Mr. always refuses to divorce

1s ago?

The first thought in Jiang Jingbai's mind was, why is this old fan named Wanli Wuyun always so fast.

Before he had another thought, the rest of the fans followed suit, clattering their praises, and Aite's comments and replies followed.

[? ? ?gentlemen? ? ?which sir?Is it the gentleman I understand? ? ? ]

[Mrs. Kirisa Qianjiang has... reached the age to get married? ? ?This, this, this... suddenly confused.jpg]

Jiang Jingbai takes business orders to see his interests, and he doesn't like to advertise on Weibo. It's a hobby for leisure time. He accidentally plays the typical representative of famous people. At the same time, he is well-known in the circle and has a good reputation. At the same time, there is very little private information leaked on the Internet.

His facial features are a likable and advantageous type, and he is easy to attract fans once he enters the circle. At the stage of newcomers who only produce films and do not go to exhibitions, most fans think he is a handsome young lady, and no one cares. The male gender on his Weibo profile didn't realize the reality until he ran into the deity when he was visiting the exhibition hall. This turned out to be a real boy with no flesh on his chest.

At that time, not to mention the fans were dumbfounded, even the fans in the circle were taken aback.

Jiang Jingbai, who has always paid attention to privacy issues, suddenly released news about his marital status and sexual orientation, and the Weibo naturally exploded. He was shocked and heartbroken.

[The person I love is married, but not me.I always thought that I was not doing well enough, but in the end, it turned out that I was missing a bird, /Smile goodbye. ]

[Crying and embracing with my friend who lost a bird in front, and uttering the voice of Husband Qianjiang waiting for me in the next life! ]

[Husband, is your husband tall enough?Are you handsome enough?Is your husband good enough for you?Husband, look at me quickly, I also have birds! ! ! ! /picture]

In the end, the male fan also posted a photo, taking a selfie in the mirror with his face covered, and angrily lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing a fairly clear outline of his abdominal muscles.

Jiang Jingbai paused for a while as he swiped across this comment, simply attracted by the gym in the background of the photo.

Nan Yue's figure is very good, with well-developed chest and abdominal muscles, strong but not exaggerated, and the mermaid line in the groin is also particularly visual.

After Jiang Jingbai got married, he had never seen Nan Yue go to any gym to exercise. He only knew that the other party used the company's internal gym occasionally, but that kind of figure was obviously obtained through intensive exercise, and it was difficult to achieve it occasionally.

Jiang Jingbai didn't click on the photo of the male fan, but only glanced at the small picture, and couldn't help but cast a glance at Nan Yue after seeing it.

Nan Yue happened to be looking over too, his gaze first fixed on Jiang Jingbai's hand, and then moved up to Jiang Jingbai's eyes.

Knowing that he couldn't see the photo clearly from Nan Yue's angle, Jiang Jingbai was still inexplicably guilty.

He and the man looked at each other, and cut out Weibo with good intentions: "Nan Yue, did you often go to the gym before?"

Nan Yue put away the phone half a minute earlier than Jiang Jingbai, and there was a faint image of "husband" on the screen before him: "It depends on the situation."

Jiang Jingbai asked: "Compared with the current frequency?"

Nan Yue replied, "Almost."

almost?Almost can build such good-looking muscles.

Jiang Jingbai thought for a while when he was in school, he was forced to run in the morning every day, but he didn't see any more muscles in his legs.

Nan Yue teased him: "Are you interested in fitness?"

"No." Jiang Jingbai denied it flatly, and explained with a smile, "It just suddenly occurred to me that many people who spend every day in the gym are not as good as you, which is a bit amazing."

Hearing this, Nan Yue realized that Jiang Jingbai was thinking of himself in front of the fans' photos just now, and even judged him a winner, so he also laughed.

It is true that he has a physique that is easy to gain muscle, but he did not spend less time on fitness the day after tomorrow, but he started earlier than others. He used various programs to relieve stress during adolescence, and his daily intake was reasonable and moderate in adulthood. Training is naturally better than ordinary people.

