I Really Don't Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

everyday love

sheng mingzhi is not a person who loves to cry, but every time he sheds tears, it is related to lu jiayan.

and this time it was even more humiliating, and he couldn't lift his head a little embarrassed after crying.

apparently the mood has stabilized.

lu jiayan obviously felt the body of the person in his arms stiffen slightly for a moment.

sheng mingzhi still buried his face and did not look up.

lu jiayan asked him, "what's wrong?"

sheng ming said in a muffled voice, "my eyes hurt." crying so a snowy day, the cold wind blew, and the tears froze.

can it not hurt?

lu jiayan tried to hold his chin up.

as a result, sheng mingzhi fiercely refused, and the little ancestor hugged him even tighter and did not let him see: "wait! "doesn't it hurt?"

"but my eyes are swollen from crying." sheng ming was straight-forward: "ugly." it should be pretty ugly.

sheng mingzhi this person is a small flower peacock with flowers and branches, today in order to record the material, the makeup artist sister also specially gave him a thin layer of powder, and now he must be crying.

think with your toes and know that it is not good.

sheng ming thought to himself, according to the development of this plot, lu jiayan should next say, "no matter what teacher xiaosheng looks like, he is the best looking in my heart", so that he can barely show him his less trim side!

obviously, lu jiayan will not be able to improve emotional intelligence in some aspects because after falling in love. <

after half a moment, he said, "what ugly look have you ever seen?"

sheng mingzhi: "..."

that's right.

sheng mingzhi raised his head and was expressionless: "do you think that our current feelings are already very stable?"

in fact, it is not ugly, that is, the eyes of the crying are red, the tip of the nose is also red, and the eyelashes are still hanging teardrops.

looks like a poor puppy.

lu jiayan raised an eyebrow: "yes, it's still quite stable?"

sheng mingzhi: "oh. it was already crumbling. 

he returned all the touches he had just touched.

dog man!

the lady in charge of the milk tea shop interrupted their conversation.

more than forty cups of milk tea is not a small quantity, and after the hostess and his son packed it together, they sent it to the crew along the way.

sheng mingzhi did not do such a tiring job, he just directed the son of the boss lady to run around the west, and there was no sense of guilt at all.

the boss lady's son is in his early twenties, a college student, who seems to be enjoyed by sheng mingzhi's conductor, while packing milk tea while looking for a topic to chat with sheng mingzhi.

it was as if when he lu jiayan was dead.

sheng mingzhi asked the boss lady to borrow a bottle of makeup remover and wiped the thin powder on her face.

lest the tears make it ugly one by one.

after the boss lady's son packed up, she volunteered to help sheng mingzhi mention it. <