At a little after seven forty, the茭白 was loaded onto the plane.
The old man was interested in him, and it was quite strong, so strong that it was sticky. He also gave up a little bit of his sacred and inviolable bottom line in front of him, but it didn't mean that he could indulge him without limit. It was even more impossible to feel sorry for him. If you put yourself in his shoes and think about how painful his ribs must be, it was simply a fantasy.
There is a huge gap between dynamism and being moved.
Besides, the old guy has no heart.
Jiaobai, a patient who needed to stay in bed, was brought on this trip to visit the patient.
The person who gave this order looked like shit.
It had been like this since he hung up the phone in the waiting room, and it had left a bruise on his waist.
Neuropathy.
Jiaobai glanced at Pikachu, who was squatting on the ground and snorting sarcastically, and nodded with certainty. Yes, he was a lunatic.
He felt uncomfortable, so he took some painkillers and lay down.
In the aisle, Shen Ji was flipping through documents. He flipped through the papers and threw them aside.
He threw several copies in a row and pushed them all to the ground, pinching his nose with a cold face.
Chen Yiming wants to jump out of the plane now.
But it was obviously just a thought. He went over and squatted to pick up the documents, and was kicked twice by the chairman during the process.
Suffered for the reed.
Chen Yiming had been with the chairman for at least eight years, if not ten. No one knew better than him what changes had taken place and to what extent. Even the chairman himself was not aware of it.
There is a common factor of the chosen ones here. They have too much power in their hands, stand at the top of the world's greed, look down on everything, and think that nothing can escape their control.
There is another reason. The chairman’s emotional area was covered with ashes and grass eight hundred years ago. He knows nothing…
The chairman hasn't gone anywhere to relax for four days.
Two mistresses smelled something unusual and called him on his cell phone, trying to inquire about the chairman's private life in a roundabout way. He really wanted to just give him the address of Shangmingyuan and let them find the answer themselves.
Chen Yiming picked up the document: "Chairman, would you like something to drink?" To cool down
The chairman was angry, but he didn't vent it. Instead, he waited for the arsonist to put out the fire. This move showed the demeanor of a young boy.
There was no sound at all, it was too quiet.
Chen Yiming sensed the crisis, he lowered his head even more, and at the same time handed several documents in his hand to the chairman.
The top one was picked up by a hand and hit the corner of his eye.
The stinging pain was accompanied by a suffocating sense of hostility.
Shen Ji took another document and threw it at him: "Did you figure out what I was thinking?"
Chen Yiming didn't dare to admit it.
Subordinates can be smart, but they cannot be smarter than their superiors.
Otherwise, the boss will not be happy about having such a caring subordinate, but will only feel that he is being controlled.
Especially related to the boss's personal affairs.
When Shen Ji saw the assistant's reaction, he knew that he was starting to speculate again. His face was dark: "Get out of here!"
Chen Yiming got lost.
Jiao Bai caught a glimpse of Chen Yiming's bleeding eye, but he didn't feel the slightest sympathy.
Chen Yiming and Zhang Zhen are both capable assistants of the heads of the big families in Nanxi City. They can enjoy the flattery and flattery of the outside world. They both benefit from their masters and have a certain status in the upper class. The latter still has a little humanity and kindness, but the former does not.
Jiaobai fell asleep, but he couldn't sleep because...
Pikachu was still squatting on the ground and snorting.
You snorted and looked at him.
That's enough.
Jiaobai grabbed something at hand and threw it across the aisle.
That's a bag of milk.
It fell on Shen Ji's suit pants.
Cracked.
Jiaobai's heart skipped a beat. Damn it. This was a bit too much.
It's okay, it's okay, stay calm. As long as I don't panic, others will be the ones who panic.
Jiaobai took the initiative and said, "Can you just tell me what's bothering you?"
Shen Ji slowly turned his head, and a drop of milk splashed onto the tiny scar on his brow bone left by the car accident, and slid tremblingly onto his deep and wide eye folds.
His eyes were calm and expressionless, but the veins on his neck and forehead were throbbing.
It looked like it wanted to eat people.
It’s better to tear it into pieces, dip it in sauce one by one, and enjoy it slowly.
Jiaobai looked around and saw no place to hide and nothing to defend himself with, so he simply stopped moving.
Pikachu and activity are his shield.
