All the men I've had are back

Time passed by minute by minute.

Standing in front of Gu Jinwu, Su Jiaobai saw the time on the table jumped to twelve midnight.

He unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, your birthday is over, I'll dance for you next time."

After finishing speaking, Su Jiaobai turned to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by Gu Jinwu's arm.

Su Jiaobai stopped, he tilted his head slightly, and looked at Gu Jinwu who was standing behind him.

There was only one dim yellow light in the room.

From Gu Jinwu's angle, one could see Su Jiaobai's slightly reddened eye ends, as if he was holding back something.

The man slowed down his voice, with a hint of tenderness and comfort.

"Then next time, you must dance for me."

Su Jiaobai's body was a little stiff.

He slowly pulled his arm out of Gu Jinwu's hand, then turned around, faced him, nodded with a smile, "Okay."

……

The next day, filming continued as usual.

Gu Jinwu sat on the sofa in the lounge with his thermos, as if nothing happened last night.

Su Jiaobai also kept silent about what happened yesterday, but his mood was obviously affected.

This caused him to be very unstable when filming today.

Today's highlight scene has been filmed for two hours, and I can't pass it.

"Rest awhile."

Wang Taokui scratched his hair irritably, and raised his hands to call Su Jiaobai and Gu Jinwu over, "I'll tell you about a play."

"Here, it's a forced kiss, three times. The key depends on your reaction, Xiaobai."

"For the first time, startled, pushed away."

"The second time, angry, anxious."

"The third time, resist and compromise."

There are no lines in this scene, only facial expressions and strong emotional conflicts.

Su Jiaobai has been out of shape, kissing Wang Taokui so many times is not satisfied.

Su Jiaobai touched his swollen mouth, rubbing it secretly and complaining.

Gu Jinwu stood beside Su Jiaobai silently, wearing a straight military uniform, he looked very cold and mighty.

"Okay, try again."

After 10 minutes, start again.

Because of Young Master Ji's efforts to "serve" that night, Zhou Helan finally released Boss Ji's goods.

This incident spread in Shanghai.

The people outside first said that Boss Ji had offended Zhou Helan.

Then he said that it was actually Young Master Ji who offended Zhou Helan.

Then he said that it was Young Master Ji who robbed Zhou Helan's woman.

In the end, I don't know how it was rumored that Young Master Ji belonged to Zhou Helan. Because he was disobedient, he was threatened by Zhou Dashuai with Ji's family, robbed him, and forced him to submit.

When Ji Nanbai heard this version, he immediately jumped up and applauded, and threw a few silver dollars to the gossip man.

But let him change "Master Ji is from Zhou Helan" to "Master Ji is from Young Master Ji" when he speaks in the future.

The rumors got hotter and hotter.

Since the incident with Boss Ji, Ji Nanbai has indeed settled down for a while.

But he was not born to be idle.

On this day, taking advantage of Zhou Helan's absence, Young Master Ji, who hadn't registered for Fang Jiewa for three days, slipped out again.

This time, he found an unremarkable dance hall.

Young Master Ji felt that although Zhou Helan had great power in Shanghai, he wouldn't be able to control the whole of Shanghai, right?

Thinking of this, Young Master Ji sat down on the sofa leisurely, with a glass of wine in one hand and a beauty in the other.

Then when I hugged her, I felt that this beauty's waist was really a little thinner, not as strong as Zhou Helan's.

The beauty's skin was not as easy to touch as Zhou Helan's.

Even that hair is not as stylish as Zhou Helan's.

Young master Ji was a little emotional, he waved the beauty away with his hand, and was about to go back when someone stopped him suddenly.

"But Master Ji?"

The speaker is dressed in gold and silver, and looks like a businessman.

Ji Nanbai glanced at him and snorted, "Huh?"

The businessman was born with a fat head and big ears, and when he came up to him with his stomach full, his eyes fell on Master Ji's fair and delicate face.

Ji Nanbai lowered his eyes in disgust.

The businessman didn't seem to see Ji Nanbai's disgust, he just cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I heard that Young Master Ji and Marshal Zhou are very good friends?"

The last five words were protracted and meaningful.

Young Master Ji looked even more disgusted, and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

The businessman continued to approach and said: "I have something to talk to Young Master Ji, and I hope that Young Master can take a step to speak."

Ji Nanbai said impatiently: "If you have something to say, just talk about it here."

The businessman looked around.

The place Ji Nanbai chose is quite secluded.But because of his pretty face, there are still many people paying attention here.

Helpless, the businessman could only get closer.

Ji Nanbai smelled the smell of the businessman.

He frowned subconsciously, and then heard the businessman say: "Master Ji, please go and give Marshal Zhou a pillow breeze and let my merchant ship come in."

pillow!side!wind!

Young Master Ji's beautiful peach blossom eyes widened immediately.

He didn't hear anything, but when he heard these three words, his head immediately buzzed.

He suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Master Ji Xiaoji squeezed the red wine glass in his hand, his face tense, "You, say it again."

The businessman thought that Ji Nanbai had intentions, so he immediately said it again, and promised that as long as Master Ji Xiaoshao handles this matter well, the benefits will definitely be indispensable.

As he spoke, he took out a stack of bank notes, which was indeed not a small sum.

The stubby five fingers pinched it, stuffed it into Jin Nanbai's arms, and wiped the oil by the way.

Young Master Ji sneered, raised his foot and kicked violently.

