When his feet landed on that thing, Jiang's whole body trembled, as if his whole body had been electrified.

Although he is very good at talking, but when he is in battle with real swords and guns, he is completely cowardly, wishing to wrap himself up.

But after doing everything, Wen Shiqing didn't even persuade him, so why did he persuade him?

So Jiang already had the courage to move his toes lightly, and said in a natural tone, "Is this Uncle Wen's purpose?"

The front bulkhead has been raised.

Wen Shiqing's throat rolled slightly, his eyes were dark.

Just when Jiang was about to continue acting as a demon, he raised his hand and grabbed the boy's feet.

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, which made Jiang feel numb all over.

"Xiaojiang is messing around."

Jiang Ji's whole body was not well. His white and tender feet were held and rubbed by wide and rough hands, and he seemed to be able to feel the clear lines of the palms.

Jiang Ji raised his head slightly, his slender neck protruding from his collar, he looked like a glass doll that would be shattered at any time.

The mouth is still playing: "I know why uncle can't be my father..."

Wen Shiqing raised his eyebrows and looked at him leisurely.

In this posture, Jiang Ji hangs his hands bent on his body, leaning towards him like sandalwood beads, restraining others while seducing the abyss at the same time.

"Because uncle can't fuck his son."

Wen Shiqing paused, gave a low laugh, released his grip on his feet, and condescended to put on his shoes, from beginning to end in an orderly manner, sitting still.

His voice was hoarse, like a banished fairy who had fallen into a demon, and his voice seemed to have something wrong: "Actually, it's not impossible to fuck my son."

While putting shoes on him devoutly, at the same time, he was talking nasty words with a fairy air, Wen Shiqing could control it, but he couldn't.

Just then the car stopped, parked downstairs in his house.

Jiang Ji got out of the car in a hurry, he was afraid that the car would be shaken for 300 rounds in the car.

For the time being, he has no intention of developing friends with guns, and he can't be caught by the old fox Wen Shiqing so quickly, so he has to put a long line to catch big fish.

Just as he was about to close the car door, he bent down suddenly, got his head into the car, and said with a smile: "I forgot to say, thank you uncle for saving your life this time, uncle, let's play by yourself, I won't accompany you."

As he said that, he didn't give Wen Shiqing a chance to react, he limped away with his shoes half on.

And Wen Shiqing, who was sitting stiff in the car, stroked his suit pants without changing his expression, the darkness in his eyes melted away, leaving only Wen Wen's faint emotions, which could be seen through at a glance, but nothing could be seen through at a glance.

Assistant Yang looked at his nose, nose and heart, and dared not say anything.

Jiang already hurried back to the apartment, and then hurried into the bathroom.

He stared at himself in the mirror intently, blushing like a ghost, he could be called the blushing little idiot of the year.

Thinking of what he did just now, he silently gave himself a thumbs up.

Really awesome, flirting with Wen Shiqing in front of him, I'm really not afraid of being eaten to the bone.

Then I was a little annoyed, obviously I couldn't control it first, and it was him who moved his feet and fled.

Thinking of his feet, Jiang Ji looked down at his own feet again.

White and tender, although he used to do a lot of farm work, he never cared for his feet.

If he hadn't known that Wen Shiqing was an invisible foot controller, and had taken a fancy to his feet, he might not have noticed that his feet were different.

Jiang had stood up, rubbed his own feet, looked left and right, but found nothing extraordinary.

The star's feet on TV should be thousands of times prettier than his, right?

Is there any extraordinary taste?

Jiang already leaned over with difficulty to smell it.

"..."

He found that Wen Shiqing's eyes were really unique.

But in order to make Wen Shiqing's unique gaze last longer, Jiang has decided to take care of his feet more from today, maybe he can conquer the universe with his feet.

Jiang Ji rubbed his feet, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

It's no wonder that when Wen Shiqing saw Wen Shiqing in the elevator, Wen Shiqing would pay attention to his feet, and it's no wonder that Wen Shiqing would specially prepare shoes for him, and would come in in the middle of the night to rub medicine on his feet. It turned out that it was because he liked his feet.

In fact, Jiang had discovered this a long time ago, but he was still not sure.

After all, it's hard to guess what the boss is thinking.

I didn't expect to try it today, it really is.

Jiang Ji, who has enjoyed all kinds of porn, is now aroused by a certain sexual obsession, and his heart is itchy.

It has to be said that Wen Shiqing really fits all his fantasies about the protagonist, and even his hobbies hit him very well.

Jiang already took out the paintbrush from his bag with itchy hands, and decided to draw a few strokes by himself.

He is very interested in drawing, one of the reasons is that he likes to read manga.

But he has never drawn comics, and only has a few fans on Weibo. He occasionally draws to satisfy his cravings.

It's not that he didn't think about studying art in the past, but he couldn't guarantee that once his interest turned into a profession in the future, he would still like it so much, so he dismissed the idea.

Good as a hobby too.

