Shang Jing looked at He Jiang from the corner of his eye, and said coolly, "Admit that the three thousand yuan came from a wrong way?"
He Jiang was choked to death, did he come from a wrong way
Yes, the background is wrong, as a human being, one should stay away from gambling|gambling, otherwise the family will be broken easily!
He Jiang: "If I told you in advance, you will get a batch of food, would you believe it?"
Shang Jing: "..." His eyeballs moved, why did he beat him up.
Although he is often full of self-confidence, he can't say that he can't listen to other people's words, right
"The important thing is that you didn't say it, you watched my jokes with others."
Especially if you still use "borrowing money to bet the last place" to see the joke, you don't have any trust in your wife, so why are you so sure about him 99\\100
The internet is right, it's a betrayal.
He Jiang lowered her voice: "I didn't see your jokes, I just wanted to earn more money to support you."
Shang Jing puffed his face: "If you are not guilty, why don't you dare to tell me? I have returned the money to Mr. Cen."
Zhuang Que is still my good friend, so I don't have the guts to take it back.
He Jiang immediately said bad things: "Cen Feinuo is not a good person, I will go back right away."
After eating the dumplings in two or three bites, he stood up and went straight out the door.
Shang Jing stopped him: "Forget it, anyway, there's nothing left to spend money on, so don't take it anymore."
He Jiang stopped when he heard the words, and took out 3,000 yuan from his pocket: "This is what I earned today, don't be angry, okay?"
The money earned by sweat and hands is enough confidence for my wife.
Shang Jing looked at the brand-new cash voucher in front of him, and suddenly remembered the live broadcast breaking corn that he saw today, and felt that the money was a bit hot, so he didn't dare to take it.
"You take it yourself, I, I won't spend any money." Shang Jing looked down at the furry slippers, it was really cold outside today, and He Jiang went to collect the soaked corn.
He Jiang accurately caught Shang Xiaogou turning back into the phone, and was overjoyed, and decisively sold it: "It's for you to make money. Now, can I rest?"
The word he used was rest, without daring to mention "going to bed" at all.
"Oh, sleep, sleep..." Shang Jing stepped on the slippers, ran to the bed, patted the pillow, and lifted the big red quilt, "You sleep here tonight."
He Jiang looked at Shang Jing standing next to the red wedding bed, and thought that his wife was so sweet. It feels great to give the money I earn to my wife.
If only Shang Jing was really his wife, he would give all the money he earned to him for fun.
Shang Jing took the initiative to make a bed on the floor, but He Jiang stopped him: "The bed is so big, it's not like I haven't slept together before."
Shang Jing didn't mind sleeping together. The problem was that he was recording a variety show. Although the camera cut off the moment He Jiang ate the dumplings, he always felt insecure.
I always feel that people all over the country are watching him share the bed with He Jiang, and they are all about to divorce. This is not suitable, and it is easy to set a wrong example for couples whose marriages have broken down.
He Jiang bent down and scooped up a ball and put her on the bed: "It's cold in the sailors today, please give me some heat. I still have a sore back, can you rub it for me?"
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Back pain, but can easily hug my wife.
Shang Jing turned over and crawled out of the bed. Although He Jiang is hateful, their relationship is not too bad now, and they should take care of each other when they are sick.
"Where?" Shang Jing tried to pinch He Jiang's abdominal muscles.
He Jiang laughed at his tickling strength, "It hurts everywhere."
"Click it."
What kind of life is this, working at sunrise, resting at sunset, and sleeping steadily with Xiangxiang's wife at night. He Jiang wanted to retreat immediately and go home to grow peanuts.
Shang Jing had peeked at He Jiang's fan circle ecology, and he couldn't be said to be peeping. He checked the official account on his phone openly.
There are those who appreciate acting skills, looks, and figures... No matter what they admire, fans want to hug He Jiang's waist. They say they have boyfriend power and explosive hormones ready to go.
For example, when waking up in the morning, He Jiang puts on her clothes first, tucking her shirt into her suit pants, and you are still lying on the bed at this time, when He Jiang approaches to wake you up, sit up and hug He Jiang's waist to act like a baby...
