The sand sculpture stand-in and the boss agreed to get married

Six eyes met, Fu Yanle pushed the terrified An Shigou out without hesitation.

"Fuck—"

Guocui died again, and just as An Shigou stood firm, he raised his head to meet three pairs of faces with different expressions—the fierce Gu Jiming, the serious Meng Xinqiu, and the pale and weak Lin Qingtong.He paused, frowned and said, "It's late at night, are you guys hiding here to fight? Or two against one?"

"..." Meng Xinqiu was silent, "Shigou, why are you here?"

Fu Yanle almost laughed because of this "time scale".

An Shigou's face was also a little distorted, but he still said: "There is a racing competition next door."

Gu Jiming met An Shigou at the racing track before, and knew that he also had this hobby, so he lied casually, "Am I going to make a new MV? There is a plot in it, so I came to Meng Xin... Brother Meng and Brother Lin for advice. "

"Really?" An Shigou said suspiciously, "It's so cold, I'm here to ask for advice? Your next play is a ghost movie?"

The corner of Gu Jiming's mouth twitched, hehe said: "Yes, "A Man's Complaint". Forget it, you go, don't miss the opening."

"Yes." An Shigou was about to step forward when he suddenly remembered that there were two people squatting behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a suppressed and terrifying "hiss - hiss - hiss" from behind, and at the same time At the same time, a blade of grass poked at his calf, the threat was obvious.

An Shigou rubbed his cheeks, left the melon field silently, walked over and said, "When I came here just now, I almost bumped into the cleaning lady. Don't take the path, lest I bump into you."

"Thank you." Gu Jiming patted An Shigou, turned his head and gave Meng Xinqiu a fierce look, and took the lead to return the same way and left the back door.

Meng Xinqiu and Lin Qingtong also left.

An Shigou waited for a while, then turned his head suddenly, rushed into the melon field, and said viciously, "Fu Yanle!"

"Yes." Fu Yanle got up and shook his numb legs, "Thank you, brother."

An Shigou's throat choked back in an instant, his eyes lingered between the two, "What are you doing here at night?" He looked at the butler Qingjun's face, and suddenly had a bold but very interesting expression. Possible thoughts, "You're stealing—" Love.

"Shh." The butler stretched out his index finger and gently interrupted his guess, "Please don't say those horrible and frightening words."

Fu Yanle stepped forward and patted An Shigou on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Shigou, pretend you haven't met tonight, and we can still be friends tomorrow."

"Who would want to be your friend?" An Shigou snorted.

"Your thoughts are in your eyes, I know it." Fu Yanle smiled, and under An Shigou's bewildered eyes, he rushed to the back door, jumped to grab the wall, and jumped out.

"Damn it, the door is right next to it. If you have to climb over the wall, what are you pretending to do—" An Shigou's ear turned cold, and saw the butler passing by, closely following Fu Yanle's pace, climbing over the wall and coming out.

At the same time, there was the sound of a car driving outside the door.

"--force?"

Wow, so handsome!

An Shigou rushed forward, imitating the movements of the two of them, bouncing and jumping, and successfully grabbed the top of the wall. He pushed hard with joy, and then fell off the top of the wall like a caterpillar.

"... Forget it." He patted the ashes on his hands, walked to the back door as if no one was there, and opened it gently.There is a long road outside the door, and Fu Yanle has disappeared.

The butler sat in the co-pilot, skillfully took out a pair of clean white gloves from his pocket and put them on.

"Oh." Assistant Hutt snorted, "I wonder if the air polluted you, or did you pollute the air?"

The housekeeper said gently: "I live in harmony with the air, but I am afraid of being polluted by you. After all, you are full of stupidity from the inside out."

"Heh." Assistant Xu didn't move like a mountain, "Then shut your mouth, and be careful that misfortune comes from your mouth."

The housekeeper responded indifferently, "I bring an air freshener with me, it's just a mediocre thing of yours, but it's mediocre."

"Oh." Assistant Xu sighed with emotion, "The prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach, and Xiao Qiao can hold a tube in his mouth—it's like a pig's mouth."

There was a terrifying "click" sound from the butler's closed palms, and Fu Yanle in the back seat put his hands on the shoulders of the two of them smartly, and said lovingly and softly: "Okay, it's not a child, what are you doing?" temper?"

At the same time, a gust of cold air rushed forward from the back seat, and the two of them only felt a chill in their shoulders, and they closed their mouths at the same time, reaching an unprecedented harmony.

"Very good." Fu Yanle withdrew her loving little hand in relief.

Yu Jingchen looked away at the same time and said, "Are you hungry?"

"Actually, I'm not hungry, but I want to eat." Fu Yanle rubbed against Yu Jingchen, imitating the tone of the underground working party leader in the spy war drama, "Pleasure maker, where are the things?"

The maker of Yu Joy paused, and said, "It's hidden in No. 33 Pengchang Road, a cute little fortune bag."

"..." The two people in front trembled at the same time.

Little fortune bag?

Fu Yanle paused, and suddenly remembered that the first time he met Mrs. Yu, the other party called him that.Mrs. Yu said that this was the nickname his mother gave him, because he was fat and fat when he was a child, so he was very lucky.

But when his mother left, he was only three years old, and those memories were so far away that he couldn't imagine his mother's appearance and voice when she said "Little Lucky Bag".

Fu Yanle's heart was sour, and he said awkwardly: "I'm too old, don't call me by my nickname."

"Okay, I won't call." Yu Jingchen said, "I'll call again when you allow me."

Fu Yanle hummed: "Then just wait."