This painting was drawn until it was dark, and Jiang Ji raised his head and looked out the window in a daze until his stomach growled.

When the lights came on, the night was dim.

He touched his stomach, exported the manuscript, and posted it on Weibo.

He has such a habit, he wants to maintain an account, and at the same time, he wants to use it to save manuscripts. It is inevitable that sometimes they will be lost due to negligence, but he can still save them on Weibo, and read them whenever he wants.

However, after drawing for a long time, it is still a sketch, and Jiang has been revising and modifying it, and he is not satisfied.

Wen Shiqing's image has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is difficult to draw his appearance with a few strokes.

Jiang Ji has always been confident in his painting skills, after all, he has been painting since he was a child, but when it comes to Wen Shiqing, he seems helpless.

As soon as the draft was sent out, there were fans who were so cute and yelled, calling it so astringent.

Jiang has put a question mark.

After a while, fans came to chat privately.

"How cute is Caocao": Mrs. Mrs., what kind of comic do you draw? It's so poignant to me ahhhhhhh

"San Shui": It's not a fan, it's a random drawing

"How cute grass": ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, looking forward to his wife's finished product, the fantasy limbs have been moved.

"Sanshui": Ah, I don't think the painting is very good.

"How cute is grass": Is this the legendary Versailles?

Jiang already covered his face. He really felt that the painting was not very good, and it didn't draw a third of what he imagined.

"Sanshui": Maybe it's because real people look much better than this.

"Sloppy is so cute": Nani???Is it real?Do you have real photos, do you have a partner [shy]

"Sanshui": No photos.

Does this mean that she wants to hook up with Wen Shiqing?

He hasn't hooked up yet, how can he let others hook up?

However, he really didn't have a picture of Wen Shiqing.

Even if you search the Internet, there are very few found, at most it's just a back view or a profile shot.

"How cute is Caocao": Ah, okay, okay, but why can't my wife try to get a detailed picture?Too astringent, I really like it!

"San Shui": Can I tell what's wrong with just the line draft?

Although he did intend to paint in that direction, he really didn't know it was so obvious.

"How cute is the grass": Of course, of course, I almost suffocated when I kissed the instep.

What Jiang has painted is a man wearing a bath towel, kneeling on one knee, kissing the instep of a person, and surrendering to the person's feet with an extremely devout appearance.

Thinking about it this way is really intriguing.

Jiang already propped his chin, thinking of something.

He switched out of the interface, found Wen Shiqing's number, copied it to WeChat and searched.

He has Assistant Yang's WeChat, but not Wen Shiqing's.

After searching the phone number, found Wen Shiqing's WeChat account as wished.

However, the profile picture on WeChat was black and white, and there was nothing there. Originally, he wanted to find out if there was a photo of Wen Shiqing, so that he could draw better.

Now that don't see it, can only give up.

However, he added WeChat without hesitation.

Afraid of being rejected by Wen Shiqing, he wrote his name in the column of adding friend information.

He didn't expect Wen Shiqing to pass right away, so he switched out of the interface, and roughly talked about the time to produce the detailed map with Hasty and Cute, then packed his things and prepared to go out for dinner.

Because of the reason why he was kidnapped when he went out last time, Jiang already sent a text message to Zhang Wen, asking him to call him back in half an hour.

Zhang Wen was playing a game, knowing his concerns, he immediately expressed his affirmation.

Jiang had let out a breath, and went downstairs to go out.

The restaurant he often goes to is across the street. Jiang Ji looked at the time and glanced around vigilantly, only to see a car parked on the side of the road. Jiang Ji didn't take it seriously until he was about to go around., the headlights flickered.

He just looked up.

Xu Mucheng got out of the car and walked over with a cold expression, "Where are you going?"

Jiang already took a step back subconsciously, looking at him with some vigilance: "What are you doing here?"

Seeing his avoidance, Xu Mucheng only felt that it was intrusive and dazzling, he hurriedly looked away: "I'll see you off."

"I'm passing by here after get off work, let's take a look." He couldn't help but soften his voice: "Why didn't you tell me when you were discharged from the hospital today."

Jiang already thought it was a little funny. He folded his hands and was three steps away from Xu Mucheng: "What is Mr. Xu doing? When I was nice to Mr. Xu before, Mr. Xu always warned me to keep my head clear. Now weThe agreement has expired, why is Mr. Xu still sticking to it like a dog."

"President Xu didn't suddenly realize that he fell in love with me, did he?" Jiang Ji said in an exaggerated tone.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he just wanted to use this kind of words to scare Xu Mucheng back as before. Xu Mucheng would definitely scold him for being sentimental, and then leave in shame.

But when he saw Xu Mucheng's ugly face, but he didn't shake his hands and leave, instead the expression on his face was a little flustered, Jiang Ji's heart sank suddenly.

He didn't feel happy, he just felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Fuck, it's over, this is playing Dafa.

Xu Mucheng was so abnormal, if Tang Suisui knew about it, he would want to eat his flesh and blood.

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