Brothers want to take me solo every day

It took Ji Ningzhi a long time to calm down the frightened little heart, and the original drowsiness disappeared because of seeing a bunch of strange things.

He hugged Luo Xiaohei and looked at Jiang Qun, who was holding the steering wheel very calmly, in bewilderment, rubbed his eyes, and reconfirmed that he had read correctly just now.

Ji Ningzhi realized belatedly, "..." Me, did I get into a thief's car?

Jiang Qun saw from the rearview mirror that Ji Ningzhi's chin was buried in the soft pillow, only showing a pair of shy eyes, and suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing for Ji Ningzhi to find something.

Jiang Qun thought lightly, anyway, he already hated himself very much, so it doesn't matter if he makes people have a bad impression.

Instead of boiling the frog in warm water like He Zhiyan, and letting the frog run away, it is better to show yourself in front of him and let him understand that this is the kind of person he is.

He should even be somewhat satisfied that Ji Ningzhi did not show disgust or rejection.

For the next hour, the car was so quiet that no one spoke. Ji Ningzhi pinched Luo Xiaohei's ear and stared out the window in a daze. Looking at the increasingly remote scenery, he thought about the possibility of jumping out of the car and running away. sex.

Fortunately, Jiang Qun didn't take him to other strange places.

In the outskirts of Haicheng, there is a group of villas here. The car drives along the gentle winding mountain road, and the scenery of this piece of scenery can be seen along the way.

Although the environment here is very good, with mountains and water, but it is too far away from the central business circle of Haicheng, only the elderly will choose to live here.

Jiang Qun didn't like it here and never lived here, but Jiang Minglai liked it.

Jiang Minglai is a little superstitious. He once invited Mr. Fengshui to visit this area. The godly Mr. Fengshui exaggerated the good Fengshui after receiving the money. Jiang Ming believed it to be true. Here, isolation from the world does not matter.

For a period of time, his energy was indeed improved, but these days he was not so good, so he invited some nurses and doctors to come to the house.

Ji Ningzhi got out of the car, Jiang Qun went to park the car, and he stood outside waiting for him.

After a while, Jiang Qun came back. He covered his mouth with a thick mask and coughed a few times, then whispered to Ji Ningzhi, "Let's go."

"Jiang Minglai lives here alone, and my other family members live in other provinces," Jiang Qun didn't talk much about his family, but explained it briefly to Ji Ningzhi.

Ji Ningzhi always felt a little uncomfortable, so he nodded.

Jiang's nurse was very surprised by Jiang Qun's arrival at this time, "Mr. Jiang?"

The 40-year-old woman with an ordinary face looked at Ji Ningzhi timidly. Ji Ningzhi was a little embarrassed by her look, Jiang Qun frowned, and the woman quickly looked away in fright.

This nurse was hired by Jiang Minglai. Jiang Qun thought she was a bit stupid, but Jiang Minglai insisted on hiring her. He asked patiently, "Where is Jiang Minglai?"

The woman looked at Ji Ningzhi a little dumbfounded, and then stammered, "Oh...oh! Mr. Jiang is sleeping upstairs."

"Let's go," Jiang Qun turned to Ji Ningzhi.

Ji Ningzhi nodded.

When going upstairs, Ji Ningzhi glanced downstairs casually, and found that the woman was still looking up at him blankly, he looked away uncomfortably.

Ji Ningzhi scratched his cheek with his fingers, "Why does that auntie keep staring at me?" Could it be that he was recognized?

Jiang Qun glanced at him indifferently, "It's strange that others don't stare at you."

He lowered his eyes, his tone was serious, and he couldn't hear the slightest joke, "I probably haven't seen a fairy before."

Just like the memory engraved in Jiang Qun's mind when he saw Ji Ningzhi for the first time, even though it has been a few years, he has not forgotten Ji Ningzhi's ignorant eyes.

Ji Ningzhi, "..."

As soon as I went up to the quiet second floor, I heard the sound of wheels rolling. A man in his 40s with a hunched back was struggling to steer the electric wheelchair around the second floor.

Hearing the sound, when he looked up to see Ji Ningzhi, there was no surprise on Gujing Wubo's face.

The wheelchair stopped, Jiang Minglai looked at Ji Ningzhi from afar, smiled kindly, his voice was rough and hoarse, "I had a hunch that you would come."

When Ji Ningzhi terminated the contract with Chaoxing a year ago, he talked with Jiang Minglai in his office. At that time, although Jiang Minglai was already in a wheelchair, he was full of anger and had a ruddy complexion, not like someone who was sick.

Now his hair is thinning, and he looks like an old man. Although he tidies up very neatly, he can see the temperament of his youth.

His cloudy eyes seemed to be a pool of stagnant water, only when he saw Ji Ningzhi did he have some light.

Ji Ningzhi had a sore nose, he called out, "Mr. Jiang."

"Are you going to cry again? Kid," Jiang Minglai slowly raised his hand and waved at him.

He glanced at Jiang Qun lightly, turned around, and said with his back to them, "Come talk in the room."

Ji Ningzhi brought fruit baskets and flowers. Jiang Minglai has received a lot recently, and he glanced at them and threw them aside with disinterest. "I'm a dying person, so I don't need these things."

Hearing what he said, Ji Ningzhi wanted to cry even more, and it was hard to hold back the tears.

Ji Ningzhi still remembers the first words Jiang Minglai said when he saw him, "I'm sorry, kid, my son has caused you trouble."

Unlike the superior or Ji Ningzhi's boss, he was very sincere when he apologized. It was a father who learned about his son Jiang Qun's control over Ji Ningzhi, and was sincerely sorry for Ji Ningzhi's troubles.

