This was the first time after that night, Jiang Zhao felt such a clear, intimate kiss.
No, he drank alcohol that night, and can barely remember what it was like.
But he felt that all of this... as if it shouldn't be like this.
The doors close.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom turned into a cold light in the dark night, merged into the traffic of the capital.
Jiang Zhao sat in the passenger seat, his voice was slightly cold: "Xiao Si also."
Xiao Si also subconsciously sat up straight, and lightly clenched his fingers on the steering wheel, and then said nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhao stared at him with a dark face.
The overly outrageous kiss just now made him almost uncontrollably recall the night when he and Xiao Si also started to get involved, and his heart immediately started to fly.
what happened? How dare he ask
Doesn't this person want resources, so what is he doing here?
After waiting for the gap of the red light, Xiao Si also turned to look at him. One second before Jiang Zhao was about to explode, he suddenly said, "I was wrong."
Jiang Zhaogang stopped immediately when he was about to start scolding.
He stared at Xiao Siye, and Xiao Si also looked at the countdown to the red light not far away, and quickly explained in a limited time: "In the situation just now, I feel that we need to use more intimate interactions to prove our relationship , so I added the scene without permission, without asking for your permission in advance."
"And when I was provoked by him, I was indeed a little emotional, so I was a little impulsive... sorry."
His words were sincere and reasonable, and he admitted his mistakes in such a timely manner that Jiang Zhao's anger that was brewing seemed to be suddenly poured with ice water, and most of it was extinguished immediately.
At the intersection not far away, the red light turned into a yellow light, and then turned into a green light.
In the silence, Jiang Zhao suddenly thought of the Haikou that he and Xiao Si also boasted at that time, "I will promise him any request."
Compared with taking a rocket, it seems that this requirement is indeed a little simpler.
Besides, part of the reason why Xiao Si did this was to deal with Han Tingfeng. Thinking about it this way, Jiang Zhao couldn't blame him anymore.
His thoughts churned for a long time, then he turned his head suddenly: "Hello."
Xiao Si also quietly took away the peripheral vision that fell on him immediately, pretending to stare at the road ahead: "Huh?"
"The next time you encounter something like this," Jiang Zhao deliberately changed into a somewhat fierce tone, and threatened, "Even if I want to do it, I have to take the initiative. Do you understand?"
Xiao Si also relaxed a bit, and said, "Yes, I understand."
Jiang Zhao snorted, leaned back on the seat, and said after a few seconds, "And your kissing skills are just like that."
Xiao Si also replied seriously: "Then wait for the boss at any time, and don't hesitate to teach me."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Jiang Zhao naturally didn't have this kind of experience. All the real kisses in his life have only been practiced on Xiao Siye's bastard opponent.
However, this does not prevent him from continuing to maintain the persona of a veteran in love, and said coldly: "Next time I have a chance to teach you."
Xiao Si also bent his lips and said nothing.
Jiang Zhao really wanted to kick him.
What are you laughing at? Was it amazing to have had an intimate relationship before
Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning: "By the way, this car...is your own?"
Even though Xiao Si is a film king, Jiang Zhao remembers that his family background is not considered wealthy, and according to his usual style of behavior, he should not casually buy a luxury car worth nearly 10 million yuan.
I don't know why, but at this moment, he really doesn't want to hear an answer like "This car is from Sister Zhao" from Xiao Siye's mouth.
Xiao Si also said: "A friend bought it and left it unused, and gave it to me as a second-hand turnover, and got a discount."
This sounds reasonable, and he didn't seem to be lying when he answered, Jiang Zhao couldn't help but frown a little.
He didn't know why he suddenly started to care about these things, maybe because of the changes in the relationship between him and Xiao Si, he gradually developed a little inexplicable... possessive desire towards Xiao Si.
Jiang Zhao suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I haven't given you the contract that was agreed before, so I'll call Xiaoqiu."
That day in the office, after he said in front of Zuo Xiaoqiu and Xiaohu that he was going to take care of Xiao Siye, the two almost toppled the roof of the building as if they had heard the Trisolarans invade.
Zuo Xiaoqiu directly supported his forehead, looking like he was having a headache: "Xiaohu, what's the date today? Has April Fool's Day been changed?"
Xiaohu's jaws could hardly be closed: "Brother! Are you crazy, Brother Jiang! Don't you have a fever?! I brought ibuprofen, you should eat some!"
It took Jiang Zhao a whole half an hour to get these two people to accept the fact that he was not crazy, but that he was fine.
After a long silence, Zuo Xiaoqiu tremblingly picked up the phone: "Just wait a moment, I have to call the PR department..."
Jiang Zhao was puzzled: "What are you doing?"
"There are still more than a dozen drafts that are going to trample on your partner and haven't been sent out yet," Zuo Xiaoqiu said with a numb face, "Oh no, they are trampling on your adoptive partner."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
And Xiaohu also took out his mobile phone crying, poked the screen and began to cut numbers and delete Weibo.
Jiang Zhao: "What did you delete?"
Xiaohu looked very guilty: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to have this kind of relationship in private. I used to open eight small accounts to scold actor Xiao on Weibo..."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Yes, as expected of his confidants, this salary is really not gray hair.
But it's bloody to think about it this way. Who would have thought that he would develop such a relationship with his opponent
Things are impermanent.
