canary dressed as a disabled villain

As a public figure, Cheng Yan has always been cautious in his words and deeds outside, but Mr. Mao's provocation and contempt, with his laziness and laziness, hit him right in the chest.

Zhuang Jianning was supposed to be his, but because of a mistake, he got married. When he thought that Zhuang Jianning slept with another man all day long, and might be taken advantage of by that person, his heart felt like it was on fire. Suffering, she can only comfort herself that Zhuang Jianning cannot have feelings for that disabled old man.

But what is this lawyer Mao?People who can't even get him, let alone others.

He pulled Zhuang Jianning's wrist, and suddenly moved behind him forcefully, taking a step closer to Mao Jun, separating Zhuang Jianning and Mao Jun.

The peaked cap was lifted up, jealousy and resentment shot out from the eyes, "Then try?"

Mao Jun also looked directly at him with slightly playful eyes, and slowly raised his legs and walked half a step closer, the atmosphere was tense for a while.

Although Zhuang Jianning didn't want to admit it, Cheng Yan's repeated abnormal behaviors should be because he had some thoughts about him.

But Mr. Mao belongs to He Zhuo... he is not a friend but he is also an acquaintance. Not only does Mr. Mao know his relationship with He Zhuo, but the few times he and Mr. Mao have met before, they are also close friends, and the other party has never surpassed him. lift.

His movements were faster than his thoughts, and he strode across the process, using his peripheral vision to prevent him from suddenly attacking Mao Jun, while looking at Mao Jun and said: "Lawyer Mao, do you have time to talk? I have something I want to know about you."

Mao Jun made a gesture of shrugging shoulders and spreading hands with Cheng Yan, his lazy expression filled with victory without a fight, then turned his head to look at Zhuang Jianning, and immediately put on a gentle and decent smile, "Of course."

As he turned around, he stretched out his arms to shield Zhuang Jianning's waist weakly, preventing the frantic man from losing control and suddenly rushing forward to make any irrational move.

Cheng Yan looked at the intimate backs of the two, clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Last time it was Chen Mo, this time it was Mao Jun. He didn't know when the next time he would have a private chat with Zhuang Jianning, and he didn't know if there would be other wild men appearing at that time.

All he knew was that he couldn't let Zhuang Jianning go so easily. He took a step forward, grabbed Mao Jun's arm, and blurted out: "Jianning, I'll chase you again..." Okay?

Zhuang Jianning wanted to swear, he would rather spend his whole life awkwardly with the old pervert than have anything to do with this person.

Turning quickly, he was about to give Cheng Yan a slap in the face with his elbow. His eyes met the two men who came out of the men's bathroom. He quickly pressed his elbow down and awkwardly said to one of the shocked men: "Ji Design division."

Downstairs is a bar. Ji Shuizhi drank a few more drinks with some friends. The bathroom of the bar is almost full of people who see each other, touch each other, touch them, and even make love.

He went directly to the bathroom of the coffee shop upstairs in search of cleanliness, but unexpectedly a boy he just met on the table followed him up, broke through the door of the cubicle and entangled him stickily.

Being pure-hearted and ascetic for too long, under the influence of alcohol, and the other person's appearance and figure are not bad, the two hugged and kissed for a long time without knowing why.

The atmosphere was up, but Ji Shuizhi couldn't bear the condition of the bathroom, and walked out with his arms around someone, who never thought that he would bump into such a violent scene at the door, and most of the wine was sober.

Downstairs drinking with him was his old classmate, Wang Hai, the deputy director of "It's Beautiful".

Wang Hai knew that Jing Chen was Ji Shuizhi's junior colleague, so he couldn't hold back when he was too drunk just now, and he accidentally ran into the ambiguous incident between Cheng Yan and the player Jing Chen, and gossiped with Ji Shuizhi all over the place.

Ji Shuizhi let go of his arms around the boy's waist, thinking that Cheng Yan had cast a wide enough net, but since he hadn't done anything good, he could only nod at Zhuang Jianning and Cheng Yan in an awkward manner, "What a coincidence."

Cheng Yan and Ji Shuizhi are both the mentors of the first season of "It's Beautiful". He knows that the other party is a senior of Jing Chen's company, and he also knows that Jing Chen is now deeply in love with him. He doesn't want to and can't bear to let Jing Chen get hurt. .

Letting go of Maojun's arm like an electric shock, his eyes swept over the wet lips of Ji Shuizhi and the boy beside him, as well as the untidy clothes of the two of them, and he understood.

