The Demon Lord lives in the modern salted fish life

Shen Jianwei's heart skipped a beat: Oh, it's over, it's too much.

Because Shen Jianwei urged everyone to hide from Ming Zhu with him, even Xiao Sun was coerced and lured by Shen Jianwei not to report to Ming Zhu.

So Ming Zhu really thought that Shen Jianwei was still filming on the set, and even because the filming of the scene took longer than expected, Ming Zhu quietly wrote down Cen Ji's small notebook behind his back, not because Shen Jianwei was filming and couldn't come Picking me up at the airport, but because it is already December and the weather is too cold, Shen Jianwei must be uncomfortable filming.

"Boss, we're about to board the plane, so your phone should be turned off." Zhou Sheng reminded.

Mingzhu glanced at him, wondering if Zhou Sheng's eyesight had regressed, why was he so talkative at this moment.

Zhou Sheng didn't want to talk too much, but he was burdened with the important mission entrusted to him by Shen Jianwei, so he had to bite the bullet.

The boarding reminder sounded at the airport, and it was really inappropriate for Ming Zhu not to turn off his phone. Someone who didn't hear from his wife could only turn off his phone in frustration.

Zhou Sheng suppressed a smile at the side, pretending to be ignorant on the surface.

In fact, the villain in my heart is already laughing, thinking about their boss, who is also an all-powerful person by name, and how depressed he is because of the news that he has no lover.

Ming Zhu and Zhou Sheng stepped on the boarding reminder announcement and boarded the plane. After putting away the suitcases, Ming Zhu took out the computer alone.

Don't think too much, Boss Mingda doesn't have any intention of working, he just uses the computer to play videos, and he saves all the videos related to Shen Jianwei released by the crew in the computer, so that he can watch them at any time .

A bystander is clear, Zhou Sheng, a bystander, came to a conclusion—his boss is just a love brain.

The boss of Love Brain didn't even give Zhou Sheng a glimmer of vision, Shen Jianwei was obviously not here, and Ming Zhu was facing a computer screen, which forced Zhou Sheng to feel like an [-]-watt light bulb.

Not long after, the plane took off and flew from the west side of the mainland to the east side of the mainland. Facing the endless sea of ​​clouds, Ming Zhu was finally going home.

"Ma'am, the boss's plane has taken off on time." Lin Jingting helped Shen Jianwei keep an eye on the flight news, and if the flight took off on time, she would tell Shen Jianwei.

"Okay, I know."

Shen Jianwei clicked on Cen Ji's chat box, and sent a message to Cen Ji: In another hour, I will release the photo of me.

Cen Ji naturally replied "Okay, no problem", not to mention, it is quite fulfilling to help someone find a partner.

So, when the plane was still traveling through the sea of ​​clouds, Shen Jianwei posted the blog post that he had completed. Shen Jianwei reposted the original blog of the crew, and wrote a long paragraph of words sincerely, expressing that he had a very happy time in the crew , and wish the crew all the best.

Chen Yueling reposted Shen Jianwei's blog post with her personal account: Teacher Shen, why don't you consider the next play?Everyone wants to work with you.

Shen Jianwei replied to her: No, I refuse, no one can let me go out to work again.

Wu Huai reposted Shen Jianwei's comment: I don't want to work anymore, I also want to be a salted fish that can turn around at will.

Then Wu Huai's fans shouted frantically to Wu Huai's agent, asking Wu Huai's agent to drag Wu Huai back.

Wu Huai compared the fans who left messages under Shen Jianwei's comments, and then looked at his own. He can only say that, as expected of Shen Jianwei, the fans accepted that Shen Jianwei would no longer film, neither cry nor make trouble, and would not call the agent people.

Oh, Shen Jianwei didn't have an agent in the first place.

Sorry to bother you.

Although it is not expected that Shen Jianwei will still appear on the screen, fans are also asking Shen Jianwei to do more business. Look at Shen Jianwei, there are only a handful of originals posted, and they are all related to the crew. Can't you have some personal life? ?It's not impossible for Fadian and Mr. Ming to be in love with each other every day, and it's not like they can't stand it.

I don't know where it started to bring the wind direction, and Ai Teming chased frantically, wanting to see him and Shen Jian send out sweets, saying that dog food can be brought anywhere, and they did as much as they wanted.

Shen Jianwei: "..." I don't quite understand the brain circuits of fans.

