Mr. always refuses to divorce

I have to say that not being smart enough is sometimes a good thing.

Like what he said just now, Nan Yue would not be able to say it at any other time.

The temperature of the man's palm and the heat from his breath rushed to his face, Jiang Jingbai suspected that he was so hot that he was going to glow red.

Some people are stern and unkind on the surface, but what they say in private under the covers has nothing to do with "coldness".

Jiang Jingbai didn't want Nan Yue to feel the temperature change on his face, so he lowered his head and tilted his face, and buried himself in the gap between Nan Yue's shoulder and the pillow, his voice was muffled: "...I won't misunderstand again."

It was obvious that she was made shy by Nan Yue's dignified and serious operation of talking about love.

"That's the best." Nan Yue smiled, let go of Jiang Jingbai's hand, pressed it back to his waist, and pulled him into his arms.

In the early morning of the next day, Nan Yue still woke up earlier than Jiang Jingbai.

Jiang Jingbai didn't feel the temperature of the person next to him, he turned over in a daze and looked at the closet, Nan Yue was standing there changing clothes.

Sensing the sight from the bed, Nan Yue continued to button his button without changing his face: "Go to the soup dumpling shop you mentioned yesterday for breakfast?"

Jiang Jingbai ate a small soup dumpling packed by the clerk yesterday, and was immediately captivated by the sweetness of the soup. He asked the clerk for the address, and chatted on WeChat in the afternoon, saying that he would bring Nanyue to taste it too.

Jiang Jingbai stretched out his hand to pull the quilt down, lay on the bed and nodded to Nan Yue.

He was planning quickly in his mind. If he went out to eat, he would not have to get up in advance to cook and clean up the dishes. After deducting the miscellaneous bits and pieces of time, he could stay in bed for 5 minutes without talking.

Just as Jiang Jingbai made the conclusion of "5 minutes", he saw Nan Yue come out with a tie out of the corner of his eye, and immediately overturned the conclusion: "Wait a minute."

Nan Yue stopped and turned to look at him.

"You are too far away, come closer." Jiang Jingbai sat up, crawled to the bed, and waved to him.

Nan Yue realized what he was going to do, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, stepped forward as he said, and handed over the tie in his hand very consciously.

Jiang Jingbai originally followed the movement of crawling over and sat on his knees, but Nanyue was too tall, and even if he bowed down, there was an inconvenient height gap, so Jiang Jingbai stopped sitting and straightened his waist to look over Nanyue's clothes. Collar, help him tie the tie seriously.

He just got out of the bed, sleepy-eyed, with two small golden hairs on the top of his head turned outward disobediently, with his knees spread apart and propped on both sides of his body, like a beautiful undefended fox, from the perspective of Nan Yue In the past, innocent to the extreme.

Jiang Jingbai tightened his tie knot, lightly pulled the front of the small collar to adjust the skeleton, and stretched out his hand to Nanyue, with the palm facing up.

Nan Yue felt something in his heart, and tacitly raised his wrists one by one, asking Jiang Jingbai to help him button his cuffs one by one.

After finishing all this, Jiang Jingbai sat down again, supported the edge of the bed with his hands, raised his head and bent his eyes to look at him: "How is it?"

Nan Yue didn't speak, and pressed him onto the bed, pampered Jiang Jingbai's earlobe and collarbone, and finally took a gentle bite on his neck.

I made the most straightforward response through my actions, "very good".

The healthy man was already in high spirits when he just woke up, Jiang Jingbai was stimulated by Nan Yue and his relatives, and almost couldn't control it, so he hummed aloud early in the morning.

Nan Yue has a sense of propriety, it's impossible to mess around with him at this time, and when he's almost teased, he gets up from Jiang Jingbai's body, watching him blushing and sweeping away his drowsiness, then he pulls on his slippers and goes straight to the bathroom, ready to wash up.

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The weekend is Tanabata, Jiang Jingbai and Nanyue booked a flight for Friday afternoon.

After lunch on Friday, Jiang Jingbai was taken to the Xinya Building by the driver surnamed Bi. He only waited for Nanyue to finish his internal meeting, and then flew to a small southern city where he was vacationing on Qixi Festival.

It is impossible for Nanyue to expose to Jiang Jingbai the cautiousness of "house arrest" on the sea surface. There is still no shortage of yachts to go to sea. The distance from Xinya Building to the airport is much closer than starting from the flower shop. Since Jiang Jingbai is done with the shop For this matter, Nan Yue simply sent someone to bring him to his side first.

There are only two offices on the top floor, one is permanently resident by Geng Wenqing, and the other was only used by Nan Yue once in 800 years.

Jiang Jingbai entered Nan Yue's room, and found that the layout of the room was not the same as the president's extravagant office described in the novel except that it was spacious enough.

