canary dressed as a disabled villain

Some time ago, Zhuang Jian and Ning Lang were a little over the top, sleeping late in the morning, going out to play with He Zhuo in the afternoon, and coming back from dinner in the evening, the two of them fought fiercely until dawn.

Happy like a fairy.

Recently, I came back to life, working overtime like an ascetic again.

At four o'clock in the morning, he was still sitting in front of the pear wood table that He Zhuo used to use, lowering his head and drawing the manuscripts of jewelry for the female guests at the dinner party.

I lost my pen for a long time, and I was startled when I looked up.

He stared at the pair of amber eyes that made it difficult to look away, frowned slightly, and said angrily, "Didn't you say to go to bed first? When did you sneak over here? Staring at people in the middle of the night, are you intimidating?" ah."

He Zhuo raised his wrist to look at the time, pushed the glazed plate containing the fruit platter towards Zhuang Jianning, and answered honestly, "Two o'clock."

"You..." Zhuang Jianning raised his eyebrows and gave him a sideways glance. As soon as he opened his mouth, He Zhuo swiftly stuffed a piece of watermelon, and the sweet juice overflowed his entire mouth in an instant.

Last night he was drawing pictures and He Zhuo had been making trouble by the side, either intentionally or unintentionally poking his waist and pinching his face, or chatting with him for nothing.

He was so annoyed that he couldn't stand it, coaxed him to the big bed in the bedroom, and ate a navel orange on it. When it was over, he looked at the time, and it was almost two o'clock at night.

I dare say that he went to the study with his front foot, and the man went to cut a plate of fruit, and then he followed him.

He Zhuo drove the wheelchair closer to him, leaned his head to kiss the watermelon juice flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his tone sounded a bit resentful in the night, "I opened the door openly and came in, because you were too focused on drawing pictures , did not see me."

Zhuang Jianning is angry and funny, at first he pretended to be an obedient puppy in front of the old pervert every day, but as a result, the feng shui took turns, and the old pervert turned into a clingy big dog at some point.

He stretched out his hand to pinch He Zhuo's ear, "Then I have to thank you for not coming to bother me."

He Zhuo turned his face sideways, stretched out his ears to screw him, Wen Sheng discussed with Zhuang Jianning, "How much do you have to draw? It's already four o'clock, let's catch up on sleep."

Zhuang Jianning yawned, "There is still a little half left."

The list of sixteen guests for the charity dinner was finalized last week, and he alone took care of the crowns, necklaces, bracelets, earrings and other jewelry for the sixteen people.

The charity banquet was held at the end of July. Excluding the time for the female guests to put forward revisions based on the manuscript, and the time for the factory to make jewelry later, the deadline left for Zhuang Jianning to draw the first draft was quite tight.

But after all, this is the first big order for Zhuo Ning's high-end custom jewelry, no matter how tired Zhuang Jianning is, he will be happy with it.

Mental excitement and psychological satisfaction are far greater than physical fatigue.

He leaned into He Zhuo's arms, with both hands hanging around his neck, buried his head in the socket of He Zhuo's neck, and took a deep breath of the familiar and pleasant sandalwood fragrance on his body.

With a sleepy voice, lazy and blurred, "He Zhuo, I really like this kind of life, doing the job I like, and earning a lot of money."

Most importantly, I also met you.

The beauty is like an illusory dream.Maybe it was all too perfect, Zhuang Jianning suddenly remembered the moment in his previous life when he was hit by a chandelier and passed through a book.

No one knows why it suddenly entered the book, and no one knows whether it will be worn out again at a certain moment.His body in his previous life must have been completely dead, if he wore it out...

He faintly felt a little uneasy, and the strength of hugging He Zhuo was unconsciously a little stronger.

He Zhuo was a little suffocated by him, he hugged him from the chair into his arms, rubbed his lips against the side of his ear for a while, and said with a fond smile, "Little money fan."

The wheelchair drove out of the study, Zhuang Jianning thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and looked up at He Zhuo, "Is there still no news from He Mingda?"

He Zhuo caressed his white and smooth cheeks with his palm, stared at him for a while, frowned and then let go immediately, his tone was as cold as ice, "The day he hears is the day when he is about to die. One day."

Zhuang Jianning naturally believed in He Zhuo's methods and abilities.But until the two fell asleep on the bed, he still pressed himself tightly into He Zhuo's arms.

He Zhuo raised his chin with his hands, and said in a half-teasing, half-coaxing tone, "Baby, do you want it?"

Zhuang Jianning suddenly lowered her head, bit his little finger, ground her teeth vigorously, and glared at him, "Go to sleep."

Ten o'clock tomorrow morning is the opening ceremony of Zhuo Ning Jewelry Company. He doesn't want Chen Mo to look for him all over the world. He is still playing evil and hidden games with He Zhuo on the bed.

"Good night, baby." He Zhuo chuckled lightly, rubbed his chin against the top of Zhuang Jianning's hair, and patted Zhuang Jianning's back with his big palm.

