canary dressed as a disabled villain

Zhuang Jianning smiled even more, thinking about whether he ate some sweet dish just now, and the aftertaste still left in his chest, nodded and said: "Oh, you are not busy."

The voice seemed to have small wings inserted, floating gently in the air, with a rising tail.

He Zhuo was infected by his emotions, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, calling out in a low voice, "Zhuangzhuang."

Zhuang Jianning leaned back on the wicker chair, held the phone closer to herself, tilted her head, "Huh?"

He Zhuo used his fingertips to trace his lips on the screen of the phone, imagining the touch of a kiss, "Little man, what are you doing?"

Zhuang Jianning slapped the phone on his face, He Zhuo's name reminded him of his declaration in the morning, he bit his lower lip, feeling ashamed.

It was like drinking a peach-flavored soda, and my heart was filled with bubbles.

Just closing his eyes like this, he whispered back: "I'm calling you."

The screen was black.He Zhuo then repeated, "Oh, my little man is calling me."

"Oh." Zhuang Jianning took away the phone, stared at him, and said angrily, "I don't want to tell you anymore."

Looking at the moist peach blossom eyes under the light, He Zhuo's cold and hard heart like iron stone was tickled by the long and soft eyelashes.

He changed the subject in time, "When will the program recorded today be broadcast?"

This seems to be the first time that He Zhuo asked about his specific job.Zhuang Jianning pursed her lips, "Tomorrow at twelve noon."

Seeing that the effect was good, He Zhuo continued: "Do you still have work tomorrow?"

Zhuang Jianning thought for a while, "I'm going to move tomorrow afternoon..."

Family.

Seeing him stop, He Zhuo frowned and asked: "What are you moving?"

It's rare that the atmosphere is so good, Zhuang Jianning decided to wait until he sees He Zhuomian to see the situation and tell him that he has bought a house and has already bought furniture and appliances.

There is a ready-made thing that needs to be reported, "Didn't I film the live broadcast promotion of two kitchen brands yesterday, and they have to move the pots and utensils to their homes tomorrow afternoon, so they can appear in the live broadcast at night."

He Zhuo remembered that Zhuang Jianning had disclosed to his trumpet about buying a house earlier, and stared suspiciously at the person on the phone for several seconds.

Forget it, let alone hiding in a house in the imperial capital, even if he ran to the ends of the earth, he would have to be caught.

In the end, he just shook his head, and gave a helpless chuckle in his pampering, "Little money fan."

He Zhuo's cold face was already extremely handsome, but such a smile is even more sexy and provocative.

Zhuang Jianning hastily looked away, and saw the expensive wrist watch on his wrist, holding the phone in his right hand, raised his left hand and shook it in front of the screen, pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you for the gift, big money fan."

He Zhuo also raised his wrist, revealing the same watch as Zhuang Jianning, and imitated him by shaking it, "Do you like it?"

These four words reminded Zhuang Jianning of the ridiculous incident between the two of them on the coffee table last night. He tugged at the loose cotton shirt on his body, his ears were red as if they were about to bleed, "I don't like it."

He Zhuo raised his eyebrows when he saw that he was suddenly aroused, and asked with interest: "Huh?"

Zhuang Jianning lowered her eyes, seeming to be angry, complaining, or coquettish, and said in a very low voice, "It's all swollen, and it hurts a little... to wear clothes."

Many images quickly flashed before He Zhuo's eyes, some were pink plums, some were pulled and squeezed into various shapes by the lips and tongue, some were red and glistening.

And the little man twisted it lightly with his thin white fingers.

The Adam's apple slid a few times quickly, and he commanded breathlessly: "Pick it up, let me see."

Zhuang Jianning glanced back quickly, and across a tightly closed sliding door, the three people were head to head, discussing something on their mobile phones.

The blush from the tips of her ears gradually spread over her small face, and then spread to her collarbone and chest, her heart almost jumped out of her throat so fast.

He knew that he shouldn't listen to He Zhuo's words and play around with him, but his right hand seemed to move uncontrollably, grabbing the hem of his shirt.

The left hand holding the mobile phone also went down, he didn't dare to look at He Zhuo's face on the screen, and could only stare at the picture on his side in the small frame on the upper right corner.

After the screen flickered a few times, He Zhuo could only see Zhuang Jianning's small white chin, charming collarbone with a hint of pink, a piece of white ironed shirt, and trembling hands tightly clutching the skirt.

