Jealous every day after marriage

If Lu Qiao didn't speak out, Jiang Yiwei could calm down by himself.As a result, as soon as Lu Qiao said the words, Jiang Yiwei felt that he was getting more and more energetic.

He didn't dare to hug Lu Qiao again, and after Lu Qiao fell asleep, he sat on the balcony and smoked several cigarettes before gradually calming down.

The smoke floated upwards along the wind, and Jiang Yiwei pressed the end of the cigarette to brush his teeth again.He waited for the smell of cigarettes on his body to completely dissipate before lying back on the bed.

In the past few days, the two of them had gotten used to sleeping together on the edge. Feeling the temperature around them, Lu Qiao subconsciously stuck to Jiang Yiwei's body.

Jiang Yiwei took advantage of the situation and hugged Lu Qiao.

He hasn't smoked for a long time. At first, he smoked because he was very irritable during college, and he couldn't stop after smoking.

But after being with Lu Qiao, he hardly touches cigarettes again.Lu Qiao is not in good health, he is afraid that the smell of smoke will choke Lu Qiao.He always felt that it was not difficult to quit smoking, but it was difficult to quit feelings.

It's like he couldn't quit Lu Qiao for so many years, not only couldn't quit, but also quit smoking because of Lu Qiao.

So the word "love" is very magical in Jiang Yiwei's eyes. He is so magical that he is willing to do anything for Lu Qiao.

Jiang Yiwei still remembers that at the farewell party in the year he graduated, the classmate he slept with sang on stage, and the person who played the guitar for him was Lu Qiao.

He asked his roommate if he knew Lu Qiao very well.

The classmate replied to him: "I'm not familiar with him. I asked him to help me walk a show on stage through a friend before, and I haven't met him since then."

"I just met by chance when I was eating out a few days ago, and we chatted casually. He heard me say that he was looking for someone who can play the guitar to help him play, so he told me that he could play and that he could come and help."

On the night of the farewell party, the appearance of Lu Qiao bowing his head and playing the guitar has been floating in Jiang Yiwei's mind until now.

In his usual dreams, from time to time, he would sit under the stage by himself, staring at the scene where Lu Qiao was playing the guitar on the stage.In the dream, there is no one else but them.

In this way, Lu Qiao's guitar is only for him to play.

The fingertips walked along the back of Lu Qiao's hand, and when they touched the fingertips little by little, Jiang Yiwei suddenly wanted to buy a guitar for Lu Qiao.

When he was in a trance, the person in his arms pulled out his hand and murmured, "Itches..."

"What?" Jiang Yiwei didn't hear clearly, thinking that Lu Qiao had woken up, and got up slightly to look at Lu Qiao's face, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that Lu Qiao didn't answer for a long time, and even put his leg on him, Jiang Yiwei realized that Lu Qiao was talking in his sleep.

He didn't know if Lu Qiao was dreaming, but he himself dreamed that Lu Qiao played the guitar all night.

As a result, when he woke up the next day, Jiang Yiwei wanted to kiss Lu Qiao's fingertips and tell him: You have worked hard after playing all night.

"What are you doing holding my hand in a daze?" Lu Qiao's hand has been held by Jiang Yiwei until it sweats slightly, because he has not recovered from his physical exhaustion yesterday, so he has no strength at all, and he can't pull out his hand at all.

Jiang Yiwei smiled, let go of Lu Qiao's hand, and said, "It looks good."

Lu Qiao admired his own hands for a long time: "It's pretty, such beautiful hands, and they also help you... that... aren't you very proud?"

It's very proud.

If Jiang Yiwei didn't kiss Lu Qiao's hand, he would be sorry for what Lu Qiao had done for him.Leaving a kiss on it, he smiled and said, "It will look better with our wedding ring on."

After hearing this, Lu Qiao felt itchy in his heart, wishing that the day of the wedding would come soon.

On the way to the company, they talked about dresses again, and Lu Qiao suddenly wanted Chen Ye to try them on.

Anyway, Chen Ye also majored in fashion design and has his own fashion studio.The clothes he designed are relatively niche, although he is not very famous, at least his taste is online.

Jiang Yiwei nodded, and decided to listen to Lu Qiao and ask Chen Ye to try it out.

After entering the company, seeing that the shooting time was still early, Lu Qiao followed Jiang Yiwei to the office first.Just after contacting Chen Ye about the dress, I heard someone knocking on the door outside the office.

Jiang Yiwei came in, and immediately saw Charlie walking in like a peacock with its tail open.

"What does Mr. Jiang want from me in the morning?" Charlie asked.

Jiang Yiwei put down the document in his hand: "Xiaolu is out shooting today, and I replaced the makeup artist with you."

Sitting next to Lu Qiao, Charlie saw Lu Qiao's hickey half covered by his collar with sharp eyes: "Makeup is secondary, it's mainly to cover up the print, right?"

"Let me see how many marks Mr. Jiang has left on you!" As he said, he reached out to hook Lu Qiao's clothes.

Lu Qiao immediately hid away: "Can't you see it when you cover it for a while? Don't touch me in front of my lover. What should I do if my wife is jealous?"

