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

The buzzing hot searches are particularly conspicuous.

And after a while, the bright red "boil" entry just now turned into a deep red "explosion".

#清朱桑和江听What are you doing these days# Explosive;

There was screaming in the comment area.

【I!automatic!Turn yellow!up!what!What happened! !ah! ! 】

[+1... (Weakly raise your hand jpg.)]

[In this case, Mr. Jiang wakes up Qingbao and asks him to answer? 】

[Three days!Jiang heard!This is three days! !are you human? ! 】

[Hahaha, the two of them didn't say anything yet, Mr. Jiang only said one sentence, and he was sleeping, and everyone started...cough...]

[I have a friend who said she was terminally ill, and the doctor said that as long as she had to see the details of the past few days, she would be fine...]

[Hahaha, I am a color critic, I also want to]

……

Not only the netizens, even Chen Chi and the others didn't know what to say after seeing Jiang Wenwen appear.

But the four of them began to forgive Sang in the group like a blessing, and they worked hard one by one.

Song Ci: "@Qingshusang, bro, you've worked hard..."

Zhuang Tingyu: 【That... is a bit hard. @Qing Shu Sang]

Chen Chi: [eat more @清书桑];

Cheng Chengan: "It's nothing serious if you don't work, take care of yourself. @清朱塜......"

……

It made Qingshu-sang suddenly feel like he had some incurable disease, so they had to show their "goodwill" as teammates.

It is indeed beneficial to be close to one of the parties. When Qing Shusang returns, he can ask gossip.

Zhuang Tingyu was the first in the group to express his curiosity.

Zhuang Tingyu: [You said that when Shu Sang comes back, ask him to write the details of [-] words, will he write the details (be nice and sit on the small bench jpg.)]

Song Ci followed closely: "Hahaha he doesn't write, force him to write."

Cheng Chengan reminded: "Want to be darkened by Mr. Jiang?"

Zhuang Tingyu: "..."

Zhuang Tingyu: [Suddenly frustrated. jpg. 】;

Song Ci: [Let's quietly (move your ears jpg.)]

Chen Chi: "A group of sex critics."

After this, within 2 minutes, the group chatted about this matter in full swing, and the chatter became more and more out of control.

The yellow breath seemed to be coming out through the screen.

In the end, Chen Chi took out the airs of the captain and told them to shut their little mouths quickly.

Only then did the group stop.

……

And about all this, Qingshu-sang didn't know.

By the time I knew it, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

"Not mourning..."

The voice seemed a little far away, and there was still lingering in the ending, but in his sleep, Qing Shusang suddenly frowned, and his fingers gripped the edge of the quilt and pillow uneasily.

Unconsciously pinched the fabric tightly.

"Not mourning..."

In the dream, Jiang heard that he persevered, his handsome face was very close to Qing Shusang, and the two of them seemed to merge into one.

After watching too much, Qingshu Sang has carved this face into his mind.

Jiang Hearing kissed him, made him cry and told him not to cry, he said no but he was not allowed to refuse in the slightest.

Also learn knowledge.

If you can't remember, you have to cry.

"Baby..."

No, Qing Shusang rubbed half of his face on the pillow subconsciously, subconsciously thinking, Jiang Hearing seemed to be talking.

right next to my ear.

Talking, who is talking... Jiang heard that talking...

Jiang Hearing is... Jiang Hearing?

Jiang heard? !

Qingshu-sang opened his eyes suddenly, so fast and violently that his pupils trembled slightly.

The sky was bright, and the light outside the window spilled in through the half-opened window, thoroughly illuminating the scene in the bedroom.

It also clearly reflects the ambiguous scenery between Qingshu Sang's neck.

Seeing him wake up, Jiang Tingwen, who was holding him, immediately said softly, "Busang, are you hungry? Why don't you go to bed at night, get up and eat something now."

The tone is gentle, the eyes are gentle, and the movements of lying beside him and touching his head are also very gentle.

But when Qing Shusang saw this face, he felt that his heart was not going well, and his heart was trembling.

He will never trust Jiang Hearing again!

This man is a big liar!

He will score!

So at the next moment, there was only a flash of light, and Qing Shusang suddenly rose up, pulling out his pillow and covering Jiang Tingwen's head with lightning speed.

Press him down hard.

Properly murdering her husband's pose.

Qing Shusang preemptively shouted: "If you mess around again, believe it or not, I will castrate you!"

Jiang heard that he didn't even move, and let him lose his temper. Only a muffled voice came from under the pillow, saying, "Honey, isn't this bad?"

After listening carefully, there are also sporadic smiles of helplessness and doting in the tone.

His mind was not too clear just after opening his eyes, but when he heard such a title all of a sudden, Qing Shusang was still slightly stunned for nothing, and the strength of using the pillow to suffocate people was instantly relieved.

Two seconds later, he let go of his hand, then turned around and ran out of bed in a panic, without even putting on his shoes.

"Thump, thump, thump" and ran downstairs.

He didn't have time to look behind him, he ran to the entrance and was about to open the door and go out.

Then... the living room door was locked.

It cannot be opened without a key.

The key is upstairs.

Qing Shusang: "..."

Why did he feel that Jiang Hearing seemed to have changed his mind?

Or a pervert who can eat people without spit out bones?

"No mourning! Don't run so fast, don't fall on you." Jiang heard that he chased out in time, and was relieved to see that Qing Shusang was fine.

He carried a pair of slippers to the living room, and walked towards Qing Shusang helplessly.

When he got to the person, Jiang heard that without saying a word, he squatted down and put the slippers in front of Qing Shusang.

Then, as if Qing Shusang was a two-year-old child who couldn't take care of himself, he grabbed one of his ankles and gently put the shoe on, followed by the other.

