The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

Song Jing looked like "I promised something".

At least from Qiao Zhiyuan's point of view, he didn't deserve a beating, he clenched his fists instantly, "Since you said you would protect Xiao Yan, Young Master Song must do what he says and won't make Xiao Yan suffer any grievances. "

After Qiao Zhiyuan finished speaking, he laughed at himself. I'm afraid even Song Jing himself didn't believe what he said, but he actually repeated it, so Xiao Yan foolishly listened to it.

How much is the relationship of a wealthy family worth?

Involuntarily, Qiao Zhiyuan thought of Song Xuyao ​​outside the door.

Song Jing stroked Xiao Yan's hair: "Brother Qiao is joking, how can you not be wronged when you grow up, right, you have to suffer the necessary hardships."

really.

Qiao Zhiyuan felt extremely tired immediately, and didn't want to waste any more words, so he turned and walked towards the door.

As for Xiao Yan, a brat, if he wanted to become stronger, he had to suffer the necessary hardships.

Unexpectedly, he finally agreed with Song Jing's point of view.

Seeing that Qiao Zhiyuan was about to leave, Xiao Yan quickly got off Song Jing's lap. He was still a little confused when the two of them fought openly and secretly, but he understood that Qiao Zhiyuan was for his own good, and Song Jing was also for his own good. People must have misunderstood each other, you have to explain clearly, everyone is really good!

So he quickly pulled Song Jing's clothes and winked at him.

Seeing that the little guy was in a hurry, Song Jing said unhurriedly: "Qiao Zhiyuan, don't worry, I will do what I say."

Qiao Zhiyuan just pinched the doorknob with his hand, "Haha."

Ghosts believe.

Song Jing: "..."

There are not many people who can talk to him like this.

Seeing the change in Song Jing's eyes, Xiao Yan urged in a low voice: "Quickly prove your character, and let Brother Qiao believe that you will protect me." After speaking, he bulged his cheeks and blinked his eyes vigorously.

Song Jing stared at him blankly for a second, then stretched out her hand to pinch that chubby cheek, the feeling was perfect.

Xiao Yan was taken aback, the big hands on his face were still messing around, and his cheeks were pulled out. Xiao Yan felt that he must look like a stupid hamster at the moment, and he preferred the handsome old Song with a serious face, like During the review... Ahem, something seems to have been exposed.

This was the first time the little guy helped someone persuade him, Song Jing was satisfied, and simply said: "I'm out."

shock!sky!big!new!smell!

Qiao Zhiyuan paused when he turned the doorknob, then quickly turned around and stared at Song Jing in shock: "When?"

Damn, why did the door open and not open? Song Xuyao, who was hiding far away and pretended to be cleaning the floor, tiptoed back to the door.

Song Jing had an indifferent face, saying that she didn't want to reveal too much to you, an outsider who doesn't like it.

Xiao Yan tugged Song Jing's clothes and looked at him curiously: "I want to know too!"

"...Five years ago." Song Jing held Xiao Yan's paw and freed her crumpled shirt.

"That doesn't mean anything." Qiao Zhiyuan said disapprovingly, although a lot of stones in his heart had been unknowingly let go.

Song Jing didn't care too much, just glanced at the door and said, "It's better to worry about yourself than to be too lenient."

Qiao Zhiyuan was stunned for two seconds before he realized Song Jing's meaning. After thinking about it, it was true. Song Xuyao, a bastard who had just returned to China, had a lot of flirts. Compared with Song Jing's ability, Song Xuyao ​​was the one who couldn't beat his father immediately. , I can’t say it’s fucking, of course my own situation is not the same, although I have come out to the family, but the relationship with my parents has taken a turn for the worse. Thinking about it this way, the future is really gloomy.

Well done!Seeing this, Xiao Yan sneakily praised his own Lao Song. Lao Song's divorce plan has been tried and tested and has not failed. Although he wanted to misunderstand and explain clearly, his own Lao Song can't let others bully... verbally The ridicule does not work either!

So when Song Xuyao ​​outside the door scratched his head and couldn't figure out what to make of it, the door opened again.

Song Xuyao ​​froze, and was quietly relieved when he found out that it was Qiao Zhiyuan.

Just now he vaguely heard a few words with his love radio, but unfortunately he couldn't connect the cause and effect together with his brain capacity. Just as he was about to ask, he received a turbulent glance from Qiao Zhiyuan... What is this sudden pressure? Condition? !

And what's the matter with the daughter-in-law's face that the blood tank is empty? !

Hey, his poor little one, his fragile little heart must have been greatly hurt!

It must be my brother's pot!

Song Xuyao ​​immediately turned his head and glared at his elder brother, and pretended to yell, imagining that he was a roaring lion, but in fact he looked like a mad dog... Catching Song Jing's gaze, Song Xuyao ​​quickly shrank his neck, turned and followed Qiao Zhiyuan's walking steps, "Zhiyuan, wait, it's so late, it's better... ouch! It hurts, don't scratch your ass! I mean, it's so late, why don't you drive slowly, hehe, give me a parting kiss~"

Xiao Yan stretched his neck to look around, "Old Song, I'll go see him off!"

Song Jing patted his ass: "Go."

Reflexively, Xiao Yan clutched his buttocks, walked out of the study room slowly, the messy hair on his head was shaken by the quilt, leaving Song Jing with a furry back of the head and faintly visible behind the ears that quickly turned red.

