If you don't marry a daughter-in-law, you will inherit the family property

Lin Sheng blushed and pulled his pants tighter.

Ji Yaoli withdrew his hand, took a step back, looked down at his ankle, the black cashmere socks he sent were on the bottom of his trousers, and the corners of his lips curved.

At this point, he noticed that Lin Sheng was wearing a blue and white loose school uniform, with fluffy hair drooping in front of his forehead, no foundation was applied on his face, and even the small moles on his cheeks were full of youthful breath.

Ji Yaoli admired it quietly, and Lin Sheng turned sideways embarrassedly, "I just happened to be filming the memory killing when I was studying..."

There seemed to be a different emotion in Ji Yaoli's eyes, Lin Sheng asked:

"President Ji, what are you thinking?"

"I..." Ji Yaoli laughed again and again, "I was thinking, what would it be like if we were together when we were studying?"

Lin Sheng heard the words, and thought about it, "When I was in junior high school, there was an accident at home, and I was in a daze for a while. Mr. Ji must be a popular, good-looking senior in school, and I guess he is not the same as me. will be tied together."

Ji Yaoli was silent and did not answer.

"Ms. Lin—Ms. Lin—" A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the bathroom.

Lin Sheng changed, and said in a low voice: "Oh no! It's the scene recorder, and he probably told me to go back to filming."

Between two breaths, Chang Ji walked into the men's toilet, "Eh? Teacher Lin said he was going to the toilet..."

Lin Sheng was so nervous that his nerves were tense, and he looked at Ji Yaoli for help.

"Why is this compartment locked?" Changji murmured to himself, thumping on the door, "Ms. Lin, are you in there? The director told me to come and find you."

Lin Sheng's face paled an inch. Seeing Ji Yaoli pursing his lips and thinking about something, he was very anxious and looked around. This cubicle didn't even have a window to the outside, and the surrounding areas were relatively high, so he couldn't even escape.

Chang Ji vaguely heard the sound of breathing in the compartment, and he felt suspicious, "Mr. Lin, is it you? Why don't you speak? What's wrong?"

The subconscious reaction of people is to bend down, and he is no exception, squatting down to see if there are any feet in the crack of the door.

Lin Sheng noticed that the people outside the door had suddenly quieted down. He realized this in shock, and looked at the squatting toilet in despair. Why is it not a toilet, otherwise he could still stand on it.

Let the reporter see two pairs of feet inside...

At this moment, Lin Sheng's eyes widened, because Ji Yaoli suddenly approached, and put his arms around his waist, forcing his feet to hang in the air. Lin Sheng's long legs had nowhere to rest, and hit the wooden board of the compartment, making a bang. sound.

Ji Yaoli quickly slipped his hands down, bent his legs, and let him wrap around his waist...

Lin Sheng almost exclaimed!

Ji Yaoli hugged him and spun around, then stood on the squatting toilet.

The breaths of Lin Sheng and Ji Yaoli spread on each other's faces. He was equivalent to sitting on Ji Yaoli's abdominal muscles.

But Lin Sheng couldn't breathe, and the first time he saw Ji Yaoli in his mind, when he was lying in the bathtub, the heaving chest muscles were now tightly attached to his sensitive parts, and his whole body was about to explode. blank.

The banging on the door became more urgent, "Mr. Lin? Is it you, Mr. Lin? Are you okay?"

Ji Yaoli saw Lin Sheng dumbfounded, so he had no choice but to hit his head with his forehead and make a mouth shape: "Speak."

Only then did Lin Sheng come back to his senses, forced himself to remain calm, and said loudly:

"No, it's all right. It's just that I got angry recently, and I'm a little constipated. I've been squatting for a long time. You go back first, and I'll be back in a while."

The field recorder outside heard the echo, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "Okay, Mr. Lin, hurry up."

Ji Yaoli and Lin Sheng looked at each other in silence, until the sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away, and Lin Sheng's heart fell to the ground completely, no... his heart was still in midair, because his body was still in midair.

"President Ji...President Ji? Let me down." Lin Sheng was really shy and didn't have the nerve to look him in the eye.

Ji Yaoli coughed twice, put him on the ground steadily, and laughed, "If you pant twice, maybe I can't help but kill you."

Lin Sheng blushed until his forehead was sweating.

He patted the folds on his clothes, wanting to leave the ambiguous room, "Well... the director is urging me, I'm leaving first."

"Lin Sheng." Ji Yaoli suddenly stopped him.

He paused with the hand that opened the door, "Huh?"

"I have a party tonight." Ji Yaoli said.

Lin Sheng replied in a daze: "Go and do your work and pay attention to your health."

It wasn't until he ran away that Lin Sheng realized that Ji Yaoli's words just now were weird, as if he was reporting the itinerary with him, but he really seemed to be in love. He pursed his lips, thinking of the intimate and bold gesture of the two just now, My heart pounded wildly, and I quickened my pace.

Ji Yaoli did not return to the company immediately, but stood in a relatively secluded equipment shed, quietly watching Lin Sheng filming.

He didn't say anything, because he was afraid that he would get too close and affect Lin Sheng's performance.

Just looking at it, his brows furrowed, and gradually his face darkened a lot.

Since it's a youth drama between Xinxia and Xinyi, Azan's presence is naturally indispensable. The director ordered Mu Nan to change into a school uniform and shoot the campus scenes together.

