Being belittled in such a blatant manner, the more tempered ones can kick the opponent three times with one high heel.

But Jiang Sixin is not an ordinary person. Not only did she not look angry, she even said in a tactful manner as if she hadn't heard the wild flower theory: "Brother Xiao is not an ordinary person."

Ye Cheng sneered, thinking that this woman was really extraordinary, she could bend and stretch, and she looked like she had accomplished great things.

He was about to say something when his phone rang.

Looking at the name on the screen, Ye Cheng's expression didn't change at all, but the strength in holding the phone suddenly increased.

Not in the mood to say anything, I greeted him politely and answered the phone.

There are many people who secretly pay attention to this side while biting their ears.

"Ye Cheng has a problem with Jiang Sixin? Hasn't he always had a good time with everyone?"

"Aren't there rumors that Xiao Yan and Ye Cheng were at odds before? It seems to be false."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Jiang Sixin has been put down."

Jiang Sixin still did not give up, Xiao Yan looked at her and said slowly: "I am indeed an ordinary person."

His appearance is unsurpassed and handsome, and it is a face that can easily make people fall in love at first sight, especially his eyes, which are clearly black and white, but make people feel that they contain thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of miles of misty rain in his hometown, ethereal and cold.

But now, being stared at by the eyes praised by fans, Jiang Sixin shivered for no reason.

—He didn't look like he was looking at a woman, or even a person.

Xiao Yan was about to continue speaking when the phone rang.

It was Qi Mo who sent a text message.

[Your partner is in urgent need of help, is Mr. Xiao free? 】

Xiao Yan smiled unconsciously.

[Yes, but you have to repay. 】

Qi Mo's head is bright, and he knows the elegance when he hears string songs.

[Is it okay to make a promise with your body? 】

Xiao Yan's smile deepened, and before he could reply, a few more messages came.

[I know, sure.After all, you like me so much, you beat around the bush and want me to agree with you, of course, this president can only satisfy you. [狗头] [Love]]

Xiao Yan: ... [Boss Qi is right. 】

Qi Mo couldn't help coughing, looked at his face in the mirror, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Yan put away her phone and stood up, "Let me go."

Then he walked straight away under Jiang Sixin's indistinguishable expression.

Jiang Sixin endured and endured, but she still couldn't help looking at the shining pillar. She looked at her own figure, with a C-cup and slender waist, white skin and bright red lips, and a melon-seeded face with big wavy curly hair. Yes, it's still beautiful.

Lightly gave the man next to him a look, Jiang Sixin, who thought that she would immediately receive an infatuated and admiring look, waited and waited, but the man still didn't seem to see a single one.

Has she really lost her charm?

No, how is it possible!

Jiang Sixin gave him a wink, but the man still didn't respond.

The pornstar who doubted her life couldn't even shake her figure, she glared at the perplexed smelly man, and then walked away.

Over there, Wang Heng asked Pei Zheng strangely: "That woman is abnormal? Why keep looking at me?"

Pei Zheng looked at him for a while, then said quietly, "I think you're the abnormal one."

……

Xiao Yan found Mr. Qi in the bathroom with his pants wet.

The wet position was a bit awkward, Qi Mo said deliberately: "I don't know what's wrong with this restaurant, even if the faucet is broken, I don't know how to fix it."

Xiao Yan handed him the clothes sent by the assistant, without asking Qi Mo why he didn't ask the assistant to bring them to the bathroom directly, and asked him to make an extra trip.

Asked, the petals of the sunflower will probably curl up.

After changing clothes and going back, Qi Mo was surrounded by Chen Yue and other producers, directors, Xiao Yan nodded to him, and went to the balcony by himself.

Historically, in TV dramas and novels, bathrooms and balconies are places where plots frequently occur. Xiao Yan suddenly felt that what the predecessors summed up was quite reasonable.

For example now.

Ye Cheng and his manager stepped into the balcony, separated by a bush of vines.

Ye Cheng, who has always maintained a gentle face in front of people, couldn't hide his irritability and disgust: "How long will it take to dump her? I've had enough!"

Just as the manager was about to ask him to be patient, he heard a light knocking sound from the side.

"Who!"

Pushing back the vines, Xiao Yan was sitting on the bench, tapping on the wooden armrest with her fingers, again and again.