Such a fun-loving person should not talk too much, he winked at Ji Shuizhi and said meaningfully: "It's really a coincidence!"

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating. He took it out and looked at it. Seeing that it was Jing Chen, he pursed his lips and put the phone back in his pocket.

Jing Chen waited in the small box for a long time but did not see Cheng Yan coming back, and no one answered the phone. Worried that Cheng Yan would be surrounded by fans, he picked up his mobile phone and continued to make calls, while quickly walking towards the bathroom.

Other people came in and out of the bathroom one after another. It was not convenient for so many people to block the door, and the current situation was not suitable for small talk.

Zhuang Jianning glanced at Mr. Mao, did not introduce each other, and said to Ji Shuizhi: "Designer Ji, I have something to do with my friend, let's go first."

Ji Shuizhi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Among them, Cheng Yan was probably the only one who wanted to fight. Anyway, Ji Shuizhi had heard his confession just now, and he simply lost his scruples.

Seeing that Zhuang Jianning was about to leave, he stretched out his hand to pull his forearm, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand, took out his phone, and hung up Jing Chen's call, "Jianning, add a WeChat account, so that we can communicate in time if there are any news or changes in the program. "

Seeing this, Ji Shuizhi shook his head, looked away, the boy stuck to him again, shook his arm, and urged in a low voice, "Brother, let's go."

"Okay." He looked up, and just as he took his right leg, a familiar figure in front of the corridor walked towards him quickly.

The washbasin and the men's and women's toilets are in a concave shape. The men's toilet is close to the corridor, and the wall of the women's toilet is close to the corridor.Cheng Yan and Zhuang Jianning were barely standing in each other's blind spot.

Ji Shuizhi glanced at Zhuang Jianing who ignored Cheng Yan and walked forward on his own, and then at Cheng Yan who was still entangled behind Zhuang Jianing, shook off the boy's hand, and called out "Zhuang Jianing" softly. Walk in the direction of the corridor.

Zhuang Jianning heard the unusual rush tone in his voice, suddenly seemed to sense something, braked suddenly, and stopped.

He also stopped Cheng Yan behind him.

Ji Shuizhi walked up to meet him quickly, he didn't know whether it was because of drinking or something else, but he felt his heart beating a little faster for no reason, "Little friend, we meet again, do you remember me?"

Because of Jing Chen's participation in the show, he hasn't officially started working, and the two haven't met since the interview.

Jing Chen stopped, his eyes lit up, and there was surprise in his tone, "Director Ji, why are you here?"

Ji Shuizhi glanced at the mobile phone in his hand, the screen was a call to Cheng Yan, smiled, pinched his thin shoulders with his big palm, and led him to turn around, "I saw Cheng Yan talking to Cheng Yan just now. He may not have time to tell you when the person is gone, let me accompany you down."

Jing Chen obediently was led forward by Ji Shuizhi, he was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, turned his head and looked towards the bathroom, his expression couldn't hide his disappointment, he hung up the phone with an "oh", and put it in his pocket.

Mao Jun smiled at Jing Chen who had turned his head, and turned his head to look at Cheng Yan, whose face was pale and his body was stiff and motionless. There was nothing he didn't understand, and he taunted regretfully: "Tsk, it's a pity that the backyard The fire didn't start! This Ji man likes to meddle in other people's business."

Seeing the fat from his mouth flying away, the boy gritted his teeth and stomped his feet angrily, not reconciled to returning home, and because of his mutual friends with Ji Shuizhi, he couldn't get angry, so he walked towards the corridor resentfully.

Zhuang Jianning patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief. He was in a complicated mood. He regretted that Jing Chen missed the opportunity to see Cheng Yan's true face, but also thanked Ji Shuizhi for his quick response and avoided an embarrassing confrontation.

Seeing Ji Shuizhi and Jing Chen entered the elevator, Mao Jun said to Zhuang Jianning, "Let's go, what do you want to talk about?"

Zhuang Jianning said in a voice that Cheng Yan could hear clearly: "I want to know more about my husband with you."

Cheng Yan was stunned, and the phone started to vibrate again, thinking it was Jing Chen, he was about to answer it with a thought, but found out that it was a message from his manager.

[The big-budget film we talked about just now has a replacement! ]

Jun Mao was not too surprised, and said to Zhuang Jianning, "Okay! I'll take you back."

Zhuang Jianning called Jiang Taoyu and got into Mr. Mao's car.

He remembered the last time when he took Mao Jun's car on a rainy night, he heard him say that He Zhuo was the top scorer in the college entrance examination that year, and Mao Jun was the second.

