The male god is on the left, the warm man is on the right

On the large water-blue breasts, Leng Zhi slept like a child, his arrogant face during the day finally calmed down, and at this moment he was like a quiet boy next door.

Assistant Zhang looked at the starfish placed in the living room, and frowned tightly.

Is what happened three years ago going to happen again?

"Butler Liu," Assistant Zhang said, keeping his eyes on Haixing, "go check the news and see if that person is back."

"In the morning, people were sent to investigate, and they are still in the United States, and there is no sign of being with Mr. Leng." Liu Butler said respectfully.

"Continue to investigate. If there are any clues, you must report to me first. Don't let the master know about this matter, do you understand?" Assistant Zhang said.

Steward Liu nodded, "Don't worry Assistant Zhang, I know."

The person upstairs was still in a deep sleep, and didn't hear the conversation between the two downstairs, but his brows began to frown. In the dream, the familiar person began to walk away.

"Don't go!" Leng Zhi exclaimed, sat up from the bed at once, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.

Assistant Zhang heard the noise from upstairs, went upstairs in twos and threes, and asked at the door of Leng Zhi, "Did Master Leng have a nightmare?"

The door was pushed open in the next second, and the hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat, sticking tightly to his skin, his thin lips parted slightly, "I'm hungry."

"Go and prepare it for you right away." Assistant Zhang lowered his head, turned and went downstairs to order.

The afternoon sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the cold long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a large shadow on his face. He shook his head aggressively, trying hard to drive out all the dreams in his mind.

This dream was too familiar, as if I had already experienced it.

But who is that person in the dream?

The aroma of steak came from the kitchen downstairs, Leng Zhi shook his head, and then laughed at himself, now he even takes this dream seriously?

It must have been with Zhang Zhenyang for a long time, so even the IQ has become lower.

Zhang Zhenyang sneezed violently, and the little nanny beside him had already thoughtfully delivered a napkin and looked at him with concern, "Master, do you have a cold?"

After thinking about it, he nodded, "Maybe, it's okay, it won't affect you, just take some cold medicine and you'll be fine."

It must be that I jumped into the water to catch fish last night, and then caught a cold, otherwise why would I sneeze for no reason.

Sister Man across the street gave him a blank look, "He's been a dick, it's no wonder he doesn't catch a cold!" As she spoke, she still put a piece of radish into Zhang Zhenyang's bowl.

The old man in the family said that eating more radishes can cure colds.

Zhang Zhenyang looked aggrieved, "I didn't make waves, it was really an accident last night, Sister Man, you have to trust me."

"Why should I trust you?" Sister Man asked back.

Now it's Zhang Zhenyang's turn to stutter, why?Why?That's right, why should Sister Man believe in herself?

It took a long time to react, swallowed the radish in the bowl, and said in a complaining tone, "Sister Man, I don't want you to tease me like this."

"Let's eat your meal!" Sister Man picked up another piece of radish for Zhang Zhenyang as she said.

Angry at all, she still likes Zhang Zhenyang, a child who looks cynical, but only she knows that he has had a hard time these years.

If it was easy, why would he work so hard to become an artist?

"Oh, by the way, Miss Youshu treats you to dinner tonight, are you going?" Sister Man suddenly asked.

He almost choked on the meal, and his face was flushed from coughing. Sister Man handed him a glass of water with disgust, "What's the rush? I'm treating you to dinner tonight, not now."

"No... not me... that, that, that painting." He was worried that Miss Youshu knew about that, so he invited him to go.

This is a Hongmen banquet!

Definitely is!

Sister Man laughed at him, "Why, do you feel scared now? Why didn't you think of this when you painted the painting? Only now do you know how to be afraid."

Zhang Zhenyang regretted it all, and he didn't know that the painting was worth so much money at the time. If he knew, it wouldn't be 500 yuan, at least, it would be the original price!

Seeing Zhang Zhenyang's anxious look, Sister Man burst out laughing, and then said, "Why are you so anxious, I just treat you to a meal, and thank you for the necklace you gave her last time."

"Necklace?" Zhang Zhenyang asked in confusion.

He read the previous reports, but it didn't mention that he gave a necklace to Miss Youshu.

"It's the tear of an angel. The last time you went to a jewelry advertisement, the sponsor gave you the one. I didn't expect you to borrow flowers and present Buddha to Miss Youshu. I was happy that you were a top-notch pick-up girl." Sister Man patiently explained.

"Oh, it's that one, I forgot about it." Zhang Zhenyang pretended to be suddenly enlightened.

Sister Man gave him a white look, "I see that your mind is getting worse and worse recently, did you get hit by a pillar?"

"No, no, I don't think the atmosphere is too dull, so find a topic to be active." Zhang Zhenyang chuckled, and then poured water into his mouth with the cup in his hand, looking at Sister Man's expression from the corner of his eye.

Sister Man lowered her head to pick up vegetables, and asked casually, "So are you going tonight or not?"

"Can I not go?"

