Actor's special move two hundred and five

After Jiang Luoqing finished speaking, he tossed off his windbreaker, turned around and left.

"What does he mean?" Qu Ruolang, who was chilled by Jiang Luoqing's laughter, asked Qu Yi timidly.

Qu Yi was also in a panic, because although Jiang Luoqing was not very reliable, he was a real good money owner and lover, gentle, considerate and generous. If he hadn't known that Jiang Luoqing had hired too many celebrities before, Qu Yi would have fallen in love with him up.

"How do I know..." Qu Yi lacked confidence, rolled her eyes, and the blood of gossip ignited again, and asked curiously: "What did you mean just now?"

"What do you mean?" Qu Ruolang frowned.

Qu Yi blinked, "That's... that! The matter of stepping on Jiang Dong's ass to get to the top."

Qu Ruolang looked around vigilantly, his face turned cold, he straightened his collar, and said proudly: "None of your business!" After speaking, he turned and left with his head held high.

The little girl Pao Quyi curled her lips, feeling so sad!The good donor was robbed, and he hadn't had time to ask Jiang Luoqing for a leading role in a movie.

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That night, Meng Siming was sitting on the sofa with Feng Xing in his arms, watching "Natural Kitchen" with gusto. Feng Xing tried his best to explain his approach the whole time, but Meng Siming couldn't help complaining while watching.

"How stupid are you? Is Qu Ruolang helping you? He's obviously teasing you...you help him pick up firewood? What's wrong with your brain?" Meng Siming couldn't stop his heart angry.

"Sister Gu told me. She said that she wanted me to have a good relationship with everyone. You see that brother Wang Yang is still sending you jokes every day..." Feng Xing argued not convinced.

Meng Siming frowned at him, and was about to say something when there was a rude knock on the door.

Feng Xing was startled, and subconsciously shrank into Meng Siming's arms, "It's so late, who is it?"

Meng Siming frowned, because he knew that this way of knocking on the door would not have anyone other than Jiang Luoqing, that reckless man!

"Leave him alone and let him go crazy." Meng Siming hugged him, "Just pretend we're not at home."

Feng Xing glanced nervously at the direction of the door, and asked mentally: "The thief saw that no one was at home, so he wanted to break in...?"

"Which thief have you ever seen knock on the door before entering?" Meng Siming pinched his face and said angrily.

Feng Xing groaned a few times and didn't dare to speak. The force of knocking on the door made him not only a thief but also a robber, yet Meng Siming was still so calm.

Outside the door, Jiang Luoqing smashed the door for a long time but couldn't get any response, so he had to bend down in desperation and dig out the spare key to open the door.

Feng Xing trembled in fright when he heard the sound of the door being opened, "Brother Ming! Someone has come in! I told you a long time ago not to leave the key at the door casually, or you will be attacked by thieves."

"Hush!" Meng Siming blocked Feng Xing's mouth.He was going to die of anger, why Jiang Luoqing was so lingering, it was rare for him to have time to rest and relax, and Jiang Luoqing came to disturb him.

Feng Xing huddled in Meng Siming's arms, covered his mouth and looked at the door nervously, planning to protect Meng Siming immediately if any gangsters rushed in, he was very boyfriend-like!

"Why didn't you open the door for me when you were all at home!" Jiang Luoqing shouted angrily as soon as he opened the door.

Meng Siming looked at him expressionlessly, and said coldly: "The reason I didn't open the door for you is to tell you to get lost, and you still come in licking your face?"

Jiang Luoqing was choked by Meng Siming, and he was about to explode with anger, and seeing Feng Xing nestled in Meng Siming's arms, the two of them looked so sweet, his anger almost burst out.

"Can you two pay attention to the influence? What does the cuddling look like at night?" Jiang Luoqing came over and sat on the edge of the sofa to deliberately find fault.

Feng Xing pushed Meng Siming's hand away, and defended dissatisfiedly: "We're staying at our own home, why can't we kiss and hug each other?"

Feng Xing felt that Jiang Luoqing was probably ill, and he liked to pester Meng Siming without telling him, and would come to him every now and then.

"That's right!" Meng Siming was overjoyed when he heard Feng Xing say that, and kissed Feng Xing's cheek resoundingly.

