pet addiction

Chapter 123 Jiangxi I'm Hot (6)
Ruan Jiangxi didn't respond to Lu Qianyang's joke, and asked Lu Qianyang, "Are you thirsty?"

"A bit."

"You can go downstairs and have a cup of coffee first."

After hearing this, Lu Qianyang became emotional, blinked desperately, and accused Ruan Jiangxi with red eyes: "You despise me for being long-winded! Jiangxi, you have changed, you don't love me anymore, you only love Young Master Song, you—" As soon as she followed Ruan Jiangxi into the cloakroom, Lu Qianyang was dumbfounded for a moment, then stammered, "This, this, this," Lu Qianyang was dazzled as he looked at the dazzling array of wardrobes, "Gabrielle Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Dior, Versace... ...I don't have to worry about your costumes anymore, Boss Song is such a generous sponsor, so awesome." Lu Qianyang plunged into the closet and wailed, "Jiangxi, if I were you, I would only love Brother Song one."

Ruan Jiangxi frowned slightly, walked up to Lu Qianyang, stretched out his hand and pushed her: "Don't press Song Ci's clothes."

Lu Qianyang froze on the spot, Ruan Jiangxi directly pulled out Song Ci's shirt, smoothed out the wrinkles, and hung it in the closet next to his skirt.

Lu Qianyang rolled on the ground and accused: "Jiangxi, you are too partial to one another." She felt that even her manager could not compare to Master Song Ci's clothes.

As a result, Ruan Jiangxi was noncommittal.

Sure enough, Lu Qianyang lost to one of Song Ci's clothes.

There was no announcement in the afternoon, Ruan Jiangxi practiced archery for a while, Lu Qianyang sent her back to her hut, still far away, Song Pangshao came out to greet her after smelling the smell, and ran to Ruan Jiangxi's feet with a scud .

"Woof, woof, woof!" Fat Shao Song was very excited, scratching Jiangxi's skirt with his chubby paws.

Ruan Jiangxi squatted down, hugged Song Pangshao in his arms, and patted its head: "How are you doing these days?"

Song Pangshao rubbed Ruan Jiangxi's palm with his nose: "Wow, woof!" It was so sad, it was not doing well, not at all.

Ruan Jiangxi held it, weighed it, and found out in surprise: "Song Ci, you are light."

"Wow, woof, woof!" It was so sad, it was so sad that it didn't want to eat for a few days.

"I've been on a diet for a few days, can I not lose weight?" Lu Qianyang poked Song Pangshao's stomach, "My family's Pangshao is a man of integrity, so he doesn't eat other people's cheap food, right?" He pinched Song Pangshao again Shao's stomach, "Look, how slender my fat Shao is now."

The fat young man whimpered, not wanting to be ravaged by a certain devil's claw at all, so he plunged his head into Ruan Jiangxi's arms, but rubbed it vigorously: "Wow, woof, woof."

Ruan Jiangxi hugged it with a smile and kissed its head.

"Woof, woof, woof!" Song Pangshao waved the chubby paw, so swollen, so happy.

Lu Qianyang poked a certain dog's head, and said with contempt: "Dog legs." Taking out the script from his bag, Lu Qianyang said it was down to business, "This is the script for tomorrow's commercial, and it was selected at Mingcheng University. There are only a few shots, because It’s a cosmetics commercial, basically there are no lines, but the first shot is about to go into the water, your hand hasn’t healed completely, I will discuss with the commercial director to see if this shot can be moved back.”

Ruan Jiangxi put Song Ci Fat Dog on the dining table, turned around and went to the kitchen to pour milk: "No, there's nothing serious about it, the pain has been gone for a long time, and the bandage can be removed in two days."

Lu Qianyang sternly retorted: "It's not okay for minor obstacles, your Young Master Song wants to ask about crimes, I can't afford it."

"Don't worry, the filming will continue as usual."

Although Ruan Jiangxi has a good temper, he is too stubborn.

Lu Qianyang snorted, "Just be stubborn!" Taking out another bag of things from her bag, she threw it on the coffee table and said, "The anti-inflammatory medicine has been prepared for you, as well as waterproof bandages and medical patches. Don’t forget to take it to the set tomorrow.” Lu Qianyang was very modest and didn’t take credit, “Don’t thank me too much, it was your Young Master Song who asked Zhang Xiao to prepare it.” I really didn’t realize that Song Ci was such a homely type man.

(End of this chapter)