But Shen Jianwei still commented very thoughtfully: He is on the plane, so there is no time for you to chat through the network cable.

Okay, Mingzhu is on the plane, right?Isn't there another true master?So the fans caught Shen Jianwei wanting to crack candy again, Shen Jianwei really couldn't stand the enthusiasm of everyone, so he just hid.

As long as he doesn't go online, he won't be able to see so many fans' comments. As long as he can't see it, it's equivalent to nothing.

A leaf that blinds the eyes is good, and a leaf that blinds the eyes is wonderful.

Shen Jianwei's work on the crew was over, and he had to do his own work after returning home.

One is to practice the piano. Even though his piano skills have not regressed much compared to the past, Shen Jianwei still feels dissatisfied. He first bought a piano and brought it back to live with, and practice more.

Otherwise, when the auction brought back the violin that was auctioned, he would be too embarrassed to use it.

The other is that he is slowly writing wedding invitations.

The location of the wedding has already been decided. It is in a manor under the Wind Group. The manor has continuous grass, which is very suitable for an open-air wedding. If it rains, you are not afraid. The manor is large enough, and the interior can fully meet the needs of the wedding.

After the wedding venue was decided, Shen Jianwei had to start writing the wedding invitations, otherwise they would be too rushed when they returned from Sichun City for the New Year.

Those who are worthy of Shen Jianwei's handwriting invitations, say no more, say less, write every day, and it won't be so hard later.

Shen Jianwei first wrote the invitation to Hu Zhihao, wrapped it with wedding candy, and took it to Li Zeshan.

Hu Zhihao's intention to attend the wedding was not to support Ming Zhu, but to show how strong Ming Zhu's relationship is, so it must be inappropriate to send invitations and wedding candies directly to Hu Zhihao's office. The residence was also inappropriate, Shen Jianwei thought over and over again, and decided to send Li Zeshan here, and asked Li Zeshan to pass it on to Hu Zhihao, and at the same time sent over Li Zeshan's invitation.

Li Zeshan has research on Go and Chinese painting, so calligraphy will naturally not fail, so Shen Jianwei sent the invitation.

Li Zeshan saw that it was still written with a brush, and immediately became interested. After opening the invitation, he began to appreciate Shen Jianwei's calligraphy.

Facts have proved that Shen Jianwei's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are very reliable, and all of them are excellent. Li Zeshan looked at Shen Jianwei's brilliant brush calligraphy, which was full of praise, and he almost praised Shen Jianwei so much that there is nothing in the sky.

This also directly led to Li Zeshan not only wanting Shen Jianwei to play chess with him, but also wanting Shen Jianwei to accompany him to study calligraphy. Shen Jianwei was afraid, so he quickly found a reason to shirk it, saying that he still had a lot of invitations to write, and he didn't have much time.

Marriage is a big event for young couples, and Li Zeshan can't be bothered about this kind of thing, so he didn't continue to bring up the topic of letting Shen Jianwei go to his house. Nor can it prevent people from falling in love.

Mingzhu's plane landed at Langyu City's airport at eight o'clock in the morning. Shen Jianwei set an alarm clock for himself at six o'clock, woke up very early, and asked Uncle Zhao to drive to the airport to pick up Mingzhu's plane.

Thinking about the appearance of someone who could not have appeared in front of him, Ming Zhu should be very surprised, right?

Just thinking about Mingzhu's surprised expression made Shen Jianwei overjoyed.

Because he left early, there was no traffic jam all the way to the airport. Shen Jianwei asked Uncle Zhao to wait for him in the car, and got out of the car with his mobile phone in his pocket.

Today's Shen Jianwei is wearing a very eye-catching red coat, and with that sky-defying appearance, he can be seen at a glance when standing in the crowd. The eyes of tourists are all focused on Shen Jianwei, and many people have taken it. The phone came out to take a picture.

"Xiao Lan Sheng" has not been broadcast yet, so there are still a few people who can recognize Shen Jianwei. If the show is broadcast, more and more people will know Shen Jianwei. Maybe in the future, you will meet fans or passers-by fans wherever you go .

But now Shen Jianwei can still stand in the crowd without wearing a mask or a hat.

Soon someone came out, Ming Zhu and Zhou Sheng didn't walk too fast, they were still behind.

