I don't want to wash white after wearing it into slag A

Jian Linyi only glanced at the cigarette butt in front of Pei Song, and naturally walked over to take her hand, "Smoking so many cigarettes, what's the matter?"

"Seeing you talking with others, I'm not happy." Pei Song smiled, pulled him over, and rubbed the back of Jian Linyi's neck.

"Don't get me wrong," Jian Linyi took the cigarette butt from Pei Song's hand, "I don't know that person well."

"No mistake."

"Really not?"

Pei Song leaned against the wall, looked at Jian Linyi with gentle eyes, "No."

Jian Linyi raised her eyebrows, obviously suspicious.

"Okay," Pei Song grabbed Jian Linyi's waist, "I'm still a little unhappy."

Jian Linyi followed Pei Song's strength and leaned into her arms. Hearing this, she turned her head and kissed Pei Song's face.

Gently, superficially.

"What about now?" Jian Linyi asked Pei Song with a smile in his voice.

Pei Song was not satisfied, "I'm still a little unhappy."

She coaxed in a low voice, "If you kiss again, maybe I will be happy."

Jian Linyi looked at Pei Song, put his hand around her neck, raised his head slightly, and pressed Pei Song's smoke-smelling lips.

Before Pei Song could react, Jian Linyi had already backed away.

"Are you happy?"

Pei Song's lips fluttered, and the soft touch was slowly transmitted to the nerve center. The brain clamored frantically to ask for it, and the emotions that surged because of this light kiss were firmly bound in the body, and could only be glimpsed through the black eyes.

"Why don't you talk?" Jian Linyi's words were like a fuse.

Pei Song tightened his arms around Jian Linyi's waist, and put his other hand on the back of the head of the person in his embrace. With extreme restraint and possessiveness, he blocked someone's smiling lips.

This is their first kiss.

The pungent smell of smoke passed between the lips and teeth, affecting the fire on the ground and disturbing the mind.

When they were separated, Pei Song pecked and kissed Jian Linyi tightly, panting for breath.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Pei Song smiled lowly, pressing against someone's red lips, and the vague words fell directly on Jian Linyi without any medium.

Jian Linyi glanced lightly at Pei Song, and spoke in an airy voice, "What did you say?"

"Say, let you take it easy, you still have to film in the afternoon?"

Jian Linyi touched Pei Song's forehead with his index finger, "Or, if you continue to kiss me, I can only see people wearing a mask?"

Hearing this, Pei Song didn't have the slightest intention of introspection, "That's why I kissed for a while."

In other words, she was restrained enough.

"Tsk."

Jian Linyi's lips were numb, and she nestled in Pei Song's arms very dissatisfied, and bit down on the side of the woman's neck.

It looked ruthless, but it didn't have much strength, and the teeth marks left didn't last long.

Pei Song followed Jian Linyi's hair on the back of her head, and let her toss.

"Let's go."

Jian Linyi finished the trouble, came out of Pei Song's arms, and was shivered by the cold wind.

Pei Song took off his coat and put it on for others, "Well, let's go."

Otherwise, you will run into that unlucky man.

Back on the set, the staff members who were used to seeing strong winds and waves saw Jian Linyi's appearance, and then looked at the protective posture of the assistant next to the heroine. They all understood what happened in their hearts, and they ate melons in private. Never mind.

The makeup artist was a little distressed, and finally resigned to her fate and chose to give up lipstick.

The natural lip color is pretty nice too.

At the starched tea table sat two men.

Jian Zhang brewed tea familiarly, and poured tea into the porcelain cup in front of Jian Fengshu while pressing the lid. The dark green tea liquid bumped against the wall of the cup, causing the white porcelain cup to gradually bleed red.

"You are becoming more and more proficient." Jian Fengshu said with satisfaction.

"You teach well."

Jian Zhang said this without any disturbance, and there was no emotion on his face.

Although Jian Fengshu didn't care about things on the surface, more than half of the real power was still in the hands of the head of the family. No matter how much outsiders praised Jian Zhang as a powerful person, everyone who knew the situation knew that powerful people didn't show their faces, so Jian Zhang couldn't do it. It's a back wave that hasn't fully taken off.

So Jianzhang had to come to condolences to this father from time to time.

Jian Fengshu's body is very good, but his will is the first to step into old age. With a straight hairstyle and a Chinese tunic suit, he sometimes listens to ditties and reads tabloids. His life is leisurely.

"How is your sister recently?"

The old man quietly picked up the tea, took a sip, and sighed soothingly.

Jian Zhang twitched his mouth when he heard the question that had not changed for thousands of years.

Jian Fengshu's heart was set on Lin Yu's daughter.

"She's been filming recently, so she should be fine."

"Calculating the time, I haven't seen this child for a month."

Jian Zhang raised his eyes, "Are you going to visit the class?"