The milk on Shen Ji's legs spread and dripped down. He didn't wipe it off. He just unbuckled his seat belt, stood up, walked across the aisle and picked up the person on the chair.
"Are you looking for death?" Shen Ji pressed his nose against his, and made a chilling sound in the intimate action, "Are you?"
Jiaobai leaned back, feeling a tearing pain in his back. The painkillers had not taken effect yet. He was in so much pain that he could not help but return to his original position, and the bitter smell of coffee hit his face.
"It's my fault for throwing your milk. I apologize." Jiaobai took in the old man's breath. He was dying. "But I didn't see it at the time and didn't know it was milk. If I knew, I would definitely drink it myself and not waste it."
The puppy opened its innocent eyes and kept calling out "milk". Shen Ji's scalp trembled and his throat felt dry and itchy.
The desire has not eased in the past few days and is very strong.
"Puppy." Shen Ji said hoarsely, "You threw things around and then bit me back, blaming me for my mistakes. That's fine."
"The reason why I asked you if you are unhappy about something is because you are being cold and affecting me." Jiaobai poured cold water on the old man's lust.
Shen Ji immediately lost interest: "Then get out."
Jiaobai smiled slightly: "Okay, you let the plane land and I'll leave immediately."
Shen Ji stared at him for a while with a gloomy face, then grabbed the back of Jiao Bai's head with one hand and pressed him into his arms.
"Born to be a rebel?" Shen Ji's palm moved down close to Jiaobai's neck, touching his shoulder blades and spine through the loose and thin clothes, rubbing each bone carefully, and the words he said were casual and cruel, "I'll touch it, pull it out for you, and crush it."
A page of comics suddenly appeared in front of Jiaobai's eyes.
His struggling movement suddenly stopped. Isn't this "Broken Wings"
New feature: Once the player's friend says a line from the original novel, the corresponding plot will appear.
Jiaobai's heartbeat was a little fast, he didn't need to follow the plot or tear it apart and reconstruct it, remembering the original story wouldn't do him much good, it wouldn't allow him to complete the task quickly, but it was still useful.
After all, he only has this sesame-sized golden finger.
Jiaobai asked a key question: "Is this feature free? No points are required?"
unnecessary.
Jiaobai asked in his heart: "Besides changing servers, what else can points be used for?"
It allows players to experience a dream-like pleasure when being whipped.
Wild rice: “…”
Then there is no need.
Jiao Bai quickly browsed the comics, and he automatically turned to the next page after reading one. This was all the content about Shen Ji and his official pairing, which was picked out from the entire comic.
Shen Ji's official partner is a proud and aloof college student.
His father needed surgery but had no money, so he was desperate and was introduced by a classmate to work as a prostitute at "Diya". Just as he signed the contract to start working, he was taken away by Shen Ji.
Because the look in his eyes when he looked at Shen Ji showed no obsession, flattery, fawning or fear, but only stubbornness, forbearance, resistance, and self-loathing. He dared to say no to fate and to the financial sponsor who controlled his life and death.
Shen Ji, with a black heart, came back to life. That night, he raped the child several times at "Deye". He lit a cigarette, held the child's trembling and flushed back, and said, "Are you born to be a rebel? Let me feel it, pull it out for you, and crush it."
From going to his place for two consecutive days, to staying overnight, refusing to acknowledge his specialness, refusing to admit that she had repeatedly sacrificed her principles for him, to ignoring other flirts for ten days and a half, facing the fact that she was moved, and sending away all flirts, even Jiang Yan, who had been with him for many years.
That series of changes happened within just one month.
The old cucumber was painted and it fell in love.
Jiaobai is a bit of a bad person. In "Broken Wings", whether it is the main CP or the secondary CP, they are all bloody, scumbag, and be. Some died, some died in their hearts, and some forgot about each other in the world. All of them are be.
Shen Ji and his official match also ended.
This is not the point. The point is that Shen Ji is only a supporting role, and his official supporting role has even fewer scenes. The other party only appeared when he was in his early forties, and was strongly resisted by fans of his character.
It doesn’t matter if it’s茭白, as long as the characters are pretty and the plot is bloody and sad, that’s enough, so he didn’t pay much attention to Shen Ji’s official match.
Jiao Bai was sweating all over at this moment. Did he accidentally follow the path of the college student and become the official partner of the old man? Just like he replaced Liang Dong's best friend
Jiaobai's stomach cramped, and he anxiously asked his assistant, "My four group names are all about life and the world. They look the same. There should be other notes, right?"