But Nan Yue's vanity, which has been peaceful for many years, was revived under Jiang Jingbai's praise, and he didn't intend to tell the other party about it at all.

He said to Jiang Jingbai: "Keep exercising, you can too."

Jiang Jingbai's eyes suddenly changed, first as if he was facing an enemy, but then he remembered that he had agreed to exercise with Nanyue long ago when he was at home, and he would kill him as soon as he washed his face, resigning himself to fate.

Seeing this, Nan Yue felt even more joyful, and raised his hand to touch the top of Jiang Jingbai's head, imagining to smooth his hair like before, but when he stretched halfway, he couldn't do anything with that black and translucent wig.

Jiang Jingbai was heartbroken, he pulled the hand that was hanging in the air, and looked at him with a smile.

He held Nanyue by the base of his fingers, and it was inconvenient to hold it back. His thumb rubbed against Jiang Jingbai's fingertips, allowing him to hold onto it.

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There was no traffic jam on the road, and I didn't meet a single red light. The taxi stopped near the destination before 09:30, which was about ten minutes earlier than the expected time.

Now is the time for the invited guests to arrive one after another. There are several staff members waiting at the No. 4 door, and they will quickly lead Jiang Jing's white collar to the room on the second floor near the stairs.

There are more than 20 guests today. The author and artist sang the CV, and there are all circles. There are five cosers who are members of the studio who are preparing for fan micro-films. Like Jiang Jingbai, there is only one male coser who is on his own. People share a fairly spacious lounge.

The male cosplayer and Jiang Jingbai are fans of each other on Weibo. In the past, Zhanzi often met and had a good relationship. When he saw someone coming in, he ignored the assistant who was arranging his clothes, and brushed up to him, talking as fast as a machine gun: "Qianjiang, how dare you Married? When did you get married? Oh my God, you got married when you were only so old! It was so sudden that I would suspect that your account was hacked!"

I saw Jiang Jingbai's reply in the comments.

Jiang Jingbai put the two chairs together, sat down with Nanyue respectively, and said with a smile, "I have graduated long ago, why can't I get married?"

"You are still a pure and lovely male college student in my heart, okay?" The male cosplayer covered his chest with heartache, and he had enough of acting, he slapped Jiang Jingbai with false eyelashes on his eyelids, and joked, "I said you were gay earlier, otherwise brother When I first met you in the first year, I boldly chased you, I thought you liked soft and cute little girls."

As soon as the words fell, he was glanced at by the man next to Jiang Jingbai.

The other party's eyes were quiet, and the male cosplayer was so depressed that he was dumbfounded. He glanced at Nan Yue and then at Jiang Jingbai for no reason, with doubts in his eyes.

Jiang Jingbai coughed lightly, and then interrupted: "Let me introduce, this is my husband. I had a bad cold two days ago, and he was worried, so he came with me." After speaking, he said to Nan Yue, "This He’s also a cosplayer, don’t listen to his nonsense, he has a girl he likes.”

Nan Yue's face remained normal, and he nodded slightly as a greeting.

The male coser understood that he put his head in the cannon barrel.

The assistant behind him burst into laughter, and the male cosplayer smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me, please don't mind, I'm just messing around, I'm loyal to our queen mother. The two of you saw it as a match made in heaven , Jinyu Liangyuan, I wish you a hundred years together, forever in love hahahahaha..."

After finishing speaking, he shrank back honestly and made preparations.

"That girl always claimed to be his father on Weibo, and he always called her the empress dowager." Jiang Jingbai sent a floor plan of the exhibition to Nan Yue's WeChat and showed him, "I'll wait a minute Lou, basically stay here, you can look around the map, there are more people, be careful."

Nan Yue didn't answer: "Can't I be with you?"

"Yes, yes." Jiang Jingbai plucked the hair on his forehead, "I'm afraid you'll be bored. There's nothing interesting in the signing area. You can only sit with me."

Jiang Jingbai shook his hand in front of his eyes, but Nan Yue didn't blink: "No."