Before the car started, he asked, "Are you and Mr. He classmates in high school?"

Mao Jun remembered He Zhuo's paranoid paralysis, and said with disgust, "Who is a high school classmate with him." Turning his head to look at Zhuang Jianning, he pursed his lips, and added, "It's in the class next door to high school."

Zhuang Jianning frowned slightly, Mao Jun probably didn't know much about He Zhuo's affairs, "Then Mr. He..."

Mr. Mao slowed down and said: "However, we are in the same class in elementary school and junior high school."

Zhuang Jianning frowned, and unconsciously leaned towards Mao Jun's side.

A lonely little boy with a big schoolbag on his back flashed in his mind. He didn't talk to everyone in the class, and he didn't raise his hand. He only stood up awkwardly and gave the correct answer when the teacher asked questions.

Junior high school is even better, he is tall, good-looking, handsome and good-looking, he must be the most popular among girls in the school, if the young boys and girls who love each other send him love letters and gifts, he will definitely throw them all into the trash can annoyed, saying Maybe there will be a cold face with a handsome face, "Why don't you have anything else to do".

He was amused by the picture he had made up in his brain, and was eager to ask Mr. Mao for confirmation, "Great! Was Mr. He as bad-tempered as he is now when he was a child? Is he not very talkative? Is he particularly withdrawn? Do you have a photo of him when he was young?" Didn't he look very funny when he was a child?"

Mr. Mao gave him a meaningful look, then smiled and said, "Forgot."

Zhuang Jianning felt that Mao Jun was teasing him again as before, so he boldly said "Hello" in a calm manner.

Mao Jun laughed twice, opened the car window, and the refreshing cool breeze of the summer night made people feel comfortable, "Then let me think about it."

Zhuang Jianning reached out to adjust the car music, played a soothing campus folk song, and said cautiously and expectantly: "Brother Jun, think about it."

Mao Jun held the steering wheel with one hand, and gently tapped the car window with the other hand. When recalling the long past, his expression unconsciously became serious, "He was really good-looking when he was young, with a straight back, stubborn and Proud, even wearing the most ordinary clothes, is the one that shines the most in the crowd."

After a pause, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, "But when he was a child, he was not withdrawn at all, he was very good, he had a good temper, and he was easy to bully. I spent his notebooks or books on drawing, and bought him some hamburgers, cokes or other things. If I can coax it well, he will write all my homework by the way."

Zhuang Jianning looked at Mao Jun's expression, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and sensitively grasped the key points in Mao Jun's words.

Judging by Mao Jun's demeanor, he must have been raised by a wealthy family.

Since he and He Zhuo are classmates, it means that both of them must have attended the aristocratic schools in the imperial capital.

Although He Zhuo lost his father since he was a child, why does He Zhuo wear "the most common clothes" for such a big family business?

Mao Jun painted He Zhuo's book, did he want He Zhuo to do his homework for him, or did he want to take the opportunity to buy him food and drink?

Mao Jun looked ahead, still immersed in the memories, "He was very innocent when he was a child. I often lied to him that a teacher or a classmate was looking for him. Every time he stood up stupidly and walked out of the classroom, hahahahaha really It’s so fun and funny.” After laughing a few times, he collected his expression, “But one time I followed him out and found that he was lying on the table in the corridor with a book reading, and he knew that I was lying to him. .”

Zhuang Jianning imagined the scene of the two playing and amused, and asked sullenly, "Then why did he go out?"

Mao Jun raised his eyebrows, "He's teasing me."

Then he "tsk", "After the fourth and fifth grades, he wasn't very fun, and he only cooperated with me occasionally. He didn't like to push and join in the fun anymore. I didn't dislike him because he was a good friend before. In junior high school..." He frowned and paused, "It's like a different person, I was afraid that he would be suffocated to death by himself, so I specially transferred to their poor class."

Zhuang Jianning suddenly raised his eyes, "Did Mr. He not do well in the junior exam?"

Mao Jun: "Well, since the fourth grade, he has been at the bottom of the class every time he takes the exam, including junior high school, junior high school, and senior high school. I went to the experimental class of Imperial High School, and he went to the worst class. Dad also vaccinated me in advance, saying that if I want to transfer another class, my leg will be broken."

Zhuang Jianning asked doubtfully, "Mr. He counts down? Isn't he the number one in the college entrance examination?"

Mao Jun hooked his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he sighed, "Probably just like you, I want to experience the thrill of counterattacking from the bottom one." His voice lowered twice, as if looking for He Zhuo This reason seems to be to comfort myself again, "Perhaps all teenagers in the second year of middle school have such a process of falling ill."