Once there are people in the group, the notes will be displayed.
Jiaobai asked breathlessly, "Is there a boyfriend group?"
none.
The wild rice stem is revived with full blood.
Seeing the old man standing against him and ready to pull out his gun and shoot him in the mouth at any time, he felt a little more tolerant.
Having just finished reading the comic, Jiao Bai couldn't help but compare it with the real person. He couldn't help but sigh that the author of "Broken Wings" was really good at drawing. The lines used for the character Shen Ji were very concise and tough, with big openings and closings, and a strong pretentious aura was created with just a few strokes.
As for the little bottom, the lines are all round and full, without any sharp spots.
You don’t have to look at the height to judge the top and bottom, just look at the direction of the lines.
Jiaobai was blatantly distracted and didn't take the old man who was examining his bones seriously.
Shen Ji's eyebrows jumped. This was the first time he couldn't see through a person, a little kid who was a generation younger than him and two years older. The absurd sense of reality affected his work efficiency. His personal life was not going well either.
Shen Ji pressed the man between his palm and the back of the chair, with his palm resting just above his tailbone.
The old injury here was not treated in time, and it recurred twice to varying degrees due to external forces later.
It won't get better.
In autumn and winter, you should pay attention to keeping warm, avoid getting cold, insist on massage and physical therapy, and avoid fatigue.
This is the inspection report given to him by the assistant.
I don't know what the old man is thinking, I just want to say, damn it, it's amazing, damn it,
Donkey, hang, donkey, hang, hang hang hang.
He felt one of the essences of this comic, damn!
"When I said I was going to visit a patient in West City, you got nervous."
Shen Ji's voice diverted Jiao Bai's attention from the donkey. He heard him say, "Once at the birthday party, once at the 'Di Ye'. Apart from these two times, you haven't seen him in other occasions, right? Why are you so worried? If you don't know, you would think he is your bread and butter."
Jiao Bai thought to himself that he could not be considered the parent who provided him with food and clothing, but he was the most difficult one to deal with, the old boss who determined his success or failure. If he could not pass that level, all the other levels he had passed would be in vain.
Jiaobai was observing Pikachu's owner imperceptibly, and he wondered why the old guy looked so shitty all the way. It turned out that he misunderstood him and thought he was nervous and was jealous.
The same thing happened last time in front of his son.
As expected of an old dog in a melodramatic world, he can urinate on the things that he calls not presentable and occupy territory again and again.
Jiaobai thought with a sense of evil, then just keep peeing, it would be best if you can't stop peeing.
So Jiao Bai avoided Shen Ji's gaze and looked at the side: "President Qi is a very good person. That night, he didn't want me to serve him, and asked me to go back and rest early. At the old house, he also reminded me to go to the hospital to see a doctor for dermatitis. He is a very warm person."
Shen Ji's expression became strange: "He is warm?"
"I was the one who proposed the dog-swapping game. How could he let you into his room if he didn't agree?" Shen Ji's emotions suddenly soared. "Why do you think he didn't want you to serve him later? It was because of you..."
"Chairman!" Seeing that something was wrong, Chen Yiming hurried over and spoke in time.
He swallowed his saliva under the cold gaze of Chairman Ling and mouthed: Be careful with your words!
Shen Ji's facial muscles twitched slightly. He would not reveal his old friend's secrets behind his back just for a puppy.
Years of friendship cannot be compared to a thing used to vent one's desires.
"Silly dog, if the Mr. Qi you mentioned is warm, then I am the Bodhisattva." Shen Ji leaned over and pinched Jiao Bai's face with his hand.
As if he felt that this action was inappropriate and inexplicable, Shen Ji stepped back, straightened the collar of his shirt, and said condescendingly: "Follow me when you get to West City, stay away from him."
Jiao Bai chuckled: "Jiang Yan said that Director Qi is the most graceful and cultured person he has ever met."
Shen Ji was once again overcome by an inexplicable anger.
Where does ginger come from
Chen Yiming reminded quietly: "Chairman, Jiang Yan is the person who came from Chairman Qi not long ago, the lead singer of an underground band."
Shen Ji had some impression, and he glanced over: Where is the person
Chen Yiming boldly looked into the chairman's eyes: Didn't you drive that person away
This time, Shen Ji finally remembered Little Hot Pepper in the Red Dress. That child was very relaxed in bed.
