Host, actor's ex-boyfriend's blackening value +1+1

Xiao Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

He handed the phone screen to Jiang Chiyan, "Look for yourself."

Jiang Chiyan took it and asked Xiao Cheng for the lock screen password.

"There is no password, I use face unlock." Xiao Cheng said.

Xiao Cheng raised his hand, lightly lifted Jiang Chiyan's chin, and aimed at the phone screen.

"Click—" the phone unlocked.

The joy in Jiang Chiyan's eyes deepened.

He put his arms around Xiao Cheng's shoulders, half-closed his eyes, "This is your privacy... Do you mind if I see it?"

Xiao Cheng shook his head, "For you, I don't need privacy, nor freedom."

dinner...

Once our love begins, it cannot end.

I hope that in the future you can use my name to reject everyone.

Xiao Cheng held Jiang Chiyan's hand.

Just wanted to say something.

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Brother Cheng, are you in the house?"

"Brother Cheng, sister Ting asked us to have a meeting in your office."

"Mr. Xiao, can I come in?"

Xiao Cheng suddenly got up from Jiang Chiyan's lap.

Like stealing love.

His dark eyes were full of panic, he swallowed his saliva, and looked at Jiang Chiyan with confidence.

"Jiang Chiyan, how about... you hide first?"

Although he dreamed of having an official announcement with Jiang Chi.

However, the matter of Shen Yunxing is still on the cusp.

If there is a scandal at this time, it is a living target.

Jiang Chiyan tugged at his neckline, and sat lazily on the chair, motionless.

"What did you call me?"

"Late banquet?" Xiao Cheng changed his address.

Jiang Chiyan had a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"A Yan?"

Jiang Chiyan was still dissatisfied and stared straight at him.

Xiao Cheng looked away unnaturally, leaned over to Jiang Chiyan's ear, and shouted——

"husband."

Jiang Chiyan smiled, "Good boy."

He stood up slowly.

The lazy fox eyes looked around.

Xiao Cheng's office is minimalist black and white.

Jiang Chiyan looked around, but couldn't find a place to hide.

Instead, there was a poster on the wall beside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The poster is a photo of Xiao Cheng's set makeup for a costume drama.

Dressed in pure black and golden dragon pattern court clothes, his eyes are full of domineering power over the world.

What Jiang Chiyan thought was...

Afterwards, coax Xiao Cheng to call Xianggong, and call Husband to listen.

Seems pretty good too.

At this time-

Lu Ting's voice came from outside the office.

"Why are you all surrounded here, didn't you let you go in and wait?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Ting stretched out his hand to push the office door.

Xiao Cheng grabbed Jiang Chiyan by the collar.

Throw him directly under the table.

Jiang Chiyan was stunned: "You..." He was about to lean out from under the table in the next second.

Xiao Cheng covered his mouth.

Then, pretending to be calm, he raised his head and greeted his colleagues in the studio.

A group of people walked in in a hurry.

Lu Ting walked in the front of the crowd, and asked Xiao Cheng with concern: "Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

Xiao Cheng froze for a moment, and wanted to withdraw his hand under the table as if guilty.

It's just that he hasn't had time to move yet.

It felt like the wrist was tightly bound, and the palm was moist.

Jiang Chiyan squatted under the table and licked his hand.

The deep fox eyes are smiling, and the eyes are straight.

Xiao Cheng's hand trembled, his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and he told Lu that it was all right, but his voice was very hoarse.

But Jiang Chiyan's lips gradually moved up along Xiao Cheng's palm.

until it climbed to the pulse side of his wrist.

Jiang Chiyan bit his vein lightly, causing Xiao Cheng to bend over and almost groan.

"Xiao Cheng, are you having a convulsion?" Lu Ting put the information on the table, "The blushing heart is beating, can't it be dating?"

Xiao Cheng sat up straight, coughed lightly: "I'm teasing a dog."

Jiang Chiyan at the bottom of the table ground his teeth.

Lu Ting: "Did you bring the dog to the office?"

Xiao Cheng lied without changing his expression, "Hook up a video with our dog."

Jiang Chiyan narrowed his eyes.

He wanted to punish Xiao Cheng on the spot.

Xiao Wu next to Lu Ting asked, "Brother Cheng, what breed is your dog? Do you have a photo?"

Xiao Cheng smiled: "Yes."

In his private villa, there is a room that is locked all the year round.

A whole room.

They were all photos of Jiang Chiyan.