The bank notes flew all over the ground, and the red wine glass in his hand slammed down on the businessman's head.

That merchant tonnage is really heavy.

It fell down with a "bang", crushing two wooden tables in a row.

Young master Ji rode on the businessman, punching and punching, very viciously.

Don't look at the young master who is exquisite and beautiful, he is played like a doll by Zhou Helan.

But he was also extremely ruthless when he hit people.

People around came to persuade the fight, but they were all scared off by Ji Nanbai.

After the young master felt comfortable being beaten, Shi Shiran got up, took out a few silver dollars and threw them on the businessman, saying: "Take it to cure your breath, it really stinks."

Although Ji Nanbai beat someone up, the bad breath in his heart still didn't come out.

Pillow wind, pillow wind, pillow wind...

These three words stared at him like a spell.

Young master Ji went back to Xiaoyanglou aggressively.

In the huge living room, Zhou Helan was sitting on the sofa, cleaning his gun.

He slightly raised his eyelids, there was no expression on that extremely handsome face.

Young master Ji's anger was immediately extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head.

He lowered his head, trying to pass by.

"stop."

The man spoke.

Ji Nanbai stood still, smelling the smell of smoke and alcohol on his body.

Zhou Helan stood up, walked in front of Ji Nanbai, raised his hand to pinch his jaw, and gently raised it, "You've got skills again, huh?"

Seeing Zhou Helan's appearance, Young Master Ji got drunk, pushed him away suddenly, and then pointed at the man's nose and cursed, "Come on, if you dare, beat me to death!"

The man narrowed his eyes, and took two steps forward in awe-inspiring manner.

Young Master Ji swallowed his saliva and choked.

Running back while coughing.

Then the man grabbed her neck and dragged her back, pressed her on the sofa, and kissed her viciously.

"Go away, don't touch me..."

Young master Ji pushed the person away, rolled off the sofa, and before he could take two steps, Zhou Helan pushed him to the ground again.

The man kissed again.

Ji Nanbaihuo thought of the words "wind by the pillow" again, his expression flustered slightly, he struggled even harder, his head hit the ground, and he became dizzy for a while.

The sound was so loud that even Zhou Helan panicked.

He immediately covered the back of Ji Nanbai's head with his hand, picked him up from the ground, put him on the sofa, and called the doctor to come over.

Ji Nanbai slowed down, and when he saw Zhou Helan's face, he scratched it immediately, regardless of whether this was a trick he learned from some woman before.

It doesn't matter if it's masculine or not, as long as it can catch Zhou Helan, it's a good move.

Zhou Helan impatiently pinned Young Master Ji's two wrists with one hand, then dropped the phone, and kissed again.

Young Master Ji struggled first, then seemed to lose his strength suddenly, and stopped his movements.

When the doctor came in with the medicine box, he saw the two figures folded on the sofa, kissing each other inseparably.

With his bald head on his face, the doctor turned and left silently.

After the kiss was over, Zhou Helan embraced the person and said, "What's the trouble, huh?"

He didn't settle accounts with this little thing, but he actually got into a fight with himself first.

When Ji Nanbai heard Zhou Helan mention this matter, he trembled with anger.

"Those bastards outside said I'll blow your pillow!"

Zhou Helan's expression became very strange when he heard this.

The man opened his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say, and after a while, he burst into a hearty smile at Ji Nanbai.

Young Master Ji's face flushed red with anger, wishing he could go up and scratch Zhou Helan's face again.

But now he is bound by a man with both hands, unable to move at all.

Zhou Helan laughed enough, let go of Ji Nanbai, and then saw the little young master's face that was about to explode with anger, reached out and pinched it, and said seriously: "Who said that, I'm going to destroy him."

"A fat old man, I don't know who it is."

Ji Nanbai folded his arms around his chest, before he finished speaking, the guards outside suddenly ran in, saying that someone wanted to see Marshal Zhou.

"not see."

Zhou Helan said directly.

The guard scratched his head, and said again: "The man said that Master Ji lost something in Ayers, and he brought it here."

Ayers is the small dance hall that Ji Nanbai went to.

Zhou Helan narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Nanbai.

Ji Nanbai tilted his head guiltily, then stretched out his hand to cover the back of his head, screaming tremblingly in pain.

Zhou Helan's face darkened, and said, "Let someone come in."

A fat man in a suit with a bruised nose and a swollen face walked in.

It was clearly the one who was beaten up by Ji Nanbai just now.

"Master Ji lost a pocket watch, and I brought it here."

Although he was beaten up by Ji Nanbai, the businessman still rushed over to show his hospitality.

Ji Nanbai looked at the "evidence" that was not worth a lot of money, but now it made him unable to quibble, and he was a little panicked.

"Oh? Ayers."

Zhou Helan looked at Ji Nanbai with a half-smile.

The businessman said again: "It was picked up by the dancer that Young Master Ji ordered, and I just did it with ease."

The smile on Zhou Helan's face deepened, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. He only intercepted the businessman's words and said: "The dancer you ordered? Which dancer is beautiful, huh?"

Ji Nanbai's scalp was numb, wishing he could throw the old businessman out.

But he didn't want the old businessman to think that Zhou Helan was talking to him, so he kept replying, "It's Ayers' top card, and it's really beautiful, only a little worse than Liu Fenfen from Paramount."

Ji Nanbai couldn't sit still anymore.

He felt that he was going to die here today.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-2714:32:49~2019-11-2818:16:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~