The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (2)

The originally dark bedroom was lit up again in an instant.

Shang Jue was blinded by the sudden bright light, looked over against the light of the bedside lamp, and saw Shu Le who was unhappy.

The man still had traces of being loved after his youth, and because his eyes were lowered at this time, his outstanding face was even more charming.

Shang Jue's tone softened involuntarily, and he stretched out his hand to pull Shu Le back into the air-conditioning quilt: "Baby is unhappy? Recently, the company has a young actor who has developed well, and the route in the new newspaper lacks an exposure opportunity. "

Seeing that Shu Le frowned and didn't answer, Shang Jue squeezed Shu Le's fingers, and said softly: "I've seen your script before, group drama, adding more personal settings can not affect the main line... If you don't want to talk to the screenwriter, I'll ask my assistant to make a phone call tomorrow, okay?"

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le glanced at the hand that Shang Jue was holding her, and the two of them intertwined their fingers, looking very close.

In fact, the two have been in love for seven years and married for three years, so they should be the closest in the world.

shit.

There is always a kind of man in this world who doesn't want to live a good life, but must engage in some showy operations.

Shu Le withdrew his hand from Shang Jue's hand, and also took his gaze back, and said bluntly again: "Shang Jue, you should know. I don't like others to dictate my work."

Lifting the air-conditioning quilt on the bed, Shu Le broke away from Shang Jue's embrace completely.

He took the remote control of the general lighting in the room from the side, and reached out to directly turn on all the lights in the bedroom that were only on the bedside lamp.

Shu Le turned over and got out of bed, pulled a chair beside him and sat down, looked at Shang Jue and said, "I don't like others pointing fingers at my working partners in my team. Shang Jue, you have never asked about such things before." .”

Shang Jue had always heard that Shu Le's temper was not very good, but he thought it was just an outside rumor.

After all, Shu Le took a pee because his parents' business failed and his family was ruined.

Since elementary school, he has followed behind him obediently and cleverly, as beautiful as a doll, and he keeps calling Brother Shang softly.

Later, Brother Shang's address became Husband.

Shang Jue had never seen Shu Le lose his temper before, and he was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer Shu Le's question.

In other words, he himself didn't know how to answer.

Having been together for so long, the two rarely even had disputes about work before.

After being silent for a while, Shang Jue came up with an excuse with a guilty conscience. He followed Shu Le out of bed, and tentatively said: "I just said it casually. If you think it's wrong, forget it. Don't be angry, okay?" ?”

"Why forget it?"

Shu Le crossed his legs and swayed on the large seat. His two white and slender legs swung back and forth in front of Shang Jue. Add it, how about you don't need to find the screenwriter?"

Helplessly, Shang Jue pulled off Shu Le's pajamas, covered those beautiful legs, hugged Shu Le and coaxed in a low voice: "Stop making trouble, be good, go to bed with your husband, okay?"

Shu Le didn't answer Shang Jue's words, but pushed him back directly——

Shang Jue was unprepared, and was immediately pushed onto the bed behind him by Shu Le.

Shu Le stood up and looked down at Shang Jue: "You think I'm making trouble? Shang Jue, have you made a mistake? After three years of marriage, you have never asked me for any role. , I want to ask about the candidate, but you still cover it up and don't tell me?!"

"You are the boss, yes, you manage Fengjue Media, which is in full swing and has received rave reviews in the industry. So I don't bother to make headlines with celebrities, men and women, and now? Are you going to let me abdicate and let Xian Yeah?!"

Shu Le possessed a playful spirit, pointed at the tip of Shang Jue's nose and said, "Let me tell you, Shang Jue, if you are really upright, you should clearly choose someone with me at the company planning meeting, instead of going home to me and you Tossing these crap things in the master bedroom! You—"

"enough."

Shang Jue finally interrupted Shu Le.

He is completely different from Shu Le, who is alone. He has a wealthy family since he was a child, and he has a three-point extravagance on his body. When others see him, he is always polite.

It went smoothly all the way from childhood to adulthood, and it was almost never so embarrassing to be contradicted.

Coupled with the fact that Shu Le pushed him down on the bed just now, and his lower back accidentally knocked down the solid wood bedpost, his face turned pale from the pain. At this moment, Shang Jue couldn't bear it anymore and said: "It's the middle of the night, you must be at this time Comparing these things with me?"

Seeing Shu Le's face was cold and silent, Shang Jue's anger became even more furious: "What's wrong with being on the headlines of those artists? One night I didn't come home on time to catch up with you, you If you are not happy or willing to let me go, I have to coax you! What's the matter, I really forgot during the company meeting, so I can't say it now?"

After this passage was finished, Shu Le did not immediately refute.

He stood aside, looking expressionlessly at Shang Jue who was also standing opposite.

After an unknown amount of time, Shu Le smiled softly.

This laughter was extremely light and weak, drifting in the huge master bedroom, and even the last sound disappeared almost in a moment.

But like a small and sharp needle, it suddenly pierced into Shang Jue's heart.

It made him feel guilty for a moment.

