in the evening, Ji Naitang still called Yao Yuanjing to explain why Zhuo Xiaoxuan misunderstood that he had brain tumor because of his own pot.

"Why did you tell him I had a brain tumor? Ji Tangtang, are you still a person? You will not only be angry with me, but also curse me? "

Yao Yuanjing's voice sounded like he wanted to eat. Ji Naitang coughed helplessly and said, "I just wanted to say that you have a brain problem. It's his own understanding."

Yao Yuanjing: "you're not a person, see you in the blacklist!"

Ji Naitang was stunned for a moment. The phone was directly hung up. He tried to dial back. Then he found that his mobile phone number was indeed pulled black. He looked at the mobile phone speechlessly and concluded that Yao Yuanjing's menopause was really advanced.

When he put away his mobile phone and went back to the bedroom from the balcony, he found that Cen Muqi was already asleep. He stepped lightly to the bed, squatted down and looked at Cen Muqi's sleeping face quietly. He was really tired these two days.

Ji Naitang wants to kiss him, but he is afraid to wake him up, so he refrains. After watching for a while, he takes out his mobile phone, closes the shutter and takes a picture of Cen Muqi's sleeping face.

After taking a look at it, he thought it was really 360 degrees without dead angle. It was so good-looking. He got closer to him and took a picture of the two people with his mobile phone.

After finishing this, he continued to look at Cen Muqi, and then unconsciously fell asleep on the edge of the bed. When he woke up the next day, he found himself lying in bed.

Almost a week later, Ji Naitang just got on Cen Muqi's car after work and listened to him say, "go out to eat tonight."

Ji Naitang some doubts: "Su aunt not in?"

CEN Muqi backed up and said, "no, director Zheng wants to invite you to dinner. He said he would like to thank you for your help last time."

"In fact, it's just a little work, and I don't need to thank you for anything."

"It's a piece of cake for you, but it's a life for him. He said several times. It's not good not to go."

Ji Naitang doesn't like to deal with these things, but since Cen Muqi went with him, he didn't have any problems. However, when the car left the parking lot, he suddenly asked, "Mr. Cen, can I bring a friend over?"

CEN Muqi twisted eyebrows: "you don't tell me it's spring flower."

Ji Nai Tang: Why do I take Chunhua to see director Zheng... "

"Who is that?"

"A friend named Zhuo Xiaolin is a new comer to the entertainment industry. In fact, he is not a newcomer, but he has not been famous for a long time."

Ji Naitang did not dare to mention the last time Zhuo Xiaolin also went to the resort. He was afraid that Cen Muqi knew that Zhuo Xiaolin was an artist under the banner of Fengqi entertainment. He would not agree later.

However, CEN Muqi's focus is not here at all. He only asked, "do you have abdominal muscles?"

Ji Naitang

"I ask you."

"No

CEN Muqi raised his eyebrows: "how do you know he didn't? Have you seen it? "

Ji Naitang: Is this a proposition?

There was a red light ahead. Cen Muqi stopped the car slowly. Ji Naitang explained, "I haven't seen it, but I think he should not."

In fact, I have seen it, because last time Zhuo Xiaolin sent a fruit photo directly. Although Ji Naitang ordered a report afterwards, he felt that he could not say it.

CEN Muqi is satisfied at last. He agrees and gives the name and address of the hotel. Ji Naitang breathes out his breath and sends a message to Zhuo Xiaolin.

Zhuo Xiao - Ho estimated that he had been very idle, so he replied quickly: what do you ask me if I have time tonight? Do you finally feel that I'm a little sorry for me, so

are you ready to sleep with me?

Ji Naitang: it's just a dinner date. If you don't have time, it's OK.

Zhuo Xiaoyun: Yes, I have. The most time I have is time. Since offending the boss, I suspect that I have been hidden by the company!

Ji Naitang smiles and sends the address to him. Cen Muqi can't help but look at him.