MTL - The Little Merman-Chapter 32

Jiang Yumei took a nap in the Qin deep bed, and packed up the bed the next day and put the coat back on the sofa. I thought about it, took an unused glass jar from the kitchen, and then turned on the TV and picked up the tearful Korean drama that I never looked tired of. I dragged it directly to the most tearful place, and watched the tears come out. It’s all in the jar.

The pearl paved the shallow two layers of the jar. Jiang Yu looked at it with satisfaction. He went upstairs to Qinshen’s room and looked for a place to hide.

He couldn't sleep in Qin's bed in vain. He finally got rid of Qin Shen's suspicion and couldn't let Qin Shen discover pearls again, so he was looking for a place to hide the pearls. With so many pearls, the sleeping hotel can sleep several times, and he does not take advantage of it.

Jiang Yu looked for a while and found that the wardrobe was deep and suitable for hiding things. He climbed into the closet and hid the jar to the inside, confirming that he would not find the jar as long as he could not find the clothes inside, and then closed the closet door with confidence.

In the afternoon, I had to go to the company, Jiang Yu went home to clean up, and Xiao Fang came to pick him up.

"The last variety show, I would like to invite you to be a guest again." In the office, Yan Shu sat opposite Jiang Yu and smiled.

She just let Jiang Yu to reveal her face. I didn't expect too much. I didn't expect Jiang Yu to surprise her, and the concern was even higher than the two guests who were the main players.

Jiang Yu’s program on this time was more than the last time. Several hosts also specially ridiculed him. When the murderer was identified, Jiang Yu identified the murderer in the first link.

When this program was broadcast, the netizens under the official blog were shocked, and of course there were many questionable comments.

"Little brother, what is this fairy instinct, the hit rate is 100%."

"Mom, little brother shouldn't be a star. It should be changed to be a policeman. This kind of devil-like intuition can catch a prisoner."

"I want to give more shots to my little brother, this value, it is no exaggeration to say that the entire entertainment circle, only my family Cheng can fight."

“How can intuition be so accurate? It’s not that the program group deliberately does this. Would you like to push this newcomer named Jiang Yu?”

"Is it a stupid upstairs? If you deliberately, how can you make such an exaggeration? Pushing a new person is not such a push."

"That's not necessarily. Now that the newcomers are debuting, they all love to set up people. This is also a kind of person."

In short, there are many people saying, but no matter what kind of comment, Jiang Yu’s TV series has not been broadcast, and people have already had a fever.

Jiang Yu still doesn't know these arguments on the Internet. He is busy helping Fang to find the object of his dad's interaction. Jiang Yu pretends to be a fan of Fanghua, and asks the women that Fang Hua has seen all over. People.

In the ice cream shop, the two looked at the opposite cafe, sitting in the seat on the glass wall and browsing the computer's Fanghua. Jiang Yu asked Fang Fangdao: "Do you misunderstand, your father is actually no one."

"Impossible." Fang Zhen retorted without thinking. "I live with my dad. I can feel his change. There must be a woman around him."

"Then why should he stare at you?" Jiang Yu did not understand, Fang Hua was divorced, why should he hand over his girlfriend?

Fang shrugs, "Probably knowing that I won't accept it."

When his father and his mother just got divorced, one day he went to his dad's office and found that his dad and a woman were intimate and intimate. When they rushed out, they were hit by a car and lay in bed for a month. At that time, his father was frightened. He never saw the woman again.

The two sat for a while, the door of the cafe was pushed open, and a girl walked to Fanghua to sit down. Jiang Yu quickly pushed the pusher. "Isn't that your assistant?"

The girl he knew, was Fang Wei’s assistant Sun Feifei. When he first went to the film studio, he met Fang Fei Sun Feifei, who also helped Sun Feifei.

"She won't be the object of your father's relationship?" Jiang said.

"Impossible." Fang Zhen snorted without thinking. "My dad is almost fifty. Her age is almost the same as my father's daughter. My dad is not so a beast, and he is a little more than twenty. The little girl started. Not to mention, she was a little assistant who just graduated, and she didn’t look much better. How could my dad hit her?"

Fang said: "It must be my dad looking for her to ask me. I am twenty. My dad is also a child, I don't trust me."

Sun Feifei and Fang Hua talked a few words, and some people recognized Fang Hua, who used to ask him to sign. Sun Feifei didn't have much to wait. After sitting for a while, she got up and left. Soon, Fang Hua also got up and left.

Not far from the Star Shadow Media, seeing his dad leave, Fang Hao reached out and grabbed Jiang Yu’s shoulder. “Go, go to my brother to play the game.”

In the past few days, Fang Hao often took Jiang Yu to Qin Shen to play the game here. The two joined forces and killed the Quartet. The day was faintly forgotten, and the phone call of Fang Wei’s agent came again.

Fang Hao had his father, his mother, and he had no resources since the day he entered the bank. He only picks up the top-notch film and television fashion resources. It is more casual than the artists who usually run the notice to maintain the heat, but it is still more busy than Jiang Yu, a newcomer who has just entered the circle.

Therefore, the two often play the game, and the phone of the agent is coming.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

This is not the first time that Fang Hao has been summoned by the phone in half, and Jiang Yu is used to it.

Killing the big devil in the game, Jiang Yu is hungry. Lightly cooked the road downstairs to the kitchen, open the refrigerator, took out a few eggs and a small green vegetables, and took out the noodles from the cabinet.

This area does not allow takeaways. In the past few times, he and the party played hungry games, and there was only a fast-food cup in the kitchen. Fang Yi once complained that Jiang Yu went to the supermarket to buy some eggs, vegetables, tomatoes and noodles in the kitchen, and cooked their own noodles.

In order to promote the album, Lin Cheng ran around everywhere and rarely went home. Jiang Yu, who has nothing to do at home, learned to cook himself on the TV show. He is quick to learn, cooking is also, after cooking the noodles, the taste is full of praise.

Cooked noodles, Jiang Yu holding a bowl of noodles sitting on the carpet, while watching TV and picking noodles to the mouth. It’s almost eight o'clock after eating and tidying up the kitchen. He yawned sleepily and turned off the TV and went upstairs to wash in the bathroom.

The last time he played a game with Fang Wei, Fang Fang stayed with him for a night, and his toiletries were still in the bathroom. After washing, put on the pajamas and push open the door of Qin Shen room.

Jiang Yu took off his slippers and jumped into the bed. His cheeks licked on the pillows, wrapped in quilts for a while, and went to sleep.

The company had an accident in the film project that was under preparation. It was already ten o'clock after the solution. There will be a meeting to open at 8:00 tomorrow morning. Qin Shen will drive to the nearby house and prepare to go there for one night.

When the elevator enters the door, the moonlight that penetrates through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Qinshen lamp does not open, and goes straight upstairs. Pulling the tie up while going upstairs, taking off the coat and hanging it on the arm, pushing the door open and turning the light on, throwing the coat on the bed, and found that the bed was bulging, and a pair of slippers were arranged in the bed.

The author has something to say: Thank you, the reader, "玖·九久玖", irrigation nutrient solution +20

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Achievements will be achieved tomorrow: sharing the same bed, excited and smashing hands