What kind of bad thoughts can the stand-in male lead have?

Chapter 35 The young master received the flowers

After hearing this, Mr. Shang felt even more satisfied, and he no longer insisted on letting Jiang Li stay.

Jiang Li bought five sunflowers, and then selected a few green fur balls and eucalyptus leaves as matching leaves, and handed them to the shopkeeper for packaging.

"Hey, little sister-in-law?" Two people suddenly came in from outside the door, and their exclamation caused Jiang Li to turn around.

Song Chao and Lu Mingfei squeezed into the shop one after the other. The small flower shop, which is not very spacious, seemed even more crowded because of these two 1.8-meter-high guys.

The owner handed the packaged bouquet to Jiang Li, and Song Chao asked with a playful smile, "Little sister-in-law, are these flowers for brother Lu?"

"Yes." Jiang Li smiled.

Song Chao quietly raised his hand and elbowed Lu Mingfei, who was still thinking, and the latter immediately understood and made way.

"Then I'll go first."

"Sister-in-law, wait!" Song Chao gave Lu Mingfei a blank look, and pulled him to catch up with Jiang Li, "Brother Lu has just finished the game, and there are many people at the exit, sister-in-law, come with me!" Let's come here, I have an exclusive secret passage here, I promise you will be the first to meet Brother Lu."

Jiang Li couldn't refuse, so he sent a message to Wen Jiu saying that he would take a step first, and followed Song Chao and Lu Mingfei.

They led her into a narrow passage next to the exit gate, from this angle they could just see Shang Lu on the podium.

He held the helmet in one hand, his long and messy short hair was wet with sweat, and the ends of his hair were loosely attached to his eyebrows and temples, indescribably flamboyant.

"Brother Lu thinks the crowd is too much trouble, so he slips away from here every time." Song Chao raised his eyebrows a little complacently, "Sister-in-law, you just wait here, oh yes."

Song Chao slapped his forehead, took out two bottles of water and a clean towel from Lu Mingfei's hands, and stuffed them to Jiang Li, "There are still these, just take Brother Lu back to the locker room later, let's prepare first, today Let’s celebrate Brother Lu tonight, sister-in-law, remember to come over too.”

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled Lu Mingfei away, as if something was chasing after him.

Jiang Li didn't miss his muttering: "Brother Lu will definitely give me a raise if he finds out, I'm such a genius."

Jiang Li couldn't catch up with him, and he was holding a bunch of bags in his hands. When Shang Lu avoided the reporters and fans and came in, he saw that the person waiting was Jiang Li, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Why is it you?"

"Song Chao is going to prepare for your celebration tonight. I'll wait here first." Jiang Li walked in front of her in two steps. The clear smell of oranges mixed with the smell of hot sweat greeted her, and it didn't make people feel disgusted. , "There is water and towels in the bag."

Shang Lu is tall, and his racing suit has not been changed. At this moment, he is in front of him. The summer sun pokes through the entrance behind him, casting a shadow on his body.

He bent down and took out the towel from the kraft paper handbag on her left hand, brushed the broken hair back with one hand, sweat dripped down his jawline along his brow bone, and was absorbed into the towel again.

Then he took out another bottle of water and unscrewed it, raised his head and gulped it down.

The water marks flowed down the sexy Adam's apple along the corners of the lips, showing an indescribable wildness.

Jiang Li just glanced at it twice, then looked away lightly.

"The flowers are for me too?"

"Ah."

"You bought it?"

"Yes." Jiang Li nodded lightly, freeing one hand to take the water bottle from his hand, but Shang Lu took the flower directly from her hand and walked in with big strides, "Sure, this flower It's pretty good-looking, and the president has a good eye."

I don't know if it's because he won the championship or what, but he seemed to be in a good mood. Jiang Li suddenly released his hands and raised his heels to follow him.

Shang Lu suddenly stopped outside a door, but Jiang Li didn't stop, and hit his head directly on the hump on the back of his racing suit, gasping for air in pain.

There was a chuckle above her head, and Shang Lu raised her hand to press her forehead and pushed it out, "You will follow me when I go to change clothes? If you want to see it, just say, I am in a good mood today, and the CEO's request is not unsatisfactory. Go back tonight I'll show you enough. But I'm not the only one here, so I can't let you in."

Jiang Li gave him a blank look, then lifted his hand and walked out.

She was sitting on a wooden chair next to the hall. The club was full of 1.8-meter men who had just finished the game. When she saw Jiang Li, a girl sitting quietly holding a kraft paper bag, she couldn't help looking more curiously. I took a few glances.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang?" A beautiful female voice came, and the shadow fell on Jiang Li's head.

It's Song Shu.

She is wearing a pretty and cute shirt with a pink JK short skirt today, her long hair is tied into two small balls, she is beautiful and cute, "Are you here too? Are you waiting for someone?"

"Well, wait for a friend." Jiang Li replied lightly.

Song Shu bit her lower lip guiltily, "Mr. Jiang, I'm here to find a friend too, so I'll go first?"

She could guess without mentioning Jiang Li that the friend she was looking for was Phytophthora.

She nodded, and kindly reminded, "But you should pay attention to the influence, Shanglu is married."

Song Shu's face turned pale. It's not that she didn't see what Shang Lu clarified on the Internet before, but in comparison, she believed in what netizens speculated that Shang Lu and that woman would not last long, and they would divorce sooner or later.

But no matter how much he guessed, it was an established fact that Shang Lu was married and he had clearly rejected her many times.

If she doesn't think clearly about keeping a distance from him, she will only be affected.

It's one thing to be clear in your heart, but it's another thing to be reminded by your immediate boss.

This embarrassment made her eyes turn red, and she whispered: "I know Mr. Jiang, but don't worry, I'm not here to find Brother Lu."

"Well, let's go." Jiang Li raised his chin, Song Shu forced the corners of her lips to smile, and ran into the corridor with small steps.

Before Shanglu came out, Jiang Li was a little bored waiting, swiping his phone boredly, and a new reminder popped up on the Weibo page.

It was Shang Lu's Weibo post just now, and the photo showed the bouquet of flowers she just sent him, with the accompanying text: Flowers from Mrs. Xiao Lu.

I don't know why, but the comment area is obviously much more harmonious than before. Although there are still people clamoring that "pheasants can't be house", more people still hate iron and steel, and it's completely broken:
"Forget it, cubs who are fans of themselves, love brains are in love with brains, what else can I do? Continue to be fans."

"A daily question, did Brother Lu go dig wild vegetables today?"

"Tens of thousands of forklifts have been driven, and there is no love brain for forking small roads."

"If it weren't for his good looks and his good driving, his fans would have turned black."

"From now on, we will honestly be mother fans and career fans. What is love? I can't see it."

However, there are also cp:
"Although, it's sweet that Xiao Lu Zai Zai and Mrs. Xiao Lu are running in both directions."

Go to a ghost in both directions.

Before Jiang Li had time to complain, that person's comments were immediately overwhelmed:
"Open your eyes and take a good look, where are you going in both directions?"

"That pheasant hasn't shown up until now, and hasn't made a sound. Those who don't know think that Xiao Lu Zai has become a licking dog."

"Fuck, Xiaolu Zaizai is a bit pitiful when you say that."

Lick the dog?Jiang Li frowned and thought for a while, but she couldn't figure out how it was possible for Phytophthora's dog temper to be able to lick herself like a dog.

She quit Weibo expressionlessly, only to find that Shang Lu also posted the same content in Moments.

Chi Yu liked it.

Pei Xingyan liked it.

(End of this chapter)