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

Chapter 72 Already in Jiang Li's Shape

"You." Jiang Li spit out almost the second after he finished threatening.

Even knowing that Jiang Li was dealing with it perfunctorily, more than half of the depression in Shang Lu's heart dissipated, and he was uncontrollably dazzled by the joy of Jiang Li's initiative to kiss.

Shang Lu felt that he might already be in the shape of Jiang Li now.

But it doesn't matter.

He doesn't care.

He put his arms around Jiang Li's waist, and pecked lightly on the tooth marks he had bitten just now.

Jiang Li thought that the young master's convulsions should pass after a while, so he imitated his movements and hugged his neck.

The slender fingers passed through his hair and landed on the shaved hair on the back of his neck. She bowed her head to imitate his appearance and wanted to peck the side of his neck. Shanglu asked again: "Where is it good?"

Jiang Li:?
She paused in her movements, confused, her eyes were blank, she couldn't help turning her head to look at him, "What's so good?"

Shanglu's tone was sullen: "How can I kiss better than him? How can I be better than him? Tell me clearly."

Jiang Li: ...

How should she explain this kind of thing?
Shang Xingyan didn't like physical contact, and even holding hands required her to be careful for a long time, and kissing her was just a casual touch on her forehead.

How did she know if he kissed well?

I can't let her kiss him again and come back and tell him, where did he kiss, okay?

But she has a stubborn temper, insisting on answering questions seriously, Jiang Li frowned and finally made up his mind, put his chin on his shoulder, and asked tentatively: "Why don't I kiss him once, and come back and tell you?" ?”

"Do you dare?" Shang Lu's depression, which had just been calmed down, came up again.

Want to kiss again?
Really think their marriage certificate is a display, right?

She would really just jump out at the words that poked his lungs.

Shang Lu pinched her waist ferociously, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he simply lifted her off the sofa.

Jiang Li's body was suddenly suspended in the air. I don't know where the young master was convulsed again. He thought that he thought the sofa was not a good place and wanted to do it in another place, so he could only tighten his arms around his neck, and his whole body hung on the sofa like a koala. on him.

Shang Lu exuded a gloomy low air pressure all over his body, and Maodou looked up at the entrance, shook his head and stepped back.

It put its butt on Cheese Jiang, who was grooming himself, and got a paw on the head, so he could only follow Shang Lu to find Jiang Li in despair.

Shang Lu entered the study with his arms in his arms, and directly raised his legs to close the door, Mao Dou firmly ate the door shut.

Jiang Li pursed his lips thoughtfully.

Although she didn't expect Shanglu to play so fancy, the study room is not bad.

Fortunately, Shanglu bought enough, and she prepared in advance, and put two boxes in every corner of the house, and the study was no exception.

Shang Lu sat her down at the desk, pressed her shoulder with his big hand to keep her from moving, and put his other hand over Jiang Li's shoulder to turn on the computer.

Jiang Li's eyelids twitched, she didn't understand why she needed to turn on the computer for such a thing.

Is it necessary to use external force?

Jiang Li thought of the previous two times, and immediately confirmed his guess.

He raised his eyes and gave Shanglu a sympathetic look, thinking about what he should do so as not to hurt the young master's self-esteem, but also to enjoy himself.

Phytolades got goosebumps from seeing her, but he couldn't figure out what she wanted to express, so he raised his hand and pressed her head angrily so that she could face the computer screen.

The page of Office was loaded, Shang Lu rested her chin on the top of her hair, and pulled out a paper cover template from the folder.

Jiang Li's pupils froze, not knowing why.

Shanglu crossed her shoulders with his hands and typed the title of the thesis on the keyboard: On Shanglu's kissing skills are better than Shang Xingyan's words.

Jiang Li:? ? ?
Shanglu pressed the Enter key, then held her hand and landed on the mouse, "Where is my kiss better than him, how good is it, and what you want to praise me during the day, write it down for me. Three thousand words , must be logically rigorous, no references are allowed, no plagiarism is allowed, and no word count is allowed.”

Jiang Li: ...

Her hand, which was about to untie the strap of her bathrobe, suddenly froze in place.

So, what Shanglu said today is to let her praise him?

She felt that Shanglu's brain seemed to have that serious illness, but her own brain did not seem to be much better.

Sure enough, after staying with him for a long time, he himself was assimilated.

After being speechless, it was only later that he realized what he was thinking wildly. Jiang Li's face was hot, the tips of his ears were red, and his hand holding the mouse had nowhere to rest.

Shang Lu straightened up and looked at the wall clock on the opposite wall, "It's only 06:30, you have to finish writing at least half of it before ten o'clock."

Jiang Li's eyes darkened, and the shadow of being dominated by the thesis struck again. She raised her hand and tightened her neckline, trying to discuss with Shang Lu, but Shang Lu was already lying on the lazy window by the window with a dark face and holding his mobile phone. People are on the sofa.

Seeing Jiang Li looking over, he raised his eyes and flew towards him: "Don't be lazy, you promised me, Jiang Li, I can do whatever I want."

Jiang Li was speechless.

She didn't expect that the young master's brain circuit was unusual, and what he wanted was a paper that praised him.

It hurt her more than killing her.

It's better to do it directly with him.

Jiang Li was cursing in his heart, but he still turned his head to look at the computer screen obediently.

Jiang Li is usually lazy and likes to sit on the bed and work overtime, so he gave up the study to Shanglu, so his racing car models and various trophies are placed everywhere here, and his posters are also plastered on the walls. On Zhang, he smiled flamboyantly.

Even the photo frame next to the desk is a photo of Phytrol and his team mates.

Jiang Li got a headache when she read the thesis, and she started to feel sleepy before seven o'clock.

He yawned slightly, stared at the cover of the paper for more than ten minutes, and could only choke out the sentence "Pokelus' lips are quite soft".

She hangs her hands above the keyboard. The computer is usually used by Shanglu to play games, and the keyboard is also a customized mechanical keyboard, which feels good in the hand.

Jiang Li put his mind to one side, and began to search his stomach against his will. He chose a series of words and combinations from his mind, and typed a piece of academic garbage on the keyboard that made dogs shake their heads.

That's not even academic trash.

The expression on Shang Lu's face softened a little, he looked away from her, and sat cross-legged on the sofa to play games.

As if venting his anger, Shang Lu went crazy in this round, chasing the opponent was just a meal, and Song Chao and others won directly.

Lu Ming Bufei: Brother Lu is a bit aggressive today.

Fatty: Could it be that he made his sister-in-law angry again and was kicked out of the house?

Du's Zongzi: If he was really kicked out of the house, he should be holding the wine bottle and crying right now. He's so excited now, maybe it's because his love rival has stimulated him.

Song Chaochao: Or the childhood sweetheart from last time?No way, apart from being a little older than him, Brother Lu is not better than him in any way?

Fatty: That’s not sure, who doesn’t like fresh meat?

Shanglu gave a "tsk".

That little green tea is only a month younger than him, and I haven't seen him being fresher than him.

He quit the game, looked up at Jiang Li, and replied in the group: It's nothing, my wife just kissed me.

There was a moment of silence in the group.

Song Chaochao: I don't believe it, unless Brother Lu explains it.

Fatty: Song Chao, my girlfriend can hear your abacus.

(End of this chapter)