Shang Jing slanted He Jiang from the corner of his eye, and said coolly, "Acknowledging that the three thousand yuan came from the wrong way?"

He Jiang was choked to death, did he come in the wrong way?

Yes, you have come from an unrighteous path, and you must stay away from gambling as a person, otherwise your family will easily break down!

He Jiang: "If I told you in advance that you would have a batch of dishes, would you believe it?"

Shang Jing: "..." His eyeballs moved, why did he slap him backwards.

Although he often bursts with self-confidence, he can't say that he can't listen to other people's words, right?

"The important thing is that you didn't say it. You watch my jokes with others."

Especially when you use "borrow money to bet on the last place" to see a joke, you don't have any trust in your wife at all, why are you so sure of him 99100?

The internet is right, it's betrayal.

He Jiang lowered her voice: "I didn't see your joke, I just wanted to make more money to support you."

Shang Jing puffed up his face: "If you don't have a guilty conscience, why don't you dare to tell me? I'll return the money to Teacher Cen."

Zhuang Qin is still my good friend, so I'm so embarrassed to take it back.

He Jiang immediately said bad words: "Cen Fino is not a good person, I will go back immediately."

After eating the dumplings in two or three bites, he stood up and went straight out the door.

Shang Jing stopped him: "Forget it, anyway, there is nothing to spend money on, so don't."

He Jiang stopped when she heard the words, and took out three thousand yuan from her pocket: "This is what I earned today, don't get angry, okay?"

The money exchanged by sweat and hands is enough for the wife.

Looking at the brand-new cash coupons in front of him, Shang Jing suddenly remembered the live broadcast he saw today breaking corn. He felt that the money was a bit hot and he didn't dare to take it.

"Take it yourself, I, I won't spend any more." Shang Jing looked down at the fluffy slippers. It was really cold outside today, and He Jiang went to collect corn soaked in water.

He Jiang accurately caught the business dog and turned back to the phone. He was overjoyed and decided to sell miserably: "It's just for you to earn. Now, can I rest?"

The word he used was rest, and he didn't dare to mention "going to bed" at all.

"Oh, sleep, sleep..." Shang Jing stepped on his slippers, ran to the bed, patted the pillow, and lifted the red quilt, "You sleep here tonight."

He Jiang looked at Shang Jing standing beside the red wedding bed, thinking that his wife is so coaxing. It feels so good to give the money made to wife.

If only Shang Jing was really his wife, he was willing to spend all the money he earned for fun.

Shang Jing took the initiative to lay the floor, but He Jiang stopped him: "The bed is so big, it's not like we haven't slept together before."

Shang Jing didn't mind sleeping together. The problem was that he was recording a variety show. Although the camera pinched He Jiang the moment he ate the dumplings, he always felt insecure.

It always feels that people all over the country are watching him share the bed with He Jiang, and they are all ready to divorce. This is not suitable, and it is easy to set a wrong example for couples whose marriages are broken.

He Jiang bent down and was picked up and put on the bed by a ball: "Today's sailors are cold and feet are cold, please add some heat to me. I still have a sore back, can you rub it for me?"

Back pain, but can easily pick up his wife.

Shang Jing rolled over and crawled out of the bed. Although He Jiang was hateful, their relationship was not too bad now, and they should take care of each other when they were sick.

"Where?" Shang Jing tried to squeeze He Jiang's abdominal muscles.

He Jiang laughed at his tickling force, "It hurts everywhere."

"Press it."

What kind of life is this, working at sunrise, resting at sunset, and sleeping peacefully with Xiangxiang's wife at night. He Jiang wanted to leave the circle immediately and go home to grow peanuts.

Shang Jing has peeped at He Jiang's fan circle ecology, and it can't be said to be peeping. He is just looking at the official account on his mobile phone.

There are those who appreciate acting skills, those who appreciate looks, those who appreciate body shape... No matter what they appreciate, fans want to hug He Jiang's waist. They say that they have boyfriend power and explosive hormones ready to go.

For example, when he wakes up in the morning, He Jiang puts on his clothes first, tucks his shirt into his suit pants, and you are still lying on the bed. When He Jiang approaches to wake you up, he sits up and hugs He Jiang's waist and acts like a spoiled child...

