Substitute for the little ancestor

It seems that this time Luo Yinxun really climbed a high branch.

But no one looked up to Luo Yinxun because of this.

They are all students of the acting department, and they have a long way to go to compete in the future. The father of the funder will not only care about one woman, and it is normal to change women every few days.

While Yin Xun was going to the bathroom, there were only three or five women rushing up, and there was even a man among them.

They are all good-looking, and there is nothing wrong with their facial features.

But it's just that Luo Yinxun didn't give Jiang Hansheng the special feeling. After getting along with her for a few months, he slowly discovered that she was different.

Jiang Hansheng is notorious for not rejecting anyone who comes.

He readily gave his WeChat ID to the vixens around him, and Jiang Hansheng told them, "You can join if you want, but you have to wait until this meeting is over."

When Yin Xun came back, they had already sat down in their seats.

From the moment she entered the door, Yin Xun felt a little uncomfortable, especially the eyes of those female students who seemed to be looking at herself.

Yin Xun touched his face, there was no foreign body.

It was very late when the class reunion ended, almost eleven o'clock.Yin Xun drank two glasses of wine and came out slightly tipsy.

Jiang Hansheng walked forward with her in his arms, looked down at her from time to time, and complained: "You know you can't drink alcohol, but why don't you change the juice?"

Yin Xun pretended not to listen to Jiang Hansheng's words while she was slightly drunk.

Ding--
Ding--
Ding--
The message on the phone bounced three times, Yin Xun touched the pocket of his jacket, and she turned on the screen.

I found that someone was adding their own WeChat.

Jiang Hansheng was also puzzled, he asked Luo Yinxun: "Don't you have your classmate's contact information in your mobile phone?"

"what?"

The WeChat account that Jiang Hansheng gave at that time belonged to Luo Yinxun, and it seemed that Luo Yinxun was quite a widow in the university.

Jiang Hansheng took Luo Yinxun's phone: "It's nothing, just delete irrelevant messages."

"Hey, give it back to me!"

Yin Xun went to grab it.

Jiang Hansheng raised his phone high: "Are you awake at this time?"

"Stop messing around and pay me back."

Jiang Hansheng laughed: "Who do you want to wait for news that makes you so impatient?"

"..."

Forget it or not, Yin Xun walked to the front angrily.

Jiang Hansheng followed behind.

Xiao Zuo unknowingly looked at the two people coming from a distance, especially Luo Yinxun, who looked angry when he saw her open and close the door, and his president was shut out.

"Okay, can't I just show you?"

Yin Xun took the phone from Jiang Hansheng angrily.

Discovery is the addition of three strange friends.

Jiang Hansheng reminded her: "Your classmate."

"How do you know it's my classmate?"

"When you go out for a while, those women are like hungry wolves, jumping on your man."

The words were strange, Yin Xun frowned.

"You, look at the soberness of other women who always want to rely on themselves. Do you really know which industry you are in?"

Yin Xun snorted softly in disdain: "At least it's more aboveboard than your industry."

Jiang Hansheng sneered, and he stared intently: "I said, you are not clean now, Luo Yinxun."

The tone of the man in front of her is always up and down. Luo Yinxun is not a person who doesn't know the generals. She knows that she has successfully hooked Jiang Hansheng's appetite, but it is not good for making Jiang Hansheng angry.

Jiang Hansheng is a paranoid.

This is something that Yin Xun has slowly come to realize recently.

She felt that such a man was terrible, so terrible that everything except imprisoning herself was installed, and even bugs were installed.

Because Yin Xun was filming during the day and night, Jiang Hansheng couldn't stay by his side all the time. Now Luo Yin Xun has a special person to pick him up and drop him off at every production crew, and someone outside the set is watching Yin Xun's actions, and she is about to go crazy.

Unable to persist any longer, Yin Xun approached Canglang Group.

All the way to the CEO's office, Jiang Hansheng was lying on the sofa half-closed.

"Can we discuss something?"

Yin Xun is simple and direct.

Jiang Hansheng closed his eyes and meditated: "Why didn't you remember to knock on the door when you came in? That's really impolite, Yinyin."

Luo Yinxun frowned: "Jiang Hansheng, I am seriously discussing with you."

"Now you are bold enough to call me by my real name."

Jiang Hansheng's words never fall on the topic Yin Xun wanted.

Yin Xun was helpless, her tone weakened, she sat beside Jiang Hansheng, and held his hand.

The warm palm was sucked away by the cold little hand, Jiang Hansheng opened his eyes and checked the clothes Yin Xun was wearing: "Why are you wearing so little?"

"Master Jiang, let's have a good talk, shall we?"

Jiang Hansheng stopped making trouble, he went back to Yin Xun: "Speak, what do you want to talk about?"

"I understand that you don't trust me. You can watch me, but can you keep a distance? I'm filming. Do you know how the people in the crew look at me now? It's like watching a different kind. I don't care where I go. There are four or five men around me, Jiang Hansheng, I am really tired."

Jiang Hansheng sat up and put his arms around Yin Xun, the two were very close, blending with each other's warmth, his lips pressed against Yin Xun's face: "I'm tired too, can you understand me?"

The negotiation failed, and Yin Xun didn't want to see Jiang Hansheng for a moment.

She wanted to leave, but everyone had sent them here, so it was not so easy to leave.

Hearing Jiang Hansheng's shortness of breath, Yin Xun stopped him: "This is the office."

"So what about the office, they dare not come in without my permission."

Jiang Hansheng found that he was getting more and more crazy about Yin Xun now, and he would miss Yin Xun if he didn't see him for a few hours. Whenever he stopped, his mind would be filled with images of Yin Xun.

He lost his sense of proportion, and the two lingered all the way to the back bedroom, Yin Xun was tormented enough by him.

The blurred look in Jiang Hansheng's eyes fell into Jiang Hansheng's eyes, and he enjoyed hearing her begging for mercy.

In the end, Jiang Hansheng put down Yin Xun slowly, she was so tired that she lay on the bed and was about to fall asleep.

The smooth shoulders made Jiang Han think.

He was lying beside her, his fingers gently stroking Yin Xun's shoulder, in a blur, she heard Jiang Hansheng say, "Get a tattoo, Yin Yin."

Luo Yinxun had never thought about this kind of thing, not to mention the handwriting that Jiang Hansheng asked her to engrave was definitely not a good handwriting.

Yin Xun shook his head, a little weakly: "No, it will affect the appearance."

"Back at that moment, okay?"

The man's magnetic voice always carries a kind of bewitching, Luo Yinxun's heart would have softened if it was on someone else, but this person is Jiang Hansheng, the one she can't wait to send him to prison in the next second!

"Stop it, I'm really tired."

Her whisper was as low as a mosquito humming.

Jiang Hansheng smiled lazily: "In two days, I will carve one too."

This time, he really set his heart on it, and wanted to keep Luo Yinxun tightly around him.

Yin Xun closed her eyes, the corners of her lips raised into a smile, but her heart was full of sarcasm.

"How many women have you said this to?"