Shang Jing held the cup tightly, and was molested into a fool by He Jiang's words.
Standing in front of He Jiang like this, he felt that He Jiang's dark eyes were the most sensitive cameras in the world, capturing the tiny tremors of all his senses, even the itching caused by the electric current generated by those words passing through his back. Neither can escape.
Rogue camera, still watching him!
Shang Jing put the Pu'er tea on He Jiang's table with a bang, and ran away blushing.
Looking at Shang Jing's reaction, He Jiang was a little unsure if it was too funny.
But what is said can't be taken back. According to the business scene, they are a legal couple, and it is not illegal to make a small joke.
He just said it with his mouth, so what can he do with his actions
With dry mouth, He Jiang took a sip of Pu'er, and the next second, she was so hot that she inhaled.
If you haven't done anything, you will be punished for your words.
He Jiang immediately became even more upset watching this video, feeling that Yang Yue was mocking him.
He bounced back the same way: "Learn by yourself."
What kind of stuff is posted, there is no aesthetics, I have a boyfriend, who cares about looking at others.
Yang Yue: "I don't know good people."
He was just surfing the Internet, and accidentally came across a video of a blogger begging for something, preferably a learning version.
Fans enthusiastically recommended it in the comments, which opened the eyes of this little straight guy.
Yang Yue thought for a moment that his two brothers had both gone to the road of no return in a short period of time, and their theoretical and practical knowledge might still be lacking, so like an old lady, he worked hard to download it, and distributed a copy to each of them.
He shouldn't have bothered!
Yang Yue: "Will Cen Fei Nuo return to the next issue?"
It is very easy to change the intern couples, and the variety show is directly changed to the mode of changing a group of intern couples every episode. Cen Feinuo, Yang Yue, and Zhuang Qun are all He Jiang's special guests. Seeing that He Jiang's face is coming, it belongs to the "favor" that He Jiang invested in the program group.
He Jiang: "In a week, if he still can't let Zhuang Qun face him calmly, let's say goodbye to love in this life."
Yang Yue: "That's right, he accepted the compressed package I sent him and said thank you very much. Unlike some people who want to save face... It would be nice if Cen Feinuo got married earlier than you."
He Jiang clicked on this passage to delete it.
He Jiang: "Some people don't even have girlfriends, let alone girlfriends."
I don't know where Yang Yue's fiancée in the Shangjing group became a fan.
Yang Yue: "..."
That is to say, why do netizens like to be mothers to others now, and his girlfriend fans have disappeared in his fan circle.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, He Jiang finished work, the doorbell rang, and he went to open the door, just as the pre-ordered sauerkraut and fish ingredients arrived.
After being compared with Cen Feinuo several times by Shang Jing, He Jiang was determined to make a better pickled fish than Cen Feinuo. For this reason, he specially asked the chef of the old house to tell him Shang Jing's taste preference, Let him tailor a cooking method.
He Jiang took out the printed recipe, looked at it silently for three minutes, folded it, put it in his pocket, and put on his apron.
He took out the sliced black fish in the bag, and after a moment of silence, he went to the study to find a mobile phone holder, clamped it in the upper cabinet, pointed the camera at the pot, and clicked on the video call with the chef.
"Marinated fish, cooking wine... that's enough, salt, one spoon, two spoons, stop... beat an egg, knock it against the side of the pot..."
The chef taught "hand in hand" remotely, and He Jiang was methodical.
Shang Jing practiced the piano all afternoon on the third floor, until he was hungry and his fingers were sore. He sat watching the sunset for a while, put on the piano dust cover, and went out while massaging his fingers.
The door of the piano room has been replaced with one with a strong sound insulation effect since I bought the piano, and the effect of odor isolation is also good.
So when Shangjing opened the door, he could smell the strong smell of pickled cabbage and fish on the first floor. Just by moving his nose, he could imagine thick white fish soup, oily green onion, red peppercorns, kelp, Bean sprouts, clams, broccoli, tofu puff…
Shangjing went downstairs three times faster, "Wow, it smells so good, which store offers takeaway?"
No wonder Shang Jing asked this, because He Jiang had already cleaned up the messy kitchen and dumped the garbage. Hearing the sound of Shang Jing coming downstairs, he was turning on the rice cooker to fill the crystal clear and plump rice. Dip Yang Chunshui.
He Jiang turned around with two bowls of rice, and Shang Jing noticed that he was wearing an apron.
I have to say that this man's shirt, trousers and apron look really amazing.
Handsome and homely, he meets everyone's expectations for a husband.
Shang Jing took the rice with both hands, and asked incredulously, "You made this?"
He Jiangyun took off the apron lightly, and put it aside: "Yes."
Shang Jing: "It's amazing."
What a great invention to make essence, He Jiang can cook.