Why not?

For those who are not fans, the signing area can be regarded as the most boring place. After Jiang Jingbai passed by, he couldn't care less about talking with Nan Yue, nor was he willing to leave him alone.

Jiang Jingbai knew what Nan Yue was thinking, so he persuaded him in a different way: "I'm here, at least I have some fun at the venue. I don't know what interesting stalls this year, and I probably don't have time to go shopping today, so you can help me Let me take a look, if there is anything interesting, remember to shoot it for me."

Nan Yue could also hear the meaning in his words, and nodded helplessly.

Seeing that he agreed, the corners of Jiang Jingbai's mouth curled up. He wanted to say something more, but the phone suddenly started vibrating.

Jiang Jingbai saw that Lin Jiajia was far away in the flower shop, caring about the boss, and sent Jiang Jingbai ten consecutive shots in one breath.

Lin Jiajia: [Holy shit, what's going on with your Weibo?Who took the photo for you?Really Nan Yue?Did Nan Yue take a picture of you?How did he take a picture of you?Didn't you even tell him?No, isn't he staying at home on weekends?Why did you go to G City all of a sudden?Did he go with you the day he sent you off?Are you fully recruited on the way? ]

Jiang Jingbai: [...It's not considered a trick, it's just that he saw it. ]

Lin Jiajia: [? ? ? ? ? ? ]

Jiang Jingbai tried his best to briefly describe the cause and effect: [I had a fever last night, he came to the hotel to look for me at night, and saw the C suit wig I brought. ]

Lin Jiajia: [Exciting, bro...]

Jiang Jing Baixin said that it was very exciting at that time, and he woke up sleepy all of a sudden.

Lin Jiajia: [Did you have a bad fever last night?If you need to go to the hospital to find someone surnamed Liu, it's okay, he will definitely find you faster than Nan Yue. ]

The Liu that Lin Jiajia mentioned was an alumnus of the same class as Jiang Jingbai when he had dinner.

Jiang Jingbai: [It's not serious, the fever subsides after taking the medicine. ]

Lin Jiajia sent a message of contempt: [Then what did you tell Nan Yue to do?Pretend to be pitiful and coquettish, but in the end she overplayed her head and overturned? ]

Jiang Jingbai smiled: [I didn't tell him. ]

Lin Jiajia: [Then how did he know that you had a fever and went to City G in the middle of the night. ]

Jiang Jingbai explained the reason embarrassingly: [...he made a typo when he texted him good night, and he saw that I was not feeling well, so he came over directly. ]

Lin Jiajia: […]

Lin Jiajia: [………]

Lin Jiajia made up a smile and teared her face: [Then Nanyue accepted your little hobby, and had a good sleep with you in his arms. When he woke up the next day, he watched you put on makeup and took pictures of you. You two went to Zhanzi hand in hand. ]

Not to mention, Lin Jiajia's prediction was outrageously accurate.

Jiang Jingbai replied with the expression of a rabbit lying on the ground and shaking its ears, everything was kept silent.

Lin Jiajia sent Jiang Jingbai the middle finger, intercepted and typed this chat record, and posted it to her own small Weibo: [This damned love breaks my old mother's heart every time, /picture. ]

She didn't bother to group so many people on the WeChat list, and she let her daily complaints and gossips fly to the trumpet, and the postings were also visible to her friends.

When Jiang Jingbai first registered, he had mutual fans with her, and he still paid special attention to her. As soon as Lin Jiajia posted Weibo, the update reminder would pop up on the message bar of the mobile phone.

Jiang Jingbai didn't click in, smiled and deleted the reminder, then turned to ask Nan Yue: "By the way, do you usually play Weibo? Do you want to follow me?"

Just as Nan Yue was about to say yes, he remembered that his Weibo account seemed a bit conspicuous among Jiang Jingbai's fans.

And he told Jiang Jingbai last night that he only knew about cosplay by chance.

Nan Yue looked at those bright eyes aimed at him, and couldn't help falling into silence.

... Should he talk about playing, or should he say not playing.