Jiang Luoqing felt a headache... Holding his forehead, he said, "Give me a way to survive, I'm about to die of anger."

Jiang Luoqing felt that since he got involved with Qu Ruolang, everything was wrong. The domineering president male god in the web drama became a small worker who moved the table for the crew. Not only was he annoying, but he also spread rumors everywhere that he had slept with him .

He felt that he would be ashamed to see Qu Yi in this life. Jiang Luoqing, who was usually generous, couldn't even give a parting gift this time.

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Siming felt that his mood was not right.

Jiang Luoqing took a deep breath and said viciously, "I want to kill someone!"

Feng Xing trembled all over, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Meng Siming also felt that Jiang Luoqing might have something important to say, so he nodded and let go of Feng Xing, "Go, don't watch "The Domineering President Gently Kiss" under the covers!"

Feng Xing nodded obediently, looked at Jiang Luoqing in fear, and ran upstairs in a hurry.

When Jiang Luoqing heard the words "The Domineering President Gently Kiss", his whole body trembled again, his fists clenching loudly.

"Come on, what's the matter? You've even started the underworld business now? Do you dare to kill people?" Meng Siming was incredulous.

Jiang Luoqing is quite business-minded. Although Meng Siming gave him the idea of ​​investing in film and television at the time, after he took a fancy to this deal, Jiang Luoqing also became a gold medal producer in the circle, and Famous Films also It has a great reputation and produced many high-quality goods.

"If I dare to kill, will I still come to you?" Jiang Luoqing gave him an unhappy look.

"What's the matter?" Meng Siming was also a little anxious. Jiang Luoqing had always had a strong control over things, and there were very few times when he was so miserable.

"There's a bastard who told people everywhere that he'd put me to sleep!" Jiang Luoqing's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

"..." Meng Siming's nervousness disappeared instantly. He turned off the TV, stood up and said coldly, "Remember to lock the door when you leave. Don't stay here again. I'm going to sleep."

"Do you have humanity? I'm your brother!" Jiang Luoqing blew his beard and stared.

Meng Siming stopped and turned to look at him, and said impatiently, "Then what do you want from me? For this kind of thing, you can either sleep back or scold him. Can I fight for you!"

What's so great about my brother? He ran to other people's houses at night to pretend to be aggressive!

"How could I do those low-level things?" Jiang Luoqing sat up straight, patting the expensive suit jacket with a proud face.

Meng Siming yawned and watched him calmly continue to pretend.

"I was thinking, since you are familiar with him and have a bad stomach, can you find me a more advanced way of revenge?" Jiang Luoqing asked thoughtfully.

Meng Siming, who is "full of bad water": ...

"What's your expression?" Jiang Luoqing looked at him unhappy.

"...I was wondering if I should break off relations with you." Meng Siming said coldly.

"Do you have any advanced methods to deal with Qu Ruolang? At least you have been together for a few years." Jiang Luoqing asked eagerly, regardless of him.

"Who?" Meng Siming was incredulous.

"Qu Ruolang."

Meng Siming remembered watching Qu Ruolang holding Jiang Luoqing and talking affectionately by the pool, and always felt that Jiang Luoqing was trying to cover up.

"How do you take revenge on him?" Meng Siming asked.

"It's the kind of method that makes his life worse than death, puts huge psychological pressure on him, and severely tortures his heart, body, and body!" Jiang Luoqing gritted his teeth.

Meng Siming looked at him, his eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Qu Ruolang wants to be popular and crazy, and he is very jealous. When he participates in the competition, he will be jealous of his better grades. If he seizes the opportunity, he will do it." For once, if you really want to make him feel bad..." Meng Siming paused, and then said: "Anyway, he's about to terminate his contract, so you can go to the brokerage company to buy him, and take him with you every day as a follower, going in and out of there specially. For high-level activities in the circle, in front of people who are more popular than him, just slap him in the face hard, and within three days, he will go back to his hometown crying."

Meng Siming gave Jiang Luoqing vicious advice.

Jiang Luoqing froze for a moment, thought for a while, and felt that this was a good idea. Bringing Qu Ruolang by his side would also prevent him from going out and talking nonsense and insulting his reputation.

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