The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

The school bully's clever head is full of love lawsuits, and he only needs to use a notebook to draw a diagram of the relationship between the characters.

Sister Lan watched the side scene and took pictures for a while. The young man was able to hold himself steady, so he left the shed. On the aisle, he saw Xie Ting wearing sunglasses, chewing gum and walking towards him with a displeased face.

After Sister Lan greeted him with a smile and was ignored by the other party, she walked towards her shed indifferently.

There was already an aunt sitting in his shed, seeing him coming back, Xiao Qiangwei immediately threw away the magazine in her hand, ran up happily, hugged his arm and acted like a baby, and sweetly called: "Uncle~"

"..."

Jin Lan poked her head away with one finger: "Go away, don't rub the powder on my clothes."

Xiao Qiangwei pursed her lips in reluctance, and got closer: "No, if you push me away, I'll call you aunt."

"..."

"Nie Zhan, your mother deducted your pocket money again, come here to play wild?" Since Jinlan is in the women's clothing business, she also wears a lot of women's clothing, many times, such as this time, she was seen by Xiao Qiangwei.

This niece was far from being so well-behaved on the surface, and even very rebellious. After seeing him in women's clothing for the first time, she boldly called him: "Auntie."

"That's right, the golden flowers can be picked, and all my pocket money for the summer vacation has been deducted." Xiao Qiangwei came to collect debts this time: "Uncle, just give me some, I promise not to put you in women's clothing." Tell my mom about it."

"I'll send four."

Xiao Qiangwei raised four fingers to swear to this day.

Jin Lan's sister is Jin Hua, Xiao Qiangwei's mother.

"I've told you many times that I wear women's clothes because of work, not because of your wild imagination." Jin Lan was so angry that she got a headache.

"Oh." Xiao Qiangwei looked at the sky, seemingly unintentionally asked: "Then why are you still wearing women's clothes when you don't need to work?"

"Still wearing nail polish?"

Jinlan: "..."

Xiao Qiangwei sat down on the sofa, grabbed Jinlan's clothes belt and complained, "Uncle, just admit it. Women's clothing can only be worn once and countless times. As long as you wear it once, you will continue to wear it countless times. Personal hobbies are not What a big deal."

Jin Lan sneered and said, "It's not a big deal, why are you threatening me over and over again?"

"Um.....they don't have pocket money anymore!"

Jin Lan was more angry than this: "Look at you, you are almost grown up, people of your age are already working here, but you are still asking for money."

Xiao Xiaohua was the best at pretending, and continued to coax: "That's because I have an uncle who dotes on me. Those who come out to work early must not be hurt by anyone. It must be different if I have an uncle!"

Jin Lan pinched her nose: "Huh, sweet mouth."

"2000 yuan, is it enough for your summer vacation?"

Xiao Qiangwei took it, and took a sip on Jin Lan's face: "Thank you, Uncle, I love Uncle the most, okay~"

Jin Lan disliked the saliva she rubbed against his face, and pointed to the door: "Get out, get the money and get out."

Even though the air conditioner was turned on in the shed, and there were more than a dozen sets of clothes on and off, he was still sweating. He was thinking about cooking for Xie Ting, so he moved much faster.

Pulling his broken foot, he yelled in a low voice, Xie Ting heard it from the sofa, knocked on the door of the dressing room, and asked, "How is Brother Jing?"

Bian Jing endured the pain, stood up, quickly took off his trousers, and put on the next one: "It's okay, I touched the wound."

Xie Ting: "You open the door first and let me take a look."

The side scene opened the door after he had put on his clothes neatly. Xie Ting squatted down to look at his feet. He couldn't see clearly through the sunglasses, so he took them off and looked carefully. There was a scratch on the heel that was about to heal.

It's red and itchy, Bian Jing wants to reach out and scratch.

Xie Ting grabbed his hand and said, "Don't move, I'll pat you."

Side view: "Yeah."

The photographer is urging: "Where is the model, is the model ready?"

Bian Jing replied: "Okay, come right away." Pushing Xie Ting's shoulder, he said: "Brother Ting, I'm going."

Xie Ting: "Wait a minute, I'll fix it for you."

Xie Ting lifted Bian Jing's injured trouser leg above the injured ankle, and the other trouser hem was firmly tied at the ankle. Xie Ting stood up, half of the jacket that he had tucked into the belt leaked out.

"All right."

Looking at the side view in the mirror, such a change made her look even more casual and lazy: "Brother Ting, you're awesome."

"go quickly."

"Well, when I come back, right away, there is only the last set."

Xie Ting pushed him.

Perhaps because I was looking forward to getting off work, the last two sets of side scenes were shot quickly, and the work was completed within 10 minutes.

Bian Jing changed back to his clothes, talked to Sister Lan, and took Xie Ting home.

Xie Ting saw him from behind like a big eagle spreading its wings, and asked with a smile, "Brother Jing, why are you so happy?"

Bian Jing flicked the belt of his clothes, this set was given to him by Sister Lan, and said, "No, I just think it's not bad if I go to and from get off work with you like this every day."

Xie Ting agreed: "Then we will go to and from get off work together."

Bian Jing didn't think about the future either: "Okay, let's go, the bus is here."

Xie Ting hurried to keep up.