In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

After a while, Jiang Yu was lying on the soft fabric sofa, his legs dangling in the air, he dialed Mo Songlin's number, thinking about what to say in his mind.

——Mr. Mo, seeing each other every day is like three autumns, I really miss you so much~ The outside world is so scary, I really want to go back quickly and be with Mr. Mo~

No, it's too fake.

——Stupid, my master is as close as glue to Bai Yueguang now, you and I are like glue, you just keep on talking, and see if I blacken you in front of Bai Yueguang, and then it's over.

This doesn't work either, it's too heartfelt.

Just as he was thinking, the phone was connected, and Mo Songlin's voice came out: "Hello?"

The sound is very normal, there is no noise or strange background sound.

With great regret, Jiang Yu stuffed the small notebook and pen he had just taken out back into his trouser pocket.He pondered for a while, and called softly: "Mr. Mo, it's me."

The person on the opposite side was silent for a while, and his tone suddenly turned bad: "The steward said you didn't go back last night, what's the matter? Your wings became stiff after letting you go out for a day?"

Jiang Yu thought to himself, didn't I call you yesterday?

It seems that the president who is not bald at 25 must have some other problem, such as the early onset of Alzheimer's disease.

"I...Mr. Mo...I..."

Mo Songlin interrupted him coldly: "Where are you now?"

"In the crew..." Jiang Yu seemed to hear Mo Songlin's displeasure, his voice was as quiet as a mosquito.

"Where is the crew? Where did you get your cell phone?"

"The phone... was lent to me by the crew."

"Send the location to my phone."

"--it is good."

After finishing speaking, the opposite party hung up the phone at once.Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Mo Songlin was going to turn his back on him, but he had already come to Country Y, and Mo Songlin couldn't do anything to him for a while, as for after going back...

Then let the storm come harder!

Jiang Yu was so happy that he rolled on the sofa, and his heart automatically played the comment about the second illness in the anime: life, it really has to be full of waves to be interesting.

Rolling and rolling, he rolled onto the carpet in front of the sofa, and the small book fell out of his pocket. He paused, got up and carefully picked up the book, blew it twice, squeezed his thumb, and the pages cracked. Flipping through the pages, Mo Songlin's "crimes" were densely listed on the first dozen pages.

In a certain month of a certain year, the scumbag brought the two of them back to the villa 3.p. The next morning, a certain servant was carried to a private hospital.

In a certain month of a certain year, the scumbag maliciously competed in business, stole a certain party’s business secrets, and made an important speech: I sent him that Xiaomi, and I left it all, and he even treated it as a It's funny baby.

On a certain month in a certain year, the scumbag saw the golden horse actor on TV, his brows resembled the white moonlight, and he was shocked. He asked people to inquire about the actor's background, but was told that the actor had a deep background and it was difficult for the scumbag to do so, so he scratched his head and got angry. , casualties...cross out, more than a dozen domestic helpers were injured, and more than a hundred dishes and TVs were damaged. (ps: This article will continue to be counted.)

Jiang Yu closed the notebook and showed a satisfied smile.

At the beginning, he chose to write these down in a notebook because he didn’t have a mobile phone, and he was afraid that he would forget it when he needed it someday, so he found a notebook, and stacked thin things like paper one by one to form a book. A thick stack can give people a special sense of accomplishment.

When this book is full, the content in it should be enough to make Bai Yueguang, who was blinded by the scumbag, change his mind, right?

Jiang Yu pressed the notebook to his heart, the more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help rolling it on the carpet twice.

Just after rolling 180 degrees, the phone rang beeping.Jiang Yu took it over and took a look, why is it Mo Songlin again?

"Hello... Mr. Mo?"

There was a whistling wind and the sound of the car door closing on the phone, "Come out, I'm outside St. Aubens Castle."

Jiang Yu's breath stagnated: "Mr. Mo, why are you here?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come out, you are limited to 5 minutes."

"Understood, I'll go there!"

Jiang Yu put down the phone, his heart pounding, what a coincidence, is Mo Songlin actually on a business trip in Country Y? !

He quickly got up from the ground, pushed the door and ran out, when passing through Qin Huai's room, Jiang Yu braked suddenly, took a deep breath, and knocked lightly on the door.

Qin Huai's gentle voice came through the door: "Wait a minute."

The door opened, and Qin Huai, who was wearing white coral velvet home clothes, appeared from behind the door. The white and soft cloth made him very gentle, but there was always an indifference and coldness all over him, which matched this gentleness. The temperamental contradictions are harmoniously blended together.

Jiang Yu was stunned, thinking, is this the fishing beauty?

Qin Huai: "Is there something wrong?"

"Hey, that, Mr. Mo... My family is here to see me, can I go out for a while?"

"?" Qin Huai frowned slightly: "There's no need to tell me about this kind of thing, right?"

Really, why is this person so troublesome...