Ji Ningzhi respected Jiang Minglai very much. In his eyes, Jiang Minglai took care of him like his father.Although he hated Jiang Qun at that time, he couldn't vent his anger on Jiang Minglai.

The man probably wanted to drink water, but his hands were shaking when he picked up the water glass. Some water spilled out of the glass and wet the blanket covering his legs.

In an instant, Ji Ningzhi's eyes turned red, "Mr. Jiang..."

"What?" Jiang Minglai put down his cup.

He was very peaceful, and he didn't complain about the fact that he couldn't even hold a glass of water. Instead, he cared about Ji Ningzhi in a gentle tone, "Did Jiang Qun pester you again? Tell me if you have any grievances."

"No," Ji Ningzhi shook his head vigorously, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Hehe, I have paid attention to your recent development. It seems that letting you terminate the contract with Chaoxing was a very correct decision." The man drove the wheelchair to get an apple for him, "Do you want to eat it?"

Ji Ningzhi held the apple Jiang Minglai gave him in his palm.

"If I had met you in Chaoxing earlier at that time, it probably wouldn't have delayed you so long," Jiang Minglai crossed his fingers and looked at him gently.

Ji Ningzhi shook his head, "Mr. Jiang, you have treated me very well."

Ji Ningzhi was ignorant before. He signed a seven-year contract with Chaoxing and terminated the contract with Chaoxing in advance. He originally wanted to support a large breach of contract fee, but Jiang Minglai paid the fee for him and introduced Sheng Fang's broker assistant.

As the chief culprit who has delayed Ji Ningzhi for several years, Jiang Qun calmly stood aside and watched coldly, "Do you really think you are doing it for him? You don't know how much trouble you will bring after becoming famous?"

"You think you are protecting him, but you are actually restraining his hands and feet." Jiang Minglai looked at him expressionlessly, hitting the nail on the head, "You are as selfish as your mother."

Hearing Jiang Minglai mention his mother, Jiang Qun's face immediately turned cold.

Jiang Qun didn't like Jiang Minglai, and even less liked his lavish, money-worshiping and snobbish mother who had ignored them for so many years.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Jiang Minglai didn't care about Jiang Qun, he calmed down, and said to Ji Ningzhi, "Recently, there are fewer and fewer people who come to see me, but I feel that you will come, because I know that you are grateful and kind. A good boy, better than anyone."

Otherwise, with so many artists under the name of Chaoxing, Jiang Minglai would not be so concerned about Ji Ningzhi. Knowing that he has signed with Chaoxing for so long and has no chance to debut, his first reaction is to feel regretful.

Jiang Minglai is a boss who really cares about the artist's future, but he can't care about everyone in every detail, but he always tries his best to help others.

"I'm not," Ji Ningzhi's voice was a little hoarse, "After I terminated the contract with Chaoxing, I just left and never came to see you."

Jiang Minglai slid to his side, raised his arm with difficulty, and patted his head with his rough palm, "Don't cry, little friend, life, old age, sickness and death are human nature."

"Go out and wait, I have something to tell Jiang Qun, okay?"

Ji Ningzhi nodded and went out.

Watching the people leave, Jiang Minglai turned his head and looked at Jiang Qun who was standing straight beside him, "I gave you a year, this year, do you understand?"

"No need to think about it," Jiang Qunju looked down at the man who raised him, calmly, "I never thought of letting go."

When Jiang Ming came to see him, he was still so obsessed, and shook his head, "I let that kid terminate the contract with Chaoxing just to give him a chance, and this is also to give you a chance, do you understand?"

Jiang Qun was silent for a long time, noncommittal to what he said.

"After a year, you should be more mature than that time."

Jiang Minglai looked at him steadily, and said in a serious tone, "I won't live long, and I won't be able to intervene in the affairs between you, but I want to warn you."

Jiang Minglai originally thought that what he said would scare him, and he would restrain himself a little later. Who knew that he listened indifferently, and after a long time, he said coldly, "Have you finished?"

A look that does not allow oil and salt to enter.

Jiang Minglai took a deep breath, short of breath for a while, and after a while, he closed his eyes resignedly, "Get lost."

If it wasn't for his inconvenience, he would really like to pour the hot water in his cup on this dazed Nizi now.

When Jiang Qun went out, he found that Ji Ningzhi was still holding the apple Jiang Minglai gave him in a daze, his eyes were red, his nose was red, and he looked at a loss.

Jiang Qun's fingers slowly tightened.So cute, how could it be so cute.

He stood at the door without going over.

He knows exactly how much Jiang Minglai likes this serious and simple little trainee.In fact, Jiang Qun didn't want to do anything that Ji Ningzhi would hate, but sometimes he just couldn't control himself.

What can he do, Ji Ningzhi is like a medicine that can save his life, let him give up his own medicine, how can he do it, unless he wants to die.

There are many ways to make Ji Ningzhi accept himself, but he used the most extreme way, whether it is too strong a desire to control, or his habit that Ji Ningzhi can't accept, it's all because he wants to cut himself apart to give That's all.

Sensing the strong gaze, Ji Ningzhi raised his head, saw Jiang Qun, and subconsciously glanced into the room.

Jiang Qun blocked his sight, the beautiful fox eyes showed no emotion, and seemed to be suppressing something, "Let's go, he is going to rest."

Ji Ningzhi nodded reluctantly.

When she went downstairs, the woman who took care of Jiang Minglai was cooking. She heard the sound of the two leaving. Thinking of the beautiful boy just now, she quickly wiped her hands on the apron and secretly watched the two of them through the crack of the door. indivual.

The woman peeked at the pretty young man who was a bit distracted and worried, and Mr. Jiang who never took his eyes off the boy.

Two people, standing side by side, one tall and one short, one absent-minded, one wholehearted.