MTL - My Nemesis Has Finally Gone Bankrupt-Chapter 108 Cheng Peng x Jiang Yunjian (4)

After staying with Cheng Peng for several days, just before Jiang Yun fluttered a little, I learned that Cheng Peng was going to go on a business trip for half a month.

During this time, countless winds drifted down, saying that the requirements for the stars of costume dramas will be tightened next year. As soon as the news came out, countless crews started shooting in a hurry, and wanted to catch the trick before the new regulations came down. Wu Dao's next movie is a costume drama. Because of this incident, Jiang Yunjian signed an emergency contract with the crew and rushed into the group two weeks later.

The first time I cooperated with Wu Dao, Jiang Yun was a little nervous, and it did n’t take long for the script to reach him. At the beginning, he did n’t play very well. Fortunately, his state entered quickly, and within a few days, the number of ngs was obvious. decreased.

Director Wu was very satisfied. After the filming was finished that day, he stopped Jiang Yunjian who was going to return to the hotel: "Yes, today is in good condition, keep it up."

Jiang Yunjian nodded: "Thank Wu Dao."

"Are you trying to win prizes for the previous drama?" Director Wu asked.

"It's not a red prize." Jiang Yunjian smiled. "The key is to participate."

Director Wu smiled: "Don't be humble with me. I watched some clips. You performed well and the subject matter is very promising. No wonder even Xiaopeng mentioned you to me."

Jiang Yunjian smiled: "... Who do you say?"

"Cheng Peng, you should know." Director Wu said, "He called me some time ago and wanted to ask you for a place with me. I told him that you are already a male lead."

Jiang Yunjian was surprised: "Is he ... mention it to you?"

"Otherwise?" Wu Dao raised his hand, glanced at the time, and patted his back. "Okay, go back to rest. There will be a play tomorrow morning, don't be late."

Back at the hotel, the assistant asked, "Jiang, you haven't eaten dinner, shall I buy you a supper?"

Jiang Yunjian said, "No, you go back to your room."

The assistant whispered and turned to leave.

"Wait." Jiang Yunjian called him, with a smile on his mouth. "It's early today to finish the filming. You can see if there is any take-out nearby, order some for other people. Please trouble you."

The assistant froze. Jiang Yunjian was usually very generous. He would invite the members of the group to eat every time he joined the group or killed the youth, but today is not a big day ... what order to order for no reason?

But he didn't dare ask, and went out when he answered well.

After the assistant left, Jiang Yunjian took out his mobile phone, opened the dialog box with Cheng Peng, and tapped the keyboard back and forth for five minutes.

In the end I just typed thank you in the past.

The news sinked into the sea, and no reply was received overnight.

The next day, Bo Zhen came to the crew to explore the class and brought a lot of fruits to other actors.

When he saw Jiang Yunjian, he couldn't help but burst out, then turned and closed the door of the dressing room.

"What's wrong with you?" Bo Zhen looked at him in shock. "How many days have you been in the group? Why is the whole person thin? The crew's food is not good?"

"It's not thin, the clothes are not good." Jiang Yunjian started the conversation. "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"Look at you, if I don't come, can I know that you are thin like this monkey?" Bozhen exaggerated.

Jiang Yunjian said, "I'm not thin. I weighed two pounds."

Bo Zhen didn't believe it. He wanted to talk to Wu Dao to improve the crew's food.

In the afternoon, there was no drama for Jiang Yunjian. He changed his clothes and was about to return to the hotel. He received a call from Assistant Cheng Peng.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have time now?" The assistant tone respectfully alienated.

"Yes," Jiang Yunjian asked, "is there anything?"

The other side of the phone said, "I'm right at the entrance of your studio. If it's convenient, I'd like you to come out."

Outside the studio door, the assistant handed him a delicate packing bag.

Jiang Yun frowned, thinking for a while: "What am I missing?"