Anyway, the description of the scene has nose and eyes, as if holding a handful can fly.

Shang Jing scoffed at this, He Jiang had the urge to get up, and it was basically impossible to get up before him.

Shangjing looked close at hand, and what fans thought about day and night was nothing special.

Don't you just have abs and mermaid lines?

After pressing it on He Jiang's abdominal muscles for a while as if he were playing a piano, he commented harshly: "The number is not enough, and the fingers are not enough."

He Jiang restrained: "Ten yuan is really ugly."

If he can't think of it, he will ask Shang Jing to massage him, and he will find fault.

He Jiang turned his back to Shang Jing, afraid that he would react inappropriately.

The comfortable strength fell on his shoulders. He Jiang had just enjoyed it for a while, but the strength suddenly disappeared. Shang Jing left behind a sentence, "I'm going to borrow something" and went out quickly.

Confused, He Jiang quickly put on her clothes and chased out. Don't be shy, right?

Shang Jing went down to the second floor, went to the place where the staff stayed, and knocked on the door of the photographer who followed him: "Brother, is there any safflower oil, He Jiang's waist is not good."

The photographer mentioned to him today that it is not easy to be a photographer for a reality show variety show. If you meet an artist who can run, you can be exhausted to half death, and there are always medicines for bruises in your suitcase.

Photographer: "Mr. He's waist is not good? This is serious."

He hurriedly went in and took a bottle of safflower oil out: "When I used to help my mother cut rice, I couldn't use safflower oil all day. You have to give him more kidneys."

He Jiang stood in the corridor, quietly watching the business dog spread rumors there, and couldn't help sighing.

If you can't do it, you can't do it. Let's enjoy a business view service today.

Shang Jing came back with safflower oil and drenched He Jiang's back.

He Jiang thought to himself, safflower oil doesn't need money, right?

Shang Jing squeezed He Jiang's shoulders and pinched it. It might be because the smell of safflower oil was a bit pungent, making his face hot. He wiped his face with his elbow, and felt that the heat on He Jiang's body was running to him. face came.

what happened?

Throat is also a little dry.

"Okay." Shang Jing announced.

He Jiang touched his back, oily everywhere, "At least rub it until it's dry?"

Shang Jing picked up his son: "My fingers are tired."

He Jiang unceremoniously exposed him: "If you press this twice, it's not as hard as playing the song "Flying Bumblebee"."

Shang Jing: "My fingers are so noble, didn't you insure me? Except for the piano, other things are not worth my fingers."

He Jiangxiu shamelessly said, "My body is much more expensive than a piano."

It's a pity that it is not uncommon for some people to bring their full net worth.

Shang Jing: "Don't be a hooligan!"

"State a fact." He Jiang turned his head and saw Shang Jing's blushing face, and suddenly understood something.

To be honest, before breaking up, He Jiang wasn't even sure if Shang Jing was forcibly holding his nose in those days to deal with him falling in love with him, and he couldn't even hold himself back to investigate.

Therefore, after Shang Jing lost his memory, he came to him, even though he had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, he didn't want to take advantage of others' danger.

But... Shang Jing accepted the matter of marrying him so calmly, and his face was red because of too much intimate physical contact... Even if it wasn't love, he would be enlightened.

When He Jiang saw it, she put it away and took out a few tissues: "Wipe it for me, and then go to bed."

Shang Jing slowly finished wiping, and rolled into another black and white quilt.

He Jiang: "I'm a little cold."

Shang Jing, who was steaming all over his body: "..."

After receiving the 3,000 yuan from He Jiang's labor, let's reluctantly build the same quilt with the scumbag.

He Jiang really didn't want to wake up, but unfortunately there was a staff knock on the door at 6:30.

Shang Jing wanted to get up and open the door, but was hugged by He Jiang, "Ignore him."

Shang Jing: "You have to work, hurry up."

He Jiang didn't hear it.

The staff was still knocking on the door, and then Lin Lin's voice came: "He Jiang is not easy to shout. Shang Jing, are you awake? Call He Jiang when you wake up, within half an hour."