Anyway, the description of the scene has a nose and an eye, as if you can fly if you hold it.
Shang Jing scoffed at this, and He Jiang was so angry that it was basically impossible to get up before him.
Seeing that Shang Jing was close at hand, what the fans thought about day and night was nothing special.
Isn't it just having abdominal muscles and mermaid lines
Pressing He Jiang's abdominal muscles like playing a piano for a while, he commented harshly: "The quantity is not enough, and the fingers are not enough."
He Jiang restrained: "Ten yuan is really ugly."
If he can't think about it, he will ask Shang Jing to give him a massage, and make trouble for himself.
He Jiang turned her back to Shang Jing, fearing that she would react unnecessarily.
The comfortable strength fell on the shoulders. He Jiang had just enjoyed it for a while, but the strength suddenly disappeared. Shang Jing left a sentence "I'm going to borrow something" and went out quickly.
He Jiang was confused, hurriedly put on her clothes and chased out, don't be shy
Shang Jing went down to the second floor, went to the place where the staff stayed, and knocked on the door of the photographer who took pictures of him: "Brother, do you have safflower oil? He Jiang's waist is bad."
The photographer mentioned to him today that it is not easy to be a photographer for a reality show variety show. If you meet an artist who can run, you will be exhausted, and you will always have bruise medicine in your suitcase.
Photographer: "Ms. He has a bad waist? This is serious."
He quickly went in and took out a bottle of safflower oil: "When I helped my mother cut rice, I didn't need safflower oil in a day. You need to nourish his kidneys."
He Jiang stood in the corridor, quietly watching Shang Xiaogou spreading rumors there, and couldn't help sighing.
If you can't, then you can't, let's enjoy the service of Shangjing first today.
Shang Jing came back with safflower oil and drenched He Jiang's back.
He Jiang thought, safflower oil doesn't cost money, does it
Shang Jing squeezed He Jiang's shoulders, pinching and pinching, maybe the smell of safflower oil was a bit offensive, which made his face hot. He wiped his face with his elbow, feeling the heat from He Jiang's body go to him Face came.
what happened
Throat is also a little dry.
"Okay." Shang Jing announced.
He Jiang touched her back, feeling oily all over, "At least rub it until it's dry?"
Shang Jing put down his pick: "My fingers are tired."
He Jiang exposed him bluntly: "If you press it twice, it's not as much work as playing a piece of "Flight of the Bumblebee"."
Shang Jing: "My fingers are so noble. Didn't you insure me? Except for the piano, other things are not worth my fingers."
He Jiangchou shamelessly said: "My body is much more expensive than a piano."
It's a pity that some people don't care about bringing all their wealth.
Shang Jing: "Don't be a hooligan!"
"State a fact." He Jiang turned her head, saw Shang Jing with a flushed face, and suddenly understood something.
To be honest, before the breakup, He Jiang wasn't even sure whether Shang Jing was forcing him to fall in love with him in those days, and he couldn't bear to dig into it.
Therefore, after Shang Jing lost his memory, when he came to him, even though he had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, he was unwilling to take advantage of others' danger.
But... Shang Jing accepted the matter of marrying him so calmly, and his face was flushed because of too much intimate physical contact... Even if it wasn't love, he could still be said to be enlightened.
He Jiang took it away when she saw it was good, and took out a few tissues: "Wipe it up for me, and go to bed after wiping."
Shang Jing finished wiping slowly, and rolled into another black and white quilt.
He Jiang: "I'm a little cold."
Shang Jing, who was steaming all over his body, said, "..."
After receiving the 3,000 yuan from He Jiang's hard work, let's just reluctantly cover him with the same quilt as the scumbag.
He Jiang really didn't want to wake up, but unfortunately there was a staff knocking on the door at half past six.
Shang Jing wanted to get up and open the door, but He Jiang hugged him and refused to let go, "Don't pay attention to him."
Shang Jing: "I have to work, get up quickly."
He Jiang acted as if he hadn't heard it.
The staff was still knocking on the door, and then came Lin Lin's voice: "He Jiang is not good at screaming. Shang Jing, are you awake? Wake up and call He Jiang, within half an hour."