Unswervingly determined to be a fine line, can He Jiang take the initiative to enroll in the men's German class
He Jiang casually asked: "How does it compare with Cen Fei Nuo?"
Shang Jing: "Cen Feinuo's cooking is what Zhuang Quin likes to eat. It's a bit spicy. I like your cooking. It's not spicy at all."
He Jiang was delighted, opened a bottle of fruit wine with very low alcohol content, and poured a glass for Shang Jing.
Snow-white shirt cuffs, slender fingers like jade, and the clear aroma of fruit wine, the combined picture is too beautiful to behold.
Shang Jing stared blankly at He Jiang, as if he didn't know him anymore.
Is He Jiang acting in some girly idol drama
Before the wine was drunk, the heart speeded up unsatisfactorily.
Shang Jing squeezed the tablecloth tightly, trying to imply that he should calm down.
Maybe He Jiang used this appearance to trick him into getting married in the first place, and then lived a sad hidden marriage for a year.
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There must be some purpose for He Jiang to devote himself to nothing. For example, the effect of variety shows is too good. He Jiang found that the husband and wife can make money faster together, so he was reluctant to untie the bond.
Shang Jing thought about the overwhelming praise for He Jiang on the Internet, the truth will always be in the hands of a few people, and it is too difficult to be a few people.
He admitted that He Jiang's beauty had a certain effect on him, and he decided to say something to spoil the atmosphere.
"You made such a big table, why are the clothes so clean? You can't lie to me, right?"
The white shirt was ironed without a trace of wrinkle, and not even a drop of oil was spilled. He was also a novice, and Shang Jing didn't believe that He Jiang was so good.
He Jiang thought about the clothes and pants that had been discarded in the trash can, "I changed it."
Shang Jing: "Then why are you still wearing an apron? Why is the apron so clean?"
He Jiang: "The apron has also been changed."
Shang Jing didn't understand: "What is this for?"
He Jiang: "I showed you, do you want to continue asking?"
Shang Jing: "..." He suspected that if he asked more questions, He Jiang would say that it was to seduce him.
He quickly drank a glass of fruit wine to calm himself down.
After a meal, Shang Jing's cheeks were flushed, and it never disappeared.
…
In the study room, the lights were dim, and the man was focused on the computer screen, with his hands resting casually on the table, and the sleeves of his shirt were folded in three at the third of his arm.
The man looked over with aggressive eyes...
"Can you take a picture?" A hand stretched into the clothes...
"No, no!" Shang Jing leaned his back against the generous desk, and saw his embarrassed posture in the swaying red wine.
The camera flashed red dots, the red wine stained the shirt, and the office documents on the table fell to the ground...
"boom!"
Shang Jing rolled to the ground and woke up suddenly.
It's a dream.
It's all too real.
Wait... what kind of dream is he having
Shang Jing regained consciousness, his cheeks blushed.
In the dream, there were no counts, and it was all because He Jiang told him whether to shoot or not during the day, and it had nothing to do with him.
Shang Jing got up in a self-defeating way, but suddenly his body froze, and he didn't move for a long time.
After a long while, he locked himself into the bathroom by rolling and crawling.
A quarter of an hour later, Shang Jing slapped his face with cold water vigorously to dissipate the heat. He looked at the time, and it was only 6:50, and He Jiang should not have woken up yet.
Like a thief, Shang Jing grabbed the washed underwear and went to the balcony to dry them.
He was about to hang up the clothes hanger when there was a sudden movement from his back.
He Jiang's voice was hoarse, laziness from not getting enough sleep: "What are you doing?"
"I'm not doing anything..." Shang Jing put his underwear into his pocket suddenly, and turned around calmly, "Why do you get up so early?"
He Jiang poured a cup of hot water: "I have work today, I will go out later."
"Oh...you're quite busy." Shang Jing pressed the bulge of his pocket with his palm, and walked past He Jiang calmly, "The weather is fine, I'm going for a morning run."
After finishing speaking, Shang Jing ran away without a trace.
After running for 400 meters to ensure that his villa could not be seen from any angle, Shang Jing secretly found a trash can, intending to destroy the corpse.
Drying underwear at home is no longer safe.
Standing next to the trash can, Shang Jing summoned up his courage, his cheeks were flushed, and he didn't have the nerve to take out his wrung underwear from his pocket.
Will she be regarded as a pervert by the cleaning aunt, who comes here early in the morning and throws her underwear.
Although the cleaning aunt will not know who threw it.
Shang Jing visited three trash cans in a row, but didn't throw them out.
The cleaning in the villa area is too good, the trash can is clean, there is no scrap of paper, which makes him feel embarrassed.
When Shang Jing stayed for a while, the neighbors who jogged in the morning greeted him several times, and he blushed back with "Good morning".
Feeling like a perverted little pervert.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, and ran back the same way.