"No." Sister Man directly shattered Zhang Zhenyang's dream.

That's it, what else is there to ask.Zhang Zhenyang shrugged and continued to eat his meal.

Before going out in the afternoon, Zhang Zhenyang was messed with by Sister Man several times to change his hairstyle. After a while, Zhang Zhenyang dodged the hairspray in her hand again, "Sister Man, I just went out to eat, don't you need to do this?"

"Why don't you use it? Guess there will be a reporter waiting there tonight. If there is any headline tomorrow, it must at least look good. Speaking of which, since you were injured last time, you haven't been on the headlines. Don't you want to take this opportunity to become more popular?" Sister Man straightened Zhang Zhenyang's head, and then played with his hair naturally.

Let her think about it, tomorrow's headlines should be very popular, right?

The national male god is dating the elf of the painting world, and the candlelight dinner is full of romance.

No matter how popular this headline looks, it seems that our artist is about to set off a bloodbath on the hot search list again.

After a long time, Sister Man pushed Zhang Zhenyang, who had finished dressing up, in front of the mirror, and said in a satisfied tone, "Look, isn't he handsome?"

The man in the mirror was dressed in a well-tailored suit. The amber buttons on the sleeve corners reflected a little bit of gentle light under the light. His flaxen hair was fixed by hairspray, and the standard middle part made him look even more handsome.The dimples on the cheeks are looming, adding a bit of cuteness.

Zhang Zhenyang was almost stunned by himself in the mirror.

Sure enough, people rely on clothing, and Buddha depends on gold clothing. Dressing up like this is different from what I usually look like.

"Since it's almost done, then it's almost done, don't ask other girls to wait for you." Sister Man handed Zhang Zhenyang the wallet, and then went out, took the lead in the driver's seat, and shook her head to signal him to get in the car.

He was really nervous along the way. After all, he was not the real Zhang Zhenyang, and he didn't know what the relationship between the original owner and Miss Youshu was.

But the arrow is on the string, and he has no choice but to launch it. Now he can only ask for blessings.

The white sports car parked at the door of the Karu Hotel, the doorman went to open the door, Zhang Zhenyang naturally got out of the car, and nodded towards the doorman.

"Brother Zhenyang." The girl not far away waved eagerly.

Zhang Zhenyang searched for the voice and looked over, it was Wo Shu. When he saw this girl on TV before, he felt that she really deserved the title of the elf of the painting world.

The girl has a sweet smile on her face, her ears are slightly pointed, she looks like the elf in the painting, her small cherry mouth is not red, her eyes are dark and hides the whole night, she is wearing a pink flower bud skirt, her waist is gathered, A pair of spun gauze made the girl's waist even more slender, and the two long fair legs were looming under the hem of the skirt, which made the people on the side couldn't help but exclaim.

This girl is really too beautiful, she is clearly an elf among flowers.

But no matter how beautiful Zhang Zhenyang was, he was not interested. He nodded slightly, and carefully told, "Slow down, don't fall."

This girl is just a little girl, she is like a younger sister in front of her.

Youshu has already walked in front of Zhang Zhenyang, raised his head, "Brother Zhenyang, why did you come so early, I thought you would be late!"

"You invited me to dinner, how can I be late? Let's go, let's go in!" Zhang Zhenyang took a step back with a fake smile.Just avoiding the girl's outstretched arm.

He is not a stallion like the original owner, and he can't bear this kind of kid.

You Shu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yes, yes, why did I forget the most important thing, let's go in, I have reserved a seat before."

It took her a lot of effort to make a reservation for the ** restaurant on the top floor.

Sitting in the car, Sister Man thought for a while and said, "I won't go in, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Zhang Zhenyang quickly pulled the car door, looking pitiful, "Who will take me back then?"

He has no car and no money, Sister Man just wants to be here by doing this.

You Shu stepped forward and waved at Sister Man, "It's okay, Sister Man, if you have something to do, go and do it first. I'll ask the driver to take Brother Zhenyang back later."

"Then trouble Miss Youshu." Sister Man said, motioning for Zhang Zhenyang to release the car door, and mouthing to tell him to seize the opportunity.

Don't miss the opportunity to hit the headlines tomorrow.

Zhang Zhenyang wants to cry but has no tears. These two women are in collusion, right?Why are you talking so consistently?

You Shu had already taken Zhang Zhenyang's arm affectionately, and said, "Brother Zhenyang, let's go in, I always feel that someone is watching us."

Nonsense, if you hold my hand, someone must want to see it.

And not only do you have to watch it, but you will also be on the headlines tomorrow, girl, you are so young, aren't you afraid that your family will say that you have a puppy love?

Pulling like this, Zhang Zhenyang was pulled into the hotel by Youshu, a black shadow flashed by the door, and then with a piercing sound, the black Maybach reversed back to the hotel door.

Although the person in the car was wearing sunglasses, he still couldn't hide the coldness on his face. He opened the door, handed the key to the doorman, and asked, "Which floor did he go to?"