It is a simple and capable business style, and there is no expensive and rare sofa carpet at all.

Of course, it's also possible that Jiang Jingbai didn't have enough vision to see that they were expensive.

Jiang Jingbai looked at the office curiously, while Nan Yue quietly followed him with his eyes.

After Jiang Jingbai finished looking at it, he met Shang Nanyue's eyes and expressed his sightseeing thoughts: "It matches you very well."

This sounded like a compliment, but it didn't look like a compliment.

Nan Yue looked around at the cold color schemes around him from the corner of his eye, feeling helpless and funny in his heart.

"Come here." He called Jiang Jingbai to the window, raised his chin, motioned him to look out.

Jiang Jingbai stood beside him, and found that standing in front of this window, he could overlook half of the film and television base behind the building.

Nan Yue said to him: "The film and television base is just behind, if you are interested in visiting, let Xu Lei take you there."

Xu Lei was the special assistant lady who watched her boss' car crash last time.

Nan Yue: "If not, just stay here and rest until I come back. If you feel bored, you can also send me a message."

Jiang Jingbai smiled: "Send you a message? Aren't you going to a meeting?"

"You can send it." Nan Yue said.

This meeting was mainly aimed at the talent show that Xuehong participated in.

The great wave of the times is forcing the entertainment industry to change its past and make new ones. The old talent training model has entered a weak period. The talent show launched by Xinya this time is comprehensive, with performances, singing and dancing, and even creative players. It can be described as a bold attempt to change the blood .

Each episode of the program is edited with only the 120-minute progress bar. Which contestant can have more camera opportunities? This is not a question that is considered in the post-production. Focus on those with great potential and give priority to training, so as not to be picked up by other companies.

Nan Yue's participation in this meeting was not to listen to their competition system adjustments and evaluation results, but to show his face, to show that he took a serious attitude, to wind up the people below, and to leave after playing the role of suppression, and Jiang Jingbai chatting and fishing is nothing at all.

Nan Yue gave Jiang Jingbai a few more words of advice, then looked down at the dial: "If you have any other needs, just mention it to Xu Lei, I'll go there first."

Jiang Jingbai nodded obediently and agreed to everything.

Xu Lei sent Nanyue into the elevator, went back the same way, and looked at Jiang Jingbai standing by the office window looking out, her eyes showed a bit of admiration, if it wasn't for her demeanor that didn't allow it, she would have wanted to applaud Jiang Jingbai.

She couldn't accept that Nan Yue could utter such a long series of nags like an old lady.

"Mr. Jiang," Xu Lei called him, "I'm going to find someone at the studio later, would you like to come with me to have a look?"

She asked this because Jiang Jingbai stood by the French window for a long while, obviously curious, but seemed too embarrassed to bother others.

Xu Lei's words were clever, and she didn't say that taking Jiang Jingbai on a tour was a job.

Since he was on the way, Jiang Jingbai was also happy to go down for a walk.

The film and television base is basically connected to the main building, with only a small green square in the middle. When viewed from a height, the base and the square feel very miniature, and the actual area is not small.

Xu Lei said that if you are looking for someone, you can find someone, and if you don’t have a job, you can make up a job on the spot. She took Jiang Jingbai around the main studios, and really went to the brightest and busiest one to find someone. Jiang Jingbai explained: "You should have heard of the show at the end of the year in Xinya. Recently, they have been filming self-introduction VCRs for the contestants who have entered the finals before the competition."

This is not a small project. Each contestant needs to be styled, and videos and still photos are to be taken. Hundreds of people will take at least half a week to complete it. These days, different batches of contestants come every day. Go, while Xu Lei and Jiang Jingbai were talking, a staff member led a small group of people out of the waiting room and lined up towards the studio.

When Jiang Jingbai heard about the finalists, he couldn't help thinking of the cosplayer named Xuehong.

He had just flashed through his mind the photo of the other party without makeup printed on the glass phone case, and the next second he saw a very similar face at the end of the line, and it disappeared after just one glance.

Jiang Jingbai's eyes paused, and he thought that it couldn't be such a coincidence.

Just as he was amazed, some people in the contestant team were even more amazed than him, and whispered to each other.

"This hairstyle?... Does this guy look like the blond brother who became popular on Weibo a few days ago???"

"Come on, he's also here to shoot VCRs? Does he have tens of millions of followers on Weibo? Do we still have anything to compare?"

"Hey...with such a small face, he must be very photogenic. Let's not talk about comparing fans, first of all, the face is not comparable."

These whispering contestants spoke very sadly, but their faces were full of curiosity and excitement, and they cast their inquiring gazes away from a long distance away.

On the other hand, someone behind the line kept his mouth shut and looked over with wide eyes under the cover of the people in the front row, his eyes full of disbelief.