The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

The air fell into a mass of silence.

Lei Nuo looked at Liang Jingzhi's silence, and secretly poked and threw the blade, "And said he wanted to marry Qiansuilan, isn't Qiansuilan's tiger thorn not worthy of being number one?"

Lu Lu chimed in, "It seems that we haven't killed our tiger, and I'm not convinced."

Coast control: "Tsk, you lose if you don't answer."

Jiang Nan laughed lightly, tapped on the table in leisure time, his eyes flashed, and he said to Liang Jingzhi: "Just tell the truth."

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Fo Ling is used to being arrogant.

They are all fateful friendships, and they have a strong sense of belonging and pride for Foling.

The expression on Liang Jingzhi's face was lazy again, and became a bit solemn.

He could pay other things to please the tiger thorn, but he couldn't bow his head to the tiger thorn on behalf of Fo Ling in front of so many brothers.

Although he is Fo Ling's boss.

But Foya belongs to everyone.

Liang Jingzhi opened his mouth,

The thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard Liang Jingzhi's voice, as if falling from mid-air, with a resounding sound,

"Fo Ling, number one."

The sleeping strings in my mind seem to be waved instantly, playing their beautiful notes.

Fo Ling's subordinates who came with Liang Jingzhi shouted directly: "Buddha's son is like Ling, there is no competition."

Lei Nuo picked his ears, tightened his fingers, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "You're shouting slogans on the territory of our tiger thorn."

"Boss, who do you think is the number one." Lei Nuo turned his head to Jiang and muttered, his emotions full of desire to win and lose did not restrain himself.

Jiang Nan's exquisite facial features are half-lit and half-dark, but there is an aura of looking down on the world.

It was almost on par with Liang Jingzhi.

Jiang Nan raised his eyelids and said lightly, "Tiger thorn."

A few seconds later, the eyes of everyone on the tiger thorn raised up inch by inch, with awe-inspiring momentum, "Pull out the thorn from the tiger's mouth, and I will win alone."

The two parties were on par with each other, after shouting at each other three times.

Suddenly they all laughed out loud.

Coast Control, Lei Nuo, and Lu Lu looked at each other, paused for a few seconds, and smiled a little.

Chu Wenzhou, Liang Yu, Liang Feng, Liang Lei and others also laughed.

A tacit understanding is self-evident.

There are many kinds of feelings in the world.

Love, affection, friendship.

In many cases, it is difficult to choose between the palm of the hand and the back of the hand.

If it was a simple test of their tiger thorns, and they didn't even violate each other's interests, Liang Jingzhi chose to put the brothers who were in the same boat through thick and thin on the edge for Jiang Nan.

It is very likely that one day in the future, Jiang Nan will also be put on the edge.

"Congratulations, Mr. Liang, for passing our test." There was a bright light in the bank control's eyes, "Qian Suilan is your partner and our boss. We will always be behind her."

Liang Jingzhi stepped forward, held Jiang Nan's hand, and hummed softly in a low voice, "There will also be Fo Ling behind her."

"Ouch."

Renault lifted the corners of his eyes, and there was a half-smile in his eyes,

"That's what I said. Don't worry, you will be considered half of our Tiger Thorns in the future, and our Tiger Thorns are not so stingy that we ignore our own people."

Jiang Nan carelessly hooked Liang Jingzhi's palm.

Two people fall in love.

And fall in love under the witness of the two organizations.

It feels very different.

Not annoying, but happy.

Chu Wenzhou stood with his hands on his hips, and stood by the side, whistling, "You keep calling and talking, where do you put this dowry? Do you have food?"

The shore control stared at Chu Wenzhou, feeling a sense of competition.

She took Lu Lu's hand.

Smiling politely, "Of course there is food, the visitor is a guest, please take a seat."

----

Huci and Foling sat at the same table for the first time to eat.

Although you can't fight anymore, you can still bicker.

"Let me tell you, your tiger thorn skills are really bad. Hitting you is like scratching an itch."

"Your Buddha Ling's information network is as fragile as a piece of paper, we poke holes every time, every time we poke holes..."

"Three months ago, did you lose a batch of goods, did you get angry? Oh, we, Fo Ling, thought it belonged to some small organization, so we bullied others. I'm really sorry."

"If you like to pick up trash, pick it up."

……

Liang Jingzhi and Jiang Nan sat together.

The two people were directly quarreled until their ears hurt.

The two made an excuse casually, and both left.

"This is your room?" Liang Jingzhi, who had been drunk a lot, sank lazily on the sofa at this moment, "It's quite pink."

Pink wallpaper, pink princess bed, even the curtains are pink.

Mentioning this incident gave Jiang Nan a headache, "After Renault knew my real age, he renovated it. His aesthetics are very..."

Jiang Nan tilted his head and thought of an adjective.

"Very perverted."

Liang Jingzhi chuckled, "He treats you very well."

Jiang Nan couldn't deny it.

"If today's result is not good, what are you going to do?" Jiang Nan asked.

"If it's not good..." Liang Jingzhi unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, the neckline was loose, and he stretched out one leg. When the light and shadow fell half sideways on his jaw line, there was an inexplicable sense of melancholy, "Then I I can only consider stealing people."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Liang Jingzhi's pupils were dark, "Fortunately, the result is good."

Jiang Nan took a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it slowly twice, "Why do I think you are very sorry."

"No." Liang Jingzhi lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Although there is no way to steal someone, you can still cheat."

Jiang Nan: "..."

No one can control this rascal.

Ok.

As a responsible person, she has to be responsible for the hooligans.

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the other side.

Chu Wenzhou's eyes kept falling on Ankong's body vaguely.

With temptation, with scrutiny.

Also with a bit of unwillingness.

Chu Wenzhou took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, turned slightly sideways towards the bank and said, "Go out and have a chat?"

Bank Control raised his eyes, nodded, and walked out with Chu Wenzhou.

The two walked to the roof.

The wind on the roof was very strong, and the corners of the clothes were bulging, and the wind was blowing in my ears.

Chu Wenzhou shook the cigarette case, and flicked his fingers lightly, signaling for shore control.

Shore Control shook his head, his expression cold and indifferent, "Sorry, I don't smoke."

When Chu Wenzhou thought of something, the color of the bottom of his eyes was a little dark.

After a few seconds, he put the cigarette back in his pocket.

"Are you with bladderwort?" Chu Wenzhou asked pretending to be nonchalant.

The corners of Bank Control's lips slowly curled up, and a smile filled the depths of his pupils, "Well, it's as gluey as paint."

Chu Wenzhou bit his back molars and squeezed his fist.

Because of the blowing of the wind, the hair was a little broken and swayed, looking a little tired.

"Have you ever thought that maybe she doesn't really like you." Chu Wenzhou's voice was a little hoarse, "Her acting skills are too good."

Fortunately, he easily lied to her.

So good, it sinks easily.

half an hour.

Bank Control suddenly laughed twice, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was quite flat, "Only those who can't get it will think blindly."

Chu Wenzhou: "..."