Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

Jiang Yan spoke surprisingly, and suddenly, the sound of gasping for air rang again in the hall.

For half a minute, Jiang Yan always maintained this posture. From the perspective of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, it looked like a world-famous painting. The only difference was that he was wearing clothes. Jiang's mother's pupils trembled , a partial Danxia landform slowly formed on Jiang's father's forehead.

And Jiang Yi was huddled on the other side of the sofa, looking at the big brother and the young brother who were hugging each other in fascination, and suddenly felt that he should be under the car, not here.

After one?minute?one?second, Jiang Peiliang finally spoke, his tone soaked in ice water: "You are very obedient."

Jiang Yan slowly lowered his? arm from? elder brother's? neck, then stood up cowardly, with drooping eyes and said: "brother, did I accidentally?"

There are many times when he wonders if it is because he is too rude to the scene that the plot master has been teasing him like this, and more than once or twice.

But Jiang Yan thinks, the society dead person, the society death soul, and the society death person are all masters. As long as his face is as thick as the Great Wall, then the word society death will no longer exist.

Just like now!

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

Jiang Yan quickly lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

He apologized, he pretended?.jpg

Mother Jiang just came back to her senses at this moment, her face stretched like a beagle, and she forced a smile and said: "Xiaoyan, you child, how grown up are you, why are you so careless."

Father Jiang also woke up like a dream, and felt a little embarrassed by his lack of focus just now: "That's right, the boss is a young man, and he threw himself on your brother to see if he crushed your brother."

Jiang Yan nodded again and again: "Yes, not next time."

"Really?" Jiang Pei said coldly, "I don't believe it."

Jiang Yan: "..."

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

Brother, you have learned badly!

But the elder brother is not bad and the younger brother does not love, Jiang Yan emptied himself, as if he hadn't heard this sentence? He changed the subject hastily: "Elder brother, when is your birthday?"

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

Great Onmyoji Jiang Mu provided some effective information, and replied quickly, "January [-]th."

Jiang Yan had an idea, thinking that this once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity was his chance to curry favor with his eldest brother, and immediately turned flattering: "Brother, I just happened to be free that day."

"Really." Jiang Peiliang was very shameless, and said indifferently: "I think you are free every day?"

Jiang Yan's two ears automatically blocked the insulting language, and faced the difficulties: "That day? Is your brother busy?"

Mother Jiang laughed: "Xiaoyan, maybe you don't know too well, Pei Liang doesn't have the habit of celebrating birthdays."

Father Jiang deeply agreed: "Pei Liang hasn't lived since he was ten years old."

Jiang Yichao snorted coldly at the side.

The purpose? It's too obvious!How many years has it been since the eldest brother had a birthday? He is so old, would he deliberately condescend to spend time with him to spend time with him?They're all grown-ups, yet so childish.

Sure enough, Jiang Peiliang just glanced sideways at Jiang Yan and didn't speak.

Jiang Yan looked at him helplessly, and called again: "Brother?"

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

Jiang Peiliang interrupted him, and said without expression on his face, "It depends on your performance."

Jiang Yichao: "?"

Ah this?this? ?this? ? ?

He looked at Jiangyan's back with cheerful steps in disbelief, and a prairie suddenly appeared in his heart, and he ran over [-] grass mud horses with the momentum of thunder.

Sitting on the big brother's lap with his buttocks, he was able to escape unscathed, and finally got the special treatment from the big brother by himself. This Jiangyan is so terrifying!

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother seemed to be people who had seen big storms, and they looked a little calmer, only their fingers trembling slightly.

Jiang Yichao took a deep breath and suddenly realized a truth.

In this world, as long as you have a thick skin, you can do anything? Lick enough.

Heartbeat? How about action? He raised his body slightly and sat a little to the right.

And Jiang Peiliang didn't say any bad words this time, but just turned his head slightly and took a look at him.

This time there is a show!Jiang Yi was secretly happy in his heart, and moved a little to the right without any trace——

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

Jiang Yichao: "..."

What is this trick?This trick, this trick is called self-inflicted humiliation, it is called asking for hardship, it is called self-punishment three cups, it is called inappropriate, it is called not knowing the depth.

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

Liang Xishi was in the company all morning and saw Xiao Jiang in a daze at least eight times.

He was a little puzzled.

Although it is not uncommon for others to be in a daze, it is obviously not uncommon for Jiang Yan - he is always full of energy, as if there are a lot of things waiting to be done.