Unfortunately, I praised him for being sensible the day before, but he made a mistake the next day.
Shen Ji no longer had the idea of training the puppy. He left the puppy aside, changed into a pair of trousers, and sat back in his seat with his eyes closed to rest.
The medicinal effect of the茭白 took effect, he no longer felt pain and soon fell asleep.
When we arrived at the airport, Jiaobai was still asleep. He was wearing a thick beige furry coat with the zipper zipped up to the top, the hat on his head, and his hands tucked into his sleeves, like a bear spending the winter.
Shen Ji, dressed in a suit and tie, felt embarrassed.
Chen Yiming and others who were also wearing formal attire did not want to go with Jiaobai.
The painting styles are too different and very discordant.
The wild rice plant that was left behind by the team said slowly, "I need to go to the toilet."
Jiaobai said before Shen Ji got angry: "Some people can't pee on the plane, like me."
Shen Ji glanced at Jiaobai indifferently.
Seeing that the chairman didn't say anything, Chen Yiming knew that he didn't want to waste time on the matter, so he asked two bodyguards to follow him.
Jiaobai borrowed a boy's cell phone in the bathroom, dialed a number, and said as soon as the call was connected: "Hello, Shen Eran, it's me."
There was a sound of suppressed breathing coming from the phone.
Jiaobai sat on the relatively clean toilet seat: "I'm in Xicheng, just arrived."
Shen Er'an still didn't speak.
This reaction made Jiao Bai suspicious. Did Shen Er'an already know that he came to Xicheng
How do you know
Jiaobai thought of Shen Er'an's black technology companions. Could he still be doing something behind his father's back
It doesn't matter if his father takes it seriously now, but if he decides to take care of it one day, he will have to go back to the Clam Mountain to pick tea at best, or go see his mother at worst.
Shen Er'an seemed to have guessed what Jiao Bai was thinking, and he said softly, "I didn't use them again."
After a pause, Shen Eran continued, "It was the aunt from Shangmingyuan who told me."
Jiaobai understood that this was Shen Ji's intention, otherwise his aunt would not dare to disclose it.
"Okay then, I'm hanging up." Jiaobai said.
Shen Eryan shouted: "Wait, are you okay?"
There was no stuttering in the words.
Jiaobai smiled: "It's nothing serious, there are doctors with us." In fact, there is a medical team with us. I'm afraid it's not just a simple trip to Xicheng, there are other plans.
The old guy just wanted to make him suffer.
It was very quiet on the other end of the phone. Jiaobai knew that Master Shen could stay like this for a whole day. He had no time to comfort or joke. He just said, "I'll bring you a small gift when I get back." If I could have some free time.
"I don't want gifts. I want you to be safe."
Shen Er'an hung up after he finished speaking.
Jiaobai was stunned. Oh, this is really tear-jerking. Okay, Master Shen, as long as you don’t become a monster or a scumbag, I will be your friend for life.
Jiaobai had no other calls to make. As he unlocked the cubicle door, he thought that Li Jue would not pursue Shen Er'an at school and rarely even went to him.
It was precisely because of this that Shen Er'an was careless and fell into his trap.
The turning point happened on the day after the college entrance examination, which is still a long time ago.
Besides,
He came into this world.
Jiaobai walked out of the cubicle. The scumbag top and the scumbag bottom were all his good friends. He passively participated in their lives, and maybe he could prevent that thing from happening.
Jiao Bai asked his assistant, if he destroyed the main plot of the genuine top and bottom, there would be no punishment, right
none.
Jiaobai breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have to sabotage it. He would just wait and see. What if the two of them fell in love with each other? Or it was possible that Li Jue would fall in love with someone else before that.
We don’t know what will happen tomorrow, let alone next year.
The world of this comic doesn't care much about the original plot, as long as it's bloody.
Jiaobai returned the phone to the boy.
The boy didn't leave.
Jiaobai pulled the drawstring of his fur coat and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the matter?"
The boy blushed: "Big brother, what's your name?"
Wild rice said: "Ginseng in water."
What's in the water? When the boy realized what was happening, he was the only one left in the bathroom. He couldn't wait to open WeChat and click on the "Group" button.
Little Ear: I just saw a sickly older brother!!! He was tall and thin, very white, with very pretty hands, the kind with faint blue veins visible in the whiteness. But his nails were not very neat, and he didn’t care about his image. The corners of his eyes drooped, like a humming little animal. I really wanted to hug him and rub him!
