Jiang Nan, with a stern face, stared intently at Fu Jingzhou. " Zhouzhou, if you say things like that, I'll get angry!"
The man raised an eyebrow slightly, but said nothing, only watching him with a leisurely air, the bright red beauty mark at the corner of his eye unusually prominent.
Jiang Nan initially felt that Fu Jingzhou had insulted his aesthetic sense, and the words of criticism were on the tip of his tongue, but he suddenly couldn't say them.
The boy tilted his head back, his clear eyes fixed on the man without blinking, and unconsciously licked his lips.
Fu Jingzhou lowered his eyelids, his long, thick eyelashes drooping, and his gaze fell on the boy's rosy, full lips, unconsciously deepening.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he chuckled softly, his voice low, as if coaxing a child. " Nannan, what are you thinking about?"
Jiang Nan blinked, his face showing an infatuation he himself didn't realize, " Zhouzhou, you're so beautiful."
Putting everything else aside, Jiang Nan has been in the book for so long, she has met the main male lead, the main female lead, and quite a few other important characters.
But no one can beat the boss.
The boss must be incredibly good-looking.
How can someone be both handsome and beautiful? Such long eyelashes, a red beauty mark under their eye, and a high, straight nose...
Fu Jingzhou's lips curved slightly, the night breeze carrying the salty scent of the sea, ruffling the hair on his forehead.
He was in a good mood, staring at Jiang Nan's expression, and casually thought: Does this mean she's finally figured it out?
It seems like there's a little bit.
-
Fu Jingzhou didn't take Fu Jinchuan's words to heart at all.
Because he and Jiang Nan had spent so much time together, and their feelings for each other were so obvious, this person still couldn't see it and stubbornly believed that the two of them were good brothers.
It's clear he's completely clueless and hasn't thought about love at all.
Since you never figured it out, how could you have ever liked anyone before?
Anyway, Fu Jinchuan is a daydreamer, and this time is probably another one.
-
Jiang Nan sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt. " Zhouzhou, where are we going?"
"Come take a nap with me." Fu Jingzhou adjusted his seat, calmly dropping a bombshell.
"Ah?"
Little Immortal Nan's eyes widened, and she stammered, "Sleep, sleep what?"
Fu Jingzhou looked at him with a half-smile, "What do you think?"
"I... I... I..."
Jiang Nan, who is usually so eloquent, was now at a loss for words.
His eyes couldn't help but drift to the man's prominent Adam's apple, where a small black mole rose and fell slightly with his breath.
Underneath the black coat was a low-cut white sweater, revealing two delicate collarbones before the rest of her body was concealed.
So how many abs will there be?
Six-pack abs look good, eight-pack is also good, but ten-pack abs are a bit ugly.
The boss also has a very slim waist; he's hugged him before.
What about below the waist?
What's below the waist?
" Nannan."
After driving for a few minutes, the car came to a red light. The man gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his thin wrist resting on it.
His low voice flowed quietly through the carriage, and he called out those two words with unusual tenderness, the last syllable very softly.
Jiang Nan snapped back to reality, unexpectedly meeting the man's all-knowing gaze.
Fu Jingzhou curved his lips slightly, a hint of amusement in his voice, "Why is your face red again?"
My heart was pounding wildly, weak and helpless, like it was on a trampoline.
Jiang Nan's eyes were somewhat dazed as he heard Fu Jingzhou's words amidst his pounding heart.
I don't know if I've lost my mind or if I'm still disgusted by Fu Jinchuan today, but I actually asked back, "So, how many abs do you actually have?"
Fu Jingzhou: "..."
The red light faded away in the last second, and the yellow light came on briefly. Fu Jingzhou turned around and drove forward.
He asked casually, "Why are you asking this?"
Jiang Nan: "Curious."
Fu Jingzhou: "Why are you curious?"
Jiang Nan: "I..."
This question seems a bit presumptuous.
Jiang Nan lowered her head and fidgeted with her fingers, her pink fur drooping listlessly, looking like a kitten that had been scolded by its owner.
Fu Jingzhou glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and finally sighed.
"I'll show it to you when we get back to the hotel."
Jiang Nan raised her head again, "Really?"
Fu Jingzhou: "Really."
Hearing this answer, Jiang Nan felt a little better.
The boss treated him very well, even showing him his abs.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Nan fumbled with her phone and found Shen Xingli's WeChat.
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [Actor! Actor! Are you there?]
Shen Xingli has been resting recently. Since he finished filming that movie in the deep mountains and forests, he hasn't taken on any scripts for some reason.
Shen Xingli, a night owl, replied instantly: [Not available to play Honor of Kings.]
Jiang Nan choked for a moment, "[That's not what I was asking.]"
Shen Xingli: [Then what did you ask?]
Jiang Nan stroked her chin and typed a line of text.
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [Do you know how many abs this big shot has?]
Shen Xingli: [????]
Shen Xingli: [The topic has shifted towards the midnight slot, hasn't it?]
Shen Xingli: [Are you taking advantage of me because I don't have a boyfriend?]
Jiang Nan looked at these lines of text and was very dissatisfied.
Shen Xingli's mind is full of filthy thoughts. He was just innocently asking Shen Xingli if he knew how many abs the big boss had.
If Shen Xingli didn't know, then it proves that his relationship with the big boss was just so-so.
Jiang Nan angrily typed a few words.
Suddenly, a short voice message came from the other end.
Jiang Nan subconsciously clicked on it.
Fu Jingzhou noticed his expression out of the corner of his eye; he seemed to be sulking. Just as he was about to ask, an unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out in the carriage.
"He has a girlfriend, so please don't message him at night; it will bother us."
His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was cold and somber, revealing his dissatisfaction and gloom at having his prey coveted by others.
Jiang Nan; "..."
He gaped, turning to look at Fu Jingzhou, "Whose voice is that?"
Fu Jingzhou raised an eyebrow. "Who are you messaging?"
Jiang Nan: " Shen Xingli."
Fu Jingzhou's lips curled up slightly, a hint of schadenfreude in his expression. "I guess he messed with an Alpha while filming."
"Alpha?" Jiang Nan gasped.
-
On the other side, in a villa area.
On the large bed in the bedroom, Shen Xingli angrily kicked the person off the bed, "Who's your boyfriend? How dare you!"
He exuded confidence, but he was only wearing underwear, and his neck was covered with suggestive bite marks.
Tan Xu looked at him with displeasure. The Alpha was tall and had a buzz cut that slicked back to his scalp. His handsome features carried a fierce edge, and his wolf-like eyes were fixed on Shen Xingli: "You weren't like this when you were filming in the village and during your period, pestering me for sex."
His casual remark left Shen Xingli feeling both embarrassed and ashamed.
He picked up a pillow and threw it at the man. "Get lost! Even if I date ten or eight more women in the future, you won't be my turn."