[Deyun Society] Zhou Jiuliang, a sweet cake in the world

The weather at the end of September was already slightly chilly, Ling Anan rubbed his slightly numb arms, stood at the back door of Sanqing and wanted to smash the wall.

Ling Anan thought that she must be spending time at the Tianqiaoer Theater during the [-] holiday. It happened that it was the seventh team’s turn to go on a business trip on the [-]th. Without Zhou Jiuliang, Ling Anan expressed that she wanted to stay at home until she died, and she didn’t want to go anywhere. As a result, Zhang Yunlei caught Sanqing when he turned around.

Zhang Yunlei said that they lacked a make-up artist and asked Ling Anan to do it.

"Hey, isn't this our Deyun little fairy? Isn't it?" Just when Ling Anan was about to call Zhang Yunlei, a coat was draped over himself, "It's so cold today, and I'm afraid of Meng Hetang. Find me to settle accounts."

"You told me to wait for you here at three o'clock." Ling An'an was expressionless and even a little bit wronged, "It's already 03:30 now."

"Hey, oh, look at this little aggrieved face." Zhang Yunlei was mixed up by Yang Jiulang like an old Buddha, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't let my sisters wait so long."

"I'm talking about Jiaoer, aren't you really insincere?" Yang Jiulang didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and while supporting Zhang Yunlei, he opened Sanqing's back door, "Hurry up and come in later, someone will block the door."

"You small-eyed bastard!" Zhang Yunlei glared at Yang Jiulang, then turned his head to look at Ling An'an, who had a look on my face that I can't just let this matter of grievances go away, "Come in, come in."

"Look at the road, look at the road!!" Ling Anan looked at Zhang Yunlei, who was walking and turning back while walking, and his heart was almost arrhythmic from fright. "Ancestor, look at the road and don't look at me! Threshold threshold!!!"

"Walk well." Yang Jiulang turned Zhang Yunlei's head over, "Look at you scaring the girls."

"Yang Jiulang, why do you look like an old mother?" Zhang Yunlei curled his lips, and then thought of Ling An'an's road-crazy attributes, "Ling An'an, don't lose yourself with him."

"If you want to throw it away, I'll throw it away." Ling Anan stared, good guy, this Yunlei can't be beaten or not, why don't you stay at home and go to Sanqing to make a fuss?

Ling Anan: Brother Jiuliang, I miss you!come back quickly!

"I'll be there when I come back to the scene. You can draw Jiuchun first." Zhang Yunlei leaned on the sofa and directed Ling An'an unceremoniously, "Give Jiuchun another hairstyle, what is this?"

"Hey, Zhang Yunlei." Ling Anan almost couldn't hold back and threw the makeup brush in Zhang Yunlei's face, "If I didn't see your steel plate, I would have thrown me out of me."

"Hey, I'm too impatient with you." Zhang Yunlei asked Yang Jiulang to go out to buy food for Ling An'an, and said mercilessly at Ling An'an, "Believe it or not, I'll throw you a steel plate?"

"Believe it, I dare not believe it." Ling Anan rolled his eyes, and the makeup brush in his hand slapped Jiuchun, "I was afraid that you would lie down and blackmail me."

"Hey, you little girl." If Zhang Yunlei couldn't jump up, he would have jumped up and poked Ling Anan's forehead at this moment.

"Shut up." Ling Anan gave up bickering with Zhang Yunlei, put down the makeup brush and muttered while blowing Jiuchun's hair, "Bah, Zhang Yunlei, you little bitch!"

Zhang Yunlei didn't hear what Ling Anan said because the hair dryer was too loud, but Jiu Chun heard it, this was the first time someone said that Zhang Yunlei, a relative of the royal family, was a shrew.

Jiuchun: Although it is not kind, but I just want to laugh and laugh out loud.

When Yang Jiulang came back with big and small bags of food, he saw Zhang Yunlei and Ling Anan on the sofa, chattering happily, Jiuchun Jiuli and other team members were like quails not knowing where to persuade them Son.