Shang Jing whispered: "Wake up, if you don't wake up, I will bite you."

He Jiang was too domineering, he couldn't even pull out his hand to pinch his nose.

He was held in He Jiang's arms, his cheeks were directed towards He Jiang's shoulders, and he was so anxious.

After all this dawdling, how should people outside look at them, wouldn't they think they were doing something inappropriate for children?

Shang Jing: "Did I really bite?"

"Really bite?"

"Hiss." He Jiang covered his neck and opened his eyes, the Shang puppy's mouth was heavy.

The staff outside said loudly, "Is Mr. He ready? This morning, I'm going to shoot an episode of just woken up."

Shang Jingsheng was afraid of making them wait too long, so he hurried over to open the door. Boys are not girls, so they can face the camera in a suit of clothes.

As soon as the door opened, ten cameras were facing them.

He Jiang covered her collarbone with her hand: "Hurry up and shoot."

Photographer: "Is Mr. He's throat uncomfortable?"

Shang Jing: "No, he's fine."

Yesterday, He Jiang swore that as long as he had a blanket, he would never catch a cold this morning.

Shang Jing believed it, but he didn't notice that He Jiang had a cold in the morning, so he held him very strongly.

If a dog man wants to take the opportunity to pretend to be sick in front of the people of the whole country to gain goodwill, he must be upright.

He Jiang: "..."

He Jiang put down his hand: "I really don't have a cold."

Cover your teeth, you little idiot.

The business scene felt that the apertures of the ten cameras had changed, and they were blatantly shooting close-ups.

He stammered for a while, then his head twitched: "I didn't bite."

He Jiang: "Yes, there is a dog in the room."

Sending off the laughing photographer, Shang Jing blushed everywhere to find a turtleneck sweater for He Jiang.

How could he bite He Jiang in such an obvious place!

He is an idiot!

After breakfast, the program team called all four groups of guests together.

Yang Yue: "The small game that tests the tacit understanding is still the same as the last time. The team with the most tacit understanding will get 3 points, the second place will get 1 point, the third place will not get any points, and the last place will be deducted 1 point."

The game is very simple. Yang Yue asks questions and the guests answer with a whiteboard. If the two answer the same question, it is considered correct. Most of the problems are related to the other party.

Shang Jing held his amnesia empty head, it was over, this time he was going to be the last one.

He quietly glanced at investor He Jiang: Why is there such a link.

He Jiang watched his nose and heart, of course he opened the back door, but before he learned that Shang Jing had amnesia.

Later, he was too busy, and he was too tired yesterday, so he had forgotten about it.

Originally, he wanted to use the question to catch the business scene, and let him recall the time they spent together three years ago.

Yang Yue has already started to read the question: "The first question, how long have you two known each other?"

Everyone bowed their heads to answer, and when they raised the whiteboard, the guest group was about the same.

The one who has known each other for the longest time is the first group. It has been seven years and belongs to the long-distance love race.

The shortest is Cen Feinuo and Zhuang Jin, who only met in a play half a year ago.

He Jiang: "Three years."

Shang Jing: "Three years."

There was no danger. He asked Lin Lin before, and she mentioned it for three years, and she was right.

Yang Yue: "Second question, when was the first kiss?"

Ok? ? ?

Shang Jing's ears turned red, how could he still have sex problems? How could he know where he lost his first kiss.

Get one.

He Jiang asked him for a hidden marriage. He must have a clear purpose. In order to solve his physical needs, he was just tired of him now.

Analyzing this way, He Jiang would definitely coax him to do this and that not long after they knew each other.

"three years ago."

After writing, he stared at He Jiang, only to see that the other party hesitated, as if he didn't know what to write.

Shang Jing suddenly realized that three years ago, he was only eighteen years old, and he was stuck in adulthood, so He Jiang did not dare to write!

Oh, dare to do it or not, he will expose He Jiang's true face in front of the whole nation today.

The business scene confidently raises the placard.

Yang Yue exaggeratedly read it out: "Three years ago! I'm really getting more and more curious, look at He Jiang's..."

"It was also three years ago!"