Shang Jing whispered: "Wake up, I'll bite you if you don't wake up."
He Jiang was so domineering that he couldn't even pinch his nose.
He was held in He Jiang's arms, with his cheek facing He Jiang's shoulder, anxious.
If they go on like this, how should people outside treat them? They won't think they are doing something inappropriate for children, right
Shang Jing: "Did I really bite?"
"Really bite?"
"Hiss." He Jiang covered her neck and opened her eyes, the little Shang dog's mouth was still heavy.
The staff outside said loudly: "Is Mr. He ready? I'm going to shoot a piece of material this morning that I just woke up from."
Afraid of making them wait longer, Shang Jing hurried over to open the door. Boys are not girls, so they can face the camera directly with a suit of clothes.
As soon as the door was opened, ten cameras pointed at them.
He Jiang covered her collarbone with her hand: "Hurry up and shoot."
Photographer: "Is Teacher He's throat uncomfortable?"
Shang Jing: "No, he's fine."
Yesterday He Jiang swore that as long as there was only one bed, he would never catch a cold this morning.
Shang Jing believed him, but he didn't notice that He Jiang had a cold in the morning, so he hugged him very hard.
If the dog man wants to take the opportunity to pretend to be sick in front of the whole country to win favor, then he must expose his integrity.
He Jiang: "..."
He Jiang put down her hands: "I really don't have a cold."
Cover your teeth, you idiot.
Shang Jing felt that the apertures of the ten cameras had changed, and they took close-ups blatantly.
He stuttered for a while, then his brain twitched: "I didn't bite it."
He Jiang: "Yes, there are dogs in the room."
After seeing off the smiling photographer, Shang Jing blushed and looked for turtleneck sweaters for He Jiang everywhere.
How could he bite He Jiang's so obvious place!
He is an idiot!
After breakfast, the program team called all four groups of guests together.
Yang Yue: "The small game to test tacit understanding is the same as last time. The group with the most tacit understanding gets 3 points, the second place gets 1 point, the third place gets no points, and the last place loses 1 point."
The game is very simple. Yang Yue asks questions, and the guests hold up the whiteboard to answer. If the two answer the same, it is considered correct. Most of the problems are related to each other.
Shang Jing held his amnesiac and empty head, it was over, this time he was going to be the last one.
He quietly glanced at the investor He Jiang: Why is there such a link.
He Jiang looked at the nose and the heart, of course he opened the back door, but before he learned that Shang Jing had lost his memory.
He was too busy afterwards, and he was too tired yesterday, so he had already forgotten about it.
Originally, he wanted to use questions to catch business interest, so that he could recall how they got together three years ago.
Yang Yue has already started to read the question: "First question, how long have you two known each other?"
Everyone bowed their heads to answer, and when they held up the whiteboard, the guest group was almost the same.
The first group has known each other for the longest time. It has been seven years, and it belongs to the long-distance love race.
The shortest is Cen Fei Nuo and Zhuang Que, who only met in a drama half a year ago.
He Jiang: "Three years."
Business scene: "Three years."
There is no danger, he asked Lin Lin before, and she asked for it for three years, so she was right.
Yang Yue: "Second question, when was the first kiss?"
Um? ?
Shang Jing's ears turned red, why is there still a privacy issue? How could he know where his first kiss was lost
Get one.
He Jiang asked him for a hidden marriage, she must have a clear purpose, to meet her physical needs, but now she is tired of him.
Analyzing it this way, they knew each other not long ago, and He Jiang must have coaxed him to do this or that.
"three years ago."
After finishing writing, he stared at He Jiang, only to see that the other party hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know what to write.
Shang Jing suddenly realized that he was only eighteen years old three years ago, and he happened to be stuck in adulthood, so He Jiang dared not write!
Oh, dare to act but dare not act, he will preliminarily expose He Jiang's true face in front of the people of the whole country today.
Business King raised his sign confidently.
Yang Yue exaggeratedly read out: "Three years ago! I am really more and more curious, just look at He Jiang's..."
"It was also three years ago!"
Yang Yue handed the microphone to He Jiang, and it was no big deal to eat melons: "Did Shang Jing turn eighteen at that time?"
