Substitute for the little ancestor

"Only you."

"is it?"

Jiang Hansheng bowed his head and kissed Yin Xun: "Yes."

Yin Xun sneered: "I don't know if you will say the same thing when you meet the next woman."

Jiang Hansheng frowned and pinched her chin: "Am I so unbearable in your eyes?"

"That can't be. After all, I'm still waiting for Master Jiang to let me be released after serving my sentence."

Jiang Han was very unhappy.

He loosened his grip.

"Do you know how much you owe me now, Luo Yinxun?"

"50, just that 50."

Jiang Hansheng laughed: "I remember more than that, right?"

"The 100 million was voluntary, and I stopped you."

Jiang Hansheng nodded with a smile on his face: "Okay, this time you are right."

The phone in her pocket rang, Yin Xun's heart sank subconsciously, and she turned to look at him.

After answering the phone call, the man reached out to grab the clothes and put them on, and put on the buttons of his suit and kissed Yin Xun on the forehead: "Hey, wait until I get home."

"Are you going out?"

"Ah."

"Where?"

Jiang Hansheng didn't answer, his expression was a little hasty.

"Jiang Hansheng, Jiang Hansheng!"

Yin Xun chased after him.

Xiao Zuo stood waiting at the door, and Yin Xun trotted to follow: "I have a scene to shoot tonight, can you let them be a little farther away from my group? Supervision is fine, too close will really cause inconvenience to me. "

The man left in a hurry and did not give Jiang Hansheng a definite answer.

The drama was filmed until early in the morning, and Jiang Hansheng came to pick him up when he returned home.

Yin Xun has no space for herself.

When I got into the car, I saw that the man sitting in the car looked quite happy, but Yin Xun felt uncomfortable and didn't speak for the whole journey.

Jiang Hansheng pinched her little face: "Tired from filming?"

Yin Xun turned his face away to avoid his hand, Jiang Hansheng knew that Yin Xun was still angry because of the incident during the day.

"Okay, if you mind, I'll ask Xiao Zuo to arrange them tomorrow and give you a reasonable space."

"Really?"

Yin Xun's eyes lit up.

Jiang Hansheng smiled, with affection in his deep eyes: "I won't lie to you."

On the second day, Luo Yinxun's activity space was indeed available, but he still couldn't leave the group. About 100 meters away, Jiang Hansheng's people were parked.

Lin Xiangdong saw Yin Xun greeting warmly. He just came in from the outside and caught a glimpse of a black commercial vehicle as he passed by.

He smiled and said to Luo Yinxun: "Master Jiang really dotes on you, Yinyin, and also sends someone to take care of you all the time, what a blessing."

During practice, the little girl who played with Yin Xun was in a hurry to urinate, so Yin Xun went with her.

It was obvious that the people in the black Alpha business car also got off.

Yin Xun forced them back with a look, and pointed at the door plaque of the women's toilet.

After confirming that there were no traces of those people, Yin Xun tugged at the corner of the girl Fangman's clothes.

"Xiaoman, can I borrow your mobile phone to send a message?"

Fangman hesitated for two seconds.

"I forgot to charge my phone when I came out in the morning, and now it's turned off. I have to send my boyfriend a message or he will be worried."

Fang Man nodded: "Okay, here you are."

Yin Xun remembered Chief Lin's cell phone number clearly, she edited a text message and sent it, about 10 minutes later, Lin Yechu called back.

The content of the letter is simple, roughly meaning that they have a better grasp of Jiang Hansheng's current track.

In the second half of the year, Jiang Hansheng will attend an important meeting, and at that time there will be their eyeliner and Yin Xun to support him.

In the middle of the night, the bedroom door was pushed open, and the cold wind entered, Yin Xun shivered and pulled the quilt on her body.

The light was turned on, but Yin Xun's eyes still felt uncomfortable through a layer of eyelids. She frowned and propped up her eyelids, and vaguely saw the appearance of the man standing at the door.

"You're back?"

Jiang Hansheng didn't speak, he was carrying a black leather bag in his hand.

The coat and bag were placed on the table, Yin Xun only felt a chill approaching, she sat up slowly, and saw the man in front of her take out something from his pocket, it was very small.

Press the power button, and a dialogue is played inside: "Xiaoman, can I borrow your mobile phone to send a message?"

"I forgot to charge my phone when I came out in the morning. Now it's turned off. I have to send my boyfriend a message, otherwise he will be worried."

"Okay, here it is."

After the short speech was played, Jiang Hansheng saw the panic in Yin Xun's pupils.

"Bug? Jiang Hansheng"

Jiang Hansheng didn't give Yin Xun a chance to say a second word. He grabbed Yin Xun's neck. Jiang Hansheng used all his strength. He saw Yin Xun's face flushed due to extreme hypoxia, and saw her struggling to the point of weakness. In the end, Jiang Hansheng couldn't move his hands anymore, and Jiang Hansheng slowly lowered his arms. He looked at Yin Xun, his dark eyes were covered with blood, "Luo Yin Xun, you'd better not let me know, that 'boyfriend' you mentioned 'Who exactly."

This is a naked warning, another forgiveness for her second mistake.

After leaving the room, Jiang Hansheng sat in the living room with the lights turned off until late at night.

When pinching Yin Xun, he thought about letting her die, but in the end his heart softened, staring at her face, he began to feel reluctant to let go, even a picture of losing Yin Xun flashed across his mind, and his heart twitched inexplicably pain.

The sound of tick-tock-tick slippers stepping on the ground was made cautiously. Jiang Hansheng looked up, and he could still distinguish Yin Xun's figure in the dark night.

Turning on the light, it was her purple neck that came into view impressively.

Jiang Hansheng's expression changed slightly, showing more regret.

Yin Xun didn't look at Jiang Hansheng, but walked the living room stiffly like a puppet.

She entered the kitchen, heard the sound of kitchen utensils being touched, Jiang Hansheng ran into the kitchen nervously, and glanced at the knives safely placed in the chopsticks kitchen and a water glass in Yin Xun's hand, Jiang Hansheng's heart sank.

She glanced lightly at Jiang Hansheng and walked away from him as if he didn't care.

Yin Xun's throat is burning up to now, and breathing air feels like it is hurting her cavity, she wants to drink a glass of warm water to calm down.

Seeing her standing blankly in the living room, Jiang Hansheng's heart softened again.

Hugging Yin Xun from behind, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Does it still hurt?"

Slowly stroking Yin Xun's neck with his hand, he could clearly feel the slight trembling of the woman in his arms.

Putting down the water glass, Yin Xun walked upstairs slowly.

At the turn of the stairs, Luo Yinxun said to Jiang Hansheng: "You still didn't kill me, Jiang Hansheng, it turns out that a person like you, who is not involved in all kinds of evil, will have weaknesses."

Yin Xun smiled strangely, ironically.

Jiang Hansheng's heart froze for a moment.
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When filming, because of the purple mark on the neck, it affected the development of the plot.

They saw that Yin Xun's people discussed her in private and their words were also unbearable.

"See? The number two female in our group is really good at playing, her neck is turning purple."

"Yes, yes, I have suffered a lot."

"Don't look at people suffering in bed, they make money by 'skill'."