"Hey, the two little ancestors." Yang Jiulang put the food on the table and took it out one by one. "Take a break and drink some water. If you're not tired, I'll make you tired."

Zhang Yunlei and Ling Anan glared at each other and snorted coldly.

"..." Yang Jiulang was helpless, he coaxed the child to come here today and said, "Come, come, eat something and you two will continue to be proud."

"Who would want to continue with him?" Ling Anan was really hungry, and he didn't bother to get up when his parents were not at home. He didn't even eat a single bite from home to Sanqing. "I'm starving to death."

"Reincarnate you as a starving ghost in your previous life." Zhang Yunlei disliked Ling Anan, but opened the Coke and handed it to Ling Anan, "Slow down, I don't care about collecting the corpse if you choke to death."

"Hey, Zhang Yunlei, can you expect me to order you well?" Ling Anan swallowed the cold baked noodles in his mouth, curled his lips, "You still have to ask me to put on makeup today, so be careful."

"Huh." Zhang Yunlei expressed very proudly that he was very confident in his appearance, "It doesn't matter whether I am so good-looking or not."

"Oh, I'll go. Then don't paint, just to save my cosmetics." Ling Anan rolled his eyes at Zhang Yunlei after hearing this.

"That won't work." Zhang Yunlei made a gesture to put away all the food on the table, not giving it to Ling Anan, "Eat my food and still work?"

"You're so embarrassed." Ling Anan was annoyed, "Didn't Brother Jiulang buy all of these?"

"I bought what Yang Jiulang bought." Zhang Yunlei said this without blinking his eyes, "That's right, Jiulang."

"Yes, yes, yes." Yang Jiulang was also quite helpless, why did the two ancestors stay together so much, "Let's say what Jiaoer said."

"My territory." Zhang Yunlei smiled at Ling An'an, "Be obedient and draw a nice picture for my brother, and I will cover you."

"Forget it." Ling Anan couldn't help but hate Zhang Yunlei, "With your body, I'm afraid I'll have to take you to the hospital."

In a few words, Ling An'an and Zhang Yunlei began to fight again, Yang Jiulang was dumbfounded when he heard it, how could this guy and two shrews stop the fight because of his little ancestor? ?

Yang Jiulang: Brother Meng, come back quickly, I can't bear it alone!

The theater show was almost over, and the two were tired of bickering and fighting, so Ling Anan started to make up Zhang Yunlei.Although Ling Anan is not a professional makeup artist, girls seem to know how to do makeup without a teacher.

"Look up." Ling Anan held Zhang Yunlei's eyelids with one hand, and eyeliner with the other, "Hold on and don't blink."

Ling Anan thinks that Zhang Yunlei's eyes are very beautiful, the kind of blinking is so charming, and Zhang Yunlei's style on stage is really skinny, I really don't know how Yang Jiulang put this little girl The goblin followed suit well.

"Okay." Throwing the eyeliner on the table, Ling Anan looked at Zhang Yunlei, "Tsk tsk tsk, my hands are really good."

"It's my master who looks good." Zhang Yunlei winked at Ling Anan, and licked his dry and white lips, "It has nothing to do with your hands."

"You'd better not talk." Ling Anan flicked out her lipstick, "Open your mouth."

Ling Anan felt very sorry for these crosstalk actors. They went on stage for half an hour and an hour, and their voice was hoarse and their mouth was dry. After the show, they had to sing the song ordered by the audience with a hoarse voice.

Every time he saw Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang's lips that were still dry after drinking water, Ling Anan couldn't help putting lipstick on his lips, although they licked it off after a while.

"Don't lick it, it's poisonous." Ling Anan packed his things and saw Zhang Yunlei licking his lips, "Let's go, I'll help you up on stage."

"Hey, Ling An'an, do you dare to poison the master?" Zhang Yunlei put Ling An'an's arm, stopped licking his lips, and started arguing with Ling An'an again, "Grandpa's second mistresses can't spare you. "

"How dare I." Ling Anan carefully supported Zhang Yunlei to walk up the stage, "Your second mistresses can bury me with a single sentence."