Not long after Shen Jianwei waited, Ming Zhu who was pushing the suitcase appeared in sight.

Zhou Sheng reminded from the side: "Boss, don't call, just look up and see who is there."

After Mingzhu got off the plane, he turned on his cell phone, and then someone called him, and Mingzhu answered it without any hassle. When Zhou Sheng called out, Mingzhu raised his head subconsciously.

A bright color appeared in his sight, and Shen Jianwei was waving at him.

"I'll hang up first, and we'll talk about it when I get back to the company." Mingzhu hung up the phone, threw the phone back into his coat pocket, and quickened his pace.

Shen Jian smiled, and opened his arms to Ming Zhu, Ming Zhu quickly rushed over, the suitcase lost control and slid a certain distance, while his master went to hug the person he loved the most.

A familiar breath rushed into his embrace, and Shen Jianwei embraced Ming Zhu.

"Why did you come to the airport? Aren't you still filming?" Ming Zhu asked in surprise.

"I didn't film on the set, it was finished long ago, I just didn't like it when you kept it from me when you went abroad, so I kept it from you." Shen Jianwei said.

Ming Zhu didn't blame Shen Jianwei for holding grudges, on the contrary, he enjoyed Shen Jianwei's grudges.

"It won't happen again, I promise you."

Shen Jianwei: "You don't have a chance to have a next time. I won't be filming anymore. I have plenty of time behind you."

The two men hugged each other directly at the airport, which inevitably attracted everyone's attention. In addition, the two men's looks are not bad, the two handsome guys are full of conversation, and even more people take out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

"Let's go, don't take up public resources." Shen Jianwei patted Ming Zhu's back, signaling him to let go.

Ming Zhu just let go of his arms, but he was unwilling to let go of Shen Jianwei's hand. He held Shen Jianwei with one hand, and dragged the suitcase back with the other.

Zhou Sheng, who was ignored the whole time: "..." Have you forgotten that there is such a person as me?

What can Zhou Sheng do?Of course, I dragged my suitcase to keep up.

The two brought their suitcases, and Shen Jianwei led the way to the place where Uncle Zhao parked.

The trunk of the car is very wide, more than enough to fit two suitcases. After putting the suitcases away, Zhou Sheng sat in the passenger seat, greeted Uncle Zhao, and Shen Jianwei and Mingzhu sat in the back seat stickily.

Then the baffle was raised.

Don't think too much, nothing happened, that is, the two simply gave each other a fiery kiss, and then sat on each side honestly, fastening their seat belts.

They are all good citizens who abide by the traffic rules. They must be regulated when driving and riding.

It still takes a long time to drive home, Shen Jianwei babbled non-stop along the way.

"Is going abroad going well this time? You must be fine if you go out in person. Have you negotiated with the new partner you mentioned before? Do you want to go abroad in the future?"

"It's going well. The business with the Jones family has been settled. The new partner is not as big as the Jones family's business, but its local strength in Europe should not be underestimated. There are many benefits to be gained by cooperating with them. We will talk about it later. Yes, I rarely need to go abroad by myself." Ming replied one by one.

"Wei Wei, when I went to Europe this time, I met a person." Ming Zhu squeezed Shen Jianwei's hand, "This person is very surprising."

Shen Jian tilted his head slightly: "It's surprising?"

"Yes, it was quite surprising. I met a man named Williams at the Jones family's dinner, and his wife and my mother are sisters."

Shen Jianwei's eyes widened: "Sister? But you didn't know there was such a relative."

Ming Zhu said: "This involves some complicated grievances and grievances of the older generation."

After sitting in the car for a long enough time, Ming Zhu relayed to Shen Jianwei everything Shirley had said to him.

After Shen Jianwei heard it, he was a little bit embarrassed.

This world is really unfair, good people don't last long, and evils last for thousands of years.

"By the way, didn't I take a nap that afternoon when I came home from the film crew? I had a dream. Guess what I dreamed?" Shen Jianwei had a smile in his eyes. It was obvious that the content of the dream made people He is in a good mood.

Mingzhu scratched Shen Jianwei's palm restlessly with his fingers, and said in a long voice, "Then Weiwei must have dreamed of me."

Shen Jian blinked slightly, then slapped Ming Zhu's hand with his hand, as if flirting: "Why are you so proud?"

Ming Zhu asked, "Shouldn't I be proud?"