When he looked over again, Bie Le appeared in his ear like a ghost, and said dejectedly, "You also found out."

"..." Ever since we had a conversation with Bie Le in the car last time, Liang Xizhi looked at him and felt a little flustered for some reason: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to deliver coffee to the boss." Bie Le said, "This way? Maybe? He will be more energetic."

"Don't." Liang Xishi nodded politely, "It's not just mental, you can jump directly to mental illness."

After he finished speaking, he didn't get the expected reaction. Bie Le still held the cup of coffee with a gloomy expression, without even raising his eyebrows.

Liang Xizhi choked for a moment: "Aren't you angry?"

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

Liang Xizhi: "..."

He turned away sadly.

Killing and punishing the heart, killing and punishing the heart!

The invisible confrontation between left and right protectors was not noticed by Jiang Yan. He was in a daze thinking about his eldest brother's birthday while sniffing.

In the past one month or so, it was cold. When he went out last time, he wore a little less. He was almost frozen into an ice skate, and he came back with a cold.

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

The well-trained right protector was very keenly aware of the boss's physical discomfort, so he stopped the verbal confrontation immediately, resumed his old business, and got into the tea room again, and quickly served a cup of Banlangen.

Jiangyan was brought back to his senses by the smell of Banlangen, and was immediately moved: "Don't be happy, you are really my caring little padded jacket."

"Boss, the flu has been very serious recently." Bie Le carefully instructed: "I bought medicine later, you have to remember to take it, don't make it worse, it's very uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yan nodded.

Just as Bie Le was about to go out, he heard Jiang Yan calling him from behind: "Little assistant, please bring some more masks back, in case it infects you, it will be bad."

Bie Le turned around and smiled rarely: "Okay."

Jiang Yan was still drinking Banlangen steaming hot, Liang Xishi came in to report work: "The current situation is very stable..." Green Onions" is filming according to the original schedule, you can visit the set at any time. The cooperative variety show is currently selecting guests, The number of artists who came to sign up was unexpectedly large, the company's

Newcomers are also preparing very diligently.As for the PR department, your keywords are still the same, your reputation is gradually improving, and your big sauce bones..."

"Okay." How about Jiang Yan? Still feeling a little ashamed? "There's no need to talk about the latter part."

Liang Xizhi said politely, "Excuse me, I thought you would like to hear it?"

Jiang Yan: "?"

Big guts!

At present, the projects are all in progress, and there is nothing to be busy about. Jiang Yan arranged the general direction for the future, and started to wander again.

Liang Xizhi always can't restrain himself, damn it? Curiosity: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, what are you thinking, so engrossed?"

"I do have something to worry about." Jiang Yan frowned, and held his cheek slightly with his hands: "I'm worried about giving gifts."

"What about the gift?"

"Um……"

Jiang Yan looked really troubled, pressing his chin, frowning and shaking his brows.

In this posture, the soft flesh on his cheeks is exposed. His skin is fair, and no pores can be seen. Under the light, it is slightly reddish, like a late-ripening peach in summer. It looks like a peach. ok? no.

Liang Xizhi's eyes couldn't help being drawn to the past for two seconds, then struggled away quickly, and asked calmly, "Maybe I can relieve your worries."

"Is that so?." Jiang Yan didn't mind if he overstepped. Anyway, the employees in his company were probably all in such a close-knit manner. He frowned and said, "I want to give you a gift?" The object is a male older than me."

Liang Xishi nodded.

Jiang Yan sniffed, and continued to describe: "He is very rich, usually serious, he doesn't like to joke, and he doesn't know what hobbies he has; but he has a good temper and is very gentle in private."

Aside from being a little pissed off? No downsides.

Liang Xizhi asked, "And then?"

Jiang Yan recalled: "I usually watch the birds, water the flowers, and bask in the sun, but the work is also quite busy."

Liang Xizhi suddenly realized: "Is that so? Ah."

He understood, it turned out to be a gift for Mr. Jiang's birthday, no wonder Mr. Jiang was so troubled.

"Elders who are old don't actually ask for any expensive gifts, as long as they can show your care for them." Liang Xishi began his "enterprise-level analysis": "I heard about it when I was in office before. , Chairman Jiang suffers from mild rheumatism, and it is inevitable that his legs and feet will be inconvenient when it is rainy, so I suggest that you give me enough energy."