The agent straightened his expression in an instant: "So it's Xiao Yingdi, and you also came here to relax?"

Ye Cheng frowned: "Come on, there's no need to hide it in front of him. They're all in the entertainment industry, can't you understand?"

The manager choked, couldn't it be done to save face, you have to pick it up?Is it true that the filth of the past is fake?

Xiao Yan was somewhat curious: "Why do you have to talk on the balcony?"

It's not a mockery or a reminder, it's just pure curiosity.

When he was watching TV, he felt that this kind of plot was illogical, and it was also unreasonable to have an affair in the toilet, specifically to find someone to take a bath instead of assassinating when they were in the toilet.

Ye Cheng's expression was a little complicated.

"You don't need to talk too much, you should worry about yourself."

Although the tone was sarcastic, it meant to remind Xiao Yan that he was right.

Xiao Yan:?

After leaving the balcony, the manager asked Ye Cheng: "Did you know something? Otherwise, why did you remind Xiao Yan to be careful? No, aren't you enemies? Even if he is in trouble, you shouldn't be the one to remind him?"

Ye Cheng has returned to his usual gentleness: "It's just a favor."

"So it's true that something happened to Xiao Yan? In fact, he's down, and it's more beneficial to us." The age gap between the two is not too big, and Ye Cheng is also developing into the film industry recently, grabbing resources. There are too many.

Ye Cheng curled the corners of his cold lips, and whispered to himself, "That's what I need."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, let's go."

After the party was over, those who had an announcement rushed back overnight, and those who hadn't announced and wanted to play with someone re-opened the venue. It was so easy to avoid the domestic paparazzi, what a waste of indulgence?

Xiao Yan asked Qi Mo: "Live with me tonight?"

This is a good question, and Mr. Qi had a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

Angel: Being seen by others will affect Ah Yan.

Devil: Just be careful, and you can also say that you want to catch the plane together, and the good brothers will rest together.

Then the devil stabbed the little angel to death with a small fork, and the little horn of love behind him flickered, showing off his might and complacency.

Qi Mo happily followed Xiao Yan back to the room.

Xiao Yan looked helplessly at the person beside him who insisted on being sneaky and acting like a spy.

Mr. Qi was alert: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yan frowned slightly: "It's nothing."

Forget it, as long as he is happy.

I have to catch a plane the next day, so I naturally sleep honestly at night.

In the middle of the night, Qi Mo hugged Xiao Yan like an octopus. He didn't know what he dreamed of, and occasionally licked it.

The miraculous thing is that under such circumstances, Mrs. Xiao, who claimed to be able to wake up even Ye Luo when he was asleep, slept soundly.

Until a light "click" sound is heard.

The door was held by someone's hand, the sound was not loud, even in the quiet night, it was so small that it was like a hallucination, but Xiao Yan opened his eyes from a deep sleep in the next second.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and those who came in in the dark were cautious, for fear of waking up the people on the bed, and the carpet laid on the floor reduced the footsteps of the uninvited guests to almost nothing.

Xiao Yan's eyes adapt to the darkness very quickly. He quietly looked at the female figure, groping closer and closer.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the position of the bed should be hidden in the darkness in the layout of the hotel. Xiao Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed without making any movement.

After the person who came in got closer, he tried his best to identify it in the darkness with his eyes, and successfully captured a faint figure on the bed.

Feeling that the distance was probably enough, she covered the mask with a handkerchief with one hand, adding another layer of protection to herself, and prepared to unscrew a small bottle with one hand with the other hand.

But when it was about to be unscrewed, a hand suddenly pressed on the lid.

Wei Liang appeared so abruptly in the dark room.

On the bed, "Xiao Yan" fell asleep peacefully, and the quilt still raised a vague shape.

So, who is this holding the lid?

The hand of the person who came in trembled, and the bottle almost fell from his hand, but was firmly caught by that hand.

The moment the bottle transitioned into the hands of the thing who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, she felt two fingers covering the back of her neck, which were icy cold.

Just as the scream was about to burst out of her throat, the two fingers weighed heavily, and the next moment, the woman rolled her eyes, not knowing what was going on.

She fell heavily to the ground with a bang, and from the sound, it seemed that even if there was a carpet, it would be enough.