An emoticon of little ears screaming wildly.
Originally there were 0s and 1s in the group, and they could occasionally discuss ideas with each other. Now there are only 0s, and the 1s have all gone out to form their own groups.
Without 1, the little 0s can no longer flirt with each other, and the popularity of the group has dropped a lot.
At this time, because of Xiao Erduo's excitement, a group of people came out and asked him for photos.
Little Ear: No photos, I didn’t have the chance to take any.
Everyone in the group was shocked and said, "Go away, there's no point in talking without photos."
Little Ear sent a voice message angrily: "He said his name is Shui Zhong or something."
A group member started talking: Aquatic ginseng
Little Ear: Yes!
Little Ear: That’s right! That’s the name!
-Well, let me just say this, I remember there is a Gaogua in our group.
-Also called water ginseng.
-Shit, could it be him
-Little Ears, is there such a fate? I don't believe it, it's just a coincidence.
The little ear's hand holding the phone was shaking. That furry big brother must be tall. He didn't care, he must be tall, absolutely!
Woo woo woo, big tall brother, that’s not right, big brother Gaogua, that’s not right either, Gaogua is not 0, he can be 1, little milk dog.
I can, I really can!
Little Ear went to his brother crying, "Brother, can you help me get the surveillance footage from Xicheng Airport... I just want to check on someone, please be kind... Whether your brother can save the money to buy a stick, it depends on you..."
It's getting dark.
It had just rained in Xicheng. There was no wind, but it was cold.
Jiaobai was sitting in the car, holding some unfinished seaweed in his hand. He was dozing off drowsily, and the assistant's reminder came very suddenly.
Your friend is online
Your friend is offline
Jiaobai suddenly became lively. Shen Ji had been by his side the whole time and had never been offline. This friend was not referring to him.
Who was that referring to? He left as soon as he got within five meters of him, so fast that he didn't even have time to check the profile picture on the account.
Jiaobai found a car parked at the intersection. He lowered the window and looked out, and the back of a Bugatti came into his sight.
Just in that car. Passing by.
Jiaobai thought for a while using the process of elimination, and smiled, a good friend from Dongcheng.
The atmosphere in the car was not good.
Chen Yiming, who was sitting in the front row, had a stiff back. The car that just passed by was from the Cen family in East City. Judging from the logo on the car, it should be the newly crowned young prince who came to West City to visit his grandfather.
The guy in the back seat must be crazy. Why is he staring at the back of the car as it drives away? How could he recognize the little prince
impossible.
Chen Yiming was almost certain. Jiaobai was brought to Nancheng by the Shen family from the countryside, and had been kept in Qinxin Garden with restricted activities. Recently, he was imprisoned in Shangming Garden by the chairman. He was only free for three or four months from leaving Qinxin Garden to moving into Shangming Garden.
But during that period, the young prince of the Cen family was studying for a master's degree abroad.
After Chen Yiming sorted out his thoughts, he was even more confused. He signaled the driver with his eyes to raise the window and lock it.
Shen Ji was answering the phone, seemingly unaware of anything, but the air pressure around him kept dropping.
The car drove for twenty or thirty minutes with a cold current and stopped at the destination.
It was not the old castle of the Qi family, nor was it a hospital, but Lan Yi Zhai.
It started raining again and there was fog, so visibility outside was low.
The car stopped at the entrance of Lan Yi Zhai, and Shen Ji said two words: "Open the window."
The driver was a man who knew how to read the situation. He understood and lowered the window on the side where the chairman's mistress was.
The rain instantly drifted into the car and covered the wild rice.
The fur coat of the wild rice plant was quickly soaked by the rain and shrivelled into clumps. The cold penetrated into the plant through the clumps of fur.
Chen Yiming and the driver breathed very softly; they would not seek to make a presence felt when their master was punishing his lover.
Shen Ji lit a cigarette, leaned back in his chair and took a puff. A cloud of bluish-white smoke overflowed from his lips and, along with the wind and rain that flew in through the car window, entangled the茭白.
The wild rice stem was so cold that it cursed out loud: "Fuck!"
There was dead silence in the car.
Immediately afterwards, Jiaobai sneezed and hit Shen Ji in the face.
Chen Yiming's eyelids twitched as he sat in the passenger seat. "Chairman, do you want to wipe your face?"