Charlie found that Lu Qiao's mouth is really good at talking, and he can talk about Jiang Yiwei, a ten thousand year old iceberg.

He resisted the urge to give Lu Qiao a thumbs-up, and casually replied, "Are there any sisters like you? You can't make a fuss?"

"I only quarrel with my wife." After Lu Qiao finished speaking, he glanced at the time, saw that it was time to shoot, and hurriedly dragged Charlie away.

When entering the elevator, Charlie didn't stop at all. He looked at Lu Qiao enviously: "Mr. Jiang is very fierce, isn't he? Is he comparable to a pile driver? Better than a small motor? He looks like a dog?"

"It was quite fierce..." Lu Qiao's legs were weak when he recalled what happened yesterday, and then he hoarsely begged Jiang Yiwei to stop, and lied to him that he was going to faint before he could escape.

He didn't even bother to count how many covers he used in one night, and even cried out loud when he was pressed against the wall and qifu from behind by Jiang Yiwei.

Lu Qiao's showing off made Charlie so jealous that he went to the shooting site to cover Lu Qiao's mark with resentment.

"My good sister, can you take it easy?" Lu Qiao's body was sore and sore, and Charlie almost jumped up when he slapped the sponge egg.

"Who made you so intemperate..." Charlie's mouth was hard and his heart softened, and his hands moved a little lighter, "Mr. Jiang, why didn't he even let go of your lower back? It's a good thing he didn't pat your bottom, otherwise your butt and thighs would be so Don't you have to cover it up too?"

Lu Qiao's face was hot.

Not to mention, Jiang Yiwei did kiss in these two places.After kissing for a long time, I couldn't put it down as if I was holding some baby.

Seeing Lu Qiao bowed his head in a daze without saying a word, Charlie elbowed Lu Qiao down: "What's wrong? Aftertaste?"

"No aftertaste." Lu Qiao was almost covered, just in time to hear the editor calling him outside to change clothes.

This time the editor following the filming was Liang Huan who didn't get along well with him.

Before the company was acquired by Jiang Yiwei, Liang Huan was very close to a model named Wen Yu, and he often sent some of his resources to Wen Yu.

Lu Qiao, who has no resources, really doesn't care that much, and it's impossible to jump into the ranks of top models if he shoots a few more magazine covers.However, he got the interview qualification for fashion week a few times, and he handed in the video of the interview, but the opportunity fell into the hands of Wen Yu, who was not qualified for the interview.

How these two people operated, Lu Qiao didn't know.

He is not dark, he must think of people dirty.But in the toilet, I overheard Wen Yu and Liang Huan talking about it.

Wen Yu's tone at the time was tinged with rejoicing: "Fortunately, you found a way to get Lu Qiao down, otherwise it wouldn't be my turn to go to Fashion Week. It's not once or twice that we've made fun of him like this. If he knew , I guess I even have the heart to kill me."

Lu Qiao wanted to kill Wen Yu, but Wen Yu got into a car accident while flying abroad for training, and he is still doing rehabilitation training in the hospital.

So people really can't have bad intentions, otherwise God will have to deal with you.

Now Liang Huan speaks more politely to Lu Qiao.

In the past, he ignored Lu Qiao's answers, but now he walks around Lu Qiao like a dog, and even the chairs used for filming have to be wiped twice before Lu Qiao can sit on them.

Lu Qiao was speechless, and sat on a chair and said to Liang Huan: "You don't have to do this, and I can't eat you. Whatever you were before, you can be whatever you are now. You don't need to hang around me, I'm not that difficult to serve. .”

It means stay away from me, don't always be an eyesore here, and be annoying.

Liang Huan agreed twice, "Hey!" After the light was set, the photographer started shooting and ran to the corner to smoke.

On the way, Liang Huan called Wen Yu to ask how his leg was doing.

The two chatted for a few words, and Liang Huan squatted on the ground and complained to Wen Yu: "I don't know what Lu Qiao is pretending to be there, but he and Mr. Jiang have obtained the certificate, and he is starting to show off with me."

"He doesn't even think about who Jiang Yiwei is? The boss of the entertainment industry just finds a model to play with casually, and when he gets tired of playing, he is a scumbag. He really thinks that he is a heartthrob and deserves Jiang Yiwei to be by his side Keep it for a lifetime?" He swears into the phone forgetting himself, scolding whatever is ugly.

When he finished cursing and hung up the phone, he heard a chuckle behind him.

Before Liang Huan could turn around to see who was laughing, he was kicked hard.The head fell to the ground and rolled a long way along the ground.

"Fuck... who the hell kicked me?" Liang Huan got up from the ground, his soul disappeared after seeing the person opposite, and he stammered, "Jiang...Mr. Jiang..."

The rest of his syllables were stuck in his throat, and he was too frightened by Jiang Yiwei's stern gaze to make any more sound.

I saw Jiang Yiwei unhurriedly rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, walked up to Liang Huan, and pinched Liang Huan's chin with his right hand.

His face was gloomy, and he said to Liang Huan without a trace of warmth in his voice: "Who are you going to scold him?"

The author has something to say: Is the person Mr. Jiang holds in his palm and protects you who you can scold if you want! ! !