It's really hard to be a scumbag

Hitting people really makes people feel happy and refreshed.

At least that's what Jiang Jiang is like.

And as the one being bullied, Pei Si didn't reply for a long time.

I don't know if he was hit by the ruthless Jiang Jiang who pulled his x.

Jiang Jiang didn't take him seriously, and when he saw that he didn't reply, he hummed a little tune and started a new round.

When Jiang Yan knocked on the door outside, Jiang Jiang put down his cell phone with unsatisfied enthusiasm.

"Here we come." Jiang Jiang opened the door, poked his head out, and almost missed Jiang Yan at the door.

Jiang Yan didn't care, rubbed Jiang Jiang's fluffy head, and said, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Jiang looked innocent, "I'm reading a book."

Jiang Yan glanced at him, opened the door and walked in.

Jiang Jiang yelled from behind, "What are you doing! Breaking into a private house without saying hello!"

After Jiang Yan came in, he walked directly to Jiang Jiang's desk, leaned against the edge of the desk, bent his fingers, and tapped the crisp 'Tuk-tuk' on the table twice, and then smiled with his lips curled up, "Reading? Where are the books? "

Jiang Jiang paused, and then said with a guilty conscience, "I just finished reading it, so I put the book in my bag!"

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Then where did you watch it?"

Jiang Jiang couldn't figure out what he meant, and said hesitantly, "I just watched it here."

Jiang Yan smiled suddenly, touched the chair in front of the desk with his hand, raised his eyes and said, "The seat is cold, and the schoolbag is downstairs, you said you read the book, now tell me what you read and what you learned ?”

Jiang Jiang's expression went from sluggish to bewildered, and finally turned depressed.

So, he really hates everyone!

The elder came over and said with a smile on his face, "Little liar, don't your eyes hurt after playing with your mobile phone for so long?"

joke.

Which Internet-addicted teenager will feel uncomfortable when playing with a mobile phone?

Jiang Jiang slandered inwardly, and after shaking his head, he was afraid that his little uncle would continue to question him like a son, so he quickly said, "I see, I will go to bed immediately when I don't play with my phone, so my little uncle should go to sleep too, good night."

Jiang Yan looked calm, "I'll sleep here tonight."

"Okay, okay, then go quickly—huh?" Jiang Jiang paused, then looked up at him in horror, "Are you sleeping here at night?"

Jiang Yan nodded.

Jiang Jiang swallowed, and laughed dryly, "Then I, I, I will go to the guest room."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head quickly.

Then the hood behind him was hooked.

day.

This is the first time he has been hooked to the hat!

Never wear a hat next time!

Jiang Yan, who was hooking his hat, didn't know it, and said slowly, "You will sleep with me tonight."

Jiang Jiang spent three seconds thinking about whether this sleep was a literal sleep or a kind of sleep to be harmonious.

Before he could figure it out, Jiang Yan moved his hand a little, then hooked his belt and went to the bathroom.

"Take a shower first."

"I wash it myself!"

"When you read a book, you also say that you want to read it by yourself, but you are always disobedient."

"Can this mean something?"

"can."

The water in the bathroom was splashing, and the hazy fog made it difficult to see the scene inside.

It can only be seen from some vague movements that the boy is being picked up clean and carried into the water.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

"Fuck you."

The confrontation between Pei Si and Jiang Yan ended quietly.

However, the victim among them was Jiang Jiang, who was eating melons quietly with a dazed face.

Ever since Jiang Yan came back that night and agreed to settle everything, he really didn't stay in the company every day.

He spent a lot of time at home and changed it to pickled ginger.

Just like that, the time of the wedding arrived slowly with tears in Jiang Jiang's eyes.

Jiang Jiang has experienced the wedding several times. He is not proficient in it, but practice makes perfect.

He knows some procedures well, and he also knows that generally speaking, when two men get married in modern times, they basically wear suits.

But when the wedding day came, Jiang Jiang was at a loss with the red silk hijab.

No wonder Jiang Yan never let him know more about the layout of the wedding, because what he co-authored was a Chinese-style wedding.

Jiang Jiang had never worn a hijab when he got married in ancient times, but he was forced to wear it in modern times. He had a strange sense of feng shui turning for a while.

Day, I knew that he should have cared more about the form of the wedding in the first place, instead of riding a tiger and having to settle for a while.

Jiang Jiang was depressed.

But seeing that the task was about to be completed, he didn't need to be hypocritical to change to a Western-style wedding at this time.

And the wedding was just a superficial thing for Jiang Jiang.

Since you're not marrying someone you like, it doesn't matter what the wedding is like.

Jiang Jiang sighed resignedly, and let the makeup artist cover him up.

After covering it, Jiang Jiang was still a little uncomfortable.

It can only be said that as expected of a rich man, can't the red hijab be made of silk? ? ?

You really can't see anything when you put Jiang Jiang on such a real silk and satin!

Jiang Jiang stood up, unable to see what was in front of him, and could only lower his eyes and look at the ground.

Fortunately, someone was around to support him and lead him the way, so he didn't fall on his face because he couldn't see.

Passing through the crowd along the way, Jiang Jiang cautiously followed the large group.

The lively and festive wedding symphony played in the front hall, which became clearer as they approached.

Jiang Jiang thought nonchalantly, if he got married, the wedding would only be strong enough with "The Big Sedan Chair".

The people around stopped in their footsteps, and Jiang Jiang stopped accordingly.

From their position, the voice of the master of ceremonies could be clearly heard.

