After I switched offense, he went crazy [entertainment circle]

Qing Shusang felt as if some fluffy little paw was stepping on his heart very lightly, and the itching was most directly reflected on his ears.

Fever, fever.

Qing Shusang withdrew violently, with half of his face almost pressed against the door and window. He stared at Jiang Wen with his eyes slightly open, and ordered with a trembling voice, "You... drive! Drive hard!"

Jiang Wenwen still maintained the same posture just now, Wenyan withdrew his body obediently, his eyes slightly bent, nodded and said: "Of order, Mr. Xiao."

"Uh..." Qing Shusang's mouth moved slightly, wanting to scold him and tell him not to shout nonsense all day long.

But when the words came to his lips, Qing Shusang felt a little reluctant. He unexpectedly liked the... secret treasure and happiness that Jiang Wenwen brought him.

Just... Damn it!

Aren't they a contract couple who signed a half-year marriage agreement?

Is it the same for other people to sign an agreement?

Qing Shusang breathed out indistinctly, and raised his hands carelessly to rub his ears, it took a long time to heal.

-

It was still dark when we got home, but Jiang Wenwen asked Qing Shusang what he wanted to eat.

Hearing that it was a little troublesome to do, it must be dark after finishing, so he prepared to go into the kitchen.

Qingshu-sang watched the tracks that needed to be prepared for the next issue in the living room for a while, and chatted with his teammates in the group.

Zhuang Tingyu: "Where is Shusang? Are you back home?"

Song Ci: [I was picked up by Mr. Jiang, I saw it (probe jpg.)]

Zhuang Tingyu: 【I want to go home too】;

Chen Chi: "But no one will pick you up, so don't go back by yourself..."

Song Ci: "Single dogs still go home?"

Zhuang Tingyu: "Captain! Song Ci!"

Zhuang Tingyu: [(The dragon roars jpg.)]

Qing Shu-sang enjoyed watching it, he put a pillow under his arms and lay down on it and typed: "I'll take a picture of the big meal for you in a while, he's almost ready."

Zhuang Tingyu: "..."

Song Ci: [(smiling jpg.)]

Chen Chi: "Don't come tomorrow."

Cheng Chengan: "..."

Song Ci: "I'm really curious, Shusang, when did you meet Mr. Jiang?"

Qingshu-san, who was almost laughing out loud because of everyone's unanimous reaction, suddenly stopped laughing when he saw this question.

With his chin resting on the little arm on the edge of the pillow, he held up his phone with the other hand and looked at the words seriously.

It was Jiang Wenwen who wanted to find someone to marry in order to avoid blind dates at home...they met in this way.

After a long time, Qing Shusang sometimes thought that their relationship was normal...

It's all Jiang's fault for hearing why he talks like that every day when he is married by contract.

Qing Shusang lost interest in chatting about this matter, and he was a little unhappy after thinking about it too much, so he backhandedly sent the next variety show that needed to be recorded to the group.

Qing Shusang: "Are we still using the original or the program group this time? I think the program group may be more..."

Chen Chi: "Use the one from the program group. Don't use it once or twice. It seems very embarrassing to use too many times."

Song Ci: "Listen to the captain."

Zhuang Tingyu: [+1];

Cheng Chengan: "Agreed."

Song Ci: [plus one];

Regarding the recording of each episode of "I Am Me", Wuxing is very popular for two reasons.

Looking good is a visual feast, and the lyrics and music are all original and very interesting.

But after the third episode was recorded, the program team was a little unhappy, because they sent the song to Wuxing three times, but it was not used three times.

If it weren't for the fact that the investor of "I Am Me" is Orange Entertainment, the program team might lose their temper.

But they didn't say anything with the original Li Yang, Qing Shusang and the others naturally had to express themselves first.

Let the audience know them through their own music.

But it's not good to watch too many times, and the audience also has doubts about their abilities.

