Jiang Yan spoke in shock, and suddenly, a sound of gasping in the hall sounded again.

For half a minute, Jiang Yan always maintained this posture. From the perspective of Jiang’s father and mother, it seemed like a world-famous painting, just about to wear clothes. Jiang’s mother’s pupils were earthquakes, and a local Danxia landform was slowly formed on Jiang’s father’s forehead.

Jiang Yi looked at the other end of the sofa, looking at the eldest brother and the younger brother who were hugging each other in a confused manner. He suddenly felt that he should be under the car and should not be here.

Time passed by one minute or one second, and Jiang Peiliang finally spoke, his tone was soaked in ice water, and he said: "You are very obedient."

Jiang Yan slowly put his arm off his eldest brother's neck, then stood up timidly, and said with a slight look on his face, "Brother, I accidentally?"

Many times he wondered if it was because he was too rude to the scene, which led to the plot master who was always doing this and teasing him more than once or twice.

But Jiang Yan thought that people who die in society, people who die in society are all superiors. As long as his face is thick and thin, he will be able to cultivate to the greatest extent as the Great Wall, then the word "Social Death" will no longer exist.

Just like now!

"Why don't you continue to sit?" Jiang Peiliang said coldly: "I didn't let you get up."

Jiang Yan reacted quickly and hung his head: "I'm sorry."

He apologized, he pretended?.jpg

Jiang's mother came to her senses at this moment, her face looked like a biggie, and she forced herself to smile and said, "Xiaoyan, how old are you, how old are you, why are you still so careless?"

Jiang's father woke up like a dream, feeling a little embarrassed about what he had just lost his mind: "That's right, the boss is a young man, and he is still rushing towards your brother, see if you are suppressing your brother?"

Jiang Yan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I won't be there next time."

"Really?" Jiang Peiliang said coldly: "I don't believe it."

Jiang Yan: "..."

If Jiang Miao hadn't been there, he would have thought it was Jiang Miao who was talking.

Brother, you have learned bad things!

But the elder brother is not bad, and I don’t like him. Jiang Yan emptied himself, as if he hadn’t heard this sentence? He changed the topic very hastily: “Brother, when is your birthday?”

"I didn't remember." Jiang Peiliang replied.

At this time, the great Onmyoji Emu provided some effective information and quickly answered: "January 18th."

Jiang Yan had an idea and thought that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was just the opportunity he could please his elder brother. He suddenly felt flattering: "Brother, that day? I happened to have time."

"Is that right?" Jiang Peiliang was very disrespectful and said indifferently: "I think you are very idle every day?"

Jiang Yan's two ears automatically blocked the insulting language and realized the difficulties: "That day? Are you busy with brother?"

Jiang's mother laughed and said, "Xiaoyan, you may not know very well that Pei Liang has no birthday habit."

Jiang's father deeply agreed: "Pei Liang has never lived after he was ten years old."

Jiang Yi snorted coldly beside him.

The purpose? It's too obvious! My elder brother hasn't celebrated his birthday for many years? He is a man. Will he be willing to live a life of luxury while spending time with him? He is all adults and is still so naive.

Sure enough, Jiang Peiliang just glanced at Jiang Yan and didn't say anything.

Jiang Yan looked at him and shouted again: "Brother?"

Jiang Yichao: "I said it all..."

Jiang Peiliang opened his mouth and beat him up, and said with no expression on his face: "It depends on your performance."

Jiang Yichao: "?"

Ah this? This?? This????

He looked at Jiang Yan's back with joyful steps in disbelief, and a large grassland suddenly emerged in his heart, and ran over 100,000 grass mud horses with thunder.

I sat on my butt on my elder brother's thigh, and I could escape without any harm. In the end, I received my elder brother's special treatment with my own strength. Jiang Yan was so terrifying!

Jiang’s father and mother seemed to have seen great storms. She looked a little calmer, only her fingers were trembling slightly.

Jiang Yi took a deep breath and immediately realized a truth.

In this world, as long as you have thick skin, you can do anything? You can lick it enough.

He was moved? It was better to act? He raised his body gently and sat a little to the right.

Jiang Peiliang did not speak ill this time, but just turned his head slightly and glanced at him.

There is a show this time! Jiang Yi? He was secretly happy in his heart, but he moved a little to the right without any traces.

"I have something to do," Jiang Peiliang stood up without any nostalgia and said lightly: "Let's go first."

