The pan male god pans behind Bai Yueguang's younger brother

In the closed elevator, the mild tobacco smell on the male god's body became a little stronger.

Jiang Chen pursed his lips, sniffed it lightly, and sniffed it again, trying to figure out which kind of perfume it was the base note of.

Fu Mingyi casually pressed the B[-] floor, and gave a low laugh.

Jiang Chen blushed again.

Fu Mingyi's Adam's apple twitched, silently cursed "Grass" in a low voice, put a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Jiang Chen's body, the more he looked, the more explicit his gaze became.

Jiang Chen didn't just blush now, it went all the way to his collar.

Fu Mingyi stared at Bai Li's pink neck for a long time, until the elevator "ding" sounded, and then looked away.

After getting out of the elevator, Fu Mingyi lit a cigarette.

Jiang Chen slowed down in the elevator for a while, his legs were no longer weak, and then he trotted after Fu Mingyi, one meter away, like a small tail, following behind Fu Mingyi, step by step.

Fu Mingyi heard footsteps, looked back, and couldn't help laughing.

Fu Mingyi leaned on the front of the car and hooked his fingers towards the boy who was parked one meter away.

Jiang Chen rushed to the male god like a puppy whose bones had been lost.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Fu Mingyi asked vaguely, "Why are you following me?"

Jiang Chen blushed again when he was asked, his sharp and flamboyant appearance just revealed a bit of pitiful look begging for pity.

The brat was fucking poking him.

Fu Mingyi sprayed a puff of smoke on Jiang Chen's face, pinched Jiang Chen's chin with his slender fingers, wiped his lips with his thumb, and it looked very cute: "You want to sleep with me so much?"

Jiang Chen blushed again: "No, no."

Fu Mingyi put out his thoughts of making an exception once, his expression became cold, and he became like an aloof male god in front of the screen.

Jiang Chen reached out and pinched the male god's sleeve, and said a word almost inaudibly: "I want to."

Fu Mingyi smiled, and lit Jiang Chen's forehead with a cigarette between his fingers: "Little friend, let me teach you that shortcuts are not shortcuts. You have good qualifications, and you can become popular if you work hard. Don't just think about these heretics."

Jiang Chen pinched the buttons on the male god's sleeves: "I, I didn't think about it, heresy."

Fu Mingyi didn't say yes or no, and when they met by chance, he brought this little stutter out of hell, which is considered a blessing.

Putting the half-smoked cigarette into Jiang Chen's mouth, he raised his hand and shook the sleeve that Jiang Chen was holding: "Goodbye, kid."

On the contrary, Jiang Chen clenched it even tighter: "Little brother, you, you're drinking, and you don't drive while drinking, so I'll see you off." As soon as he opened his mouth, the cigarette fell down, leaving a scorched mark on the high-definition suit.

Fu Mingyi laughed, and took a closer look at Jiang Chen's eyes, as if he was really drunk.

Fu Mingyi's bad factor came up: "What's your name, little brother? Dad."

Jiang Chen: "Father."

Fu Mingyi: "C! It's really barren!" They all called him hard.

It stands to reason that for an eighteenth line meeting by chance, he should leave him alone, but by mistake, he took the drunk cat into his car and brought him back to his apartment.

Fu Mingyi felt a little regretful when he brought it back. There was no guest room in his apartment, and his bed was big enough, but he was a little afraid that he would not be able to hold it.

After all, that kid is so good at teasing.

Fu Mingyi smoked a cigarette at the obedient boy sitting on the sofa, pinched the back of his neck and sent Jiang Chen to the bathroom in the fitness room: "Wash up, there are new toiletries in the cabinet, find them yourself."

Jiang Chen blinked, then nodded slowly, his eyes were pure and innocent, full of trust and attachment.

Fu Mingyi couldn't help but cursed "C" in a low voice.

Closing the bathroom door, Fu Mingyi waited at the door for a while, making sure that the kid had turned on the shower, and then went back to the bedroom.

He was used to living alone, and the door was ajar when he took a shower.

He was flushing with his head full of foam, when someone stuck up behind him suddenly, that kid didn't count for sticking up, and said softly, "Dad, I've washed it clean."

"Washed from inside to outside, very clean!"

"C!" Fu Mingyi grabbed the little boy's hand, pressed the little boy against the wall, pinched the little boy's chin, and asked with a bit of ferocity, "Are you in a hurry to find shit?"

Jiang Chen tilted his head, stared at Fu Mingyi with slanted eyebrows, and bit Fu Mingyi's fingertips.

"What a barren meeting!" Fu Mingyi was blown away by this brat, and all his self-control that he was always proud of was fed to the dog.

Everything came naturally, the only accident was that this little brat who was rushing to tease him was really jerky, but he was really fucking let go.

Let him have a taste of the marrow.

The two of them tossed about for most of the night, and after finishing their work, Fu Mingyi had a cigarette in his mouth, and Jiang Chen immediately lit the lighter.

Fu Mingyi lit a cigarette with Jiang Chen's hand, squeezed Jiang Chen's chin, and sprayed a smoke ring on that monstrous face: "Little brat, you did it on purpose."

Jiang Chen casually took Fu Mingyi's cigarette, took a puff, and sprayed Fu Mingyi's face back, flaunting wanton eyebrows, lazily: "Mmm."

