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

Chapter 57

In a short video, only about 30 seconds, Jiang Li played it back more than ten times.

She can recognize it even when it turns into ashes, the drunk one is Phytophthora.

He is tall and tall, with a black denim jacket and overalls, and a pair of mid-length Martin boots on his feet.

Expensive and full of wildness.

At the end of the video, she also saw the girl leaning on Shang Lu.

It seems to be kissing.

Thinking of the scene of being kissed against the wall by him during the day, Jiang Li suddenly felt his stomach churn.

So disgusting.

Jiang Li saved the video and sent an email to ask what the other party wanted.

Money is still power. There are not a few people who threaten her with Shanglu's scandal, and they only ask for this.

The other party didn't reply.

Looks like a zombie account.

She had no choice but to click on the chat interface of Shanglu again, leaning weakly on the sofa, looking through the chat records of the two of them boredly.

The finger accidentally touched his head, and it turned into a poke.

A little wave.

"You patted the wife of "Plantland" and said that you are a good match"

Jiang Li:?
She thought for a while, and directly typed a video.

Not connected.

Forget it.

An hour later, Shanglu called back.

He still looked a little drunk, with his back leaning against the sofa pillow, one leg bent, and clothes scattered on the sofa beside him.

Girls' shirts, skirts and stockings are unobstructed.

Jiang Li let out a "tsk".

Shanglu drank too much wine, his head was swollen and ached, and his stomach was burning uncomfortably. Eucommia was already asleep on his stomach on the sofa opposite, and the light in the living room was also turned on.

When Jiang Li called the video, Shang Lu Mingming was as happy as Maodou flicking his tail, but he deliberately didn't answer it.

But I didn't expect Jiang Li to hit him once and quit.

Shanglu couldn't hold it back, and called back again. As soon as she connected, she saw her face was indifferent, and there was a hint of mockery in her clear eyes.

It was exactly the same as when he ridiculed him that he was young and fast during the day.

Shang Lu suddenly became unhappy, and gave her an angry look: "Throw out the dirty things in your mind, talk quickly if you have something to say, or hang up if you don't say anything, I don't have time to wait for you."

Jiang Li's expression was calm: "Come back when you've had enough fun, and accompany me to a party in three days."

An orderly tone.

Shang Lu laughed angrily, and licked the back of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, "If you say get out, get out, if you go back, go back, Jiang Li, are you playing me like a dog?"

"You're not even comparable to a dog."

Shanglu choked up.

"I've already said it, whether you come back or not is your own business." Jiang Li lowered his eyes, and now he glanced at the short skirt of the girl in his hand, his eyes were full of disgust, "Clean yourself up before you come back, it's disgusting. "

"Jiang Li?" Shang Lu was confused and couldn't help raising his voice to confront her.

Jiang Li didn't bother to take another look, and hung up the video directly.

Shanglu's breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't move up and down.

First she wronged him for not signing the contract and ruining her cooperation, then she scolded him in a daze and kicked him out of the house, and now she gave him orders as it should be taken for granted, why do you think he is disgusting?

Don't kiss him during the day if you think it's disgusting!
Hey!
Whoever wants to go back to this house will go back.

It is impossible for him to go back in his life.

Shang Lu kicked to the side with a gloomy face, and suddenly realized that there was something covering his hands.

It's a short skirt, stockings and a shirt.

Shang Lu's heart was beating alarm bells, his thick black pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked up and saw Eucommia who was half asleep across the way.

"Damn it!" Regardless of the fact that he was still angry just now, Shang Lu bent over to change his shoes and went out.

When he came to the door, he turned back and took a video of the scene.

Jiang Li couldn't fall asleep, and after hanging up the video with Shanglu, he hugged the air-conditioning blanket and stared at the computer in a daze.

After all the work was done, she had nothing to do, and she couldn't watch the movie anymore, so she just ordered a variety show.

Unbiased, it happened to be the one that Shanglu participated in the recording.

In all fairness, Shanglu's body, appearance, EQ and IQ are all resistant to fighting, because the host is not proficient in business, and many procedures still require Shanglu to cue.

Even in the face of conflicts and disagreements among the guests, Shanglu also thoughtfully sent everyone a step, and a few words enlivened the atmosphere on the field.

The ability to control the field is very strong, and the output point of view is also very unique.

Facing the camera, he is confident and flamboyant, frank and polite, and it is hard not to feel good about him.

Jiang Li couldn't help but remember that every time he kissed, he had to ask her opinion first.

Although he is arrogant and strong, he still has the education and manners he should have.

But it happened to be such a person who was able to resist her again and again.

One Song Shu is not enough, now there is a girl with double ponytails in a short skirt?

He Phytophthora really sticks to the end, he loves sweetness from the beginning to the end.

The more Jiang Li thought about it, the more hesitant he became, so he simply turned off the variety show and tuned in to make up horror movies to relieve his boredom.

The doorbell rang, and Jiang Li opened the door.

The tall black shadow pressed down, and the strong smell of alcohol rushed towards her face, holding her tightly in her arms, "Jiang Li, I didn't hang out with other women, those skirts you saw belonged to Du Zhong, Du Zhong Today I helped his girlfriend to participate in a dance competition, and if you don’t believe me, I even recorded a video.”

With that said, Shang Lu was about to take out his phone from his pocket and show it to Jiang Li.

But he was too drunk, he was in a hurry and unsteady, and he didn't click on the photo album after a long time.

Jiang Li saw his lock screen sharply.

It's their photo.

The hot chest was close in front of her eyes, and the smell of wine mixed with the clear orange fragrance surrounded her.

Jiang Li was a little flustered for a while, Shang Lu showed her the video recorded before leaving, then put the phone back in his pocket, and hugged her tightly again.

He wrapped his hands around her waist, buried his head on her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't play the young master's temper to destroy your cooperation. I signed the contract. You just condemned me without listening to me."

I don't know if it's because he hasn't woken up yet, Shang Lu is a bit like a big abandoned dog at the moment, he hugged Jiang Li tightly and refused to let go.

Jiang Xin's head trembled, only then did he realize that he had misunderstood him during the day.

Shang Lu's hands resting on her back were stirring her clothes uneasily, and his callused fingertips gently brushed the soft flesh of her waist from time to time, "Jiang Li, you are really too much, you know?" ?”

The slightly grievous accusation, and when he looked down, the sparkle in his drunken peach blossom eyes made Jiang Li a little guilty.

I could only raise my hand to stroke the back of his neck gently, like smoothing Maodou's hair, from the shaved hair on the back of his neck down.

"You promised to let me touch you, I bought all the condoms, but you kicked me out of the house, this house is half of mine, okay? I heard you called Maodou outside the door, and you still didn't open the door for me. You also said that I can't be compared with a dog, Jiang Li, you don't call me Maodou, we have been married for three years, right? Even if you don't want to see me anymore, you can't treat people like this."

Jiang Li didn't expect him to be so resentful that even though he was drunk, his memory was still clear, and he accused her of all crimes.

"I'm sorry, Shanglu." Jiang Li said softly.

Shanglu snorted coldly, "I don't accept your apology unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless." Shang Lu lowered his head to touch her forehead, "Jiang Li, kiss me."

(End of this chapter)