He Jiang hasn't left yet.
Shang Jing went back to the house with as little presence as possible, and stuffed the warm underwear into the cabinet.
Well, wait until He Jiang leaves.
Thinking of last night's dream, Shang Jing didn't dare to see He Jiang's face, he put his ear on the door to listen.
Who He Jiang was talking to on the phone should be Lin Lin: "Well, I'm going out, I'll be there in half an hour... Send a copy of today's shooting to my WeChat."
shoot, shoot...
Shang Jing's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost hit the wooden door.
etc…
What He Jiang said yesterday was "not as good as the quality of the two of them's shots", this is when it's done!
Could it be, could it be that they have made this kind of short video before
That's right, according to his previous temperament of licking dogs, He Jiang foolishly agreed to do something.
It's no wonder that He Jiang is confident and treats his wife so coldly, but he is not afraid of driving him to death.
It turned out that he had a handle in his hand!
Shang Jing clenched the doorknob, yes, everything is right, and the question that he had been wondering since he lost his memory was easily solved.
So... Last night, was his dream really a dream
Such a realistic scene is simply something that happened in the past!
Just say how can a decent person have such a dream, it must be in the past.
He's about to get divorced, how could he fantasize about being with a scumbag...
Shang Jing recalled it shamefully, and was very sure that the camera was aimed at the two of them. In other words, He Jiang also starred in the short video, as long as he finds the original film, it doesn't matter whether He Jiang has a backup or not.
When they all have a handle, the handle will disappear.
It is necessary to find the original film, otherwise the divorce and property division will be too passive.
Where would He Jiang put such a thing? Maybe it was at home. Before he came, He Jiang lived alone in this house, which was safer than the company.
The study room was open to them, so it was impossible to be there.
Shangjing is very familiar with home, except for one place.
He Jiang's bedroom.
When He Jiang went out, the bedroom was always locked, but when he was at home, Shang Jing couldn't go to his bedroom for no reason.
Gotta figure out a way to get in there.
When the sound of He Jiang packing up his things came from outside, Shang Jing had a flash of inspiration, wouldn't it be good to sneak in
Slip in before He Jiang goes to work, as long as you bring enough food, there is an indoor toilet inside. Then he has a whole day to search and recover, and go out before He Jiang gets off work. If you can't unlock it from the inside, you can wait until He Jiang comes back from get off work to open the door, and then he will sneak out.
As soon as he said it, Shang Jing took off his shoes, carried two bags of bread, and ran up to the second floor barefoot against the wall. He Jiang was in the study, and the bedroom door happened to be open.
Shang Jing dodges and disappears at the stairs.
He Jiang took out some contracts from the house, saw that the bedroom door was still open, and took it with her hand.
Ever since Shang Jing accidentally let the hairy crabs go, making it easier for him to find them, now that He Jiang sees the open door, he wants to close it, so as not to hide any small animals in it.
The door will automatically lock when it is closed from the outside, and only He Jiang's fingerprint can unlock it.
Close it from the inside, which means that He Jiang is inside, and it will not lock automatically, lest Shang Jing have to open the door when he is looking for him.
When Shang Jing first arrived, all three floors of He Jiang's villa were open to permission, except for his own room.
Because there are some old things in his room that he doesn't want Shang Jing to see, so as not to be ridiculed by his ex-boyfriend.
Later, He Jiang's room was unlocked. Since she wanted to get back together with Shang Jing, she had nothing to hide.
But Shang Jing didn't know that when he first came, he found that only He Jiang's room in the whole building couldn't get in. Since then, when He Jiang was away, he never tried to open it again.
Seeing He Jiang drive out from behind the curtain, Shang Jing heaved a sigh of relief, put the bread in his arms on the table, and started looking for it from the bedside table.
The bedside table on the left only has scripts, cold medicine, and odds and ends. On the bottom of the bedside table on the right, when the drawer is opened, Shangjing sees an upside-down photo frame.
Shang Jing picked it up and looked at it, his eyes widened slightly.
The person in the photo turned out to be me!
It should be a photo from a few years ago. He is sitting on the lawn in front of a building that looks like a school building, holding a book in his hand, smiling and looking at the camera.
Shang Jing wiped the photos, and put them on the bedside table unconvinced.
It's too much, your wife turned the photo upside down before she left.
He looked at his photo on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly. This is the treatment that the main palace deserves.
Put it back when it's time to go.
So sad.
Shangjing's bedside table was not found, so after thinking about it, he lay down on the ground and carefully checked to see if there was any mechanism under the bed.
Suddenly, a burst of engine sound came from far and near, and suddenly stopped downstairs.
It's He Jiang's car!
Help, why are you back again!
The sound of footsteps went straight to the second floor, apparently forgot to take something, and went upstairs three steps at a time.