Xiao Cheng added another sentence to Xiao Wu: "But I don't want to show it to you."

Xiao Wu: "Huh?"

Xiao Cheng said lightly: "I am possessive."

Lu Ting: "Okay, let's get down to business, Shen Yunxing's negative news, the PR side is suppressing it, and the legal side..."

Lu Ting paused, then looked at Xiao Cheng: "Xiao Cheng, you can contact Lawyer Xiajiang to see if he is willing to accept this lawsuit."

Xiao Cheng replied subconsciously: "He answered."

Lu Ting frowned: "Xiao Cheng, our studio can't afford the lawyer's fees, you can't let lawyer Jiang work for nothing."

She vaguely remembered.

The last time Seventeen Paintings sued Xiao Cheng for plagiarism, it was Jiang Chiyan's lawsuit.

It seems that Xiao Cheng didn't pay Lawyer Jiang's legal fees.

Lu Ting: "He is a top lawyer in the Red Circle firm. I know you are familiar with him, but it is not suitable for you to prostitute for hundreds of millions of legal fees."

Xiao Cheng: "..."

Jiang Chiyan: "..."

He squatted under the table and sent Xiao Cheng a WeChat message on his mobile phone.

Jiang Chiyan: "It's quite appropriate."

Jiang Chiyan: "You pay the lawyer's fee, but in the end I have to hand over my salary card to you, no trouble."

Xiao Cheng's phone vibrated twice.

He was chatting about work with his colleagues in the studio, and he didn't have time to watch it.

Xiao Chengxi's words are like gold, and Lu Ting is vigorous and resolute.

So a work meeting ended in less than 10 minutes.

A group of people walked out in a hurry.

In the room, only Lu Ting, Xiao Cheng and Jiang Chiyan were left squatting under the table.

Lu Ting put two invitation letters on the table.

"Nan Qiao came to talk to me just now. The variety show "Temperature of the Law" will premiere on the prime time of the national TV station. I suggest you to participate."

Xiao Cheng looked down at the invitation letter on the table.

Two invitations.

One is a red star guest invitation letter.

One is a blue invitation letter for legal professional guests.

It was for him and Jiang Chiyan.

Lu Ting added: "If Jiang Chiyan agrees, you can speculate on CP with him appropriately, but don't dance too much, the studio will pay for the fee, you ask him to set a price."

Xiao Cheng: "..." This is really exciting.

Jiang Chiyan, who was eavesdropping under the table, took out his phone again and sent Xiao Cheng a WeChat message.

Jiang Chiyan: "Don't dance too much...Does kissing count? Does wall slamming count? Floor slamming bed slamming?"

Jiang Chiyan: "If you have to ask for a price to speculate on a CP, then if I take the initiative to fall in love with you, won't I lose everything?"

Xiao Cheng didn't want to talk to him.

However, Lu Ting and Xiao Cheng had been chatting about work and had no intention of leaving.

Jiang Chiyan's legs began to ache and numb.

He stretched out his hand towards Xiao Cheng.

White and translucent fingers touched Xiao Cheng's knee.

Xiao Cheng's body trembled.

Due to the presence of Lu Ting, he didn't dare to make too much movement, and didn't slap him away.

Jiang Chiyan became more and more presumptuous.

Fingertips follow the line of Xiao Cheng's thigh, gradually upward.

Xiao Cheng was extremely nervous.

The whole person sat stiffly on the chair, not daring to move.

Jiang Chiyan's fingertips were cold.

Obviously through the thin trousers fabric.

However, Xiao Cheng felt that the skin touched by Jiang Chiyan was extremely hot.

Gradually, Xiao Cheng became a little absent-minded.

From time to time, he lowered his eyes and condescendingly glanced at Jiang Chiyan who was huddled under the table.

he sits...

Jiang Chiyan squatted.

The space under the table was narrow, Jiang Chiyan had to tilt his head, his eyes and his waistline...

is on a horizontal line.

Xiao Cheng looked away uncomfortably, he didn't listen to a word of what Lu heard next.

until--

Jiang Chiyan reached out and hooked the metal buckle of Xiao Cheng's belt.

Xiao Cheng lowered his eyes, his face was so red that he could bleed.

His hands trembled, and he accidentally knocked the folder on the desktop down by his feet.

Lu Ting bent down to pick it up.

Xiao Cheng was one step ahead of her, "Listen, I'll come."

Xiao Cheng bent down.

Leaning over, under the cover of the desk, kissed Jiang Chiyan's lips.