Shu Le originally wanted to smoke a cigarette, so he touched his trouser pocket, but found that because Shang Jue didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he hadn't smoked for a long time.

So the hand on the trouser pocket had to be put down in embarrassment, Shu Le glanced at his empty trouser pocket, and then subconsciously looked at Shang Jue's.

Then, belatedly, he and Shang Jue discovered that even their pajamas were couples' styles.

It's just that it's not the same style as men's and women's, but two pieces are exactly the same.

One is dark gray and the other is crimson purple.

The crimson purple size is large, and it is worn on Shang Jue's body.

The small one in dark gray was put on Shu Le.

It's just that even these two sets of pajamas seemed to be a great mockery at this time.

Shu Le took a deep breath, and reluctantly slowed down his tone, trying to make himself appear calmer, not to be so shrew.

"Shang Jue, I just want a word from you."

Shu Le looked at the face of the man opposite, and said softly, "You swear to me with our years of time and future happiness——"

"If you cheated, whether it was physical or psychological, whether it was serious or minor, as long as you cheated, we will be strangers in the future, and we will never have anything to do with each other again, and we will never have an intersection."

After Shu Le finished speaking, he smiled, raised his chin and said, "I know you value your family, so this vow is not poisonous, it only concerns the two of us. Whether it is fulfilled or not, it will not harm human ethics. How about you? Dare?"

Shang Jue frowned: "Lele..."

"Don't call me by my nickname."

Shu Le blocked Shang Jue's next words, he shook his head, "Shang Jue, I advise you not to trade with your childhood memories. You clearly know that every time you call my baby name, I will soften my heart, and I don't want to soften my heart at this time. "

Shang Jue didn't expect Shu Le to be so persistent this time, and he seemed to have no thoughts of retreating at all.

He paused for a moment and said, "Lele, you know that only children like vows."

Shu Le unexpectedly affirmed this sentence, and said to Shang Jue: "That's right, but I'm a director. Artists are sometimes very similar to children, and they like whim. Why, the one in your company Didn't the little artist tell you?"

Shang Jue was forced to retreat by Shu Le's sentence after sentence.

He finally lowered his face, and even his voice became serious, and he said, "I won't bet my future with you. Shu Le, you are the one who got my certificate seriously, and you want to be with me People who grow old all the time, didn’t the rumors spread outside in the past that were more powerful than now, and I have never seen you make trouble like this, why did you have to make it like this with me this time?!”

Of course it's because I'm too lazy to spend time with you.

Shu Le bent the corner of his mouth: "That's because I have never seen you bring these things home before. Okay Shang Jue, after all, you just don't want to swear this oath, right? Are you really worried about the future? Shall we make a clean break, or worry that if I catch your little lover, she won't be able to step down?"

Shang Jue had never been contradicted like this before, and was so angry that Shu Le's words made her body tremble.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

The hand in the purple pajamas clenched into a fist, and slammed a celadon vase on the bedside table to the ground——

Immediately, there was a clang of broken porcelain.

Shu Le sneered, and raised his voice: "Shang Jue, you're angry with me, why did you throw my favorite vase?"

Mostly because of the collision with the sharp tile just now, Shang Jue's hand was cut with a small bloody gash, and now some thin blood is oozing shallowly.

Shang Jue's mood was so bad that it reached the bottom, and he said without hesitation: "I won't make this oath! Shu Le, let alone adding a role! I am the CEO of Feng Jue, and I want you to completely change You shouldn't have said no!"

Shang Jue's voice trembled, blood dripped from his fingers and landed on the wooden floor: "Who are you crazy to come back to fight with me in the middle of the night because of a stalker!?"

"Whether I'm crazy or not, you know in your own heart."

Shu Le pursed her lips, gave up and said, "Since you don't want to swear, I have nothing to say, so that's it, remember to take care of the wound on your hand, otherwise it will easily get inflamed."

Too lazy to bother, Shu Le sighed softly, averted his gaze from Shang Jue, and walked directly to the door from the position near the balcony.

When he walked to the door of the bedroom, he was stopped by Shang Jue.

Shang Jue also looked unhappy: "It's so late, where are you going?"

Shu Le turned around and glanced at him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Go find a place to sleep. Mr. Shang, if you feel lonely sleeping alone, you can also find someone to sleep with you."

"I suggest not sleeping in my bed though, I'll smell it."

There seemed to be an unknown light flashing in Shu Le's eyes, he smiled to himself, and said to Shang Jue, "Shang Jue, speaking of it, sometimes I really doubt whether you are in love with The Shu Le who was always wearing a girl's attire and following behind you back then returned to her man's attire and became the director's Shu Le."

Seeing Shang Jue's expression startled, Shu Le slammed the door and walked away.

The author has something to say:

Shang Jue: I only appeared in two chapters... I ruined all the popularity of the audience... I hate the author...

Lele: #吃瓜#

Pei Shaozhi: The audience babies will love me, but you are destined to be cannon fodder, hehehe.

Yu Qing: Don’t you love me?