Jiang Yichao: "..."

What is this move? This move is called self-inflicted humiliation, self-inflicted suffering, self-imposed three cups, no difference, inch, not knowing the depth.

He was sitting alone on the sofa, his face was dark, and his heart was in pain.

Liang Xi knew about it all morning at the company and saw Xiao Jiang in a daze at least eight times.

He was a little confused.

Although it is not unusual for others to be dazed, it is obvious and uncommon for Jiang Yan - he is always full of energy, as if there is a lot of things waiting to be done.

When he turned his eyes over again, Bo Lei appeared in his ear like a ghost, and said in dismay: "You have discovered it too."

"..." Since last time I talked with Beile in the car, Liang Xishi looked at him? For some reason, he was a little upset: "Why are you here?"

"I'll give the boss coffee," Bell said, "This way? Maybe he'll be more energetic."

"Don't." Liang Xizhi nodded politely: "It's not just about being mentally ill, you can jump directly to being mentally ill."

After he finished speaking, he didn't get the expected reaction. Bi Le still looked dejected. He held the cup of coffee and didn't even move his eyebrows.

Liang Xishi choked and said, "Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Bele looked up at him inexplicably: "You don't like it, but the boss likes it."

Liang Xishi: "..."

He turned his face in grief and anger.

Killing someone will kill you, killing someone will kill you!

Jiang Yan was not seen by the invisible confrontation between the guardians on both sides. He was thinking about his elder brother's birthday while sucking his nose.

In the past month, it was just cold. He wore a little less when he went out the house the last time he wore a little, and almost got frozen into a icy sliver. When he came back, he caught a cold.

Fortunately, the symptoms are not very serious now, just some nasal congestion.

The well-trained right guardian felt the boss's body very keenly. He stopped fighting and returned to his old career. He entered the tea room and quickly brought a cup of isatis root.

Jiang Yan was so moved by the smell of isatis root and was immediately moved: "Don't have fun, are you really my caring little cotton jacket."

"Boss, recently? The flu was very serious for a while." Bele carefully instructed: "I bought the medicine later. You must remember to take it, don't get worse, it's very uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yan nodded.

Just as Be Le was about to go out, he heard Jiang Yan calling him from behind: "Little assistant, please bring some masks back. What if? It would be bad if it was transmitted to you."

Don't look back and smiled rare: "Okay."

Jiang Yan was still drinking isatis roots steaming, and Liang Xishi came in to report his work: "The current situation is very stable... "Green Years" is being filmed according to the original progress, and you can visit the set at any time. The cooperative variety show is screening guests, and the artists are coming to register. Many of the company's?

The newcomer is also preparing very diligently. As for the PR department, your keywords are still the same? The popularity is gradually improving, Dajiang bones..."

"Okay." No matter what Jiang Yan is like, he is still a little ashamed?: "I don't need to say the next paragraph."

Liang Xishi said politely: "Sorry, I think you like to listen to it?"

Jiang Yan: "?"

Big courage!

The projects are currently being started, so there is nothing to be busy with? Jiang Yan has arranged the general direction for the next one and started to wander around again.

Liang Xishi can't control his damn it? Curiosity: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, what are you thinking? So obsessed?"

"I'm really worried about something." Jiang Yan frowned and held his cheek with his hands slightly: "I'm worried about giving gifts."

"A gift-giving thing?"

"Um……"

Jiang Yan was really worried, pressing his chin, frowning and shaking.

In this position, the soft flesh on his cheeks was lifted out, his skin was fair, and he could not see any pores. He was slightly red under the light, like summer, late-ripening, Taoer, it looked good in the hand, no.

Liang Xique's eyes couldn't help but be attracted for two seconds, and then he quickly struggled away and asked calmly: "Maybe I can relieve your worries."

"That's right?" Jiang Yan didn't mind whether he had surpassed him. Anyway, the employees of his company were probably so close to each other. He frowned and said, "The person I want to give gifts is a man who is older than me."

Liang Xishi nodded.

Jiang Yan sniffed and continued to describe: "I am very rich, I am usually serious, I don't like to joke, and I don't know what interests or hobbies; but I have a good temper in private and very gentle."

Apart from being a little angry?, there are no shortcomings.

Liang Xishi said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yan recalled: "I usually look at birds, water flowers, and bask in the sun, but I'm also busy with work."
To be continued...