"No," the assistant laughed. "This is what Cheng bought for you."

Jiang Yun glanced indirectly through the bag, looking at the packaging and logo, like a men's watch.

... Cheng Peng bought him something?

"It's ... not so good." Jiang Yunjian looked back.

"It was bought by Mr. Cheng. I was only responsible for the transfer," the assistant said. "If nothing is wrong, I will go back first."

"Wait." Jiang Yunjian called him. "... Is Cheng Cheng coming back?"

The assistant shook his head and said that he had just come back temporarily to get an important document, and Cheng Peng would stay there for a few more days.

After learning that the other party was going back, Jiang Yunjian thought for a moment: "What time is your plane scheduled?"

Late at night, after finally entertaining, Cheng Peng returned to the hotel and raised his hand to loosen his tie.

The doorbell rang, an assistant who hurried as soon as he got off the plane: "Mr. Cheng, you got the documents you need. And ..."

Cheng Peng looked at the bag on his other hand and raised an eyebrow: "What is it?"

The assistant gave a cough: "I don't know. It was Mr Jiang who asked me to come back to you and said it was a gift."

Two things were on the table, and Cheng Peng hesitated slightly, took the off-white packaging bag, and opened it.

It is a men's watch, black, exquisite and luxurious, fine workmanship, and expensive, he has a piece in the locker room.

He held the watch in his hand for a while, then picked up the phone and dialed the phone.

It picked up quickly there. Due to environmental reasons, the other party spoke with an echo: "General Cheng ... It's so late, haven't you rested?"

"Rest soon," Cheng Peng asked, "what's the matter with the watch?"

Jiang Yunjian licked his lips and explained, "You gave me a piece, and the gifts were exchanged."

Cheng Peng heard a speech, then laughed.

The term Li Shangtong does not seem to apply to their relationship.

Jiang Yunjian continued, "I see it, it looks great, I like it very much, thank you."

Cheng Peng gave Jiang Yunjian a silver watch with simple style and no extra embellishments, which was particularly noticeable in the window.

At the first glance at the watch, Cheng Peng felt that this watch was very suitable for Jiang Yunjian. The partner was standing beside him at the time, and smiled to make him like it.

He thought about it and bought it. It happened that the assistant was going back to Mancheng today, and he was taken back by the way.

Cheng Peng looked back and put the watch in the box: "Where are you? How can you say the echo is so heavy?"

"In the bath," Jiang Yun said obediently.

Cheng Peng asked: "No clothes?"

Jiang Yun paused for a while, and then whispered: "... only halfway through, your call will come."

"Well, you wash it." There is work to do at night, and Cheng Peng stopped those sloppy pictures in time.

"Wait, don't hang up first." Jiang Yun called him anxiously.

Cheng Peng held his cell phone without saying a word.

"Packaging ... Have you opened it?" Jiang Yunjian asked carefully, "Do you like it?"

Cheng Peng looked back at that watch.

After a while, he took the watch out again: "It was dismantled. I like it very much. It cost me a lot."

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When Jiang Yunjian fell into the water for the seventh time, Bo Zhen's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, and the anger radiating from his body made people dare not approach.

If Jiang Yunjian is desperately ng, even if he is wrong, he can't jump too many times.

The key to this scene is that the heroine has been angling frequently. The heroine said that she had water phobia, and she really did not play well-the ghost knew if there was such a thing. Wu Dao had high requirements. It was just a scene in the water. His elderly did not want to use a stand-in, so he had to come over and over again. Jiang Yunjian's clothes had been changed several times.

In this case, if Jiang Yunjian insisted on replacing himself, it was understandable. Jiang Yunjian was even more timid than Wu Dao, and accompanied him silently. When he returned to the shore, he could smile and comfort the hostess.