"No, I'm old and my body is failing." Jian Fengshu shook his head slowly.

Jian Zhang looked at his father's rather sturdy physique, and chose to shut up.

"How is the company doing recently?"

When Jian Zhang heard this, his eyes darkened.

He looked at Jian Fengshu's expression, saw that his father was only drinking tea slowly, he was relieved, "Everything is on the right track."

Weird.

There was some problem with the subsidiary that Jian Fengshu trained for him before, and at that time the old man planned to make a will, Jian Zhang knew in his heart that this man had a preference for Jian Linyi, if Jian Fengshu knew that the subsidiary was in his hands If it is not good, the distribution of the inheritance will definitely change drastically, so Jian Zhang gritted his teeth and took the subsidiary company to the past by himself, without letting any news reach Jian Fengshu.

It's just that the methods used are not very bright.

The problems left over are huge, and even affect the current parent company. Jian Zhang must use all his connections to smooth out his own methods at the beginning, otherwise he will not only lose his inheritance, but also have a high probability of going directly to prison.

Especially recently, an email from overseas was sent to him. There were only a few words, and the key words mentioned were all the dirty things he had done back then.

It is impossible to say that Jianzhang is not panicking.

Jian Fengshu's question just plucked Jian Zhang's tense nerves.

"That's good. When you have time, you can arrange it and I'll go take a look." Jian Fengshu said.

Jian Zhang nodded, and the two of them fell silent.

Jian Fengshu sipped the tea slowly, and Jian Zhang would refill it for him from time to time, which was harmonious.

"Xiao Zhang."

Jian Fengshu pressed down the rim of the cup when Jian Zhang started to pour tea, and called Jian Zhang by his nickname.

Jian Zhang froze.

"what happened?"

"Your mother only left me a word when she was leaving."

Jian Fengshu, as if reminiscing about the past, didn't take into account Jian Zhang's dark complexion just after hearing the first three words, and said to himself, "She said, she just wants me to raise you up."

"So." Jian Zhang couldn't understand Jian Fengshu's appearance very much, as if this man really had feelings for his mother.

"I thought I did it, but now I have doubts."

Jian Fengshu lightly tapped the wall of the cup with his fingers, making a slight clicking sound.

The sound seemed to hit Jian Zhang's eardrums, catalyzing anxiety.

"Why?" These two words revealed disrespect.

Jian Fengshu glanced at his eldest son faintly, "You always demand too much of yourself."

Jian Zhang clenched his fist, his veins stretched.

"And think too much."

Jian Zhang did not refute.

Jian Fengshu picked up the teapot by himself and poured out the tea liquid.

"I remember I told you a very simple story." The man lowered his eyes, the corners of his eyes were drooping, "a child was eager to get the dessert on the table, but because he was not big enough, he tore the entire tablecloth, and the table Everything on it fell to the ground."

"He didn't get anything in the end, except for a mess."

After Jian Fengshu finished speaking, he took a sip of tea and didn't look at Jian Zhang, "You and Lin Yi are more unstable than the other."

Jian Zhang loosened his fist, noncommittal.

Jian Fengshu glanced at the bright sky outside, and felt that there were some things that could be said at the end, so he got up quickly, "Okay, you can go back."

When Jian Zhang went out, the sun dazzled his eyes, but when he thought of what Jian Fengshu said, he felt a chill again.

He suspected that the email was written by Jian Linyi, but he couldn't find out where it came from. It was a windfall to start with Jian Linyi.

Jian Zhang didn't expect Jian Linyi to have a young lover.

He didn't care about it at first, but after hearing Jian Fengshu's words today, he decided to go and have a look.

As soon as the car was on the road, a call came from the company. Jian Zhang pressed the speakerphone and listened to the assistant explain the situation.

"Mr. Pei?"

Jian Zhang frowned.

"Yes," the assistant's polite words came from the microphone, "the person in charge over there wants to communicate with you directly."

"Now?"

"Yes."

Jian Zhang didn't know why Mrs. Pei came to the door without an appointment, but the other party came with cooperation, so he couldn't refuse.

At the next intersection, Jian Zhang turned the car around and changed his plan to visit the class.

Pei Ye, who was in the office, breathed a sigh of relief when he got the exact news of his meeting with Jian Zhang from his secretary.

As a younger brother, he is quite handy in making irrelevant people have no energy to bother his sister in the last period of time.

After that kiss, the two of them had a tacit understanding.

Today, as soon as Huoshaoyun paved half the sky, Jian Linyi started to play. As soon as the two of them entered the hotel room and closed the door, Pei Song's fingers were hooked.

The weak flame started to start a prairie fire from the fingertips, aroused the fire of desire, instantly burned the reason, and the scorching temperature scorched the nerves. The moment Pei Song received the hint, he grabbed Jian Linyi's wrist and pressed him against the wall. .

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