At present, there are already voices saying that originality is good, but why is Wuxing afraid to use other people's songs, because if they can't sing well, they will go out of tune?

So this time the whole team agreed to use the program group, but it must be adapted.

Qingshu-sang replied: "Okay. Then I will take a serious look at the song tonight."

After a few people made jokes, Qing Shusang threw away the phone and went to the kitchen with his slippers.

Jiang heard that he was still busy.

Qing Shusang grabbed the door frame and shouted, "Jiang heard..."

Jiang heard that Ying: "Yeah." Ying Wan turned his head and was about to look at the door when he saw Qing Shusang had already arrived beside him.

"It's almost ready." Jiang Tingwen said softly.

Qing Shusang knew that he was a little bored after not playing with his mobile phone, and wanted to talk to someone.

"I saw the headlines this afternoon, Jiang won the bid."

Wen Yanjiang retracted the softness in his eyes when he heard it, and he lowered his eyes halfway without making a sound.

Qing Shusang smiled, and said casually: "At that time, Qin Si... um!"

Qing Shusang was forced to put away his smile, and looked at Jiang Tingwen in shock and bewilderment. The latter picked up a few shredded cucumbers that he had just cut and quickly fed them into his mouth.

The force was not strong, but the fingers were a little embedded in the lips. Qing Shusang confiscated his tongue when he spoke, and licked Jiang Tingwen's fingertips.

"Uh..." Then Qing Shusang saw that Jiang Heen's eyes had darkened obviously, he moved his mouth nervously, chewed the shredded cucumber a few times and swallowed it, then took a step back and said, "Why are you suddenly feed me."

Jiang heard that looking down at his hands, his Adam's apple moved slightly: "I think you're hungry."

"Uh..." Qing Shusang subconsciously touched his stomach.

"It's okay, I just wanted to talk to you."

Qingshu Sang said: "I said Qin..."

"Busang..." Jiang Wenwen said, "Do you want orange juice? I'll squeeze it for you."

"Uh..." Qing Shusang was suspicious, no matter how stupid he was, he could not react, he said unhappily, "Why do you keep interrupting me?"

"I didn't interrupt you..." Jiang Tingwen said softly.

In Qing Shusang's obviously disbelieving eyes, he said in a softer voice: "No mourning, can we not talk about Qin Siyan."

Looking directly at Qingshu-san, there is an obvious pleading in the eyes, as well as some other emotions that are not obvious.

Qing Shusang didn't understand it very well, he just felt his breathing was slightly suffocated, and subconsciously explained: "I don't want to talk about him, I just want to ask him if he made a fool of himself during the bidding, is it very comforting?"

"Are you not happy?"

"Really?" Jiang Tingwen looked over carefully and asked in a low voice, "Is there nothing else?"

For example, if you want to find Qin Siyan, or if you feel sad because Qin Siyan has a relationship with someone else...

Either way, it's a sign of caring.

But Qing Shusang was puzzled and said, "What else?"

"No." Jiang heard and said immediately, his shoulders relaxed slightly, no longer so straight, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile again, and said, "I'm happy now."

Qing Shu-sang was completely inexplicable, but he also subconsciously laughed, which was very strange.

Suddenly, Jiang Tingwen's face suddenly approached, and he asked piously: "If you are not sad, can you kiss?"

"Uh..." Seeing the other party's face approaching suddenly, Qingshu-san resisted the movement of retreating and blinked lightly.

He raised his chin slightly, still showing the young master's temper to the fullest: "I don't stand on tiptoe."

"Of course." Jiang heard chuckled, lowered his head and held Qing Shusang's face, "You are spoiled. I spoil you..."

The hot kiss was substantively pressed down, imprinted on Qingshu-sang's lips, Qingshu-sang subconsciously opened his mouth, agreeing to Jiang Hearing's wanton savagery.

The light above the kitchen fell, leaving an ambiguous shadow on the heat source of the two people's breath.