The sexy and deep voice coaxed: "The little man is awesome, be good, push up."

Zhuang Jianning was dizzy, her mind went blank, she bit her lower lip, held up her mobile phone, and slowly lifted up her loose white shirt.

The two people saw a touch of red in the white at the same time on the screen.

He Zhuo's breathing was stagnant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost dropped his phone.

The bigger it gets, the more colorful it becomes.

I don't know whether it was suddenly exposed to the slightly cool air, or because of the body's function, it towered high, and the visual effect became more prominent.

In just a flash, all the amorous feelings were covered by the thin fabric again.

Zhuang Jianning suddenly came back to his senses, thinking that he must have been possessed by a goblin just now.

Behind him were his friends through the transparent glass door, and in front of him was the noisy traffic and people's voices, and he flirted with the old pervert in public.

He jumped up from the wicker chair, his face was warm and his heart was beating, his voice trembled slightly, "Well, I, I... I'm going to eat first."

He Zhuo looked through the blinds and glanced at the group of subordinates who were anxiously waiting for him to preside over the meeting in the conference room, took a deep breath twice, and said calmly: "Okay."

Blown by the cool summer night wind, Zhuang Jianning calmed down a little. He Zhuo gave him such an expensive sports car and watch, and he had to return a gift both emotionally and rationally.

He took two steps forward and lay down on the platform, "He Zhuo, do you have a gift you want? But it can't be too expensive."

Lowering his eyes, he explained in a low voice, rather embarrassed: "I don't have that much money now."

He Zhuo's throat tightened, and he said after a while: "Okay, I will tell you what gift I want most in a few days."

After hanging up the phone, the door was opened, and the wheelchair slowly drove into the meeting room.

Seeing He Zhuo coming in, everyone including Li Zhu lowered their heads in panic.

The island project invested by the group of several billion is stuck at a key node, and cannot be advanced, and it is burning money every day it is delayed.

Even the behind-the-scenes bigwig who lived in seclusion came to preside over the overall situation in person.

The boss has led Qiucai to achieve rapid development by leaps and bounds in the past few years, and everyone has learned a lot about his arbitrary and iron-blooded wrists on weekdays.

If this project is yellow, they will have no good fruit to eat.

Just a few minutes after the tense important coordination and deployment meeting, Mr. He, who has always been strict and focused on his work, suddenly grabbed his mobile phone and went to the office in the conference room.

There must be a major problem in some link.

Just when everyone was worried, He Zhuo stopped in the first seat, coughed lightly, and his tense expression relaxed, "It was my lover just now, and I will introduce you to you sometime. Where did you just talk, continue .”

Everyone raised their heads abruptly.

"..."

"???"

"!!!"

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Zhuang Jianning put the phone in his pocket, turned around and opened the sliding door, looked up, and saw three people staring at him together.

He touched his face, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Zhang Hao was still in awe of Zhuang Jianning, so he quickly shook his head, "No."

Jiang Taoyu gave Zhang Hao a disdainful look, lowered his head and poked the green vegetables on the plate in front of him with his chopsticks, and said pointedly: "I can understand how two people have a romantic relationship together, why is this person still in love."

She originally thought that Zhuang Jianning would bring him here with Lao Gong tonight, so that we could meet and get to know each other.

Who knew that Zhuang Jianning actually said that he was on a business trip.

Is there such a coincidence?

Guiltyly, Zhuang Jianning touched her cheek with the back of her hand, it was a little hot.

Pretending to be calm, he walked towards the dining table, and met the prying eyes of Zhang Hao and Yuan Ze, "What are you two doing in front of Xiao Tao?"

Zhang Hao and Yuan Ze glanced at each other. The two had just found out that something was wrong, and were about to ruthlessly stab Zhuang Jianning with the spearhead of torture, when the man continued, "Whatever I do with Lao Gong, I find someone who has no one else. Terrace."

Zhang Hao: "..."

Yuan Ze: "..."

Jiang Taoyu: "..."

Zhang Hao couldn't help it, "Brother Ning, why are you more shameless than me?"

Yuan Ze gently held his waist, "Honey, let's learn more from others."

Zhang Hao pushed him away, "Stay where you are so cool!"

Jiang Taoyu simply couldn't understand why he, who obviously lost weight and didn't eat dinner, went to such an appointment and was stuffed with two mouthfuls of sticky dog ​​food.

She covered her heart, "I know, under the car! I'll go."