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Yan said with an inexplicable face, "I want to celebrate my brother's birthday."

If the elder brother's "birthday gift" is a bag full of fitness, he must not be able to see the "sun" the next day.

Liang Xizhi: "..."

He never dreamed that the seven words "very good tempered and gentle" could be associated with the eldest young master. This is simply comparable to Kuabie Le's cheerful and lively, saying that Jing Si is resourceful, absurd and even a little magical.

Liang Xizhi finally found his own voice in Jiangyan's puzzled eyes, and said awkwardly, "This... I don't know much about Eldest Young Master."

"I think so." Jiang Yan was a little listless: "But tomorrow? It's my brother's birthday, but I haven't made a choice yet."

Time is too tight, the more he pays attention to it, the less he can find the one he likes? But surely he can't? Go there empty-handed, and the eldest brother will be angry again at that time.

"How about this?" Liang Xishi perfectly played the role of a dog-headed military adviser: "The gift is more important than the heart, not the value, whether it is expensive or not, and secondly, it can reflect your respect for the young master. ?Attention and attention."

Jiang Yan: "You're right."

"Why don't you make some small handmade gifts?" Liang Xizhi said, "I'll be very happy if someone gives me this."

"Hiss..." Jiang Yan buried his head in deep thought, then suddenly raised his head, hesitantly said: "How about I make a cake for elder brother?"

This time it was Liang Xishi's turn to be surprised: "Can you?"

"No, learn now." Jiang Yan twisted his eyebrows, poured Banlangen into his mouth, and said brokenly: "It just saves money. Don't you know, the nearest? The cake shop is really cheap, it's not so delicious , the price of each one was raised higher than the crotch of the old man who planted rice seedlings..."

Liang Xizhi looked at? Mr. Jiang, did not speak, and silently mourned for the young master from the bottom of his heart.

...hope people are ok.

That night.

The head of the department in front of him was still chattering, Jiang Peiliang looked down at the screen for the third time, but frowned slightly, the head of the head began to shake violently with his bald head, almost reflecting the light from the top of his head A rainbow is coming.

He turned his gaze back and said indifferently, "Don't talk nonsense."

On the dimly lit screen, the interface of the WeChat dialog box is displayed, and the name of Jiang Yan is displayed on the top:

[Appreciation of Human Aesthetics]: Brother, are you free tonight? [Jiang Peiliang]: Not yet.

[Appreciation of Human Aesthetics]: Alright, then I'll ask again later...

[Appreciation of Human Aesthetics]: Brother, are you free now?

[Jiang Peiliang]: No.

[Appreciation of Human Aesthetics]: Then I will come back later!

The last message on the screen showed a question from Jiang Yan, or the same content, asking if he was free tonight, but the time had gradually turned to midnight, almost twelve o'clock.

Jiang Peiliang didn't return.

Originally, tonight was vacant on his itinerary, but the company suddenly had some problems, which were considered serious, and he had to stay to deal with them.

But Jiang Peiliang somehow didn't want to reply "no" again.

Seemingly seeing the impatience suppressed by the indifferent man in front of him, the supervisor's speech rate trembled again and sped up a little.

The time slipped to twelve o'clock one o'clock one o'clock, Jiang Peiliang paused, and finally replied:

[Jiang Peiliang]: Something, don't wait?

Jiang Yan didn't send any more messages, Jiang Peiliang rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, and continued working.

It was half past one in the morning when I got home.

In fact, Jiang Peiliang didn't have to rush back, but he came back anyway.

The whole building was already dark, except for some scribbled lights in the distance that were still on. Jiang Peiliang walked into the entrance with a cold face, but saw Jiang Yan in the hall.

Jiang Yan was lying on the table with a sad face, and his head was sleepy. The cake in front of him was lit with candles, which were probably made of special materials. They hadn't been extinguished, and they were beating in the dark. Little The? Warm light.

Jiang Peiliang was startled, and noticed that he was still wearing a mask.

"...Jiangyan." He walked over quickly and said coldly, "Didn't you say don't wait?"

Jiang Yan suddenly raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and said in a daze, "Brother, you are back."

He was thinking about it. How about putting the cake in the refrigerator and freezing it? Who knows? He was fascinated by wandering around the big sauce bones, and when he looked at it, he saw more than one o'clock, thinking? Anyway, Xiuxian I have completed half of it, and it was not too late for my brother to spend a while, but I overestimated myself. In just ten minutes, I was almost sleepy and stupid.