Qingshu Sang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands subconsciously grasped the clothes on both sides of Jiang Tingwen's waist, wrinkling the apron around his waist.

The legs are soft.

"I'm hungry, is the meal ready?" Qingshu Sang asked with a slightly hoarse voice, with eyes drooping and not daring to look up.

Jiang heard that he bent down and chased after the person for another kiss, and said with a smile, "Okay, I won't make you hungry."

……

After accepting the song arranged by the program group, the popularity of Wuxing directly increased by one degree.

They have proved with their strength that the original can be done perfectly, and other people's songs can also be performed wonderfully.

Now Qing Shu-sang and the others need someone to follow them when they go out, otherwise it is easy to cause accidents if they are bumped into by fans.

But compared to his teammates, Qing Shusang was better. When he was not in the company, Jiang heard that he was almost always by his side.

The former colonel became Qing Shu-san's bodyguard.

The safety index is [-]%.

During this period, Qingshu-sang discovered something.

He couldn't take the initiative to mention Qin Siyan in front of Jiang Tingwen.

It's okay to mention it once, but it will be counterproductive if you mention it twice.

While clearing Shusang's panic, he always wondered if Jiang Hearing and Qin Siyan had any problems before.

But he didn't dare to ask, whether Jiang heard that he would answer and say otherwise, and if he asked again, he had to step into the coffin where he was.

But he didn't mention it during this period, and Qin Siyan came over once.

He was still waiting at the door of the company, not worried about whether someone was staring at him to take pictures at night, he didn't care.

Seeing Qing Shusang coming out, Qin Siyan's eyes were darkened, and he immediately stepped forward and said, "Ah Qing, I can explain the video."

Since the last time, Jiang heard that he had never asked Qing Shusang to wait for him at the company gate, and this time it was still the same.

Just as Qing Shusang opened the car door, he only realized Qin Siyan's location when he heard the sound. He was puzzled, frowned and looked over: "You said you and Fu Bai had a passionate kiss?"

"I……"

"What's none of my business?" Qing Shusang said impatiently, "Can you really stop coming up again and again, I have a boyfriend, and people stare at me from time to time, you're shameless I want it."

"I like you." On this not so dark night, Qin Siyan said out of the blue as if he couldn't hear Qing Shusang's words impatiently.

Hearing this, Qing Shu Sang was startled, and said, "What?"

The evening wind entangles the hair of the person and blows it up and down, and then moistens and exposes the clearness deep in the pupils of the person.

Qingshu-san blinked.

To be honest, at this moment, Qing Shusang couldn't tell how he felt. He was not touched by hearing Qin Siyan say that he liked him, but felt unprecedentedly ridiculous.

He shamelessly chased this man for three years, but he didn't get Qin Siyan to look at him seriously. Now that he has grown wings and flies smoothly, he no longer needs a dog man who doesn't see him at all, but Qin Siyan is here Say you like him then.

And still with such a painful and humble expression.

Sensing his stupefaction, Qin Siyan's eyes were red, he subconsciously stepped forward, and said in a trembling voice: "I used to be a fool, a bastard, and didn't understand feelings, but I understand now, really. These few Yue, I, I am really suffering, Ah Qing..."

"Have you said enough?" A person suddenly came down from the side of the opened co-pilot.

Jiang heard that he stepped directly from the driver's seat to the co-pilot and got out of the car.

It saves time so much that it seems that if you are slow for a second, you will be able to get ahead of others.

Jiang Hearing held Qing Shusang's wrist, pulled him towards him, and looked at Qin Siyan expressionlessly: "Boss Qin, the reason why I didn't get out of the car to open the door for my little gentleman is because the little gentleman said , There are a lot of people at the entrance of the company, in order to prevent the media from making a big fuss about being photographed, and to save time and effort, that's why I didn't get out of the car."

"But that's not the reason why you can delay my husband getting on the bus."