Shen Ji took a puff of cigarette, clamped the puppy's paw with one hand, covered his face with it, and rubbed it casually a few times. The spicy snack smell on the dog's paw rushed into his nostrils, and he threw it away in disgust.
But before that, he was tickled.
So the people in Lan Yi Zhai saw that the big shot of the Shen family in Nancheng had a scratch on his face, and blood was still oozing out.
The shock of the scene was mitigated somewhat by the young man he was holding.
There were some envious looks among the employees.
The painkillers Jiaobai took lasted for six or seven hours. He was fine physically, but not mentally. He was very tired and didn't want to compete with the target of the mission. He just wanted a place where he could lie down and take a nap.
"Old Shen."
Your friend is online
Two voices sounded one after another.
Jiaobai rubbed his drooping eyelids. As a fellow business tycoon, Qi's was the one with the gentle breeze and drizzle that could dissolve bones, unlike the guy next to him who was just slashing with an ice knife, leaving blood splattered on the spot.
"Old Shen, you brought people here, why don't you take good care of them?" Qi Yiliao looked at Jiaobai with a strange look.
Shen Ji put down his hands that were covering the scratches on his face. His old friend had already forgotten about his puppy.
He thought so one second, and the next second he saw his old friend take a few steps closer.
"Looks a little familiar." Qi Yiliao looked at Jiaobai so closely without any ambiguity, because he was frank and peaceful.
He looked like an elderly, but still handsome and elegant old man, reminiscing about the past: "You were a little..."
Jiaobai's eyes were red from sneezing due to the cold, and his fangs were exposed. He was going to list all the names of the people again, right? !
"Little mountain cat." Qi Yiliao laughed.
Shen Ji glanced at him and tightened his grip on Jiaobai: "Jiaobai, call for help."
This was the first time Shen Ji called this name, and it carried an elusive meaning.
Jiaobai was absent-minded, Qi Yilao was fine, and Zhang Zhen was not there, so it was most likely that he was the one who was sick.
Zhang Zhen is a thug who grew up on the edge of a knife, what kind of disease could he have...
There was a burning pain in the wrist, Jiaobai hissed, and shook off Shen Ji's hand.
"Old Shen, you have to be patient with children." Qi Yilao said.
Shen Ji was used to his approachable appearance, but this time he said coldly: "You are nineteen, what kind of child are you."
Jiao Bai didn't pay attention to what the two old men were saying. He was looking at the golden-eyed white cat on Qi Yiliao's profile picture.
The cat's half-open golden eyes reflected his image, and it seemed to be closer to him, just like a picture that had been magnified.
After looking at the茭白 for a while, I couldn't help but breathe in. It was not an illusion.
It was really closer to him.
The white cat is walking!
This was the third time Jiaobai had met Qi Yilao, and they had not yet officially started the confrontation, so he was sure that the white cat, which was related to Qi Yilao's heart, was not coming for him, nor did it want to get close to him, but wanted to leave on its own.
It was like it had been staying in the same place for a while and got bored.
But there was a thin iron wire around its neck, and even if it leaned forward a little, it would be in excruciating pain.
Why do you want to leave
Jiaobai observed another small part of Qi Yilao's portrait. The position was very subtle, as if it was behind the white cat. The outline was vertical and long. He didn't know what it was and he still couldn't see clearly.
Jiaobai took off his wet fur coat, rolled up the sleeves of his thin shirt that were sticking to his arms, and waved to Qi Yiliao: "Mr. Qi, nice to see you again. Good evening."
"Good evening." Qi Yiliao walked towards the private room. "Come in. It's warmer inside."
As Jiaobai entered the private room, all the thorns on his body softened and he slowly sat down on the innermost wooden chair.
Qi Yiliao was wearing a black sweater with a half-high collar that hugged his slender neck. His black hair was not waxed, as if it had been washed not long ago. There was a smell of amber soaked in water in his hair. He was very easy-going, like a hospitable elder: "Old Shen, do you want to finish the ginger soup for Xiaobai?"
Shen Ji sat next to Jiaobai: "No need."
"Let's make a bowl of ginger soup and have everyone drink some to drive away the cold." Qi Yilao asked the people in Lan Yizhai to prepare it.
Shen Ji took out a cigarette box, but before he could even take out his cigarette, he dropped the box on the table.
Why didn’t I realize before that his old friend was so nosy