Nan Chu went upstairs carrying his bag, while Xi Gu was being taught a lesson by Shen Guangzong.
Shen Guangzong pinched his waist with both hands, drooling, and Xi Gu, who was facing him, was shrinking his head.
"You let her go out at night?! Have I warned you to keep an eye on her! She will go out as soon as she says? If she wants to go out and cause trouble for me, who will clean up? Or if something happens, Mr. Han asked You explain to him? Have I ever told you that she is not in good spirits? If this happened on the street and the police took her away, why don’t you shoot tomorrow’s magazine?!”
Xi Gu lowered his head and shrunk his neck, "The doctor said she was suffering from mild depression, no...not mental illness."
Of course Shen Guangzong knew, and he became more and more angry as he spoke, and poked Xigu's forehead bit by bit, "Your brain is just a decoration, right?! I suddenly found that the resolution of your brain is higher than the pixels of your face. Even lower! Do you know that she used to... "
"Shen Jingbing—"
Before Shen Guangzong entered the circle, his real name was Shen Jingbing. After changing his stage name, no one called him that anymore, only Nan Chu would call him that when he was out of breath. Sure enough, when she turned her head, she saw that girl leaning against the door frame with an enchanting, sexy and indifferent expression, with her hands crossed over her chest and her bag hanging on her arm.
Just as she was about to have a seizure, she saw her lazily walking in. Her figure, soft waist and slender legs, were really alluring.
After all, Shen Guangzong was also a man. He looked straight at him, pretended to cough and covered his mouth, and then said fiercely, "Where did you go in the middle of the night dressed like this!?"
Nan Chu walked in, threw the bag on the sofa, carried Xi Gu, sat down in front of the mirror, and said to Shen Guangzong in the mirror, "Can't you go out and find something to eat if you're hungry?"
Nan Chu has a problem. He likes to look in the mirror. There are two mirrors in the living room alone, a vanity mirror and a full-length mirror. The two mirrors were custom-made by her specially, and they just fit properly.
The woman in the mirror began to remove her makeup slowly, and Shen Guangzong looked at her indifferent appearance, and the unknown anger came up again, "Mr. Han said that you should practice your lines well during this time, and don't keep running out if you have nothing to do. Pack up and go to bed quickly." Already, Mr. Han will fly to Italy with us tomorrow!"
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Early the next morning, Han Beiyao's car was already waiting downstairs.
As soon as the car door was opened, he saw the second-generation ancestor wearing sunglasses leaning on the seat to send WeChat messages. He heard the movement, he looked over, pushed the sunglasses down, and stared at the two girls outside the car. .
This is the second time for Xi Gu to see Han Beiyao. The first time was during the interview. Han Beiyao lay on the office chair with his legs crossed and asked her to perform a show with two suitcases in one hand. When she finished, he pointed at her with his long hand, "That's her."
Then wave her to work the next day.
Nan Chu took off his sunglasses and got into the car.
Han Beiyao whistled at her, "You're beautiful again."
"You don't see it."
"..." Han Beiyao's face darkened instantly, wishing he could scratch her to death, "You talk to the boss like that?"
Xi Gu put away his luggage and was about to get in the car. Han Beiyao glanced at her, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't remember the girl's name, so he gave up. Xi Gu lowered his head and hurriedly sat beside Nan Chu.
Han Beiyao had a background in design and invested in many big clothing brands, including the Italian brand that Nanchu went to this time, most likely because of Han Beiyao's relationship. But it is undeniable that Nan Chu is a good model, with a sense of the lens, and a good grasp of various expressions. Even the photographer Jessica, who has always been eccentric and dislikes models all day long, is either too fat for the camera or has no curves or improper expressions. , They all praised Nanchu's high comprehension ability, he knew what he wanted with a little touch, and the effects of the shots were all in place, exactly what he wanted.
She can also easily control various styles. When she is sexy, her little eyes are more attractive than cats, and she is pure and comparable to a little white rabbit. It is much better than the model appointed by the company before. The former one always only had one expression when taking pictures. Let her have a little small eyes. That awkward and contrived look makes people want to be photographed to death with a reflector.
On this day, Jessica sent her a sample photo. It was a new bikini photo taken on the beach that day. She was covered with a white transparent thin shirt. Her hair and body were completely wet, as if she had just been fished out of the water. Her bangs were messy on her face, her thin shirt was soaked in water and she fit her body very well, revealing her good figure, revealing a pair of straight and well-proportioned long legs. .
Nan Chu saw that it was really good, so he forwarded it to Lin Luxiao.
It has been three days since Lin Luxiao saw the photo. After he was on duty that day, he changed into his regular clothes. He just drove home from the team. When he was waiting for the traffic lights at the intersection, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket. When he turned it on, an MMS message popped up .
The first reaction was that the phone had a virus, and there were pornographic advertisements.
Taking a closer look, I found that the girl looked familiar.
After realizing it clearly, the person leaned on the seat, put one hand on the edge of the window, and held his temple, a little dumbfounded. As a result, he almost missed the green light, until the driver behind him frantically honked at him, and he threw away his mobile phone and drove away.