Jiang Zhao sighed in his heart, while waiting for Zuo Xiaoqiu to get through the phone, he asked, "Xiaoqiu, what happened to the contract we talked about earlier?"
"It's all done," Zuo Xiaoqiu's voice was a little low, and it seemed that there was an indescribable sense of fatigue: "I asked Xiaohu to print it for you, and it has been stamped. If you need it, I will send it to you tonight. .”
Jiang Zhao frowned, feeling something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"
Zuo Xiaoqiu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "What? It's nothing, I'm at home."
Jiang Zhao always felt a little weird, but Zuo Xiaoqiu has always been a person who can take care of everything in an orderly manner, and there has never been anything wrong.
He had no choice but to say: "It's okay, then I'll ask the driver to pick it up at Xiaohu's house."
After a pause, he said again: "If there is anything, remember to tell me, you know?"
Zuo Xiaoqiu said: "What can I do. By the way, have you had a drink tonight? In a few days it will be the Taozitai New Year's Eve party. Your recent training in shaping..."
Jiang Zhao quickly ended the conversation with a few words, and before Zuo Xiaoqiu was about to enter the chanting mode, he saved his calloused ears in time.
Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of Jiang Zhao's house.
Jiang Zhao's driver was already waiting in another car at the door. As soon as he saw it, Jiang Zhao got out of the car and walked over, handing over a folder: "Boss, the contract you want."
"It's hard work," Jiang Zhao nodded and took it, "Come back quickly, is your daughter still at home alone? Don't make the little girl wait in a hurry."
The driver was a somewhat honest and dull middle-aged man. He scratched the back of his head with a smile and drove away immediately.
Jiang Zhao returned to Xiao Siye's car, sat down from the co-pilot, and threw the folder into his arms: "Come on, sign it."
After signing this name, the relationship between him and Xiao Siye was really implemented.
Xiao Si also took out a black pen from the glove box, turned on the dome light, and signed his name neatly on the paper.
It is still a calligraphic style like a dragon and a snake, with black and white characters, which is pleasing to the eye.
He signed without hesitation. When the contract was re-handed to Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao didn't even sit still: "Have you finished signing?"
Xiao Si also nodded: "Well, it's your turn to sign."
Jiang Zhao flipped through the contract and wrote his name on the other side of the page. As he wrote, he always felt that the scene where he and Xiao Si took turns signing was a bit strange.
It wasn't until the two contracts were signed that he suddenly realized something was wrong—why did this scene look a bit like going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to argue for a certificate
Jiang Zhao was suddenly shocked by his association.
After he signed, he took away one of the contracts, and stuffed the other with the file folder to Xiao Siye: "It will last for one year. If I'm in a bad mood and don't want to continue, you can find me with this document." Come to ask for liquidated damages."
Xiao Si also took it, and thoughtfully said: "Ba Diao is ruthless."
Jiang Zhao: "Get out, you're not asked to do this in the contract."
Xiao Si also looked at him sincerely, his amber eyes were extremely innocent: "If the boss has this demand, even if it is something outside the contract, I can try my best to meet it."
Jiang Zhao looked at him speechlessly: "It's late at night, let's wear a pair of pants."
Xiao Si also burst out laughing, and Jiang Zhao couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.
He opened the door and got out of the car with his contract, walked to his yard, waved the contract in his hand without looking back: "Let's go."
Xiao Si also responded, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he lowered the car window and sat in the car watching Jiang Zhao's leaving back.
Even when Jiang Zhao walks, he always has the airs of a handsome guy. He has a good manner, his back is straight and wide, even if he walks from the yard to the door of the house, he still walks like a red carpet to receive an award. , with outstanding demeanor.
When his figure disappeared into the villa, within a few seconds, bright lights came on in the living room, and a thread leaked out from the gap in the curtain beside the window, creating a warm atmosphere.
The cold wind outside the window poured into the car, making the warm air from the air conditioner a bit weaker, but I always felt warm in my heart.
Xiao Si also recalled how Jiang Zhao was forced to interrupt when he was half angry just now, like a kitten with teeth and claws, just about to stretch out its claws to scratch someone, but suddenly its chin was scratched first.
So Mao Mao narrowed his eyes comfortably, and although he still pretended to be fierce, his voice softened.
Xiao Si also held back the smile on his lips. He opened WeChat and sent a message to Jiang Zhao: "Good night."
As he expected, Jiang Zhao didn't reply.
Xiao Si was not surprised, he had already discovered this. Jiang Zhao didn't like politeness, so he never bothered to reply to some unnutritious greetings. Even the fan comments on Weibo only chose the cute replies of sand sculptures.
After doing this out of habit, he put down his phone, turned the steering wheel and drove to his home.
The moment he stepped into the house, the mobile phone suddenly rang a WeChat notification tone.
Xiao Si was also slightly stunned.
He ran up to meet his sister with one arm and unlocked the screen with the other.
In the dialogue window, there was a message just sent by Jiang Zhao: "Good night."
The author has something to say:
[Small theater behind the scenes]
Actor Jiang who saw someone's good night message: Do I want to reply
[After lying on the bed for half an hour]
Actor Jiang: Forget it, just reply;
Actor Jiang: It's purely out of politeness, hum;
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