Zhuang Jianning thought of the He family's den of tigers and wolves, and knew that things were definitely not that simple, so he tentatively asked: "Lawyer Mao, does Mr. He have a bad relationship with his family?"

Mao Jun turned his head and asked without answering: "Didn't you call me brother just now, this is Lawyer Mao again?"

Zhuang Jianning pursed her lips, silently watching the lyrics playing on the car screen.

[...The street that is most familiar with you and me is already a place where people go to the sunset. You say that you have no regrets in your youth, including your love for me. You say that time will change, and you make a lifelong promise...]

The car stopped, Zhuang Jianning raised his head, and he got home just like that. He didn't want to call his brother any more, so he simply pretended to be confused: "Lawyer Mao, thank you for telling me so much."

Mao Jun poked his head out, glanced at the lighted room on the second floor, and suddenly said seriously: "I can talk about his affairs, but it is more appropriate for him to tell you about his family's affairs in person." Turning his head Looking at Zhuang Jianning for a long time, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Zhuang Jianning got out of the car and looked at the empty hands, then walked to the cake shop at the gate of the community to buy two small cakes.

When I opened the door, I found Xiao Ning was waiting at the door with slippers and home clothes bowed.

His expression was slightly relaxed, and he actually had the feeling that "it's better at home".

The light in the living room was on, but He Zhuo was not there. He put the small cake on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and went to the balcony to take a look. All the flowers were replaced with new ones. The branches and leaves were luxuriant, and the flowers were like brocades, full of vitality.

The flowers have been changed several times, only the pot of tung flowers is still the original pot.

He took a shower downstairs, changed into soft and comfortable short pajamas, opened the door of the bathroom, and found He Zhuo was waiting at the door in a wheelchair.

Water vapor mixed with the aroma of shower gel came out. He Zhuo looked at the little fox with milky white face and limbs, his eyes were full of smiles, but his face still had that indifferent expression. He drove the wheelchair forward and reached out to hug him Small waist, "Why don't you go up?"

For some reason, Zhuang Jianning felt strange since chatting with Mr. Mao, so she turned sideways to avoid his hand, turned around and went to the restaurant to get something to drink, "Aren't you working?"

He Zhuo was indeed in a meeting, and it was two video conferences with one mind and two tasks. He accumulated all the things in the middle of the year, and he was absent from work for three days.

Boss Qiucai, who has always been known for his calmness and restraint, felt a little overwhelmed when he saw the backlog of work.

Xiao Hei reported that Mr. Zhuang was back, and he hurriedly ended one meeting, and the other sent them to group discussion first.

He Zhuo followed behind to the restaurant, saw the little fox took a cup of yogurt from the refrigerator, took him into his arms unexpectedly when he turned around.

After kneading and kneading, he buried it in his neck and took a few deep breaths. The wet and cool refreshing water vapor mixed with the sweet milky fragrance made people addicted.

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to care in a hoarse voice: "Are you tired?"

Zhuang Jianning sat on his lap and let him move without any reaction. He unscrewed the lid and drank a big mouthful of yogurt, then said softly, "I'm not tired."

He Zhuo hugged him and went to the living room, staring at the white of the little fox's lips and tongue, he swallowed a few times, tried to control his breathing, and was not in a state of mind thinking about words.

After Zhuang Jianning finished drinking a big bottle of yogurt, he snatched the empty bottle and threw it on the coffee table.

The big palm wrapped around the back of the little fox's head, and he opened his mouth to suck his lips in his mouth repeatedly. The yogurt around his lips was licked clean, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to explore the little fox's lips.

Zhuang Jianning pursed her lips tightly, while He Zhuo was not in a hurry, and patiently rubbed her lips with the tip of her tongue for a long time, nibbling, sucking, pulling, licking, and teasing.He also pinched his waist and drew circles.

Zhuang Jianning's body gradually softened, numb and itchy, satisfied and empty, but still clenched his teeth.

He Zhuo stretched out the tip of his tongue to gently sweep his outer gums all over, and then went to explore the space between his teeth.Listening to his humming in a low voice, I felt his trembling.

Covering the small bamboo pole with the other hand, she moved her lips towards the little fox's ear, her deep and hoarse voice was sexy and charming, "Do you want to get caught in the weeds? Husband won't be upset?"

Zhuang Jianning made a promise today, but in fact, he was looking forward to it very much.

But he didn't know what awkwardness he had committed, so he opened He Zhuo's hand, turned his head and bit his shoulder fiercely, "I won't do it with you."