He did not deny that he had been chasing after his former little brother for too long, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Participating in today's banquet is to save Fu Mingyi to sleep, but he was really drunk before,

Otherwise, you can't do such a soft and cute thing.

Fu Mingyi took another cigarette in his mouth, borrowing it from Jiang Chen's.

He casually slapped the little brat away from his legs, and cursed with a smile: "You're still blind and flirtatious, don't you want to die?"

Jiang Chen bit his cigarette and said vaguely: "It's not easy to go to Dad's bed, I want to get enough sleep at a time."

Fu Mingyi smiled lowly with a cigarette in his mouth.

Fu Mingyi never thought that one day he would be hooked by a brat and lose his temper.

The consequence of this loss of control was that the pup slept in his bed until the next evening.

Fu Mingyi opened the door and came in, only to see that the breakfast at the bedside was already cold, and the little boy was rolling around on his bed with his quilt rolled up.

Fu Mingyi couldn't help laughing: "Just woke up?"

Stupid got caught!

Jiang Chen was buried under the quilt for a while, then slowly revealed half of his face, staring greedily at Fu Mingyi's face.

Fu Mingyi felt that his pills were ready to be moved by this little brat's eyes.

With a cigarette in his mouth but not lit, he used the smell of tobacco to suppress the restlessness in his heart: "When you wake up, get up and talk."

Jiang Chen hugged the quilt and sat up, refusing expressionlessly: "I don't want resources."

Fu Mingyi raised his eyebrows, bit his cigarette holder and asked vaguely, "What do you want?"

I want you to marry me! ! !

Jiang Chen screamed like a groundhog in his heart, touched the lighter on the bedside table expressionlessly, jumped out of bed and lit a cigarette for Fu Mingyi: "I want Dad's WeChat."

"Grass!"

This little cub is really like a kitten when he is soft, he looks like a thousand-year-old vixen when he is soft, and he is like a shrewd little leopard when he returns to normal.

How much this little brat poked him, the medals all over his body are the best proof.

Fu Mingyi looked at Jiang Chen with a cigarette between his fingers: "Put on your clothes first, don't hook me."

Jiang Chen looked at Fu Mingyi blankly for a while, then smiled, stuck to Fu Mingyi's body, kissed the corner of Fu Mingyi's mouth and said, "I just want Dad's WeChat."

Fu Mingyi held the cigarette between his arms and hung it on the little boy's shoulder: "I think you want Dad to fuck you."

Jiang Chen let out an "um" from his nasal cavity, and wrapped his arms around Fu Mingyi's waist.

Fu Mingyi felt that this brat was really fucking capable.

Fu Mingyi supported the little boy with one hand, blew a smoke ring at the little boy, and asked hoarsely, "Beauty trick? Huh?"

Jiang Chen took Fu Mingyi's cigarette in his mouth, and asked with a smile, "Did you win?"

Fu Mingyi smiled lowly: "I hit it."

Jiang Chen stayed at Fu Mingyi's house shamelessly for three days, until Fu Mingyi had a job to fly abroad, and then returned home wearing the new clothes Fu Mingyi's assistant sent him.

The first thing Jiang Chen did when he got home was to contact the agent and put his two properties on the market.

Afterwards, he adjusted his wealth management products and deposits, made a down payment of 60%, and bought Fu Mingyi's apartment downstairs at a high price.

After three days of work, Jiang Chen faced the mirror and covered the remaining marks on his body with concealer, put on a hoodie and jeans, and rode his motorcycle to Xinrui.

Today, manager Li Wei suddenly called to say that there was an audition, which surprised Jiang Chen. After all, he was ready to be given up after beating Duan Zihao last time. He didn't expect to have a chance to debut so soon.

Still Li Wei's office.

This time Li Wei gave him a page with a very pleasant face, which was the time and place of the audition for the No.

Jiang Chen took it and glanced at it, he was a little surprised. "Sword Immortal" was invested by Xinrui to promote the "Cup King" among this year's trainees. I didn't expect to have his role.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes, looked at Li Wei expressionlessly, and waited quietly for his conditions.

Unexpectedly, Li Wei just said: "Xiao Wang is too busy, you can go by yourself when the time comes."

Xiao Wang is his co-assistant with two other trainees.

The three of them were originally scheduled to make their debut, but now it seems that the group has removed him, so the assistant has no time to care about him.

Jiang Chen pinched the paper Li Wei gave him to read, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this matter was strange.

Whether it's training new trainees or treating the hunters under it, it's like raising a pot. Only the Gu King has real good resources and good managers.

As far as the company is concerned, Jiang Chen, the abandoned Gu king, should not be so generous.

Since he felt that something was wrong, Jiang Chen naturally had to figure it out, so as not to fall into the trap of a villain.

Jiang Chen waited at the door of the dance classroom with a cigarette in his mouth, stepping on the door frame with his long legs, and stopped Yan Yan who took the C position in the group instead of him.

Yan Yan is handsome and gentle, and has a good personality. He can be regarded as Jiang Chen's contemporaries who can barely say a few more words.

Jiang Chen went straight to the point and explained why he came, Yan Yan didn't hide anything, and told everything he heard about coming.

After Jiang Chen heard it, he immediately kicked over the trash can by the door with a dark face: "Fuck him! He dares to blackmail my resources!"