Shen Jianwei: "You deserve it, you deserve to be proud."

Ming Zhu held Shen Jianwei's hand again, and asked, "What have you been dreaming about about me?"

Shen Jianwei: "It's not convenient to say now."

Uncle Zhao and Zhou Sheng in the front row: "..."

Can you please pay attention?The front row is just a driving zone, not a no-man's zone!

The two people in the front row who thought their ears were polluted didn't know that Shen Jianwei's dream had no color, it was just that he dreamed about himself when he was a child.

Mingzhu is now scratching his head and wanting to know what kind of dream Shen Jianwei had, but it's inconvenient for Shen Jianwei to tell, so he can only hold back until he goes home.

"Are you bad?" Ming Zhu asked Shen Jianwei in a low voice.

Shen Jianwei raised his eyebrows proudly, with an expression of what you can do to me.

Mingzhu is helpless and likes it.

Shen Jianwei and Ming Zhu were sent home first, and then Uncle Zhao sent Zhou Sheng back. The two of them came back from abroad today, and there was a jet lag.

When Ming Zhu returned home, he first went to say hello to Gu Tianyi, who was accompanying Lou Xuan on his rehabilitation, and Gu Tianyi told him to hurry to catch up on jet lag.

There's no rush to get jet lagged, he has to ask Shen Jianwei what exactly he dreamed about first, otherwise he won't be able to sleep at all.

Shen Jianwei was helping Mingzhu organize his suitcase. He took out all the clothes and took them to the cloakroom to hang up. The notebook had to be put away. When Mingzhu came back from Gu Tianyi, Shen Jianwei was still hanging his clothes on hangers.

Ming Yi grabbed the hanger from Shen Jianwei's hand and threw it aside, pushing him against the wall: "Honey, tell me the truth."

Shen Jianwei put both hands on Ming Zhu's chest: "What if I don't tell the truth? What can you do with me?" Shen Jiaozhu directly provoked.

Ming Zhu lowered his head, and lightly bit Shen Jianwei's lips: "No, if you don't confess honestly, then you can only extract a confession by torture. Anyway, there are no instruments of torture at home, don't you think so?"

Shen Jianwei blushed, oops, it seems that he accidentally had some fun.

Shen Jianwei was still supporting Ming Zhu's chest with his left hand, and the fingers of his right hand were closed, leaving only his index finger, which slid all the way down from Ming Zhu's chest.

"Hmm..." Mingzhu snorted.

Shen Jianwei pretended to be surprised: "Ah, what's the matter?"

Mingzhu smiled: "Why don't you explain first, what are you doing?"

Shen Jianwei had an innocent look on his face: "It's just a matter of grasping it."

Ming Zhu: "..." His wife is really a clever little ghost.

Shen Jianwei was smiling brightly, and then he noticed a little turmoil in his perspective, and he was resisted by Ming Zhu.

"Ming Zhu! What are you doing! Are you jet-lagged?" Shen Jianwei struggled with his arms and legs.

Mingzhu carried the man out of the cloakroom, and threw him on the bed: "It's not too late."

Shen Jianwei's heart skipped a beat: Oh, it's over, it's too much.

Mingzhu hasn't been intimate with him for so many days, so he should have accumulated a little too much...

Shen Jianwei tried to reason with Mingzhu: "I think you need a good work and rest habit, what do you think?"

Mingzhu began to undress: "I think I need you."

Shen Jianwei's heart skipped a beat, obviously it wasn't a love story, why did it sound so nice?He couldn't resist it at all.

If you can't resist, lie down.

Shen Jianwei looked at every muscle he was familiar with, swallowed reluctantly, walked a few steps over on his knees, and held Ming Zhu's hand: "Leave the rest to me, okay?"

Ming Zhu's eyes darkened: "Okay."

Shen Jianwei personally proved that the man who hasn't been relieved for a long time is really fierce, he is really about to become a salty fish, and he shed a lot of physiological tears, can he not be salty?

Ming Zhu really tortured him to extract a confession, asking him what he dreamed about in his dreams, and continued to extract the confession without telling him, what Shen Jianwei could do was to tell Ming Zhu what he had dreamed.

"I dreamed that when I was a child, it seemed that I was seven or eight years old. You went to my house. My grandfather said that you would live in my house in the future. I saw your face in the dream. It was a miniature version of you, that is There's no meat on it."

