Song Zhusheng gasped, "Best wishes. The only dating reality show we're filming lately is the one produced by Peach Video; you two will definitely be paired up again."
Jiang Nan sighed deeply, "A tragic fate."
He said that, but he was absolutely thrilled.
Now I can finally legitimately criticize those two.
A peerless green tea b*tch, a world's number one oily thing.
It's good that they're all together; it saves them from causing trouble for others.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Nan picked up the game console and played for a while.
When the elevator came up, it made a crisp "ding-dong" sound.
He turned his head and looked over. The elevator doors slowly opened to both sides. The man was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a clean, thin white sweater, with a pure black trench coat draped over his knees.
He rarely wore such light-colored clothes, which made him look clean and neat. The sharp aura he had developed in the business world had dissipated considerably, and he instead looked like a gentle and aloof senior.
Jiang Nan couldn't help but take another look.
He inexplicably thought of Fu Jinchuan, the number one slick guy in the Six Realms. He wondered what kind of excrement was stuffed in Shen Anbai's brain, that he would ignore such a beautiful woman and stare at that slick guy every day.
But thinking about it carefully, their family won't need to buy oil for cooking anymore.
Why are you spacing out again?
Fu Jingzhou changed his shoes at the entrance, asking a question in a soft voice.
"Ah?"
Jiang Nan quickly snapped out of her reverie and said, "I'm thinking about what to eat tonight..."
He was halfway through his sentence when he noticed the two tubes of ointment he had placed on his suitcase.
Fu Jingzhou naturally saw it too. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Is this what you bought at the pharmacy?"
Even through the plastic bag, you could tell there were two tubes of ointment.
Are you having an allergic reaction?
Fu Jingzhou asked casually, and was about to pick up the ointment to take a look.
Jiang Nan suddenly stood up, put on his green frog slippers, and rushed over like a puppy that had seen a bone.
Fu Jingzhou: "..."
Before he could even react, the boy snatched the ointment from in front of him and put it behind his back.
Fu Jingzhou narrowed his eyes, relaxed his body, and slowly leaned back into the wheelchair.
He raised his chin slightly, his expression calm yet somewhat intriguing.
"Tell me, what shady things did you buy?"
The voice was steady, yet it struck Jiang Nan squarely.
"What shameful thing?" Jiang Nan jumped up and down. "My mouth has been hurting, can't I just buy some ointment to reduce the swelling?"
Fu Jingzhou was completely taken aback by this reason.
He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but then stopped.
Jiang Nan said angrily, "Your thoughts are truly filthy."
After saying that, to express his anger, he threw the ointment in his hand straight at Fu Jingzhou's face.
With a "snap".
Fu Jingzhou closed his eyes, and the ointment fell onto his knees due to inertia.
He picked up the ointment, glanced at it, and his expression became rather interesting. "Are you sure this is for reducing swelling?"
"Otherwise what?!" Jiang Nan raised her voice.
Fu Jingzhou was speechless for a moment, then handed the ointment to Jiang Nan, saying, "Take a look for yourself."
"Fine, I'll look!" Jiang Nan snatched the ointment she had paid for and glanced at it casually.
Um?????
Hemorrhoid cream?
He doubted his eyes, paused for a moment, then quickly picked up another tube of ointment to examine it.
This is even more outrageous.
Reproductive cavity swelling-reducing fluid.
Grass!
Jiang Nan's face changed from red to white, and finally to green.
He was carrying two tubes of ointment and was about to leave with a menacing air, as if he were holding a knife from an assassin, not ointment.
Where are you going?
Fu Jingzhou reacted quickly and grabbed the hood of his sweatshirt.
Jiang Nan gritted her teeth. "Give me my money back."
771, who witnessed the whole thing, couldn't help but exclaim, "[Your grandpa really is your grandpa.]"
"It's no big deal," Fu Jingzhou coaxed, stroking his hair. "You can give this to Uncle He."
Jiang Nan was taken aback. "Huh?"
He turned his head and asked incredulously, " Uncle He, he..."
Fu Jingzhou said casually, "It's an old mole."
Jiang Nan sighed unconsciously, her eyes filled with endless sympathy. "Alright, when Uncle He comes next time, I'll secretly slip it into his pocket."
Jiang Nan said she would refund the money, but she wouldn't actually go.
After all, it was his own fault for not explaining clearly, so it's normal for the old man to misunderstand.
The only problem is, what should I do with this vaginal swelling-reducing solution?
"What should we do?" Fu Jingzhou took the ointment from Jiang Nan and casually placed it in the storage room, saying, "Keep it; we might need it later."
After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Nan, seemingly casually.
Jiang Nan hissed, "That's right."
After their divorce, the tycoon will definitely remarry.
As long as he doesn't fall in love with Shen Anbai, that jinx, any other sweet omega is fine.
Thinking this, Jiang Nan felt inexplicably down.
My chin was suddenly grabbed.
Fu Jingzhou had appeared before him without him even noticing.
The man lowered his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over his lips, his thumb even gently tracing them.
He had just washed his hands, and they still smelled of jasmine from the hand sanitizer.
Her fingertips, slightly dry, gently traced across the boy's moist lips.
He frowned and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Jiang Nan's mind went completely blank.
I couldn't answer a single question.
He didn't know why his heart was beating so fast.
The boy remained silent for too long, and Fu Jingzhou naturally noticed.
He pursed his thin lips, looked at the other person's bright red lips, suppressed a certain impulse, and finally said, "Go back to playing games."
We were still too hasty.
He just didn't get it.
Let's wait patiently a little longer.
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That night, Jiang Nan played video games all night long.
He stopped thinking about why his heart was beating so fast.
Jiang Nan has never made things difficult for herself in her life.
If you can't figure something out, just leave it aside, don't think about it, and let it go.
The same thing happened this time.
I played games all night, and my brain is completely foggy.
He hugged his pillow and fell asleep.
He drifted aimlessly for half a month until a phone call from Zhu Xia woke him up.
"I have a show to record the day after tomorrow, and I booked a flight for tomorrow afternoon. Get ready in advance."
Jiang Nan readily agreed.
Although he dislikes going to work, it keeps him in check and at least distinguishes him from a pig.
That evening, Jiang Nan deliberately sat on the living room sofa to play games, waiting for Fu Jingzhou to get off work.
Fu Jingzhou truly lives up to his reputation as a model worker. He gets up at seven in the morning, prepares to leave for work at eight, doesn't come back for lunch, and returns at six in the evening. If he works overtime, he comes back at nine.
Although Jiang Nan had been living with him for the past two weeks, it felt like they were halfway around the world, separated by a time difference.
While others were at work, Jiang Nan was still having sweet dreams.