Yang Yue handed the microphone to He Jiang, and eating melons is not a big deal: "Did Shang Jing turn eighteen at that time?"

He Jiang smiled: "It's full, go to freshman year, if you don't believe me, ask Shangjing."

Studio.

"It's so sweet it kills me!"

"Sure enough, there was a ghost three years ago! I feel that He Jiang was in love for a while!"

"That's right, I couldn't hold back the emotion when I first fell in love! Later, I acted very well, and I couldn't see such a beautiful wife at all."

"Neither Mr. Cen nor Zhuang Jin! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, both mothers and wombs are single. I hit it again!"

"Laughing to death, Teacher Cen even had his first kiss on screen!"

"Laugh to death, what kind of kissing scene does a military drama need?"

"Maybe I can get my first kiss on this variety show?"

Yang Yue turned the gun, looked at Shang Jing, and said, "Is that so?"

Shang Jing's cheeks flushed, and he felt that he was indirectly molested by He Jiang, and his mind was blank in all senses.

He hesitated and said, "It should be."

Next, no matter what the problem is, it involves time. He wrote it three years ago, but he didn't expect it to be all right by mistake.

In the end, he and He Jiang won the third place.

There is a person with amnesia, and it is good not to deduct points.

Yang Yue: "It's hard for everyone to play games. In order to reward everyone for their hard work in decorating the wedding room yesterday, the program team specially provided you with some props to improve the happiness of marriage."

"According to the score of the game, Liu Xin and Ju Zhou will draw first."

Ju Zhou, a female skiing athlete, reached into the lottery box and simply took out a note.

"A dishwasher."

Yang Yue congratulated her and read a list of sponsors' brands, "The dishwasher can effectively avoid disputes over who washes the dishes after eating. It's very good. Every family is worth buying one."

Huan Nalan smoked the second one. In order to get more shots, she touched the box for a long time and got a natural latex mattress.

Yang Yue: "A good night's sleep is the beginning of a happy day..."

Shang Jing is eager to try, he likes the lottery the most!

He Jiang took his hand: "You answered so many questions just now, do you remember anything?"

Shang Jing: "No."

He Jiang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. At first he hesitated to write the time of the first kiss, after all, Shang Jing had forgotten. Later, he decided to answer truthfully. He Jiang's heart beat faster when he heard the host read "Three years ago" written by Shang Jing.

As a result, for every answer in the back, Shang Jing was three years ago, and He Jiang probably understood that he had caught a coincidence.

Shang Jing: "Let me go to the draw, okay?"

He Jiang learned a lesson: "This time, I will explain in advance that you are very bad at drawing cards. You can't blame me for what you draw."

He and Shangjing didn't play chicken at the beginning. They tried many games, including drawing cards, but the luck in the Shangjing game was too bad.

Shangjing: "The best thing you can give away for free is a blank card! It's all from sponsors. If the program team prepares less, then there will be less advertising revenue, and the investment promotion department is not stupid."

He Jiang: "That's not necessarily true."

Shang Jing had an idea: "In this way, let Zhuang Qin smoke first."

Zhuang Qin: "Thank you Xiaojing, then I'll take it."

He was lucky enough to get a home theater.

Yang Yue: "A more sexual home theater is very suitable for newlyweds in the entertainment industry..."

Shang Jing grabbed He Jiang's wrist and said excitedly, "Look! I think I'm also an automatic sweeper at worst!"

He Jiang lightly grabbed his hand and squeezed: "Well, let's go."

Full of confidence, Shangjing walked to the lottery table and stretched out his hand.

There are three or four in there.

Before he made the choice, he suddenly thought of something, and asked the director wisely: "There is no content that cannot be broadcast in this lottery, right?"

Did you not receive the advertisement of the sex quotient?

If there is, then let He Jiang do it.

The director was determined: "No."

Shangjing is relieved and boldly draws the lottery.

The moment he took it out, Shang Jing's face turned green.

——Bring a baby experience coupon (open immediately).

Laugh out loud.

The live broadcast room was laughing crazy.

"8888 Baosheng's son is not deceived by me!"

"Conscience show team! Conscience mother-in-law!"