Not only is there no meat, but Ming Zhu in Shen Jianwei's dream is a pitiful little one, skinny and dressed in tatters, he looks extremely pitiful.

"Then I must have liked you very much in my dream." Ming Zhu sighed.

Shen Jianwei said heartily, I woke up as soon as I saw your face, this dream has no follow-up, but he believes that if Ming Zhu really went to his house when he was a child and grew up with him, he would still like him.

He is Shen Jianwei.

Shen Jianwei sleeps with Ming Zhu and loses jet lag. Even sitting in the first class on a plane that crosses the Eurasian continent is tiring. If it weren't for Ming Zhu's excellent health, he really wouldn't have the energy to do another exercise.

When the two woke up after a nap, it was already past lunch time.

"I'm hungry." Shen Jianwei rubbed his stomach, "I don't know if there are any leftovers at noon."

Their family has always cooked one meal for one meal, except that sometimes the stew is too much, and generally speaking, there will be no leftovers.

Ming Zhu kissed Shen Jianwei's forehead: "I'll go and have a look, if not, how about cooking some noodles?"

Shen Jianwei thought it was feasible: "Let's go together."

Ming Zhu pulled Shen Jianwei up from the bed.

The two of them went downstairs to the kitchen in their home clothes. Sure enough, there was no leftovers at noon at home, so they could only cook noodles. This was the fastest way other than reheating leftovers.

If Mingzhu is eating by himself, he can deal with it casually, but if he wants to cook it for Shen Jianwei, Mingzhu is much more careful.

He took lettuce from the refrigerator, chose a few vegetable leaves, washed them and put them away for later use. He took out two eggs and heated them in a frying pan to fry them.

Shen Jianwei leaned aside, watching Ming Zhu, a good family man, busy in the kitchen, every movement was orderly, and even somewhat pleasing to the eye.

A bowl of noodles, with vegetables and eggs, is not rich, but it is definitely much more delicious than boiled noodles with seasoning.

"You take two pairs of chopsticks, and I'll take out the noodles."

Ming Zhu's two hands seemed to be made of iron, and he carried the bowl so hot, he went out steadily, and put it on the dining table, without spilling any soup.

Shen Jianwei was very leisurely, washed two pairs of chopsticks and took them out.

Such a huge mansion, a house worth hundreds of millions, even the dining table is worth a lot, but the two of them ate the most ordinary noodles.

"Ming Zhu, your cooking skills are very good!" Shen Jianwei had just tasted the first bite, and his eyes lit up.

To be able to make a bowl of noodles delicious without any other ingredients is a skill.

Ming Zhu: "If you don't have some cooking skills, you probably won't be able to find a wife."

Shen Jianwei: "I fell in love with you back then, but I didn't draw on your cooking skills." What he was looking for was beauty, beauty!

Mingzhu: "You don't need to take pictures, I have to know, otherwise, when there is no aunt, no restaurant and no takeaway, you can't be hungry, right? It doesn't matter if I'm hungry, but if you are hungry, I will feel bad."

Shen Jianwei couldn't do it anymore, Ming was expelled from the country, and his words became more and more flirtatious, and he really couldn't bear it if he was too flirtatious!

Excessive indulgence is not good!Very bad!

"Eat yours quickly! Don't talk anymore!" Shen Jianwei covered his ears, it was over, and he and Mingzhu were separated for a while, and he really needed to learn more.

Ming Zhu chuckled a few times: "Okay, I won't talk anymore, I'll eat noodles honestly."

Shen Jian finished eating the noodles with reddish ears, and said quickly, "I'm going to practice the piano after I finish eating!"

Ming Zhu's doting eyes followed Shen Jianwei all the way up to the second floor, and he didn't give up until he could no longer see him.

After eating the noodles, Mingzhu took the bowl back to the kitchen, washed and put it away, washed the pot, wiped the stove, and went upstairs to find Shen Jianwei after cleaning up.

Shen Jianwei said that he wanted to practice the piano, not an excuse to run away, but he was really practicing the piano.

It's just that not long after sitting down, Shen Jianwei hasn't shaken off the pink bubbles in his head yet, and the sound of the piano is not clean.

Well, to be more precise, it was a bit cheerful.

The author says:

Grasp it, the source refers to the eight sons of the Great Qin Empire and Junshang hahaha, there is one at station b, laughing like crazy, thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!