounded, interrupting Xiang Siming's movements.

Sui Yuncheng stepped forward and held Xiang Siming's arm, with sharp eyes, "Let go."

"Are you sure you want to wake him up at this time?" Xiang Siming swept away the tenderness just now, and stared at Sui Yuncheng coldly, "He has been tired all day."

Xiang Siming stopped talking nonsense, picked up Jiang Haichao firmly, bypassed Sui Yuncheng and walked towards the room.

Of course he didn't put Jiang Haichao next to Sui Yuncheng's bed, but he knew that Jiang Haichao would definitely not want to get too close to him.

Today's sentence during the day, "I don't turn my back on grass" undoubtedly stabbed Xiang Siming severely.

When he was with Jiang Haichao, Xiang Siming knew that it was impossible for him to keep Jiang Haichao.

He always thought he was sober and smart.

But when Jiang Haichao really turned around and left without looking back, Xiang Siming still fell into endless pain.

When he was young, he didn't know that there are some people who can't get involved, and once they get involved, they can't get rid of it for the rest of their lives.

Xiang Siming leaned over slightly, his eyes lingering on Jiang Haichao's delicate eyebrows.

"If you dare to touch him," Sui Yuncheng leaned against the door with folded arms, "you don't want to get out alive today."

Xiang Siming carefully put the person in his arms on the bed, and then found a pillow to cushion his head.

He didn't want to waste words with Sui Yun, but just warned him, "Let him sleep far away, otherwise he will be embarrassed."

Sui Yuncheng sneered, "You also know that he will be embarrassed, so why don't you quit?" He walked in slowly, glanced at the sleeping man, and lowered his voice, "Don't tell me, you left a good university If you don’t read, you come here to experience life.”

"Then what about you, Mr. Sui?" Xiang Siming didn't give in, and responded logically, "Aren't you afraid that your fans will feel sorry for you if you condescend to participate in such a small show?"

Xiang Siming glanced at him coldly, "Your fans want to tear Jiang Haichao apart, and you still rush to disturb him, because you think he hasn't been slandered enough?"

"Each to each other." Sui Yuncheng's backs of hands had faint veins.

Xiang Siming also rolled up his sleeves, "To solve the problem, let's go out and solve it."

Sui Yuncheng: "Okay." He had long wanted to deal with this ignorant little boy.

Seeing this, the people in the monitoring team on the other side made a mess.

"It's over, it's over, what should I do, these two are going to fight?"

"What should I do, who will persuade me?"

However, no one dared to stand up at this time.

One of them is a rising star in the academic world, and the other is a prince who is rampant in the entertainment industry. It can be said that one is more difficult to mess with than the other.

Who dares to go up to die?

The director was sweating profusely. In a panic, he could only call Jiang Haichao's assistant.

The little assistant knew that tonight would be a sleepless night the moment she learned that Sui Yuncheng had also participated in the show.

"We don't dare to persuade the two teachers, do you think we should call Teacher Jiang up now?"

I thought it was Jiang Haichao who suffered the disaster, but I didn't expect it was the wolves tearing each other up. The assistant immediately felt relieved and yawned, "You will cut it later."

staff member:"..."

The little assistant still didn't forget to make amends for his boss: "This matter is none of our Brother Hai's business, it's their own trouble. Our Brother Hai didn't do anything wrong."

director:"..."

Assistant: "If it really doesn't work, you can find someone who can control them." He rubbed his eyes and started talking nonsense, "Find someone who is more fierce, join them, disrupt them, won't that be it? "

As soon as he flicked it down, the director had lost his correct judgment.

So, when the phone call came in from the boss behind the scenes, the director almost knelt down to him.

"Mr. Huo, something went wrong, please help me!"

What if two wolves bite each other?Of course it is to find a more vicious wolf.

***

Jiang Haichao had a nightmare.

In the dream, he was imprisoned in a cage like a canary.

Behind him, the footsteps of a man approached, walking towards him amidst melodious music.

The man turned the ring on his ring finger and gently kissed Jiang Haichao's forehead.

"From now on, you will be my man, and we will grow old together."

Accompany, grow old?

Jiang Haichao raised his finger and saw that he was wearing the same ring on his ring finger.

That little ring was tightly wrapped around his finger like a shackle.

"But, what should I do if I regret it?" Jiang Haichao was a little confused, he didn't want to stay in the same place for the rest of his life.

He doesn't like the feeling of being confined.

"Regret?" The man's voice cooled down.

Jiang Haichao tried his best to take off the ring on his finger, "I don't want it, I want to go out!"

"But you said you would love me forever."

With ignorant cruelty, Jiang Haichao said blankly: "Is there? I forgot, can I take it back? I don't want to—"

The man covered Jiang Haichao's mouth, "Jiang Haichao, do you know what you're talking about?"

Jiang Haichao didn't dare look into the man's eyes, but he had to face the anger and confusion in the man's eyes.

And overwhelming grief.

"Jiang Haichao, do you really have a heart?"

"Well—" Jiang Haichao turned over in discomfort.

In the room, the two people who were already tense with swords stopped at the same time.

Sui Yuncheng thought that Jiang Haichao was sick and couldn't care about anything else.He sat beside Jiang Haichao's bed and raised his hand to touch Jiang Haichao's sweaty forehead.

"Jiang Haichao?" Sui Yuncheng called him softly, but Jiang Haichao just closed his eyes tightly.

Xiang Siming, who had always been calm, also lost his position, "I'll go to the director's team."

Sui Yuncheng: "No," he looked up at the camera, "Director, call the medical team over."

The director on the opposite side of the camera held up his mobile phone, even more at a loss.

The man on the other side of the phone has also seen the situation in the room, "What's wrong with him?"

Director: "Ah, Teacher Jiang probably, it's..."

The man's voice sank, obviously angry, "Did you forget what you promised me back then?"

The director was speechless for a moment, and said slowly: "Based on my years of recording experience, Mr. Jiang is tired and having a nightmare."

Good guy, Jiang Haichao had a nightmare that directly stunned the three of them. The director didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said: "Tomorrow, let him move to another place to sleep."

Huo Yan continued: "I don't care what method you use, let those two go tonight."

"Mr. Huo, I—" before the director finished speaking, Huo Yan interrupted him, "Don't let me see them pestering Jiang Haichao again, otherwise..."

The sleeping person suddenly let out a low cry.

For a moment, Sui Yuncheng and Xiang Siming paused.

And the monitoring room fell silent.

Then, everyone heard Jiang Haichao's raving in his dream.

"Huo Yan..."

"Asshole, I want to divorce you."