"Dear guests, welcome to the wedding of Mr. Jiang and, uh, Mr. Jiang."

The master of ceremonies' voice was a little bumpy.

Jiang Jiang couldn't help being amused. According to Jiang Yan's character, he actually let such an emcee preside over it. I really don't know whether to say that Jiang Yan didn't care or that the emcee's professional skills suddenly failed.

"Hey, I'm the master of ceremonies for this wedding. It's a great honor for me to preside over such a rare wedding." The tone of the master of ceremonies was very strange. It is officially announced here that the wedding ceremony begins now!"

The fireworks were played, and the people in the auditorium applauded cooperatively.

"Now, let us welcome the newcomers to the stage with the loudest applause!"

The people supporting Jiang Jiang on both sides started to walk forward, and Jiang Jiang followed.

He couldn't see how many people were outside, he could only see the red carpet stretching forward under his feet.

When the people around him stopped and let go of Jiang Jiang's hand to step down, Jiang Jiang knew that the meeting was about to be announced.

Sure enough, the master of ceremonies went straight to the point after a few words.

"...Mr. Jiang, may I ask you to marry this, these two, this by your side?" The master of ceremonies was stuck for another two seconds, and then hurriedly began to save himself professionally. Respect him as you love yourself, rich or poor, sick or healthy, forever?"

Jiang Jiang walked casually, still waiting for Jiang Yan to speak, when he felt his hand being held by the person on the left.

Jiang Jiang froze for a moment, then heard Jiang Yan on the left whisper softly, "Are you willing?"

……

day.

It turned out that Mr. Jiang, the master of ceremonies, was asking him!

Jiang Jiang said speechlessly, "I am willing."

"Hey, okay." The master of ceremonies immediately said, "Uh, I think your lover is also willing! Then our wedding ceremony today is over, let us once again wish a few new couples a happy wedding with warm applause, and live forever! "

???

Jiang Jiang had question marks all over his face!

How fat four!

Why do you, the master of ceremonies, bring yourself to help the groom decide?

And the link of exchanging rings is also given to you!

It's been a long time seeing Jiang Jiang.

His hand held by Jiang Yan couldn't help but tighten a little.

He tried his best.

If Jiang Yan, the patriarch, gets angry, he can only help the master of ceremonies.

however.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan shook hands with him, without any intention of getting angry, and leaned into his ear and said, "You go to the back and rest first, I'll be there later."

Jiang Jiang was a little dazed for a moment.

Could it be that the weddings in this world are so simple and rude?

Jiang Jiang was amazed.

Surprise is surprise, since Jiang Yan said so, Jiang Jiang nodded slightly, then turned around and prepared to step down.

As a result, he bumped into the person behind him.

what's the situation?

When the newlyweds get married, are there still passers-by standing so close?

The photographers are all far away!

Jiang Jiang looked puzzled, and even felt that marriage in this world was a bit funny and child's play.

He stretched out his hand to keep the person in front of him away, but the person seemed to have misunderstood something, and immediately reached out faster than him—then slapped Jiang Jiang's head covering tightly.

……

???

Jiang Jiang was in a daze, and the man seemed to realize that he had overreacted, and then pressed down Jiang Jiang's raised hand, while moving away from his body.

Jiang Jiang stepped off the stage without knowing why.

It wasn't obvious that he was standing on it, but when he got down, he could hear the whispers of the guests below the stage.

They discussed very excitedly, and the tone of their speech was quite cadenced.

"... No wonder the master of ceremonies is blunt in his work. Who has seen this scene before?"

"Diamond King Lao Wu and... abroad... those ambitious little girls in our city are still crying to death."

"It's amazing...Who goes up and who goes down?"

"... double... dragons?"

A group of people whispered and mixed together, Jiang Jiang couldn't hear clearly with his ears pricked up.

He was still about to eat melons, but he was supported by the rushing people.

Jiang Jiang could only leave with regret.

He got in the car and went all the way to the new house - a villa owned by Jiang Yan.

When they arrived at the new room of the villa, after those people settled Jiang Jiang, they left the room.

As soon as they left, Jiang Jiang took off the red silk hijab.

Woke up early in the morning, and Jiang Jiang was a little hungry.

There were still some snacks and fruits on the table in the room. Jiang Jiang casually took a red date and threw it into the sky, and then bit it down with a single bite.

Ok.

raw?

After Jiang Jiang finished chewing, he poured another cup of tea.

With snacks stuffed on both sides of his cheeks, he looked bulging like an orange cat eating. If he had a tail, he would have wrapped his tail happily around the legs of the table.

After Jiang Jiang finished his hunger, he heard footsteps outside.

It is estimated that Jiang Yan is back.

Jiang Jiang drooled, but his eyes turned around on the task.

[[-]. Become Jiang Yan's fiancée until the wedding day]

It's the wedding day, why hasn't the task been completed yet?

It won't be after twelve o'clock in the morning, will it?

Jiang Jiang's heart was heavy, and he felt that given the stupidity of the task, this possibility was very high.

The sound of footsteps outside suddenly stopped in front of the door.

Jiang Jiang stuffed another piece of candy into his mouth.

Then I almost lost my teeth by being sweet.

The people outside pressed the doorknob, and then slowly pushed the door open.

Jiang Jiang drank two more sips of water, then turned to look at the door with a bitter face, "This candy is too sweet, isn't it?"

Jiang Jiang paused at what he said.

He stared blankly at the person who pushed the door open.

That person was not the Jiang Yan he thought.

It's—Pei Si.