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Chapter 23 You accompany me

The younger brother just released hundreds of millions of dollars to invest in a variety show, just to support her.

Before the money could be paid back, Lao Di was thrown out hundreds of thousands of dollars.

As a party, asking is very guilty.

Seeing Lu Jingshan's tired expression, she couldn't bear it, and quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

"What's wrong?" Lu Jingshan was still waiting for "sister" to reply, but he took out his phone first.

He pursed his thin lips, then stretched out his hand to hold her wrist.

The warmth of her palm pressed against the back of her cold hand, Fang Yimeng held his wrist with her backhand, and stretched out the hand holding the phone a little further.

She expressed her guilt very earnestly, "I can't let you lose money anymore. You are too bad at signing this contract. I will transfer 50 to you. You should pay for it first."

Lu Jingshan: ...

Selling miserably and selling too much, causing the focus to shift.

This was something that Lu Jingshan never expected.

He looked at Fang Yimeng, who looked serious, dumbfounded, and she tried to transfer money to him by operating the phone screen with one hand.

Looking at the five zeros on the screen, he knew that this matter could not be so amusing anymore, he passed behind her with his left hand, and his long arm easily grabbed the wrist that was struggling to order the money transfer.

He almost hugged Fang Yimeng in his arms.

"Your brother paid for the hot search. I'm just in charge of coordinating with the Weibo staff. I didn't bleed heavily, and I still have my old roots."

The man landed next to her ears with a low-current tone. Although the content was serious, the tone was somewhat playful, and Fang Yimeng's ears turned red when he heard the voice control.

"That's really wronging my brother." Fang Yimeng tilted his head slightly, and started talking nonsense.

Lu Jingshan laughed a few times in a low voice, but there was no sign of loosening his grip on her wrist, and he even pressed his chin lightly on the top of her head.

He half-closed his deep eyes, and his lazy tone was finally stained with sleepiness.

"Ah Yi, stay with me later, can you?"

In the quiet living room, only his whispering voice was heard.Fang Yimeng licked her dry lips, the pressure on her head was too great, she didn't dare to move, but she had a familiar feeling nestled in his arms.

At first, his figure was a little stiff, but as he lowered his posture and whispered, he gradually relaxed a lot.

"Since you are still working hard to coordinate hot searches for me in the middle of the night, I will reluctantly accompany you for a while and go to my room to sleep?"

Her tone of voice itself has the soft and greasy pronunciation habits of southerners, coupled with the guilt in her heart for Lu Jingshan staying up late to deal with her affairs, her voice is subconsciously softened, making it sound even softer.

Lu Jingshan took a deep breath, rubbed his chin against the top of his fluffy hair, and spoke a little awkwardly, "Is Ah Yi inviting me?"

invite him?

Do what adults are supposed to do?
"Sleep wherever you like! You can sleep on the sofa!" Fang Yimeng suddenly poured a large wave of yellow waste into his head.

At this moment, she was like a kitten with its tail blown out, struggling to escape from this man's embrace.

His arms suddenly became empty, Lu Jingshan fondled the cold touch of his fingertips nostalgicly, touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and let out a deep laugh.

"Then let me invite you to sit in the car with me for a while." He restrained his joking state, and the tiredness between his brows reappeared.

Fang Yimeng sat vigilantly at the other end of the sofa, "Are you a three-year-old? You need someone to accompany you when you rest."

He said helplessly and innocently, "Without my sister, I can't sleep well."

The little woman was still in a stalemate and refused to go, but he could actually see that she was in a state of compromise.

Lu Jingshan understood Fang Yimeng's petty thoughts too well, and her petty temper was too easy to coax her into submission. It couldn't be easier.

With his palm up, he stretched out towards Fang Yimeng.His handsome features softened a bit, and his deep peach eyes were filled with the deep affection that comes with him.

"I only stayed with you because my partner was tired all night. Who is a decent person to sleep with you?" Fang Yimeng's hand moved slightly, but her mouth was still stubborn to save face for herself.

The smile in the man's deep eyes gradually deepened, and he didn't say much anymore. He simply grabbed Fang Yimeng's little hand, and pressed the tiger's mouth into her palm, and then tightly held her soft, boneless little hand.

"Just this one time." With a stubborn mouth, but a very honest body, he followed Lu Jingshan and stood up.

"Well, just this time." His smile gradually spread to the end of his eyes.

Lu Jingshan took Fang Yimeng out of the Fang Zhai, and after a few steps, he saw Lu Jingshan's car.Fang Yimeng took the car keys from him first, and sat in the driver's seat.

He didn't show any doubts, but put one hand in his pocket leisurely, opened the co-pilot's door, and sat in it with peace of mind.

"You are not familiar with this area. I will drive. I know that there is a very quiet area with no cars. You can take a good rest. I may discuss work arrangements with the agent later."

Her hands were busy adjusting the main driver's seat, and when she finished adjusting, there was no response from the person next door.

She turned her head angrily, and saw Lu Jingshan pulled down the seat, his head was turned sideways towards her, his peach blossom eyes were tightly closed, and he had already fallen into a coma.

Looking at the man's closed eyes but still handsome face, Fang Yimeng thought for a moment.

After thinking about it, she glanced back at the rear driver's seat, and found that there were three or four blankets in the back. She simply grabbed a blanket, unfolded it, and carefully covered him.

I ordered the car and drove towards the second half of the community.

When the car drove to the back garden, Fang Yimeng went down with her mobile phone and answered the call to confirm the public relations content with Meng Qing, and chatted about follow-up work arrangements, and an hour had passed.

When she got back to the car, Lu Jingshan didn't look like she was about to wake up, so she simply lay down on the seat and started checking Weibo and various apps to pass the time.

Until she swiped several happy video VLOGs of girls living alone and yearned for them, a new news pop-up window popped up on Weibo Fang Yimeng Chaohua on the top of the phone.

Chaohua is almost all occupied by black fans. When there is no Fang Yimeng black material, these black fans simply use her Chaohua as life three hundred questions, and several active black fans in it have become good sisters; When the time comes, these people are particularly active in fighting.

Fang Yimeng once thought very seriously that if black fans were considered fans, she would also be a top artist with tens of millions of fans.

"Why are you looking at Weibo again?"

The man's voice was somewhat hoarse after waking up, and every word he uttered was accompanied by a low-pitched electrical sound.

"It's so difficult for me, why do I have to be scolded every day." Either by my parents, or by black fans.

Either being scolded, or on the way to be scolded.

Lu Jingshan just woke up, and he looked at Fang Yimeng with undisguised affection in his deep peach eyes.

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