Qin Siyan's throat choked up, as if he realized that he had caused trouble, he took a step back, but after hearing Jiang Heing's address to Qing Shusang, his eyes suddenly became more red.

It's just that the shame of apologizing at this time has the upper hand: "I'm sorry... Ah Qing..."

"Get in the car." Jiang heard that he didn't want to care about the man in the distance anymore, and stared down at Qing Shusang who had already regained his composure, with a firm and authentic tone.

Qing Shusang unintentionally raised his eyes to meet Jiang Tingwen's eyes, and saw his eyes were dark and dark.

He thought he had seen it wrong, but after blinking, it was still the same.

"Oh good." Qing Shusang responded, and hurriedly lowered her eyes and bent over to get into the car.

Jiang heard that he covered the top of his head with his hands and waited for him to sit down, then bent down and carefully fastened his seat belt for him.

The car was a little quiet for a while, only the evening wind behind him slowly passing by.

After fastening the seat belt, Jiang heard that he put his hands away and raised his eyes.

"No mourning, let me remind you in advance that from now on, the name of that man over there cannot be mentioned..."

Jiang Tingwen pressed the back of the chair behind Qing Shusang with one hand, and stared into the eyes of the person in front of him without blinking, his voice was very soft, "So be good, baby, do you understand?"

Qing Shusang's hand unconsciously grasped the seat belt, nodded: "Mmm..."

Qing Shusang has seen and heard many times that Jiang is different, and he has even learned how to deal with it.

However, every time when the bullying was severe, Qing Shusang would have the idea of ​​divorce, and every time, he would be fooled by Jiang Hearing's gentle offensive the next day.

At this time, Qing Shu-sang had the idea of ​​ending the marriage agreement early again.

But whoever mentions it at this time is naive.

After a while they started the car.

Qin Siyan, who realized that Qing Shusang was about to leave, suddenly panicked, and hurriedly chased after him: "Ah Qing—"

He yelled: "Qingshu-san—"

Jiang heard that he drove the car very fast, and he didn't slow down until he could no longer see Qin Siyan.

The two of them didn't speak during the journey, and Qing Shusang hated this silent atmosphere the most, and found it weird.

When he got home, he had nothing to say: "Jiang heard..."

"Yeah." Jiang Hearing agreed, opened the car door on his side, took his hand and went back to the house together.

Qing Shusang let him lead him, carefully poked his head, and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"No." Jiang heard that he pushed open the door of the living room and went in. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at him, and the hostility in his eyes had dissipated, "Don't think too much, baby."

He rubbed Shusang's head and said, "Prepare for tomorrow's finals, it's the last round."

Mentioning this, Qing Shusang laughed, and said indifferently: "Of course you have to do your best to go all out, but you don't need to do too much preparation. The last round of kickers will not be able to make their debut, otherwise they will participate in Zhenggui It's not fair to the players so far."

"The fans won't be happy either."

Wen Yanjiang gave a half-comprehensive hum when he heard it, and said, "But I still wish that I can achieve a satisfactory result in my life."

Qing Shusang bent his eyes: "Okay..."

Jiang Hearing followed with a slight smile, and suddenly asked: "After recording the finals, will you not have to work for a while?"

Qing Shusang nodded: "Yes, the heat is almost enough now. My teammates and I will wait for the company to pack and arrange work in the future, but there is a high probability that we will not participate in this kind of music variety show."

"That's it." Jiang Tingwen echoed softly.

He took two fresh oranges from the table that he bought in the morning, carefully cut and peeled off the pulp, squeezed the juice, added two small pieces of ice to the glass, and finally handed it to Qing Shusang.

"Okay..." Jiang Wenwen watched Qing Shusang drink orange juice, raised his hand to rub his head again, chuckled, and said, "I see."

The author says:

Qingshu-san, who didn't realize the sense of crisis at all: eat, drink, and sleep.

Mr. Jiang: (smiling) (plan) (neither fast nor slow)

Thank you for your support, bow to everyone——