He Jiang smiled: "It's full, go to freshman year, if you don't believe me, ask Shang Jing."
Studio.
"It's too sweet to kill me!"
"Sure enough, there was a ghost three years ago! I feel that He Jiang was in love for a while!"
"That's right, I can't hide the emotion I felt when I first fell in love! Later, I acted very well, and I can't see such a beautiful wife at all."
"Teacher Cen and Zhuang Que are both missing! Ahh, they are both single mothers and fetuses! I've hit it again!"
"Laughing, Mr. Cen even had his first on-screen kiss!"
"Laughing to death, what kind of kiss scene does a military drama need?"
"Maybe I can get my first kiss in this variety show?"
Yang Yue turned his gun|head, looked at Shang Jing, gossiped: "Is that so?"
Shang Jing's cheeks flushed, feeling that he had been indirectly molested by He Jiang, and his mind went blank in every sense.
He faltered and said: "It should be."
Next, no matter what the problem is, when it comes to time, he wrote it three years ago, but he didn't expect to hit it all right by mistake.
In the end, he and He Jiang won the third place.
There is a person with amnesia, so it is good not to deduct points.
Yang Yue: "Everyone has worked so hard to play the game. In order to reward everyone for their hard work in decorating the wedding room yesterday, the program team specially provided you with some small props to improve your marriage happiness."
"According to the order of game scores, Liu Xin and Juzhou draw first."
Juzhou is a female ski athlete, she reached into the lottery box and fumbled for a slip of paper.
"A dishwasher."
Yang Yue congratulated her and read a series of sponsor brands, "The dishwasher can effectively avoid disputes over who will clean the dishes after meals. It's very good. Every family is worth buying one."
Huan Nalan was the second to smoke. In order to get more shots, she fumbled in the box for a long time and got a natural latex mattress.
Yang Yue: "Good sleep is the beginning of a happy day..."
Shang Jing is eager to try, he likes the lucky draw the most!
He Jiang took his hand: "You answered so many questions just now, did you remember anything?"
Shang Jing: "No."
He Jiang raised his eyebrows as expected. At first he was hesitant to write about the time of the first kiss, after all Shang Jing had forgotten. Later, he decided to answer truthfully, and He Jiang's heart beat faster when he heard the host read "three years ago" written by Shang Jing.
As a result, each of the following answers, Shang Jing was three years ago, and He Jiang probably understood that it was a coincidence that he caught him.
Shang Jing: "Let me smoke, okay?"
He Jiang learned a lesson: "This time I will explain in advance that your luck in drawing cards is very bad, so you can't blame me for what you draw."
He and Shang Jing didn't play chicken at the beginning. They tried many games, including card draw, but Shang Jing's luck in the game was too bad.
Shang Jing: "The things that are given away for free are blank cards at most! They are all sponsors' things. If the program team does not prepare, it will lose a share of advertising revenue. The investment promotion department is not stupid."
He Jiang: "That's not necessarily the case."
Shang Jing had an idea: "Well, let Zhuang Qin smoke first."
Zhuang Qun: "Thank you Xiaojing, then I will smoke."
He was lucky and drew the home theater.
Yang Yue: "A more private home theater is very suitable for newlyweds in the entertainment industry..."
Shang Jing grabbed He Jiang's wrist and said excitedly, "Look! I think I'm an automatic sweeper at worst!"
He Jiang gently grabbed his hand and squeezed it: "Well, let's go."
Full of confidence, Shang Jing walked up to the lottery table and reached in.
There are three or four more.
Before he made a selection, he suddenly thought of something, and asked the director tactfully, "Is there any content that cannot be broadcast in this lottery?"
Didn't accept the advertisement of Qushang
If so, let He Jiang smoke it.
The director is certain: "No."
Shang Jing was relieved and boldly drew a lottery.
The moment he took it out, Shang Jing's face turned green.
—Experimental voucher for bringing a baby (it will take effect immediately after opening).
There was a roar of laughter.
Everyone in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy.
"8888 Baosheng's son is sincere and will not be deceived!"
"Conscience program group! Conscience mother-in-law!"