The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

The chief director was a little impatient at first, but the more he listened, his brows became more wrinkled, and his eyes kept sweeping towards Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang Zhuo's position was far away from the crowd, he stood there casually and calmly, his slender and handsome figure just stood casually, which was enough to please the eyes.

Ci Yan just walked in and saw such a scene, he raised his eyes almost invisibly.

——Should I say that I have a relationship with this uncle, or should I say that I can see this uncle everywhere?

It was also a coincidence to see it twice a day.

Ci Yan's eyes fell on Jiang Zhuo's side face who seemed to be distracted, and he couldn't help pulling his lips lightly.

A little joy was fleeting in the boy's cold eyes.

Ci Yan stretched her long legs and walked towards the center of the studio.

His appearance caused low restlessness and suppressed screams from everyone around him.

Jiang Zhuo was attracted by the voice and looked over, then pursed his lips instantly.

How can I see this guy everywhere?

Resisting the urge to pretend not to see, Jiang Zhuo tried his best to pretend to be looking at a stranger, and glanced at Ci Yan for a while.

When the chief director saw Ci Yan coming, he smiled instantly and greeted him to sit down.

This is a menacing new top player, and letting him play the male lead undoubtedly has a box office guarantee.

As for the person he was very satisfied with just now...

The chief director looked at Jiang Zhuo, shook his head and said, "It's still not good, let's go next."

The change in attitude before and after made many people unresponsive.

Jiang Zhuo nodded without any surprise, and hummed.

The one who tripped him up was either Xin Yue or his mission goal, so he resigned.

……

Seeing Jiang Zhuo leave the scene, it took several seconds for Ci Yan to look back, he turned his head to look at the chief director, and spoke.

……

night.

Back to the small bungalow where Ci Yan lived alone.

After Jiang Zhuo took a shower, Ci Yan pressed him on the carpet in the living room and did it hard once.

The snow-white carpet is as soft as clouds, but the dark mahogany floor under the carpet is extremely hard.

Once down, Jiang Zhuo was already exhausted.

He was lazily lying on the carpet with his eyes closed, his bright red lips were slightly parted, and his chest was still heaving.

Ci Yan took advantage of the situation and sat down, flicked his half-closed bathrobe with her beautiful slender fingers, lowered her eyes and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Uncle, please, this is just the beginning."

Jiang Zhuo didn't want to answer.

Ci Yan didn't open his mouth anymore, he just caressed Jiang Zhuo's nose with his fingers all the way down with great interest.

"Itch, don't touch me like this." Jiang Zhuo looked away and frowned slightly.

Ci Yan still went his own way, ignoring his opinion, Jiang Zhuo gritted his teeth.

After a while, when Ci Yan covered his body again, Jiang Zhuo stretched out his hand to support him and said, "Which movie did you participate in?"

"Well, haven't you watched the news?" Ci Yan said casually, holding his wrist, pressing it on the carpet beside him, and leaning over.

"... I didn't see it." Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but tense up as the young man kissed his neck tightly.

"But I didn't know you would audition for the male lead." Ci Yan bit his earlobe and said.

"Really." Jiang Zhuo said.

There is no need for Ci Yan to lie to him.That should be Xinyue hindering him.

Without a job, not to mention the operation fee, life will become a problem in the future.

Jiang Zhuo frowned, looked at Ci Yan and said, "Can I return the money you gave me and exchange it for something else?"

Hearing the words, Ci Yan bit his collarbone, rolled his tongue, saw Jiang Zhuo's blushing ears and slightly curled fingers, and answered the wrong question:

"You were thinking about such boring questions just now?"

"……answer me."

"No." Ci Yan answered neatly.

He raised his long black eyelashes, and said in a low and charming voice: "I don't need money, uncle, consider exchanging it with me."