The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

Song Xuyao ​​had a wonderful night in every sense.

So, as soon as Eldest Young Master Song came home, he saw his stupid younger brother sitting on the sofa in the living room like a two hundred and five in a daze, his temples immediately jumped up.

When Song Xuyao ​​heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately put down Erlang's legs, and quickly turned his head to look at Song Jing as if looking at a savior.

Song Jing didn't squint, pretending to be blind.

"Brother—" Song Xuyao ​​looked aggrieved, staring at him resentfully, "Why don't you ask me what's wrong?"

Song Jing was expressionless: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Xuyao ​​was distressed: "I seem to have fallen in love with a 30-year-old man."

"Have you changed your taste?" Song Jing didn't respond, just as normal as asking "what's for dinner today".

"Brother, you're not surprised at all?" Song Xuyao ​​rumpled his hair, "I'm going crazy."

This is the first time he likes a man, why did he bend when he was good?

"When you think of a 30-year-old man, you can do it," Song Jing said solemnly, "This time it might be true love."

Song Xuyao ​​thought about it seriously, and then his eyes lit up: "Brother! I understand!"

There's nothing wrong with his brother picking on his sister-in-law, and him picking on his sister-in-law's manager!

Song Jing: "..." What do you understand?

"By the way, I saw my sister-in-law!" Song Xuyao ​​teased.

Song Jing frowned: "Huh?"

"Stop here, don't pretend to be stupid, isn't it you...cough cough..." Song Xuyao ​​suddenly thought what if his old brother found out the little secret and he found out and beat him up? !Song Xuyao's voice changed, "I didn't see anything!"

Song Jing: "... When will you move out?"

Song Xuyao: "..."

You really can't mention sister-in-law or something!My brother is absolutely furious!

Maybe my sister-in-law has already finished the small report with my brother! QWQ

Seeing Song Xuyao ​​galloping upstairs to the guest room, Song Jing rubbed her temples with a headache, wondering why this cheap brother was going crazy.

When he was in the United States, Song Xuyao ​​was very attached to him. For a while, he even wanted to imitate him. He gave him a solid beating before giving up. He thought that he would restrain himself after not seeing him for a few years, but he turned upside down after graduation. Erdi followed, and Lai stayed here.

Song Jing has never experienced such a close brotherhood in his previous life, and he still doesn't quite get used to meeting Song Xuyao, who is such a top-notch cheap brother, but he doesn't know since when, he has let Song Xuyao ​​do things like this.

Sometimes thinking about it, Song Jing felt that she probably smoked.

Before she knew it, she remembered the past again. Song Jing entered the bedroom, slowly took out a long wooden box from the bottom drawer of the table, took out the picture scroll inside, closed her eyes slightly, and held it in her hand carefully. After careful caressing, in the end, he still didn't pick the knot that tied the picture scroll, and put it back into the box as it was, and couldn't help sighing.

His little emperor is gone.

**

Early the next morning, Song Xuyao, who had been planning all night, appeared at the gate of Dadongwu Company.

So when Qiao Zhiyuan came to work, as soon as he stepped into the company, he was greeted by all kinds of salutes. When he walked into the office, half of his face was darkened, but when he opened the office door, the other half of his face was also darkened.

The luxurious and low-key office is covered with flowers and roses, which almost stopped attracting bees and butterflies.

"What's going on?" Qiao Zhiyuan shot Yang Yanyan with a sharp eye.

Yang Yanyan almost knelt down with a plop: "Brother Qiao, I have no other choice!"

Qiao Zhiyuan drew his knife: "You did all this?"

"No, no, no!" Yang Yanyan shook her head like a rattle, "I'm only responsible for letting people in!"

At this time, Song Xuyao ​​quickly jumped out from behind Yang Yanyan, holding a rose in his hand, and looked like "I am the most handsome in the world", blinking at Qiao Zhiyuan ambiguously: "My dear, Do you like it... ouch!"

The onlookers just watched Qiao Zhiyuan give the legendary Song Ershao a critical blow, and they were as quiet as chickens for a moment.

This is really a slap in the face... The company is going to collapse again!

Huh?Why say it again?

Qiao Zhiyuan withdrew his fist, pretending that nothing happened just now, looked at Song Xuyao ​​with a panda eye and said in surprise, "Oh, Second Master Song, I didn't recognize it just now, today's transformation is... …Smoky makeup?"

"Qiao Zhiyuan! You are so courageous!" Song Xuyao ​​was fuming with anger.

This is so shameless, do you dare to slap your face in private? !With so many people here looking at him, do you still want to mess around? !How can you be overbearing and always fall into evil charm and madness? !

Qiao Zhiyuan didn't answer, and looked at Song Xuyao ​​as if he was looking at a capitalized idiot.

The two of them were at war with each other, and they were about to fight every minute.

At this moment, Xiao Yan, who came after him, was taken aback by seeing this posture, then poked Qiao Zhiyuan solemnly, and asked, "The Song family sells flowers?"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "..."

Song Xuyao: "..."

When Song Xuyao ​​saw it was Xiao Yan, he immediately gave up.

Thinking that the two had acquiesced, Xiao Yan believed it was true: "Selling flowers can make so much money? Then I'm going to sell flowers too."

"..."

Song Xuyao, rushed to the street.

Qiao Zhiyuan asked Yang Yanyan to throw away all the flowers in the office, and opened all the windows, and then he felt a little easier to breathe, and when he turned around, he saw Xiao Yan sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed Watching the video, Song Ershao on the other side had panda eyes on his face, straightened his waist, and put his hands on his knees neatly, as if he was sitting like a girl.Qiao Zhiyuan immediately felt suffocated again.

The WIFI in the office was intermittently broken today, Xiao Yan was watching the latest episode of Peekaboo on his mobile phone, his voice was almost like a rap.

Song Xuyao, who was peeking at the screen, was also scratching his heart with all his claws. Looking at it, he felt like he had a concussion.

Qiao Zhiyuan was also annoyed even more by the sound of freezing and stopping, and couldn't help but lean over: "You can change the high-definition to smooth when it's so stuck, don't you know where to change it?"

Xiao Yan glanced at him inscrutablely, "One cannot follow the tide."

Song Xuyao ​​immediately answered dog-leggedly: "I give full marks to this pretense!"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "..."

Taking a peek at Qiao Zhiyuan's choked expression, Song Xuyao's heart was like little flowers blooming everywhere.

So Song Jing once again saw the cheap brother sitting on the sofa in the living room like a two hundred and five as soon as he came home, holding up his mobile phone to watch the video with a silly smile on his face.

Song Xuyao ​​quickly turned to look at him, pretending that the video was stuck: "Brother, why didn't you ask me why I didn't change my fluency?"

Song Jing's indifferent face: "Why?"

Song Xuyao ​​said inscrutablely: "Because of people, you can't follow the trend!"

Song Jing: "Get lost."

Song Xuyao ​​hugged his head and wailed: "Brother, you don't play cards according to common sense!"

Good sister-in-law!snort!