The corner of Yu Jingchen's mouth raised slightly, "Okay, I'll wait."

Fu Yanle hummed again, took out the vibrating phone, and found that it was Tang Wan Bai's series of fatal calls and screenshots of a series of live dances.

[Wooooow, so beautiful!You go well with red! 】

【Beautiful Peach Blossom Demon!I swear I have never seen such a beautiful elf like you! 】

[Your hands and legs are so long and well proportioned, I'm so envious!I will never dance with you again, it seems that my legs are short and my hands are short. (Crying loudly.jpg)]

"Looking at it for so long?" Fu Yanle muttered, and replied: [Beautiful brother should praise together, don't push him. 】

Yu Jingchen glanced at it and said, "Did you make friends on the show?"

"It doesn't count, but he is very nice and kind to me." Fu Yanle thought for a while, "There is only one hour of preparation time for dance rehearsal today, so I was in a hurry, but I didn't expect that our tacit understanding is not bad, and the communication is also very smooth. "

Fu Yanle knew that he had a bad reputation, but at the very beginning, Tang Wanbai only looked at him with fear and nervousness, not the contempt and disdain in the eyes of most people in the circle, which made his favorability towards Tang Wanbai directly upupup.

Yu Jingchen rubbed the watch on his wrist, his fingertips were slightly cold, and said: "People in the circle are impetuous, and it is not easy to make true friends. If you think he is good, try to get along with him, just don't be fooled by others, When getting along in private, you should also pay attention to the contact distance to avoid being photographed and misrepresenting the relationship.”

"Understood." Fu Yanle felt that Yu Jingchen's voice was deep, as if he was suppressing something, he sneaked a glance from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw that Yu Jingchen's coffin face was colder than usual.

Fu Yanle was puzzled, and when he turned his eyes back, he caught a glimpse of the butler's meaningful mouth.

"I caught it!" Fu Yanle stepped forward and grabbed the back of the co-pilot's seat, "Who is your three-point understanding, three-point playful, and four-point emotion smile blooming for?"

The butler coughed and said inscrutably, "I just smell a secret and long-lasting sour smell."

"Me too." Assistant Hutt seconded.

Fu Yanle sniffed, and only smelled the ebony fragrance from the car perfume bottle. He backed away in embarrassment, guessing that it might be the sour smell of the emperor, and only smart people like these two highly paid talents could smell it.

Fuck, he's so stupid.

The black Bentley drove into the underground garage, and the group took the elevator to the 33th floor of No. 25 Pengchang Road, and then Fu Yanle followed Yu Jingchen into the room after the two wise men waved goodbye.

The lights came on in response to the sound, and the first sight was the lilac classic on the cabinet.

Fu Yanle's heart skipped a beat, and she leaned over to caress the petals, and quickly passed her head through Yu Jingchen's arm, "Thank you, brother Chen, for preparing the flowers for me. I have seen through your fresh and beautiful love!"

Yu Jingchen tightened his arms the moment he stretched it over, and grabbed the head like a gallows, "So you want to give me back the fresh and beautiful head?"

Fu Yanle spurned, "Profitable businessman!"

Yu Jingchen stretched out his finger and flicked his forehead, enjoying Fu Yanle's graceful posture of breaststroke in situ and his extremely contrived distress performance.

Fu Yanle was struggling with his arms and forehead, and when he squinted, he found that Yu Jingchen was actually smiling, so he couldn't help stretching out his finger angrily, and poked Yu Jingchen's side gently.

The second his finger touched the mission site, Fu Yanle wailed "It's so hard", and before he could cover his self-inflicted finger, Yu Jingchen turned around and pressed it on the cabinet.

"Why do what do do what—"

Yu Jingchen flicked Fu Yanle's forehead with his finger, stopping the sonic attack.He leaned down slightly to observe the bright colors of Fu Yanle's eyebrows from a close distance, and warned fiercely: "Don't tease me."

"Only state officials are allowed to set fires and the common people are not allowed to light lamps." Fu Yanle beeped bravely under the obscenity/power, "Hegemony!"

Yu Jingchen looked at Fu Yanle's cutely puffed cheeks, his thick eyelashes trembling in timidity and astonishment, his beautiful curly hair was pillowed in flowers, the bright and sweet fragrance drew out a trail of flower dew, which rushed into his breath like a fool.

"..."

Fu Yanle was keenly aware of Yu Jingchen's slight heavy breathing amidst confusion and anger. He was so blessed that he couldn't help stretching out his tentative fingers, gently pressing against Yu Jingchen's heart, paused, and then drew a small heart.

Yu Jingchen's whole body stopped, and he couldn't even breathe at that moment.

This kind of strangeness was conveyed to Fu Yanle's fingertips, his brows were raised, his posture was haughty, and he turned his proud speculation into an innocent murmur. "Brother Chen, do you have worldly desires for me?"

Yu Jingchen didn't speak, and inserted his right hand into Fu Yanle's hair, and when he raised his head, he tore off a petal not very gently.

Fu Yanle stood up straight in the shackles, leaning on the counter with one hand, combing her hair casually with the other, and spotted the innocent and suffering flower petal between Yu Jingchen's fingers with sharp eyes.

He was just about to condemn this cruel act of destroying flowers, when he saw Yu Jingchen raised two fingers and kissed the petals lightly.

Perhaps the flowers were too fragrant, so he squeezed a little bit of miserliness into Yu Jingchen's eyes, and his eyes, as dark as the distant mountains at night, suddenly moved up and down.Fu Yanle's eyes fell into the mountain stream, and the spring water splashed on his face.

His breathing was stagnant, and his legs were weak.

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