"Uh..." Qing Shusang's face became hot, and he quickly took a step back and said awkwardly, "I can wear it myself."

"Yes." Jiang heard that he hadn't gotten up yet, and still looked up at him in a half-squat, as if proposing marriage, "but you're running so fast that you can't even think of wearing it."

He asked, "Can I eat you?"

Qing Shusang was so ashamed, he retorted subconsciously: "Can't you?"

When Jiang heard about it, he immediately made a mistake and immediately admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, Mr. Xiao."

"You're like this again." Qing Shusang muttered in a low voice, raising his hands to rub his ears.

After muttering, he seemed to feel unimpressed, and he was afraid that people would not hear him, so he put down his hand again, and complained in an appropriate volume: "Jiang heard that, you will pretend to be gentle."

"I didn't pretend to be gentle." Jiang Tingwen explained softly to himself.He reached out and grabbed the trousers of Qing Shusang's pajamas, shook them humbly, and said, "You must be gentle in front of you."

Qing Shusang: "..."

Qing Shusang choked up, not knowing what to say.

Jiang Wenwen said, "I didn't kill you either, I just..."

"Don't say "yeah". "Qing Shusang interrupted him in time to keep a clear head and calmness, so as not to stray into the wolf's den again.

Jiang Wen lowered his eyelashes: "Oh..."

The ending is low, with a deliberately elongated hook, and the poor emotion is spread a little longer.

It feels like if he had dog ears and a dog tail, they would all droop now.

Qing Shusang's toes in her slippers couldn't help curling up, trying to soften her heart.

But this is too useless, he is being held down... His waist still hurts, his legs are soft, and his wrists are red!

"What are you just?" Qing Shusang asked with a strong tone.

Just so jealous.

But they seem to know that there is no way to answer this question, and there is a high probability that it will scare people. They just signed a marriage agreement, not a real couple.

So Jiang heard that he was still playing with the material of Qing Shusang's trouser legs, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing..."

"Stand up." Qing Shusang tapped Jiang Wenwen's toes with the tip of his toes, telling him to get up, and don't really kneel like a confession or a marriage proposal.

Either way, it's weird.

"Is Mr. Xiao still angry?" Jiang Hearing looked up at him, and said, "If you are still angry, I can kneel on the keyboard and durian, but...don't go..."

"Then you..." Qing Shusang was a little annoyed and stared at him with embarrassment, and said angrily, "You have to make me angry!"

"That's one day." Jiang Tingwen stretched out a slender knuckle, very serious, "Really..."

Qing Shusang: "..."

"Are you hungry? Go get something to eat, okay?" Jiang heard standing up, holding Qing Shusang's wrist and going to the bathroom.

When people wash up, he goes to the kitchen to serve the prepared meals to the dining table.

"Jiang heard." Qing Shusang casually wiped his face with a towel and shouted.

Jiang heard that and responded, "Well..."

Qing Shusang came out of the bathroom: "Why did you lock the door of the living room?"

It made them unable to open the door.

Hearing this, Jiang heard that the action of setting the table and chopsticks paused, but it was fleeting.

He half-truthfully said: "I'm afraid you don't want to see me at all like just now, so just run out."

"It's not good for you to be photographed."

Shu Sang subconsciously looked down at himself, he was wearing light blue pajamas and hadn't put on shoes just now.

If this is photographed...indeed...

"Who doesn't want to see you anymore." Qing Shusang whispered, walked to the table and sat down.

But when he mentioned being photographed, he said, "Where is my cell phone."

Jiang heard that he went upstairs to get it for him.

A few days later, at this moment, Qing Shusang understood why Jiang Hearing had to confirm again and again whether he would have a job in the future.

This beast!

But I'm also glad that I haven't had a job recently, otherwise he would have to drive west before going to work.

So there should be no one looking for him these days.

Until Jiang heard that he handed him the phone with a guilty conscience, Qing Shusang saw the Five Elements group chat, as well as the number one and number two trending searches that were still posted on Weibo.

One is "Qing Shu-sang is lost, help me find it", and the other is "What are Qing Shu-sang and Jiang doing these days?".

Overnight, the comment area is still in full swing.

Qing Shu-sang has been blasted by Aite.

【@清书桑, is Qingbao okay...】

[Qing Bao doesn’t cry, @清朱塞]

[Cough, the young master is still awake? @Qing Shu Sang]

【@清朱桑】

[@清朱桑, son, how is your waist? 】

[Fortunately, Baozi practiced dancing, so she should be flexible enough, right? 】

[@清朱桑, Qing, come out and say a few words yourself? (dog head)]

……

Qing Shusang: "..."

He looked up at Jiang Tingwen in shock and anger, tilted his head slightly while holding his phone, and expressed extreme doubts with his eyes.

Jiang Wen, who noticed this, immediately squatted down like a prisoner. He was holding the restaurant table with both hands, only half of his head was exposed, and he almost got under the table.

Jiang Hearing looked at Qing Shusang anxiously, and said in a low voice, "I didn't do it on purpose, really...they thought you were lost when they came looking for you...I just thought, I have to prove that you are not lost. So …Then when they came looking for you again, I was too scared to make a sound… I was wrong, and I really knew I was wrong.”

"Don't ignore me, and don't leave... Please, husband."

"I'll give you a heart comparison..." Jiang Tingwen stood up with his hands clasped on the table, with his four fingers together, his thumbs slightly bent towards each other, making a very standard heart, and carefully coaxed, "Compare your heart ...Joomi--"

The author says:

Jiang Wenwen: Chirp, chirp, chirp^. ^

Qing Shu-sang: Mom, help me! QAQ;

Thank you for your support, bow to everyone——