But it seems that Jiang Peiliang misunderstood, he frowned and said in a low voice: "...Sorry, something happened suddenly."

Jiang Yan: "?!"

The sleepy bugs were scared away by him.

Did he hear correctly?Just now Jiang Peiliang said "sorry", right?

"Actually, I didn't wait?" Jiang Yan told the truth, and then said cheerfully, "Brother, since you're here, let's go to bed early after making your wish."

Jiang Peiliang didn't look at the cake, but looked at him and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Jiang Yan didn't care too much: "A little bit."

The main reason for wearing a mask is that he is afraid that if he infects his elder brother, Mother Jiang will slide down the stairs and beat him with a feather duster.

"It's getting late, come quickly." Jiang Yan whispered in the dark, took out a small colored cannon from his pocket, pulled it weakly, and dubbed himself: "Ba!"

"Unfortunately, it's too late." Jiang Yan carefully put the undamaged cannon back into his pocket, and whispered, "I can't let it go, it will disturb them to sleep."

He pushed the cake in front of Jiang Peiliang and said, "Brother, come!"

Jiang Peiliang took a deep look at him and bowed his head.

Jiang Peiliang was silent: "..."

How should I put it, this cake is not round? It's not that square. The design on the top is very artistic. Simply put, it's ugly? It's unique.

"What did you do??" he asked.

Jiang Yan blinked and nodded obediently.

It's numb, brother, hurry up, he is really going to be sleepy.

Jiang Peiliang remained silent, closed his eyes in the jumping warm light, and made a wish on such an ugly cake for the first time in his life.

There was silence all around, and he had no expression on his face. After thinking for a while, he found that he was the same as in previous years, and seemed to have no wishes to make.

There is nothing you can't ask for, and there is no one who wants to ask for it. Life is as smooth as ever, and there are no waves as always.

...but lately, something seems to be different.

Jiang Peiliang slowly opened his eyes.

I don't know if he was thinking on his own? It took too long, or he was really sleepy, but after closing his eyes and opening them? After a while, Jiang Yan fell asleep on the table?

Jiang Peiliang stood where he was for a moment, and finally walked around the table and walked in front of Jiang Yan.

The candle is still beating, and he sleeps in a ball like a child; he is still wearing a mask indoors, and his eyelashes are curled and curled. At this moment, following the rhythm of his breathing, he occasionally trembles a few times, spewing out a dense row. The? Shadow.

Jiang Peiliang paused, as if bewitched by the quiet? Atmosphere, he slowly stretched out his hand and took off Jiang Yan's? mask.

Jiang Yan was sleeping on his side, the flesh on his cheeks was exposed again, he was frowning, breathing with his mouth slightly open, his lips were a little dry, but they still looked soft.

cute.

The word flashed across Jiang Peiliang's mind inexplicably. He looked deeply at Jiang Yan, and after a long while, he finally gently stroked Jiang Yan's cheek.

Without any other meaning, it was just a touch with a touch of affection for my brother.

At least that's what Jiang Peiliang told himself?

His slender fingers accidentally touched the corner of Jiang Yan's lips, and Jiang Yan's eyelashes trembled twice, before he woke up, he muttered in a daze: "Brother, eat, eat more, turn it up, turn it up again ..."

Jiang Peiliang didn't seem to be able to hear what Jiang Yan was saying clearly. He looked at Jiang Yan's swaying lips, his expression moved slightly, but in the end he just slowly stroked the cheek flesh of his palm .

"Jiangyan." Jiang Peiliang paused, and finally opened his lips: "I—"

In the next? second, Jiang Yan turned his head itchingly. The change in posture suddenly caused cold air to pour in. His "stuffy nose" once again exerted the "huge effect" of the moment of life and death!

A sound of stone breaking the sky? Surprised like a meteorite falling from the sky? The wild snoring exploded in Jiang Peiliang's ears, like Thor's hammer swept the earth and went straight to the sky, and the earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death. Even, the volume was so loud, the decibels were so high, and the content was so pure that even Jiang Peiliang's palm, which was still placed beside his face, vibrated twice.

Good guy, even the passing ants have to wake up from the dream and probe out to see if the train derailed and rushed into the house?

Jiang Yan seemed to have never heard of it, and continued to sleep soundly: "Kao-kao-kaoah-"

Jiang Peiliang: "..."

He took his hand back blankly.

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