Shang Jing felt like a lone wolf in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds at this moment, trapped in a small building, and a car full of formations came downstairs, so frightened that he didn't dare to move, for fear of exposing his footsteps and being surrounded and beaten.
He panicked and got under the bed, the bed was too low to get in, he got up with messy hair, opened the big cabinet opposite, saw a safe, squatted beside the safe, and covered it with He Jiang's pajamas. Own.
He reached out and touched the metal safe, feeling a chill in his heart.
He Jiang's room is very simple, except for the bedside table, there is only a wardrobe. After the wardrobe is opened, everything except the safe can be seen at a glance.
The hard drive must be in the safe, screwed.
He Jiang turned back to get the document. He read it in the bedroom last night and forgot to take it away. As soon as he entered the door, he realized something was wrong.
The curtains were not the way he left them, and the sheets were a bit messy.
He Jiang walked over and touched the bed sheet on the right side, and it was still a little hot. It was obvious that someone had just left here for a long time.
He didn't see Shang Jing all the way, so he must be hiding somewhere.
He went to the bathroom and looked, but there was no one, and turned back to the wardrobe.
He Jiang frowned and said, "Come out."
Combined with the need for the flow of water in the studio, this behavior is really like a commercial espionage, but He Jiang is very clear that the business scene is at most a beautiful commercial attraction, and it was contracted by him.
Shang Jing slowly pushed open the cabinet door, not daring to look at anyone.
He Jiang saw Shang Jing who was trapped in her pajamas, her white insteps were exposed where the clothes were not covered, her toes were curled up, her expression was innocent and guilty.
He tightened his throat and asked, "Hiding for what?"
Shang Jing lacked confidence: "I just want to come in and see if you have made the quilt."
He Jiang: "Is it stacked?"
Shang Jing: "It's stacked."
He Jiang took out the bread from his arms, and said amusedly, "Then why are you bringing rations, are you going to make a nest here?"
He Jiang imagined it for a while, and it was not bad.
Shang Jing couldn't hold back an explanation, he hesitated: "If you want to eat, just take it."
In a hurry, He Jiang squeezed Shang Jing's pointed chin: "Just tell me, what are you looking for, I can give it to you, I will give it to you directly."
Shang Jing didn't expect him to be so eloquent, so he clicked on the safe, "The things in it."
"more specific."
He Jiang snorted, the real estate certificate is fine, but the marriage certificate is not.
He can't change.
Shang Jing gritted his teeth. If the hard drive is really in the safe, he won't be able to get it out in his life, so it's better to gamble on the dog's conscience.
He Jiang has been acting like a person recently.
"Small video..."
He Jiang didn't understand: "What?"
Shang Jing said euphemistically: "It's a high-quality short video shot by the two of us. I think there are risks in any place, and it's better to destroy it."
"High quality..." He Jiang was taken aback, speechless.
Shang Jing thought that he was unwilling, so he tried his best to comfort him: "There is nothing worth saving, and I can still shoot if I want to..."
…at least we can take it out first to make sure it hasn't been stolen, right
Then he can steal away.
He Jiang interrupted before he finished speaking: "Shang Jing, do you know what you are talking about?"
Can we still shoot in the future
Can you shoot
He Jiang folded her waist with one hand, turned around and calmed down, Shang Xiaogou said that he didn't want to leave today.
He closed his eyes, not giving himself a chance to tease Shang Jing: "No, I'm just joking, don't look for it."
Shang Jing came out of the closet, thinking that he was not happy, and yelled anxiously: "Don't try to deny it, I've already remembered it! I just did it!"
He Jiang suddenly turned around: "What do you think of?"
Shang Jing was taken aback by his stern expression: "I think I've filmed it before, don't try to fool me."
He Jiang's expression suddenly sank, and his voice almost roared: "Who did you take this photo with?"
Has Shang Jing had other boyfriends in the past three years? !
Shang Jing took a step back, ashamed to give a specific answer, but He Jiang's expression made him feel that if he didn't answer truthfully, he would be eaten by the other party.
He smashed and smashed: "I'm with you, who else can I be with, just in the study at home! Do you think everyone is like you, there are a lot of scandals! You still want to rake it up? No way!"
After cursing casually, Shang Jing felt relieved.
In order to get more property, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the wrong party in the divorce.
"Nonsense..." He Jiang suddenly understood something, looked straight at Shang Jing, and there seemed to be an invisible deep pool in his eyes, "When did you remember?"
Shangjing: "Last night."
He Jiang was persuasive: "...in a dream?"
Shang Jing whispered: "Then where is it called a dream? It's called a memory!"
He Jiang: "..."
So, Shang Jing is having a dream about him
Also blew up
Business scene actually...
He Jiang felt that Shang Jing was constantly igniting his whole body, so he raised his hand and loosened his collar.
It's terrible, what work are you still working on!