Except for the multimedia message, Nan Chu never mentioned asking him to dinner, let alone a week later, even a month later.
In the evening, Lin Luxiao called Da Liu to ask where he was. Da Liu and Shen Mu were having dinner, chewing a ball, and said vaguely: "It's rare that Lord Xiao will take the initiative to call me! I I'm having dinner with Brother Mu and some buddies, are you coming?"
Holding the phone, Lin Luxiao snorted and asked for the specific address.
When he arrived, Da Liu was the first to greet him, and pulled away the chair beside him, "It's rare, are you on vacation today?"
Lin Luxiao glanced around scatteredly, except for a few unfamiliar faces, most of them were familiar to him. With his pockets on, he went to the only empty chair and sat down, which happened to be the location of the main hall. Da Liu knew he was coming , deliberately let someone leave a bit of a positive position.
Shen Mu smoked a cigarette and asked him, "Not in a good mood?"
Lin Luxiao squinted at him. Among the four brothers, the big Liu had a green head, and Sun Mingyang had a simple mind and well-developed limbs. Shen Mu was the most similar to him. At least their brain waves were on the same frequency. Whether the mood is good or not, the other party can tell at a glance.
He picked up a bottle of beer, pressed the bottle cap with his thumb, put the mouth of the bottle against the edge of the table with one hand, knocked it lightly, opened it, poured himself a glass, raised his head and poured it, pursed his lips, and said, "It's pretty good!" OK."
Some people here saw Lin Luxiao for the first time, but they always listened to Liu mentioning him, and they were all in awe. They all raised their glasses to respect him. Lin Luxiao was so eloquent. .
Lin Luxiao has been a bit machismo since he was a child, and he suppresses everything by himself, and doesn't like to show it on his face. Even if you are in a bad mood, you can light a cigarette and joke with you.
Moreover, it seems that Shen Mu has never seen him cry during the years of friendship with him, so he is very stubborn in his bones.
When we were young, everyone was furious, and the noisy and noisy alleys caused a lot of trouble. Every time they got into trouble, Da Liu and Sun Mingyang were beaten and cried by their families, and they begged their parents to tell their mothers. Only Lin Luxiao was considered by him Dad broke his ribs and didn't see him make a sound.
He can bear it more than anyone else.
Shen Mu leaned on the back of the chair, the Buddhist beads in his hands were shining brightly, he crossed his arms and looked at Lin Luxiao and said, "You don't like this kind of scene the least? I remember the last time you came here, that day was Your dad broke your appointment, and today your dad broke your appointment again?"
In the year Lin Luxiao graduated from high school, he was admitted to the military academy, and when he received the admission notice, he happened to see his parents who had divorced from the Civil Affairs Bureau. The secretary parked the car at the entrance of the alley, and Lin's mother got out of the car with red eyes.
In the evening, Lin's mother took Lin Qi away after packing up her things. Before leaving, she only said one word to Lin Luxiao: "You will follow your father from now on, call me if you have anything to do." Then she dragged Lin Qi away Lin Qi was crying and making a fuss at that time, and refused to separate from him no matter what.
That was the first time he experienced helplessness since he was a child.
Lin Qingyuan only came back from the work unit the next night, and the house was half empty. He stood at the door with his briefcase in his hands and stood in a daze for a moment. Then he saw his eldest son sitting on the steps with his head buried in his head, frowning, what the hell? Without saying anything, he took off his clothes and went into the study.
After that, Lin Luxiao went to the military academy and didn't return home once in four years. After graduation, he was directly assigned to the Fire Special Service Squadron and has been living in the team. The relationship between father and son has been lukewarm until, last year's birthday, Lin Qingyuan's secretary called him to invite him to dinner.
After he changed into his military uniform and went to the appointment, Lin Qingyuan went on a temporary business trip again, and the secretary brought him a car key, "This is the birthday present that the director bought you when you were admitted to the military academy. Scrap."
It's not a good car, and the brand is old, it's just a way of thinking.
He didn't drive the car when he took it home, and kept it in the garage. He drove the car that he asked Liu to go to the garage to repair.
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Apart from Shen Mu, few people knew about these things, but not many people knew about them.
Shen Mu: "It's either your father or a woman. You won't let women play tricks, right?"
Lin Luxiao: "Fart."
"..."
Lin Luxiao took a cigarette, put it in his mouth, leaned back, touched the lighter in his trouser pocket, frowned and said, "It's just annoying."
"Motivated?"
Just as Lin Luxiao was about to light a cigarette, when he heard this, he paused for a moment, glanced at Shen Mu, his eye sockets were deep black, and tilted his head slightly, the flame met the cigarette butt, inhaled, exhaled, threw the lighter on the table, and scolded with a smile: "Fuck you, fuck off, you're just a little girl."
Shen Mu tut tut and shook his head: "That figure is not a hairy girl."
Lin Luxiao tilted him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone in Lin Luxiao's pocket rang.
When I took it out, there was a text message lying on it.
[+86135XXXX2345: Captain, will you have dinner tomorrow?]Lin Luxiao snorted and returned with a cigarette in his mouth.
-No time.