"Hurry up!" Once again, ng went ashore, Bo Zhen handed **** slices of water to Jiang Yunjian's hands, wrapped his bath towel tightly, and advised, "Otherwise, change to the next time. Let ’s take another shot. When she has cured the disease, let ’s take a photo. Or just stand for it and take a side view of the back. The audience ca n’t see it. ”

The temperature is now only 8 degrees, and he feels cold in his clothes, not to mention Jiang Yunjian.

"No, Jingdu is already clothed. I can shoot it myself and do what I need to do for myself." Jiang Yunjian took a sip of **** water, and the heat flow rolled down his throat into his stomach, which was still warm, "It's okay, she has improved More, it should be passed two or three times. "

Bozhen has nothing to say: "... I'll let someone buy you medicine, and after a while you eat quickly, don't catch a cold and delay the filming.

Jiang Yunjian said, "No, you don't know how my health is, it's not so easy to get sick."

That night, Jiang Yunjian started to burn, more than 38 degrees.

The female lead was more ill than he was. The two starring actors fell down at the same time. Progress had to be delayed. Wu Dao agreed to give them a night off.

"Don't you go to the hospital?" Bo Zhen asked holding the thermometer.

"Not going, it's not a serious illness, just sleep after taking the medicine." Jiang Yunjian lay on the bed with a deep voice.

Bo Zhen can't wait to cover his mouth: "You stand on the flag, I beg you."

Bo Zhen Qian Ding Ling Wan told him to leave. He was scheduled to go back in the afternoon and was dragged into the evening by this falling water show.

Jiang Yun didn't talk indiscriminately. He did rarely get sick. The long-time headache and heavy eyelid made him lie on the bed and couldn't get up.

Strange, he heard the cell phone on the nightstand suddenly buzz.

Seeing the caller ID, Jiang Yunjian's eyes seemed clear, he coughed hard, and then he connected: "... Mr. Cheng."

There was a wind over Cheng Peng: "What's wrong with the sound?"

Heard it? Jiang Yunma concealed: "Nothing. I have a bad throat and some cough. Is it all right for you to come to me so late?"

There was a muffled closing sound over there, and Cheng Peng asked in a low voice, "Will you film tonight?"

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Yunjian came out of the bed and picked up a thick coat to wear, so fast that he didn't look like a sick person at all.

He opened the door and confirmed that no one was outside, and quickly got on the elevator.

Cheng Peng didn't know why he called Jiang Yunjian.

After working hard, he wanted to take a good night's rest. When he got home, he turned on his mobile phone, only to find that Jiang Yunjian had sent him a WeChat some time ago.

A word of thanks. There was so much news that he was pushed to the bottom. He didn't see it, didn't reply, and Jiang Yunjian didn't send it again.

The doorbell rang, and when he opened the door, the people outside were wrapped in mules, wearing masks and sunglasses, and impervious to the wind.

Jiang Yunjian entered the room, took off his jacket, and explained, "Because I was afraid of being found, I put on more ..."

Cheng Peng poured a cup of hot water for him: "It's too late for you to come here, won't you be scolded?"

"No, there's no play tonight." Jiang Yunjian undressed, sweating a little, and he took a step back. "Then I'll take a shower first?"

"Wait a while." Cheng Peng unfastened his tie. "Wash it together."

Jiang Yunma undressed slowly.

Although the two had done a lot of times, he was still a bit afraid, not because Cheng Peng looked at himself, but because he looked at Cheng Peng's eyes too hot and would reveal the stuffing.

After Cheng Peng stepped into the bathroom, he saw the silver watch placed on the washstand, raised his eyebrows, and asked knowingly, "How much did you pay for the watch in return?"

Jiang Yunjian had already boiled water, and the steam was hot. The water vapor hit the glass in the bathing area, and the figure inside was half covered: "Not much, more than 20,000."

Although the sound is a bit dumb, but the tone is natural, it can be seen that the lines are not good.

Cheng Peng smiled, 20,000, and added a zero to the back.