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yu in front of him suddenly had a face full of joy and gratitude, and bowed to the door: "Thank you, Mr. Qin! Mr. Qin is so kind! Thank you, thank you!"

Qin Huai was taken aback, and belatedly saw the sensitive heart hidden under the gratitude and joy from the face of this little stand-in.This kind of person is humble and fragile. Once he is given a little bit of charity, he will be so grateful that he can't help himself. It's really...

No wonder he chased Mo Songlin like crazy. Mo Songlin's charity, which was like raising a dog, might be an unforgettable warmth for him.

Looking at that hairy head, Qin Huai suddenly wanted to reach out and rub it. He is not a kind person, but he couldn't help feeling pity at this moment, causing him to slowly stretch out his hand towards the hair that looked soft and easy to rub. head--

Then the head slipped away from him, and Jiang Yu said without turning his head: "My family is still waiting for me at the castle gate, I'll go first—"

Qin Huai withdrew his hand and shook it with his long and slender fingers. Hearing the cheerful and relaxed tone, he always had the feeling of being cheated somewhere.

Castle tunnel entrance.

Mo Songlin was wearing a gray long windbreaker, leaning on the convertible, his eyes fell on the Patek Philippe on his wrist, he tapped the dial twice with his fingers impatiently, the hands moved down second by second, and between his brows The gully is getting deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Mo—" The young man shouted joyfully from afar in the tunnel.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed past the entrance of the tunnel, and a young man who was half a head shorter than him rushed over quickly, hugged him, and threw his warm body into his arms. Mo Songlin was slightly taken aback, "Mr. Mo, I miss you so much—" The young man's soft voice was slightly nasal, and his hair was rubbing against his arms.

Mo Songlin's burning fire was extinguished in an instant, he looked down at the young man's reddish nose, and his heart was itching badly.

Mo Songlin said with a straight face, "Why did you come to such a place?"

The young man rubbed himself up from his arms, and reluctantly stood up straight: "This is where the movie was filmed, and the director said he would shoot here for a week..."

Mo Songlin interrupted him: "What scene are you taking?"

With his hands behind his back, the young man shy a few times, and seemed a little embarrassed to say: "It seems to be a small stand-in for a character..."

Hearing the word "stand-in", Mo Songlin's brows twitched suddenly: "You are not allowed to take this kind of scene, isn't being a group performer enough for you? Come back with me." Then, he opened the car door, He reached out and grabbed Jiang Yu's elbow: "Let's go."

"Mr. Mo, but the contract has been signed..." Jiang Yu secretly pushed hard with him, his mind spinning wildly: "This one I filmed will not be shown on TV! I will go back immediately after filming!"

"Do you think it's up to you?"

Sensing his lack of cooperation, Mo Songlin frowned, and his face suddenly darkened. This little thing has only been released for a day, and he dared not listen to him. If it continues like this, wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be... …

Whenever he thought of this Qin Huai-like face appearing on the screen, or standing with someone else, a fire arose in his heart, burning his heart and eyes. That person would only be his, and only Could be his!

The strength in Mo Songlin's hands increased unconsciously. He propped himself up on the door frame with one hand, and with the other, he grabbed Jiang Yu and threw him into the back seat of the car.

That force was enough to break Jiang Yu's slender wrist bones, but Mo Songlin was angry and couldn't control that much, and then he was about to close the door and drive away, when he suddenly felt something wrong with his hand.

The back seat of the car was empty.

Mo Songlin turned his head stiffly, looking at Jiang Yuzheng, who was flimsy and flimsy in clothes, standing motionless, tilted his head, his cute little expression seemed to be mocking him.

Why... didn't you pull it?Mo Songlin's consciousness went blank for a second, and then he blinked, and said sharply, "Get out!"

Jiang Yu instantly shrunk his face, his eye circles were red, and his posture was extremely low. He grabbed Mo Songlin's arm with his backhand and shook it slightly: "Please, Mr. Mo, I really cherish this opportunity. I want to become a I have to be useful to you, I know you may not care about me, but I, but I want Mr. Mo to see a better side of me, instead of being a rice bug with no worries at home..." I was talking , he sucked his nose hard and wiped away the tears that didn't exist.

Mo Songlin opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, footsteps sounded from the other side of the tunnel.

The visitor came out from the shadow of the tunnel. Even though he was bathed in the shadow, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of light white light. He seemed to come in a hurry, his hair was slightly messy, and he was wearing a casual v-neck White shirt, the fabric is very soft at first glance, he walked towards the two people beside the car, the gentleness did not reach the bottom of the eyes, but the smile reached the corner of his mouth: "So it's here..."

The author has something to say:

Jiang Yu: Are you stupid? I learned Taekwondo at the age of three, judo at the age of five, and Sanda at the age of seven. Are you able to move me?

Jiang Yu: In this way, let's compare each other. If I win, I will get the white moonlight. If you lose, the white moonlight will be mine.

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