The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts No.70 Two days. As long as they are open-minded enough, they are socialist brotherhood√

Bo Qinyan came here to discuss business, and Young Master Jiang felt drowsy after listening for a while.

He was scooped up by his manager early in the morning, so it's normal to be sleepy right now.

He yawned, then stood up spontaneously and said, "Talk slowly, I'll go back and catch up on sleep. Zhong Sheng, are you going home for dinner tonight?"

"Back." Zhong Sheng looked at him and nodded.

"That's fine." Jiang Yiming waved his hand and nodded slightly at Bo Qinyan, "I'm leaving."

Young Master Jiang went out, and Bo Qinyan looked at Zhong Sheng in surprise, and asked, "Jiang Yiming can still cook?"

"No, I just ordered takeaway for two." Zhong Sheng understood very well.

Bo Qinyan: "..."

Zhong Sheng missed the young master at home, and was a little absent-minded even when talking about business.

Bo Qinyan twitched her lips and looked at him, and said, "Do you usually discuss business with people like this?"

"He just moved in yesterday." Zhong Sheng explained lightly.

Bo Qinyan: "..."

Dare to love is just a temporary cohabitation, which makes President Zhong so happy.

Bo Qinyan clicked her tongue twice: "Forget it, we won't talk about it today."

Zhong Sheng raised his eyes to look at her, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

She laughed teasingly and said: "Let you go back, I see you are like this, you can't discuss anything, and you are completely hanging on the young master of the Jiang family."

Hearing this, Zhong Sheng closed the folder directly, and exited the pages on the computer one by one, not polite at all: "Then let's make an appointment another day."

"Tsk tsk." Bo Qinyan leaned against the door to look at Zhong Sheng, and shook her head, "Who would have thought that Zhong Sheng, who was nominated for a long time on freepass, is a new three good man who is devoted to his family? How many women and men will be heartbroken. "

"People who have no one waiting at home will not understand." Zhong Sheng replied lightly.

Bo Qinyan choked slightly, her words stuck in her throat, like a mute.

I, day.

The big beauty Bo gave a middle finger in her heart.

Zhong Sheng tidied up the table twice, calming down a little bit the joy of unexpectedly leaving get off work early to go back to flirt with the young master.

He pointed to the snacks under the coffee table in a good mood, and said to Bo Qinyan: "Take whatever you want, although there are no chocolate bars here, Ming Ming doesn't like energy bars."

"No need, I'm going to die now." Bo Qinyan snorted, and felt that Mr. Zhong seemed to remember her revenge for snatching a bite of chocolate from the other party when she was a child.

"Then eat a slice of lemon to neutralize it." Zhong Sheng said, opened the door, and said "please" to the other party in a gentlemanly manner.

Bo Qinyan choked with anger, rolled her eyes at Zhong Sheng, and deliberately walked out slowly. Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the impatient CEO, feeling like she was dancing on a wire rope.

It seemed that in the next second, he would be picked up and thrown out.

Fortunately, Zhong Sheng still gave the beauty face.

Zhong Sheng came home - no one came to repair the electronic lock, so Young Master Jiang just let out a light sigh, expressing that Princess Rapunzel's little care was within his expectations, and he wanted him to develop a The habit of keychains was naturally satisfied by young master Jiang, who has always been doting on others - he saw Jiang Yiming nestled on the sofa, his legs curled up aggrievedly, curled up into a hemisphere on the sofa.

Zhong Sheng subconsciously slowed down his steps, even his breathing.

He walked slowly in front of Jiang Yiming, squatted down halfway, and he could clearly see the fine white fluff on Young Master Jiang's cheek.

The young master's eyelashes are curly and long, Zhong Sheng subconsciously curled up his fingers to touch them——

When Zhong Sheng was 12 years old, he held the young master who was less than two years old in his arms for the first time.

He looked down and saw the young master's eyelashes, thinking in his heart, if this is a little girl, it will be a big deal when she grows up, just these pair of eyelashes, one by one, can make people itch.

The next time, when Zhong Sheng was 26 years old, he took care of Jiang Yiming who refused to go to the reception but had a fever at home.

He saw that in Young Master Jiang's beautiful caramel-colored eyes, there was a mist-like light from the high fever, which made the caramel-colored eyes look extra broken.

There was a vague thought in his heart that he wanted to protect, occupy, and even want these eyes to become such evil thoughts only because of himself.

And now.

Zhong Sheng moved closer, as long as he lowered his head a little, his lips could touch Jiang Yiming's eyes.

Young Master Jiang moved his lips.

Zhong Sheng seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, he stood up abruptly, turned around quickly and walked into the bathroom.

Jiang Yiming opened his eyes annoyed after he left.

As soon as Zhong Sheng entered, he woke up.

He felt that Rapunzel came to him, squatted down, and stayed there for a long time.

He also felt Rapunzel's breath approaching a little bit, as if it stopped just above his lips and forehead?Maybe I'm going to steal a kiss.

So he waited patiently.

But he was not a hunter, so after waiting for a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore, subconsciously moved, and ran away.

Jiang Yiming pushed his elbows and sat up from the sofa, angry.

Love or not!

Young Master Jiang sat on the sofa and frowned, but here comes the question, why didn't Zhong Sheng kiss him for so long?

what happened!

He pricked up his ears to listen to the movement in the bathroom, but it was a pity that Zhong Sheng's sound insulation was good, so Jiang Yiming had to move slowly to the bathroom door before he heard any movement inside except for the sound of water.

