Shen Jiangling's eyes lit up instantly, "Yeah?"

"By the way, is Brother Yixiao still filming right now? Why didn't you come today?" Zhou Moli asked casually, his fingertips holding the steering wheel turning white.

"Yes, he has been in the crew for several months, and it is estimated that he will not come back until the Chinese New Year."

"He still likes filming as much as before." Zhou Moli shook his head and chuckled.

"Yeah." Speaking of this, Shen Jiangling couldn't help laughing, "I still remember when you were playing at home when you were young, you accidentally smashed Dad's antique vase, and then faced the wall and thought about it."

"It's been so long, it's hard for you to remember."

"By the way, with so many handsome guys and beauties in the entertainment industry, your second brother didn't want to find you a second sister-in-law or a second brother-in-law back?"

Whether it was an illusion or not, Shen Jiangling felt that Zhou Moli's voice was a little hoarse.

"My second brother said that his career is on the rise and he has no time to fall in love."

"Even if you really want to find someone, you won't be in the entertainment industry."

"why?"

"Haha, he said that he doesn't like bad acting, and he doesn't want to have good acting." Shen Jiangling couldn't help laughing.

"It's quite like what he said." Zhou Moli lowered his head, and there was a little more tenderness in his indifferent eyes.

Listening to them chatting and laughing and talking about things from when they were young, Xuelang felt very aggrieved in his heart.

What's so great about Bamboo Horse?

This Zhou Moli is so annoying, and he smiles so happily, at first glance, he is not a good person!

So is the little idiot. He hasn't seen each other for so many years, and he has no defense at all!

Snow Wolf sighed deeply, his eyes are full of lemons now, and he can't see anything else.

So sour.

After playing outside for an afternoon, Zhou Moli finally sent Shen Jiangling home, strolled around the villa area, recalled the past, regretted their sandpits and swings, and the "secrets" they once had. base".

When he got home, Xuelang was almost drowned by the vinegar sea.

When Zhou Mo left the car, he tapped his head with a smile.

Such a big man, he actually competes with a dog, really...

"Little Si, what's wrong with you?" Shen Jiangling watched Zhou Moli leave, lowered his head, saw Xuelang sullen, squatted down quickly, and asked with concern.

Xuelang whimpered and put his head on Shen Jiangling's shoulder.

Xuelang has always been aloof, and every time he touches Mao Mao on his own initiative, but now being coquettish by Xuelang, Shen Jiangling feels flattered, and his heart is about to melt.

"Is it because I've been talking to Brother Mo Li today, and I didn't play with you, so I'm not happy?" Shen Jiangling thought for a while and found a reason.

Snow Wolf rubbed against him.

Do you still know?

"Oh, I'm not doing this for the big brother's life-long event?" Shen Jiangling touched Xuelang's back twice and coaxed, "I'm sorry, how about adding a chicken leg to you tonight?"

In fact, Xuelang knew that Shen Jiangling was so good to Zhou Moli because of Shen Xuanjing, and the discomfort in his heart disappeared long ago when Shen Jiangling was coaxing him.

But in order to let Shen Jiangling coax it for a while longer, he held back for a while.

Shen Jiangling coaxed for a while, and then it reluctantly accepted Shen Jiangling's apology.

"Oh, I don't have to eat dinner today, I'm full of dog food." Gu Poxiao squatted under the window edge, sighed, and said to Gu Chenxi.

"I really want to kick the dog's bowl, oh, I want to eat human food!"

"Who wouldn't want to?"

"If it wasn't for the fact that the owner was no different from before in the company during the day, I would have thought that he was possessed by something strange!"

"Actually, there is still a difference. The last time Gu Jin stabbed such a big basket, before he changed it, he had half his life left. As a result, the Patriarch was in a good mood that day and only said a few words to him, and then asked him to make amends."

"I heard that Gu Jin asked for a photo of Mr. Shen for his home a few days ago. Three sticks of incense are respected like this a day. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Anyway, many people in the clan are now praying that the head of the family will bring the beauty back as soon as possible, so that everyone will have a good life."

"Also, we have to help the head of the family to be optimistic about Mr. Shen, and we must not let him be taken back to the nest by others!"

"right!"

After some conversation, the eyes of the two were full of anger!

Shen Jiangling didn't know what consensus the two bodyguards had reached behind their backs. He coaxed Xuelang, and he took him for a walk in the corridor for a while, then rested on the sofa with his phone in his arms.

He poked into the comment area as usual, wanting to see the rainbow farts of the readers, and the result

The smile on Shen Jiangling's face stiffened for a moment, and then disappeared little by little.

The hand touching his head suddenly stopped, Xuelang raised his head suspiciously, and saw Shen Jiangling pursing his lips and looking at the phone with serious eyes.

It leaned over curiously and exploded with rage at a glance!

"The quality of the comics is really poor now, and it doesn't feel disobedient to replace Shou with a woman, right? I'm almost suffocating, this kind of crap is still in such a prominent position! Is the editor blind?"

"You still have fantasies about the recommendation position of this website? I haven't read the recommendation position for a long time. I just slowly find my favorite comics."

"The first floor is too much, most of the pornographic articles can replace Shou with the heroine, okay?"

"...hand you a pen?"

"One thing to say, I don't think this subject has any overly feminine qualities. I want to ask you where you came to this conclusion?"

"It's not easy for the author to draw comics. If you don't like it, you can click the cross. There's no need to outline it like this?"

"This person is too hypocritical, and he even pouted and acted like a spoiled child. It's disgusting to death!"

"I can't take it either, I'm leaving."

"Thank you for demining, I took a walk."

...

Shen Jiangling looked at these comments, and his heart was blocked.

For comic authors, the works they create are like their own children, and they are all their own hard work and crystallization.