Song Jing smiled involuntarily, and opened the paper that Xiao Yan was slumped on the table and was about to correct. There was a red cross... hot eyes.

Here, Qiao Zhiyuan walked through the warm and bright living room, walked out of the dark and heavy door, and finally stopped.

Song Xuyao, who was following Sui Sui Nian, slammed on the brakes and bumped into Qiao Zhiyuan's back, then took the opportunity to hug him, took a deep breath, sniffed non-stop, and reached out to touch him a few times.

Qiao Zhiyuan opened Song Xuyao's dishonest hands, and turned to look at him silently, with a complex expression inevitably.

However, Song Xuyao ​​didn't realize that he was beaten at all. He stretched out his cheeky right hand and hugged Qiao Zhiyuan tightly again. With his left hand, he firmly pressed Qiao Zhiyuan's head on his shoulder, and patted his cheek lightly, "It's okay, My brother is such a person, and I am always abused by him, don't be sad, I will get used to it in the future, and me, my big and solid shoulders are for you, don't cry!"

Stand up and fuck!

Subconsciously glanced at his daughter-in-law's crotch, Song Xuyao ​​swallowed these four words without saying a word.

Qiao Zhiyuan felt Song Xuyao's warm body temperature, and he could clearly hear the sudden rapid heartbeat in his ears. The restlessness in his heart seemed to disappear all of a sudden, probably because he was poisoned by this guy, and the corner of Qiao Zhiyuan's lips twitched , "Let go, idiot."

Song Xuyao ​​puffed out his chest and pretended to be deaf with a long tone, "Ah? What are you talking about? The wind is too strong and I can't hear clearly—"

"It's too hot, idiot." Qiao Zhiyuan moved his neck uncomfortably.

The next second, Song Xuyao ​​pressed his head tighter, as if he wanted to stuff his head into his chest.

On a night in early summer, the wind blows...it's still quite hot.

"My neck is about to break." Qiao Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore, "You are too short."

He leaned on Song Xuyao's shoulder, and his neck was almost bent ninety degrees.

"Damn! We can still be friends without mentioning our height!" Song Xuyao ​​frowned, "I haven't stopped growing yet!"

Qiao Zhiyuan was finally relieved, pressed his hands on his sore neck, and looked at Song Xuyao ​​with disgust: "Come on, 24-year-old giant baby?"

"..."

Xiao Yan, who came to see him off, stepped out of the gate, and what he saw was this scene——Song Xuyao ​​was begging for nothing, hugging Qiao Zhiyuan's waist, pinching and groping, trying to knock him to the ground, and then Qiao Zhiyuan alone He hooked his legs and fell down in the air, and his butt hit the big grass with a whimper... It was really loving and warm.

Seeing Xiao Yan coming, Qiao Zhiyuan let go of Song Xuyao, and looked at him angrily.

Song Xuyao ​​hurriedly got up from the ground with his hands on his buttocks, his face grim in pain, but he still had to keep smiling, he had to keep his face as an attack!

"Brother Qiao," Xiao Yan looked at Qiao Zhiyuan's face and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said honestly, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Yo, finally sensible.Qiao Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, his face paled.

Then I heard Xiao Yan seriously said: "But Song Jing is very good to me, you don't have to worry. (≧▽≦)/"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "... Get lost!"

After this incident made such a fuss, several people completely forgot about celebrating the victory against illegitimate birth.

The next day, when Song Xuyao ​​was in a drowsy sleep, he was woken up by the sound of the door opening, and looked at his phone impatiently. It was only after six o'clock, and he wanted to sleep again. When he turned over, he found someone standing beside the bed. After turning on the light in the room, Song Xuyao ​​opened and closed his eyes with a wrinkled face, and saw the straight suit pants...

"Fuck! Brother, what are you doing?!"

Song Xuyao ​​was so startled that he sat up from the bed in fright, and most of the sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

Song Jing looked at him condescendingly: "Wake you up."

Song Xuyao ​​was also convinced: "Hey, my dear brother, why didn't you tell Xiao Yan to wake up and call me?! Where is Xiao Yan?"

The next second, I heard Xiao Yan from downstairs shouting vaguely: "Old Song! Brother Qiao and I are leaving first! For nothing!" After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that the little guy still had breakfast stuffed in his mouth at this time, and his cheeks were bulging like a little hamster.

However, Qiao Zhiyuan came over early this morning and came to pick him up with such a serious reason as "this is the manager's duty, and if someone recognizes that Xiao Yan's driver is actually the famous Young Master Song, it will be a lot of trouble." Xiao Yan goes to school.

And said that in the future, Xiao Yan will be picked up and sent to school every day until the summer vacation.

Song Jing's face became even more gloomy, and he shot up and down...a glance at his stupid brother.

Song Xuyao ​​felt that his cunt had been riddled with holes from Song Jing's gaze. He pulled the quilt tightly to cover himself, and couldn't help shivering: "I, I, I will get up right away!"

Song Jing expressed no interest in his sex, turned around and walked out, holding the doorknob as if remembering something, looked back at the shivering stupid brother, his eyes turned cold: "I heard you skipped work yesterday? Song Jing President."

Song Xuyao: "qaq!"

The big brother who is jealous is really scary!

He didn't even let go of his own brother!

Help!