Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 561 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 112
The torrential rain finally fell at around twelve o'clock in the evening.

The sky seemed to be covered with a deep curtain, so dark that it almost dripped ink. Occasionally, lightning would cut through the night sky, bright as day for a moment, followed by deafening thunder.

The violent storm flooded the world.

Rumble.

Rumbling--

It shows that this is not a peaceful night.

Nancheng Qing University Institute of Biology.

The machine is precise and bright as day.

A man came out of the laboratory, raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck, the bones made a cracking sound, he moved around a few times, walked in the unpopular corridor, and pulled off his mask with one hand, revealing his tough facial features.

The cold white light pours on the white coat, and the atmosphere of abstinence is strong.

"Tsk, rare guest." After Jiang Ye finished the experiment, he was so sleepy that he pushed open the door of the lounge and saw the figure sitting there.

"Brother Ye."

The man said gently.

Jiang Ye felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard his call brother, he couldn't help but rubbed his arms, took off his white coat and threw it aside, his eyes were still black and blue from having not slept for several nights, and he didn't even look at Tan Junxi, "I Go take a shower first, and talk about it later."

Tan Junxi sat lazily on the chair, apparently it was not the first time he came to this place, he was more like the owner than Jiang Ye, he poured a cup of tea naturally, and agreed.

After all, the conditions of the institute were limited. Jiang Ye came out after rushing for 10 minutes, wrapped his lower body with a white towel, and water dripped from his tight and smooth waist.

It was still raining heavily outside, but the sound insulation was good, so I couldn't hear it, and the lights were bright and dazzling.

Jiang Ye frowned and looked at the figure sitting there, his hair was still wet, he walked over and pulled over a chair.

"If you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, you will be fine if you guess, so let's talk."

"Director Zhang has a script in his hand, I want it." Tan Junxi said bluntly, propping his chin with his slender fingers playfully.

Jiang Ye: "Please."

"Please."

Tan Junxi spoke very simply, with a deep and pleasant voice.

"I don't have any sense of accomplishment for what you're begging for!" Jiang Ye was annoyed, crossed his long legs, wiped his hair with a towel, and had a hoarse voice.

"Which script is it this time? Tsk, your current status is all raised by me with real money."

It is not as convenient as Jiang's family to talk about family politics and act low-key, and they almost monopolize the lifeblood of the entertainment industry.

"So support me again." Tan Junxi smiled, leaning back leisurely on the back of the chair, with a teasing smile in his black glass-like eyes.

Jiang Ye didn't even move his eyelids, "Say, who will snatch it from you?"

"Shen Qingzhuo." Tan Junxi uttered the name in a low voice, his voice mixed with something else.

In the silent rainy night.

Jiang Ye looked at Tan Junxi's gentlemanly face like a pine tree: "Don't tell me you have no choice but to ask me?"

"It's more convenient for you here." Tan Junxi said modestly, "After all, resources need to be used rationally."

Jiang Ye dismissed it: "I think you are going to be drunk in the gentle town now, and you still have the resources of thought?"

"Do you want it? I see it for you."

"I have high vision."

"Brother Ye." Tan Junxi sighed in a low voice, "You are 25 this year, and you have another birthday, so you will be [-]."

His eyes paused for a moment, then he looked at Jiang Ye's thin waist secretly: "If you continue like this——I reasonably suspect that you have some unspeakable physiological secrets."

"Tan Junxi, if it wasn't for the research institute, I'd beat you up and down like a father." Jiang Ye's brows twitched fiercely, "Don't you know if I can do it?"

Tan Junxi smiled: "Brother, I care about you. If you want to be cured, I can introduce you to a doctor."

Jiang Ye pulled his lips: "Get out of your mother."

"I was wrong, Brother Ye."

He admitted his mistake too quickly, and made Jiang Ye's temper slump. He got into a fire, and when he saw that bullying Saixue face, he became angry, and his joints cracked.

Two years younger than him is amazing, isn't it? ! !

"What's the name of Director Zhang's play? I'll ask you to come over, so get out, it's an eyesore."

Behind Jiang Ye is Huaxing, and it is easy to get a TV series.

""Duan Ling"." Tan Junxi took a sip of tea unhurriedly, "Your tea here is not bad, I will come again next time."

"Oh, don't." Jiang Ye sneered, and without hesitation, he untied the bath towel, grabbed the pants next to him and put it on, "Buy me a pack of cigarettes when you go downstairs."

Pausing for a while, he frowned again and said in distaste: "The draft shows are all young girls, in their teens and twenties, don't harm them, why don't you come with one?"

"I really fell in love with one." Tan Junxi stopped changing his shoes, turned around, and his eyes fell on him, with long eyelashes and deep pupils.

"Then have a good time with him." Jiang Ye frowned.

Tan Junxi thought of the girl's bright eyebrows and eyes, and narrowed her eyes slightly, the eyes under the silver-rimmed lenses were meaningful: "Yes."

Jiang Ye: "Not to mention anything else, human lives can't be taken away. If you want to be unmarried and have two children, I will laugh at you for the rest of your life. You must take good measures, do you hear me?"

"Oh."

"Say I heard it."

"heard it."

Jiang Ye was barely satisfied: "Dare to break your leg against the law."

"..."

Tan Junxi didn't say a word, his expression was a little subtle.

Jiang Ye didn't even know who Tan Junxi was talking about, and he didn't expect that the circle of this world is so small, and Nie Yuan would rush to meet a bunch of people, so it's not someone else, but his own sister!

So that when the fist landed on Tan Junxi's face later, he regretted it and wished to strangle himself to death.

Brothers can be beaten, but sisters cannot be bullied.

Tan Junxi thought for a while, then whispered: "I didn't touch..."

"What?" Jiang Ye turned to look at him.

Tan Junxi looked at his clean eyebrows and eyes, and swallowed his words after being silent for two seconds, his tone was a little light: "I said my method is pretty good."

Jiang Ye was not interested in his measures. Smoking is not allowed in the institute. He had no choice but to find out a sweater and put it on. He went down with Tan Junxi, smoked a cigarette downstairs, and called Director Zhang.

"Zhang Zhicheng, right?"

Director Zhang was a little confused, he couldn't figure out how Hua Xing, the only young master, knew his number, and he called in the middle of the night: "Young Master Jiang, what can you do?"

Jiang Ye's fingertips were filled with smoke, and his profile was handsome and three-dimensional. He stood under the eaves to shelter from the rain, and the rain splashed around his feet, like a painting on a cloudy day.

The tone is idle.

"Why are you nervous?" He laughed, "I heard you have a script recently."

Jiang Ye was not used to surfing the Internet in the research institute, and even cut off all external contact during the experiment, except for a certain person who came to the door. After returning, he threw his mobile phone into the cabinet, didn't look at it, and turned to invest in the experiment.

The next morning, the rain didn't stop, it was falling patter, intermittently, the sky was always cloudy, there was no sunlight, and the air was damp and cold, trainees walked across the ground in twos and threes holding umbrellas.

Puddles shattered and splashed.

Even the atmosphere in the base was a bit more depressing.

(End of this chapter)