The rise of the country from the entertainment industry

Chapter 70 This knee pillow is probably a beautiful thing (please recommend, please follow up)
While Jiang Li was cooking, he chatted with his book friends, and suddenly a couple popped out to sprinkle dog food, one wife and one husband, making him very tired.

Looking at those single nobles who were happily eating dog food, he smiled helplessly.

Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree.

He looked a little sour, but when he thought of his senior sister, his eyes rolled around.

First, I took a picture of myself cooking in an apron, then turned around and took a picture of my senior sitting on the sofa and petting a dog.

However, only the position below the neck was photographed, and a sentence was attached at the end: "The ordinary daily life of a good man at home and his wife."

Clicking to send caused great harm to the majority of book lovers. There was a moment of silence in the group, and then a sour smell hit the face.

[Operation Officer-Old Zhou]: The tomb thief is so short, yet he still has a wife. I really feel sorry for my sister-in-law.

[Licking dog for licking dog]: Girl, girl, old thief Jie is not a good guy, just yell when you are kidnapped.

[Fox Drinking in the Snow]: Woohoo, the old thief in the tomb actually has a wife, Ye Qingjie!

[Uncle Chong]: Could this be the prototype of the sister next door in the old thief's novel?Damn, let you pretend!
Although these two photos have no heads, it can be seen that one of them is tall and strong, and the other is slim, which arouses envy and jealousy among book friends.

In addition to these sour words, there are also some people who are praising the tomb thief as a winner in life, and he is actually a good man who cooks for his wife.

Then he rushed to the couple of Aite and asked them to take a photo of their home.

It's just two students, there are many photos of eating and drinking, but there are no home photos.

Now the pair of wild mandarin ducks acted like ostriches, no matter how bad the book friends were, they would not come out to show their affection.

Seeing this, Jiang Li smiled with satisfaction, put the phone aside, and began to serve dishes.

What does it mean to brush off your clothes and hide your merits and fame deeply? (Tactical back.jpg)

"Hey, chicken soup is here!"

He held the pot in one hand and the dish in the other, and put it on the dining table while yelling.

The senior sister and the border shepherd "Li Li" looked at the restaurant at the same time, wrinkled their little noses, and ran to the table with a greedy look.

"Slow down, be careful, it's hot."

"Hiss, hiss~"

Shen Ling turned a deaf ear to his junior's words, picked up the spoon and took a sip of the chicken soup, sticking out his tongue from the heat.

"Li Li" under the table was also so greedy that he stuck out his tongue, grabbed Jiang Li's trousers and wagged his tail: "Wow, woof!"

Jiang Li looked at the person and the dog with some amusement, feeling an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Sure enough, compared to cats, senior sister's real personality is actually more like a big dog.

After the two of them had dinner together, Jiang Li suddenly remembered the lap pillow that the pair of wild mandarin ducks had mentioned.

Immediately looking at the senior sister, she didn't shy away from home, so she wore a set of home clothes, and Jiang Li swallowed her saliva with her pair of snow-white plump long legs.

Hiss~ knee pillow, senior sister's knee pillow, I really want to...

He looked at the senior who was playing with the mobile phone over there, and his heart became ruthless. He used all his deductive skills and covered his head exaggeratedly.

"Hiss! No, no, I suddenly have a headache. It may be because I have used my brain too much during this time."

However, Shen Ling just followed suit, and came over worriedly and asked, "Ah? Then, should we go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine, junior!"

"The pharmacy would have been closed by this time."

"Then what should we do?"

Facing the worrying eyes of his senior sister, Jiang Li's conscience ached... Oh yes, he has no conscience.

That's all right, Jiang Li tentatively said:

"I heard that knee pillows can effectively treat headaches, senior sister, you..."

Shen Ling also reacted when she heard the words, and angrily pinched the soft flesh around his junior's waist, gasping for breath from the pain, and quickly explained:
"It hurts, hurts!! Senior, I really didn't lie to you. This is a folk remedy that others told me, and I don't tell ordinary people!"

"Hehe, who told you, call him, the knee pillow cures the headache, what crooked recipes."

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, this little junior didn't say a word of truth, Shen Ling sneered twice, completely disbelieving his words.

But the senior didn't notice the smile on the corner of Jiang Li's mouth at all, he grinned and rubbed his waist, and took out his mobile phone in front of the senior.

"Yo, what is the evil wind that brought you here, third child? It's been a long time since you called me. What's going on today?"

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, with a familiar and resentful tone.

Yes, he called Song Qing whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Jiang Li scratched his hair in embarrassment, since they moved out, they really rarely saw each other.

This meeting treats him as a tool, and because of his thick skin, he blush a little.

But what should be paid back still has to be paid back, Jiang Li squeezed out the shame in his heart, and asked with deep meaning in his tone:
"Ahem, Brother Qing, did you tell me that knee pillows can cure headaches?"

"Ah? When..."

Jiang Li interrupted Song Qing's question, and then added hints:

"It was that time between you and Senior Sister Jiangyue. Think about it carefully, will it be cured immediately?"

Good brother, it was the last time I assisted you in the amusement park, remember?

There was a second of silence on the other end of the phone, and Song Qing came to his senses, suddenly "suddenly realized", and added the details of Jiang Li's so-called "knee pillow therapy".

"...Oh oh oh, I remembered, I played the game all night and had a splitting headache, but Senior Jiang gave me a knee pillow in black silk and gave me a massage, and I was alive and kicking."

Good brother, I remembered, this time it's my turn to assist you, it's all right, don't worry!

"Hahaha, it's good to think about it. The four of us haven't got together for a long time. When you have time, you will bring Senior Sister Jiang Yue and I will bring Senior Sister Shen Ling together."

"Hahaha, okay, okay, let's talk about something!"

The two settled down on the dinner party in tacit understanding, and then Song Qing hung up the phone knowingly.

Jiang Li suppressed the pride in his heart, and made a look of being wronged.

"Sister, look, I said I didn't lie to you!"

Hehehe, hooked! !

You think I am on the second floor and you are on the third floor, but in fact I am already on the fifth floor.

Shen Ling hesitated when he saw this, did he really misunderstand him?
She also knew about the matter between her best friend and Song Qing. She heard that the recent progress was very fast, and Song Qing doted on her very much. Jiang Yue's ears were soft, so maybe she really agreed.

However, knee pillows are not reliable for treating headaches.

"Sister?"

She came back to her senses, thinking it was no big deal, knelt down on the sofa with a blushing face, and then patted her side.

"Why are you standing there, come here!"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Li chuckled, leaning sideways on the senior sister's lap.

Hiss~ Fragrant and soft, this knee pillow is such a beautiful thing!

(End of this chapter)