Zhang Hao ordered all the special dishes in the store. He and Yuan Ze drank enough water affectionately, and Jiang Taoyu lost weight again, so most of the dishes on the table remained unchanged.

Zhuang Jianning made a phone call and sat down again. Although he didn't feel like he had anything to talk to He Zhuo, he somehow felt better physically and mentally, and he also had an appetite.

While eating heartily, he smiled and listened to the jokes of the three of them, and occasionally glanced at the programs that were playing on the TV.

There are friends around him, his career is on the rise, and he and Zhuo seem to get along more and more harmoniously.These things made Zhuang Jianing very happy.

But the Jing family who are not far away are not in such a state of mind.

Jing's shares, which were in a good situation, were dragged down by the new energy projects, the cash flow was cut off, the assets were insolvent, and it faced bankruptcy overnight.

In the huge villa, the laughter and happiness of the past are gone. Jing Chen and Jing's mother are sitting on the large sofa, and the second issue of "It's Beautiful" is playing on the TV.

Mother Jing didn't even wear makeup, she looked haggard, and she was wearing an expensive purple silk nightgown with disheveled hair, but she didn't look extravagant at all.

She has just turned 40 this year, but she dare not even look in the mirror these days, her hair has turned gray, and the smooth corners of her eyes that she is so proud of are also creases visible to the naked eye.

If the company disappears, her director's wife, upper-class circle, and extravagant life will soon lose her inner face.

His heart was tormented like hundreds of ants were constantly gnawing on him, "Xingchen, quickly ask your father how the talk is going, and can this loan be implemented."

Jing Chen held Mother Jing's arm with one hand, and stroked her back with the other, comfortingly said with lowered eyes: "Mom, it's only past eight o'clock, wait a little longer."

Mother Jing's tears came down again, she hugged Jing Chen and cried: "Xing Chen, is our family really going to end now?"

The phone next to his legs vibrated, and Jing Chen glanced at it and saw that it was a WeChat message from Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan left without saying goodbye that day. Although he called him afterwards to explain that there was something temporary in the studio, Jing Chen still felt a little uncomfortable. .

He was not in a hurry to get his phone, but closed his eyes and sighed annoyedly, "Mom, no. Didn't Dad say that as long as he can get enough loans, the company can come back to life? Take ten thousand steps back , even if the company has some twists and turns, won't I still be at home?"

Jing's mother didn't speak, wiped away her tears, and stared straight at the TV. "It's Beautiful" was being released and Cheng Yan announced the ranking of the design manuscripts, and Zhuang Jianning was actually number one again.

She couldn't help thinking, if she could have predicted that Zhuang Jianning would turn over a new leaf and become better than Xingchen, she shouldn't have married him at will.

After all, having two sons is a little more secure than one.

Jing Chen didn't pay much attention to Jing's mother's unusual emotions, he vaguely heard the sound of a car at the door, he was startled, "Mom, is it my father who is back?"

"Go and have a look." Mother Jing pulled Jing Chen up and hurried to the door.

Seeing that the assistant was supporting Jing's father who had been drinking, the two hurried up to meet him.

Jing's mother grabbed Father Jing's arm, eager to know the result, "Old Jing, has the loan been negotiated yet? Is the company saved?"

Father Jing seemed to be more than ten years old, and he lost all energy.

Caressing his swollen stomach, hiccupped with no gestures, shook his head disheartened, and sighed: "I think that Jing's shares used to be so beautiful, but I didn't expect to end up like this today. After 30 years in Hedong In Hexi for 30 years, these grandchildren who have fallen into trouble will follow in my footsteps one day sooner or later."

Jing's mother's legs went limp and she collapsed on the ground, her tears couldn't stop, "Old Jing, why did you insist on joining that labor project? If the company goes bankrupt, how can I go out to meet people! How will Xingchen survive in the future! "

From the accident in the company to the present, for the loan, Jing's father doesn't know how many people he has put down and how many relationships he has found, no matter if they are better than him or not as good as him, now all of them can trample him under his feet and mock him A few words.

He rubbed his temples with his hands, his voice was hoarse and weak, "Bu Jiangli, who was blowing in my ear every day at that time, saying that the risk is high and the return rate is high. Have you forgotten?"

Seeing that Jing's father and Jing's mother began to accuse each other again, Jing Chen took one hand and said, "Father, mother, and me, as long as the three of us work together, we will definitely be able to make a comeback."