When Xinxia was in high school, Xinyi was still in junior high school, but now the children are more precocious, with a spring heart. Xinyi has a cute appearance and a cute personality. She often receives favors from boys and is always pursued when she returns home. Forcibly stuffed milk tea, fed the whole family fat.

Recently, Xinyi ran into trouble, and was attracted by a gangster in the factory next door. The gangster harassed her every day when she was out of school and blocked her way. She is after school.

Xinxia asked her younger sister about the look of that bastard, and she said she had a round face and long hair.

Xinyi hadn't finished school yet, Xinxia looked around at her school gate, and found an extremely suspicious person, young and impulsive, who came up to serve her with fists.When Xinyi came out, her elder brother was wrestling with a stranger, and hurried up to try to persuade him, Xinyi realized that she had misunderstood the wrong person, and quickly apologized, but Azan had a bad temper, and gave him a slap in the face, He left without saying anything.

This misunderstanding has been haunting Xinxia's mind. To his surprise, he met Azan at school. He turned out to be a student in the music class next door to him. He wanted to give Azan a formal apology. He followed far behind, but he just didn't have the courage to go forward.Moreover, he also found that Azan often works in bars, and sometimes he even gives the resident a shift. He was completely attracted by Azan's persistent appearance when singing.

Once again after school quietly followed Azan, when passing a corner, Xinxia was thrown against the wall by Azan who had been waiting, and the latter raised his chin with his fingers:

"What do you want to do sneakily? Do you want to fight?"

This is the equipment shed.

An Qian peeked at Ji Yaoli's gloomy face, stepped back cautiously, and was stopped by him:

"Do you think those two... are compatible?"

An Qian immediately shook his head like a rattle, and Ji Yaoli increased his volume, "Tell the truth."

An Qian straightened his shirt, "Director Luo's team has always been conscientious. After wearing a wig, this little brother Mu Nan really looks like a rock singer. Standing with Mr. Lin, let alone quite flirtatious."

"With a baby face, what are you flirting with?" Ji Yaoli said without emotion.

An Qian couldn't hide his distaste: "You don't understand this, right? Modern people like little milk dogs and little milk wolves, which can arouse their inner desire for protection."

Ji Yaoli glanced at him, with icy shards in his eyes, An Qian shivered from the cold, and muttered: "Obviously you want me to tell the truth..."

Ji Yaoli walked towards Luo Ming's director's chair, Luo Mingyi offered his seat, and he waved his hand to signal that he would leave soon.

Feeling his low air pressure, Luo Ming sweated in his heart.

Suddenly, I heard Ji Yaoli say: "Scumbag." He has read all the scripts. This Azan is an idealistic person. Later, when he was poor, he relied on Xinxia for relief. In the end, he cheated. Scum, Lin Sheng acted in many crying scenes in this drama for him.

Luo Ming smiled apologetically, "President Ji, the plot needs the plot, please watch the drama rationally."

Ji Yaoli: "It's too scumbag, I remember his final end is unemployment, right?"

"His unemployment is not just as simple as losing his job, but also the shattering of his dreams..." Looking at Ji Yaoli's unhappy face, he changed his voice: "It's not miserable enough, if the screenwriters are not allowed to change it, they will be in debt on the streets What do you think?"

Ji Yaoli snorted, as a tacit consent.

In front of the camera, Azan was touching Xin Xia's hand with a look of anger.

Ji Yaoli narrowed his eyes, picked up the script in Luo Ming's hand, turned two pages back, raised his eyebrows:

"KTV drunk kiss? Why don't I remember this scene."

"I added it temporarily. The screenwriter felt that the dramatic conflict would be more intense." Luo Ming praised, "This is simply a work of art. The ignorance of youth and the desire for desire are so romantic!"

"Deleted." Ji Yaoli threw the script back into his arms.

Luo Ming looked puzzled: "??? Why?"

Ji Yaoli: "The influence is not good. Xinxia and Azan are still underage. The regulations of the General Administration do not allow it. To be on the safe side, don't play any sidelines."

"Ah?" Luo Ming was confused, "Didn't you say that this movie doesn't care about the domestic box office, and it was sent directly to foreign countries for awards? There are no such rules in foreign countries..."

"You remember wrong." Ji Yaoli's expression was light.

Luo Ming twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up the walkie-talkie, gritted his teeth and said, "Screenwriter, come here."

Ji Yaoli left in satisfaction, sat in the back seat of the car, and said to An Qian:

"Turn on the music."

An Qian pressed the play button, and the melodious violin sonata echoed in the carriage.From the rearview mirror, he peeked at Ji Yaoli, who was resting with his eyes closed. Little brother Mu is also the director's boyfriend, and he hasn't seen the reincarnation of Lemon Essence.

Ji Yaoli sat up abruptly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said righteously:

"No, I have to call the General Administration. If you are underage, I always feel that it is right not to hold hands..."

An Qian honked the horn and roared: "Please leave the current school drama to the meat!!!"

Ji Yao paused, put the phone away, "That's fine."

An Qian turned up the volume of the music, pouted his mouth and commented:

"You can do whatever you want, but being jealous is No. 1."

The author has something to say: Don't bother me with the back-to-back hero General Bureau, lemon essence.