Now Qi Mo woke up no matter how much he fell asleep.

He was not yet conscious, and subconsciously called out: "Ah Yan..."

Xiao Yan stepped over the people on the ground, turned on the yellowish non-dazzling bedside lamp, lowered her head and gently pressed her lips on Qi Mo's forehead, comforting the awakened Qi Mo.

After Qi Mo finally woke up, he was about to ask what the sound was, but when he turned his head, he saw a person lying on the ground.

Qi Mo:? ? ? ! ! !

He thought he had just woken up and his eyes were dazzled, so he closed it hard and opened it again, yes, there was still a person lying there.

Looking at his partner, Xiao Yan still looked calm and stable, just like every time he talked with Qi Mo under the bedside light in the past, at least he couldn't see anything unusual from his expression alone.

Even the tone of voice was gentle and quiet that is unique to the night, "I just sneaked in."

Qi Mo grasped the point in a second, "Sneak in!!! What does she want to do?"

Xiao Yan told Qi Mo to hold Qi Mo in his arms, and comforted him with the experience he learned from film and television dramas, and successfully made Qi Mo suppress his fright and anger a little, and his calming voice sounded softly: "Call Chen Sheng first. "

Qi Mo subconsciously listened to Xiao Yan's words, and after dialing the phone, he asked, "Then what should I do?"

Xiao Yan looked at him with a slight smile in his eyes: "The next step is to rely on Mr. Qi."

Qi Mo was taken aback for a moment before he understood what Xiao Yan meant——

Leave the matter entirely to him.

In addition to being angry, Qi Mo suddenly felt a sense of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility, and he was gearing up to give someone a good look.

Although he often acts a little silly and sweet in front of Xiao Yan, he is by no means a dolphin with gentle relatives, but a shark that can come up and bite when he smells blood.

He told Chen Sheng on the phone: "Someone is eyeing Ah Yan, now you need to find someone to control and call the monitoring room, call my bodyguards, and let them check to see if there is anyone nearby to respond."

After hanging up the phone, he wrapped his pajamas, squatted down, grabbed the hair and lifted the woman's head on the ground.

Seeing that she was still wearing a mask, she roughly tore it off, revealing a face underneath.

This face is small and exquisite, with delicate and bright features, and light makeup.

But now the powder has become a ball on the face.

And this face is still very familiar, who is it if it's not Jiang Sixin?

Stimulated by the fact that his scalp was about to be ripped off, the muscles on Jiang Sixin's face trembled, showing a tendency to wake up.

Qi Mo subconsciously wanted to knock his head on the corner of the table next to him, but at that critical moment, he thought that his sweetheart was watching, so he hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to make his actions less violent.

Then Xiao Yan stretched out his hand, and pinched the back of Jiang Sixin's neck again, Jiang Sixin, who had just regained consciousness, fainted again.

Brother Xiao, who easily made people faint, calmly said: "Technical support."

Mr. Qi wanted to learn this technique.

Xiao Yan didn't mean to intervene. In fact, if it weren't for the scruples to hit someone's head, the chances of being knocked out and knocked to death are not much different, and there won't even be technical support.

The look of staying out of the matter made it seem that this person was not here for him.

After Qi Mo roughly checked Jiang Sixin, Xiao Yan gave the small bottle in his hand to Qi Mo, "I took it from her hand."

Qi Mo subconsciously wanted to open it, but was stopped by Xiao Yan: "Don't open it, it should be something like a drug."

Prince Qi's veins were throbbing.

All of his current thunder points are basically related to Xiao Yan, especially those who step on thunder, such as drugging or buying/beating people, basically reach the point where people will be blown up at the touch of a touch.

Whether anyone else was involved in this matter has not been pried out yet, but Jiang Sixin is already on the blacklist.

The author has something to say: Qitang thinks that the chapter summary of this chapter is very appropriate, but the ghost does not refer to Jiang Sixin, but to Xiao Yan.

Suddenly being caught by an outstretched hand, Jiang Sixin will probably never dare to turn off the lights when she sleeps.

Emmmmm... and Ye Cheng was beating around the bush to remind Xiao Yan, did the little angels feel it?It prompted him to remind that those slight favors accounted for only a small part of the reason, and more of them were other factors.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles for simplicity; 1 bottle for listening to rain and wind;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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