"It's good to know." Zhang Yunlei looked proud when he mentioned his second grandmothers, "Help me well and listen?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Ling Anan didn't want to support Zhang Yunlei directly to the stage, she wanted to step aside and let Yang Jiulang pick it up, but Zhang Yunlei had to scare Yang Jiulang, Ling Anan didn't say anything about Zhang Yunlei, so she could only help Zhang Yunlei slowly onto the stage.

"Who? Zhang Yunlei?" Yang Jiulang partnered with Jiuchun today, and he didn't know what the topic was, so he detoured to Zhang Yunlei.

"Who's looking at you with small eyes." Before Jiuchun could speak, Zhang Yunlei put one hand on Ling Anan and held the microphone in the other, and spoke, "Hurry up and help me."

"Oh, ancestor." Yang Jiulang was taken aback, and hurried to help Zhang Yunlei, but he said unforgivingly, "You are here to touch porcelain, right?"

"Fuck you." Zhang Yunlei pushed Yang Jiulang lightly, and Yang Jiulang used the momentum to block Ling An'an. The people below only looked at Zhang Yunlei, and only saw a girl helping Zhang Yunlei up, not what he looked like.

When Zhang Yunlei finished exploring the Qingshui River and returned by airborne, Ling Anan who was waiting in the background almost fell asleep.

"Hey, our second grandma sings so well, are you still able to fall asleep?" Zhang Yunlei disliked Ling An'an, "Let's go, I'll take you home after dinner."

"I won't eat the meal." Ling Anan raised his mobile phone, "Just now I sent a message to Jiu Nan asking him to pick me up."

"What's the matter, what's wrong with Yang Jiulang not being able to send you back?" Zhang Yunlei was unhappy, and was finally tricked by Ling Anan, so he just left, "Let Zhang Jiunan go back."

"No, Brother Jiulang can't send you off and go home to hug your wife." Ling Anan was a little confused, "I have something to do today, and I took a model job near Jiunan's house, so he stopped by."

"Can I pick this up blindly?" Zhang Yunlei thought about Ling An'an's stupidity, and was afraid that the silly girl would be tricked, "I'll follow you."

"I'll go with you." Yang Jiulang also felt uncomfortable, "For safety."

"Yes." Ling Anan knew that Zhang Yunlei was afraid that he would be deceived, so he sighed, "Go to the lucky studio."

"???" Zhang Yunlei was startled. As a person who has half a foot in the entertainment industry, how difficult it is to be a model in Lucky Studio, does he know "Really? You won't be fooled by some rotten people right?"

"Lucky's boss is my eldest sister's hair girl." Ling Anan appeased Zhang Yunlei, who was about to jump, "I just went to try on the clothes and took a couple of hard photos, so Jiu Nan sent me home."

Although Zhang Yunlei didn't insist on going with Ling Anan, he entrusted Zhang Jiunan to deliver Ling Anan home and follow the little girl every step of the way.

"Okay, senior brother." Zhang Jiunan's stubborn temper kept in front of Zhang Yunlei, "I promise to complete the task!"

"Well, let's go." Zhang Yunlei tapped Ling Anan's head, "Go in and send me a message, and you have to tell me when you get home, are you listening?"

"Got it." Ling Anan missed Zhang Yunlei who had just had a verbal quarrel with her, "Like an old grandma."

"Hey, you little heartless!" Zhang Yunlei dragged Yang Jiulang angrily and was about to walk back. After walking two steps, he still couldn't help turning around and telling him, "Be careful, be careful."

"Okay, Granny Zhang." Ling Anan smiled and waved goodbye to Zhang Yunlei, "Brother Jiulang, remember not to let Granny Zhang drink alcohol~"

Until Zhang Jiunan left with You Juechen, Ling Anan could still vaguely hear Zhang Yunlei's furious spiel, Ling Anan said that he was in a very good mood, so good that it couldn't be better.

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In my impression, the second master probably likes and cherishes the second wives very much. The second master must like the second wives very much, right?

So in my article, the second master is a little arrogant, the kind who is more vicious with the better people

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