Jiang Yiming slowly turned his ears red.

——The movement there is more exciting than what he heard in the teahouse in his previous life.

Young Master Jiang walked back to his room with small steps, and threw himself back on the bed.

Speaking of which, he has been a human being in two lifetimes, but he is still a virgin, which really makes people panic.

——However, he has all the theoretical common sense that he should have, no matter what kind, he covers a wide range.

When Zhong Sheng came out of the bathroom, his body was still breathing cold, he saw Jiang Yiming transferred from the sofa to the bed in the bedroom, his eyes sank.

"Dinner, what are you going to have for dinner?" Jiang Yiming asked first.

"It's up to you, except donuts that can't be a staple food." Zhong Sheng replied.

Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes, of course he has a sense of proportion, and he doesn't want to really become a handsome man with a small belly.

"How about hamburger pizza and grilled wings? Can chocolate pie be used as an after-dinner snack?" Jiang Yiming asked sincerely.

Zhong Sheng: "..."

What exactly Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng had for dinner was a secret, because Young Master Jiang didn't want anyone other than the delivery boy to know about it.

After dinner, Jiang Yiming burped in a low-key manner, covered his lips with his hands, and half-closed his eyes, like a big cat that is full.

Zhong Sheng threw the rubbish into the trash can. Young Master Jiang leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at Zhong Sheng lazily, and reminded casually: "The community is doing a trial run of garbage sorting. When I went upstairs just now, I also met people from the neighborhood committee who sent me leaflets, so don’t make a mistake.”

"I put the classification leaflets on the refrigerator." Jiang Yiming added.

Zhong Sheng: "..."

Zhong Sheng slowly raised his head to look at the garbage sorting leaflet on the refrigerator, then looked down at the contents of the trash can, and finally picked out the several cardboard boxes that had been thrown in with a cold face, and threw them into another trash can.

Jiang Yiming grinned.

"What time is it?" Jiang Yiming asked.

"07:30."

"Let's go, I'm going to take out the trash. There's no place to throw it away after eight o'clock in the evening." Young Master Jiang stood up from his chair, energetically urging Zhong Sheng and him to go out to take out the trash.

The young master has grown up so much, it was the first time in his life that he went to the garbage room to throw out the garbage by himself.

——Zhong Sheng is not much better.

Zhong Sheng and Jiang Yiming each wore a long-brimmed peaked cap to go out, and each had a garbage bag in one hand.

"This is a bit of a breath of life." Young Master Jiang smacked his lips and said sarcastic remarks. Anyway, he is usually not needed to take out the trash at home-it's fun to do it occasionally, and it's fun when the two of them come out.

Zhong Sheng turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yiming. The black peaked cap was so long that it almost covered Jiang Yiming's eyes, but his skin on the head and neck was too white and his lips were too red.

Mr. Zhong only glanced at it, then quickly withdrew his gaze.

Jiang Yiming felt that at that moment just now, he seemed to be stripped naked.

cough.

/ / /

Jiang Yiming lived in Zhong Sheng's house for three days, and after three days he had to go out to take out the garbage, and on the third night, he refused to go out to take out the garbage.

"It's enough to experience people's livelihood. I want to go back and live the good life of the rich second generation." Young Master Jiang lay on the outlet of the air conditioner, refusing to move.

Zhong Sheng looked at the other party amusedly and helplessly, what can he do?Of course my young master is doting on him.

"Don't blow directly on the air conditioner, be careful of cold stomach discomfort." Zhong Sheng changed his shoes at the door and reminded him.

If Young Master Jiang hadn't gotten up two days ago and dragged him out to take out the trash at night, he would have asked the cleaning aunt to take care of it after the first day was over.

Jiang Yiming waved his hand when he heard the words, and responded perfunctorily to express his understanding.

Zhong Sheng went out with three bags of garbage, and immediately called the cleaning company to make arrangements.

When he came back after taking out the garbage, Young Master Jiang was still lying on the air vent of the air conditioner, but after hearing him enter the door, he immediately sat upright, looking shocked and forced to calm down.

Zhong Sheng couldn't help laughing, he cleared his throat, and waved to Jiang Yiming: "Come here."

"?" Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, a little confused, but obediently passed by.

Zhong Sheng was carrying a miniature garbage sorting bin in his hand, which looked like a pocket coin purse.

Jiang Yiming: "...?"

Zhong Sheng opened the trash can, and there was a trash can full of cookies in it.

Jiang Yiming: "..."

"This appeared in the window of the automatic supermarket. I think it's very interesting. Here it is." Zhong Sheng stuffed the cookie into Jiang Yiming's hand together.

Young Master Jiang didn't know whether to be disgusted or to laugh, and finally snorted reluctantly: "With Rapunzel's aesthetics, I am afraid that I have completely missed the fashion circle."

After he finished speaking, a slight smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, he quickly tensed his expression again, and hurried back to the room with the trash can in his pocket.

"By the way, the film crew will come tomorrow morning, around four or five o'clock. Would you like to lock the bedroom door?" Jiang Yiming raised his voice and asked in his room.

"It's okay, I don't care." Zhong Sheng said, he paused, and asked, "Do you mind?"

"You don't mind anymore, what do I mind?" Jiang Yiming waved his hands in a good mood.

He took out a small cookie from the trash bin pocket, tore open the individual package, and threw one into his mouth, thinking that maybe Bao Qiwen might mind a little.

However, as long as they are frank enough, it is socialist brotherhood√