For a moment, he heard a whisper from the inside: "General Cheng, I ... well done. Will you come in?"

Cheng Peng undressed and went in barefoot.

Because of the water temperature, Jiang Yunjian's entire body was red, his ears were red, his face was red ... even his eyes were red.

Cheng Peng noticed something was wrong and went forward and touched his cheek. Jiang Yunjian's heart was like a drum, and his palm was greedily and shamefully.

But within a few seconds, Cheng Peng retracted his hand.

Jiang Yunjian hadn't responded yet. The hot water on his head was turned off. Cheng Peng opened the bathroom door and took out the towel from the top of the cabinet.

"Don't you know you have a fever?" Cheng Peng frowned.

Jiang Yun looked at him with a stunned expression, "I know."

"Do you know that you're here?" Cheng Peng took another towel and wiped his hair. Yu Guang swept the lubricant next to him, his tone was not very good, "still doing this here?"

Cheng Peng's strength to brush his hair was not light, but not too heavy. He rubbed him with energy and was very comfortable.

For a long time, Jiang Yunjian squeezed out a sentence: "... I heard people say that when they have a fever, their temperature will be high ... it will be more comfortable to get up."

"..."

Cheng Peng laughed and laughed.

He didn't speak again, took the person back to bed, covered the quilt to his chin, then turned and left.

Jiang Yun caught him subconsciously, some didn't understand: "... Are you angry?"

He burned his eyes soggy, the edge of his eye sockets was red, and his face was panicked. Cheng Peng looked down at him, and he lost all his anger.

He sighed. "No."

Cheng Peng broke away from him, took a hairdryer in the bathroom, and sat by the bed: "Sit up."

Jiang Yunjian felt the warm sensation of friction between his hair and felt his temperature was higher. In fact, he did burn a little bit, because he had a bath just now.

Blowing his hair, Cheng Peng said, "You sleep."

"Wait." Jiang Yunjian called him again. He frowned and re-invited, "Don't you really do that? I ... I've got it all done."

"Don't do it." Cheng Peng frowned at his forehead hair and laughed. "You just want to do that?"

He originally wanted to tease Jiang Yunjian, who knew that the other party heard a moment later, followed by a dumb response: "... eh."

"..."

"I haven't seen you for a long time," Jiang Yunjian said, "... I think a bit."

Cheng Peng remembers that Jiang Yunjian had not been so active before. At that time, Jiang Yunjian liked to bury his head in his arms and bear it silently. During the whole process, the two even had little communication.

Seeing him not talking, Jiang Yunjian said suddenly, "Of course, I don't have to ... if you don't want to, don't do it."

Cheng Peng really didn't understand. This man was obviously begging for joy. Why did he just taste a pure taste.

"I think so, or I'll ask you to do it." Cheng Peng bowed his head, kissed him on the lips, and smiled, "but wait for you, I don't have this habit."

Jiang Yunjian was scared by this sudden kiss.

They also kissed while having **** / love, but that was with desire / desire, not pure, and irrelevant.

After a short while, he recovered his voice: "I have a cold and it will be contagious."

Cheng Peng grinned, "I'm not so vulnerable."

I was afraid he was gone before, Jiang Yunjian kept clutching at his horn, and still clutching it, he murmured, "Can you ... kiss?"

"Don't you like it?" Cheng Peng said, "If you don't want to, I won't kiss anymore."

"No." Jiang Yunjian interrupted him, "I mean ... Can you kiss me again?"

Cheng Peng laughed: "Can ..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man on the bed was suddenly lifted up, and kissed him by his neck.

Anxious, entangled.

Jiang Yunjian was always worried, worried about his likes being exposed, worried that Cheng Peng was troublesome, and worried that their relationship would end too soon.

But good people and things are short lived.

He had regretted it once before and made him regret and reluctantly every time he remembered it. This time, he just wanted to do more with Cheng Peng during this time, and more.

Even if it's just a kiss.

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