Substitute for the little ancestor

The unsavory words became more and more presumptuous, Luo Yinxun passed by them and paused for a moment, she saw their looking up and the derogatory smiles hidden in their eyes.

Luo Yinxun threw the script on the ground and left blatantly.

When he arrived in Canglang, Jiang Hansheng had just returned from a meeting.

When I entered the room, I saw Yin Xun sitting on the sofa.

"The past two days have been quite busy."

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Hansheng's mouth, and when he got closer, he realized that the expression on the woman's face was not very good.

"What's wrong? Someone bullied you?"

Jiang Hansheng sat beside Yin Xun and embraced her.

"Yeah, I was bullied."

Jiang Hansheng's eyes darkened: "Tell me, who is that person?"

"Jiang Hansheng."

The hand of the man pouring tea paused, and he raised a smile on his face.

Changing the topic, Jiang Hansheng asked Yin Xun: "Is today's filming finished?"

"No shot."

Jiang Hansheng handed the tea to Yin Xun, but she coldly pushed it away.

"I'm still being bullied. I don't see you like this on weekdays."

After speaking, he stood up and called Xiao Zuo.

"Help me find out who offended Yinyin today."

Luo Yinxun also stood up: "Can you please stop making trouble."

Jiang Hansheng raised his eyes, and he turned around: "Aren't you angry?"

"Not angry."

"Really?"

"Ah."

The haze on Yin Xun's face swept away, Jiang Hansheng took her hand, stretched out his free hand to touch Yin Xun's belly: "I've been busy for a long time, are you hungry?"

Yin Xun nodded.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

It was the food stall that I ate for the first time.

The manager inside was very familiar with Jiang Hansheng, and greeted him with a smile as soon as he entered the door.

Jiang Hansheng has also figured out Yin Xun's taste in the past few days. He doesn't eat seafood but can eat shrimp. He doesn't like spicy food but can accept hot and sour potato shreds.

According to her habit, Jiang Hansheng ordered a table of dishes.

"Jiang Hansheng, it's too wasteful for you to do this."

"Call me A Ling."

"?"

"My baby name."

Yin Xun suddenly became interested: "Why are you thinking of telling me your nickname?"

"Because I want to."

"..."

Jiang Hansheng is very busy, and Yin Xun knew it from the moment he contacted him, and now his cell phone rang again.

Glancing at the screen, he chose to put the phone aside, Yin Xun guessed it was probably an unimportant call.

The first call hung up, and the second call came up again, Yin Xun lost his patience: "Go ahead, it's noisy."

"I don't want to take it."

"You don't pick me up."

Yin Xun spoke in a fit of anger, but Jiang Hansheng really pushed the phone over. It was a string of unfamiliar phone numbers without even a note.

Yin Xun hesitated for a while, then pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Jiang, Binglan is still making trouble. Her condition has been unstable for the past few days. She ran out of the hospital to look for you."

Ice orchid?

Yin Xun rolled her eyes: "Jiang Hansheng is tired and fell asleep on the bed, please call later."

"who are you?"

"Well, I'm your President Jiang's favorite woman."

Yin Xun went to see Jiang Hansheng, she smiled charmingly, saw the man's Adam's apple rolled, Luo Yinxun hung up the phone.

Jiang Hansheng pulled Yin Xun over: "The woman you love the most?"

"uh-huh."

Jiang Han was born with a condensed family, and there was a trace of joy in his affectionate eyes.

The dishes came up one after another, Luo Yinxun had a small appetite, and lost his appetite after two mouthfuls, Jiang Hansheng was not bothered, he patiently went to serve Yinxun one bite at a time.

Standing aside, Xiao Zuo's eyes dropped from shock, this was definitely not the Jiang Hansheng he knew.

"Eat more, look how thin you are."

When he said this, Jiang Hansheng looked down to see where Yin Xun was flat.

"How can you blame me for being thin, it's Master Jiang, you are incompetent."

Jiang Hansheng couldn't hold back the provocative words, he looked at Yin Xun with warm eyes, and restrained himself, he said to Yin Xun in a low voice: "Yin Yin."

There is a smile in his eyes.

The star-rated rooms are large, with their own bathrooms and toilets, and Jiang Hansheng has a top-level suite.

Yin Xun was not afraid to back down, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Jiang Hansheng's neck: "Then why don't you try?"

Fingers draw circles on his chest.

This damned woman always seduces him with infinitely small details...

Jiang Han was so full that he wiped Yin Xun clean.

On the way out, he was hugged by Jiang Hansheng.

Lying in Jiang Hansheng's arms, Yin Xun was so tired that he was so tired that he vaguely asked the question in his heart: "Jiang Hansheng, how do you usually recover your strength? Teach me."

The man bowed his head in silence, the love in his eyes was even more serious.

He once wanted to see some tenderness and love in Yin Xun's eyes after the lingering, but he couldn't find any emotion except tiredness.

*
Yin Xun was injured in a TV show on Sunday.

The director was specially questioned by Jiang Hansheng, and when he came out of the office, Lin Xiangdong's legs were shaking.

It was true that Yin Xun fell down due to accidental props, and it was not human-made. The on-site monitoring has been investigated repeatedly, and after vigilance ruled it out, Jiang Hansheng went to the hospital to see Yin Xun.

Seeing the woman lying on the hospital bed with her calves and arms, Jiang Hansheng's eyes were about to overflow with distress.

"Why are you so careless?"

He whispered, his good-looking brows and eyes were about to wrinkle together.

"Action scenes, it's normal."

Jiang Han was dissatisfied: "Why don't you use a substitute?"

"I don't want to."

Jiang Hansheng sighed helplessly.

"This drama is finished, so we don't want to shoot it later."

Yin Xun laughed: "Why, you support me when I stop filming?"

Jiang Hansheng nodded with rare seriousness in his eyes: "Of course, otherwise, who do you want to raise?"

Being stabbed at the laughing point, Yin Xun giggled non-stop: "You men, the best lie is that I raised you. This sentence has hurt so many women."

Luo Yinxun didn't believe him, and Jiang Hansheng's eyes darkened: "What I said is true."

"Okay, I believe in you." A very brisk sentence was carried by her, and then she turned her head to look out the window.

This is what a woman looks like in a perfunctory manner.

Jiang Hansheng has nothing to do with her, she doesn't believe him, and he can't force Yin Xun to believe her.

Check the cold water and unfinished leftovers on the table: "How can you hurt yourself if you just eat these?"

"It's just a small injury, I'm not that hypocritical."

Luo Yinxun is really not that hypocritical, Jiang Hansheng went to the Drum Tower for two days and then Luo Yinxun was discharged from the hospital without authorization.

He came back in a hurry after being notified by the hospital.

Seeing Luo Yinxun sitting on the sun lounger in the yard outside, Jiang Hansheng's expression was gloomy: "Whose permission has been given to come back?"

Yin Xun leaned on the chair and stood up to hug Jiang Hansheng, but when he avoided him, she continued to hug him, and pressed against him tightly to feel the temperature in his arms and the familiar sandalwood on his body, Luo Yinxun comforted him softly: " Don't be angry, look at me, I'm not doing well."

The anger in Jiang Hansheng's heart disappeared somehow, no matter how much helplessness he felt, he sighed verbally, and he raised his hand to stroke her hair: "You, you are always disobedient."