The warmth of the skin and the regular slaps made Zhuang Jianning gradually feel drowsy.I don't know how long it took, he felt that he fell asleep, but he didn't seem to sleep, maybe he had some kind of dream, but the moment he opened his eyes, he didn't remember anything.

There was a little sweat on his body, he twisted his body, looked up at He Zhuo, he was startled again by the suddenness, and the uneasiness came to his heart, "Why don't you sleep? Are you insomnia again?"

The voice is a little hoarse.

Seeing this, He Zhuo sat up a little, brought a glass of water from the bedside table, and brought it to Zhuang Jianning's mouth.

Zhuang Jianning leaned into his arms, drank two sips of water with his hands, and heard He Zhuo's voice unnaturally said in the sound of swallowing, "It's not insomnia, it's just thinking that the baby is going to become Mr. Zhuang. ..."

Seeing He Zhuo paused, Zhuang Jianning pushed the cup away, and when he looked up at him, his heartbeat couldn't stop speeding up, "What's the matter?"

He Zhuo kissed the corner of his mouth, and said seriously: "A little proud, a little excited, and also very happy."

The chairman of a wealthy consortium is actually excited for a small company.

Zhuang Jianning's ears turned red in an instant, her heart was both sweet and embarrassed, "Fuck you."

When I closed my eyes again, I finally fell asleep peacefully.

-

At 09:30 the next morning, as soon as Zhuang Jianning, who was wearing a crisp high-definition suit, got out of the car, he was surrounded by various news media and passionate fans who had been waiting here.

Li Zhu frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.These media have communicated in advance and should not be so unruly.

With a flash of thought, he quickly stood in front of Zhuang Jianning, and the four bodyguards in the car immediately protected Zhuang Jianning firmly in the middle.

But there were too many people at the scene, a reporter's arm passed through Li Zhu's creaking hole, and even almost smashed the microphone in Zhuang Jianning's face.

Soon a reporter asked the first question.

"Congratulations on the opening of Zhuo Ning Jewelry! There are rumors that this Zhuo Ning building worth tens of billions was given to you by a certain boss of Qiucai. The luxurious big screen also celebrates you at the same time. May I ask Mr. Zhuang, do you have any response to the various speculations about the relationship between you and this boss?"

Zhuang Jianning didn't know what He Zhuo was thinking, but from his point of view, if He Mingda was not arrested for a day, He Zhuo's status as a big boss would not be suitable for public disclosure.

Swallowing the words "he is my husband", he glanced over the bodyguards and Li Zhu, and scanned the crowd. He Mingda would definitely not come to kill him in such a crowded place.

Although Zhuang Jianning didn't open his mouth, the reporters managed to catch Zhuang Jianning alive, asking questions one after another.

"Congratulations to Designer Zhuang for being promoted to Mr. Zhuang! As for you, with the title of champion in science, you won the championship and started a company. You have easily achieved things that others may not be able to do in their lifetime. What is your message to the young friends? Did you say that?"

"Mr. Zhuang, many fans and viewers of "It's Beautiful" are more concerned. When will your company's first batch of new products be released?"

All the people who came to join in the show were customers, and it would not be harmful for the newly opened Zhuo Ning Company to be louder, and the problems were all within the controllable range.

With the help of his bodyguards, Li Zhu struggled to fight his way out, and kept repeating the following sentence: "Sorry, please give way first? The celebration is about to start, and we will arrange a special party when the celebration is over." Interview time."

Seeing that he was about to go to the inner hall, Li Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, it's fortunate that Mr. Zhuang didn't become a star, otherwise, with Mr. Zhuang's popularity, this day is really terrible, compared to congratulations Mr.'s assistant is tired.

When Zhuang Jianning saw the people in the inner hall, he immediately stood on tiptoe, smiled and waved in.

There were Jiang Tan and Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Taoyu who was talking to Yuan Ze and Zhang Hao, and the three mentors of "It's Beautiful", Su Yanjun, a master jewelry maker, Long Shi, the editor-in-chief of Bazaar fashion magazine, and Yuan Qing, a well-known designer.

There are even more people who don't know or are not very familiar with. It is estimated that many of them are Chen Mo's classmates and friends.

"Ah! Is that Mrs. Yuan? Mrs. Yuan even came here in person. Hey, that one behind is... An Lan? Why did they come here together?" Someone suddenly shouted, and several reporters from the outer layer came to interview When she didn't reach Zhuang Jianning, she immediately ran towards Mrs. Yuan and An Lan.

Just at this time, another luxury car stopped on the wide parking lot in front of the door. Ji Shuizhi, the mentor of the first season of "It's Beautiful", and Jing Chen, the runner-up of the second season, got out of the car together. Immediately, it attracted several gossip reporters to surround him.

Whether it was the bodyguards, Li Zhu or Zhuang Jianning himself, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Etiquette, who had been waiting by the gate for a long time, saw Zhuang Jianning, and opened the door respectfully while bowing and shouting "Hello Mr. Zhuang".

Just as Zhuang Jianning had stepped into the inner hall, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"What admission ticket! I'm the brother of Zhuang Jianning's husband He Zhuo! Why don't you let me in? Zhuang Jianning is already married, and I love my brother very much, you don't know it!"