Quick Wear: The Crazy Criticized Male Lead Is Too Sexy and Flirtatious

Sang Tian is not a fool, how could she not see An Jin's poor acting skills.

But it's good that you are willing to spend time on her.

She turned around and glared at Shen Yu'an: "How could you do this? It's too much."

Shen Yu'an was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

It turns out that he came here purely to seek trouble.

He didn't make the little yellow-haired boy angry, but he was very angry with himself.

He now knew that he was just a part of the play between the two of them.

Shen Yu'an stood up, put on his coat and was about to leave. An Jin stood up with the help of his crutches and deliberately said, "Boss Shen, do you want to stay for dinner? The food I cooked is delicious."

Shen Yu'an turned around, gave An Jin a cold look, then turned and left.

He got angry when he got home and saw the fruit plate on the table.

Especially when seeing apples, I can think of An Jin’s smug face.

He picked up the fruit plate and threw everything into the trash can. Out of sight, out of mind.

He sat on the sofa and became angrier the more he thought about it. He absolutely could not let An Jin be so comfortable and have someone accompany him every day.

A few days later, Sang Tian received a message from Shen Yu'an asking her to do live broadcasts every night from now on.

Sang Tian was just sitting around doing nothing at home, so she could also take the opportunity to satisfy An Jin's animal desires.

If Sang Tian wants to live stream An Jin, she can’t drag her along to do it.

When Sang Tian was live streaming in the living room, An Jinchaojue inadvertently walked in with some fruit and inadvertently broke into the live camera again.

The moment An Jin appeared in the live broadcast room, everyone inside went crazy.

[Brother-in-law appears! ]

[Oh my god, I saw his face, so handsome! ]

[It turns out my wife eats so well! ]

[That figure is amazing. I can’t imagine how much my brother-in-law’s waist would shake on my wife’s body at night. ]

[Brother-in-law, check her academic qualifications! ]

Sang Tian looked at the increasingly crazy comments and finally had to close the live broadcast room.

She looked back and saw the culprit wiping his crutches with toilet paper.

"An Jin, what on earth are you going to do? Didn't I tell you I was going to broadcast live?"

An Jin pouted and looked at her aggrievedly: "I just want you to eat some fruit."

Soon, Sang Tian’s live streaming video became a hot topic.

When Shen Yu'an, who was in the company, saw the hot search, he wanted to kill An Jin, the vixen.

He doesn't object to his artists dating, but at least they should be low-key when doing so.

This time, not only Sang Tian became more popular, but An Jin also became popular.

There were even entertainment companies that openly came to Shen Yu'an's company hoping that he could get An Jin to sign a contract with them.

Although Shen Yu'an didn't like the little yellow-haired boy very much, he would never give up the opportunity to make money to others.

That night, Shen Yu'an called Sang Tian and asked her to bring An Jin to the company after his leg injury healed.

Sang Tian naturally knew what Shen Yu'an meant.

Before going to bed, Sang Tian briefly told An Jin about this matter, and An Jin refused without even thinking about it.

"Sister, I just want to stay by your side. I don't want to be a star or a model. Tell Shen Yu'an not to hit on me!"

When An Jin heard Shen Yu'an's name, he became like a cat with its fur standing on end and couldn't bear to hear these three words.

Sang Tian could only call Shen Yu'an and tell her that An Jin didn't want to.

When Shen Yu'an heard that An Jin was unwilling to do so, she got very angry in the office.

When Sang Tian was about to fall asleep, An Jin suddenly reached out and hugged her neck and said coquettishly: "Sister, why don't you just quit your job and let's go somewhere far away where it's just the two of us."

Sang Tian was sleeping so soundly that she had no idea what An Jin was mumbling.