What kind of bad thoughts can the stand-in male lead have?

Chapter 58

"Plop!" Jiang Li's heart was beating fast for no reason.

Phytolaca, who was drunk, was frank and cute.

She stepped up and kissed the corner of his lips.

Just as Shang Lu wanted to hug her and kiss her back, Jiang Li covered his mouth with his hand, "You haven't washed yet, you smell of alcohol."

"You still despise me?"

"Go take a shower and change your clothes first." Jiang Li answered irrelevantly, and dragged him in with difficulty, Maodou followed and closed the door, and then dragged him into the bathroom with Phokelus' hem in their mouths.

Although Shang Lu was drunk, he was not so drunk as to be half dead.

Jiang Li put away the hot water, put the bath towel and his change of clothes aside, helped Shang Lu into the water, and then went out.

Early the next morning, Shanglu opened his eyes and found that the place he was lying on was no longer the sofa from yesterday.

The minimalist furniture layout reminds him that this is his bedroom.

His mind was still a little dizzy and swollen, Shang Lu raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and a huge dog's head protruded out from the pillow.

Maodou tilted his head and bit a water glass from the bedside and brought it to him.

The water is still warm, it should have been poured not long ago.

Shanglu took two sips, and some images flashed intermittently in his mind, making him blush.

He drank too much last night and acted like a baby to Jiang Li?

Hey!
Jiang Li pushed the door open and entered, seeing that he was already awake, his expression was calm: "Come down for dinner, I cooked noodles, it's Wenjiu's birthday today, grandpa called to let us go over to celebrate together."

Shanglu didn't speak.

Jiang Li frowned slightly, walked up to him and put the back of his hand on his forehead.

It's not hot either.

Why is your face so red?

"Where is there any discomfort?" Jiang Li raised his eyes and glanced at him, and his eyes fell on a certain place, thinking a little.

Is it possible that the young master is still young, and there are other hidden diseases?
It doesn't look like it either.

But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, the young master is stubborn and desperate for face, even if there is something uncomfortable, it is impossible to say it.

Thinking of the last time he called her name over and over again, Jiang Li seemed to understand a little bit.

The young master may really be unable to do so without resorting to external forces.

She blinked and lowered her voice, "You want me to help you?"

"Boom!" Shang Lu blushed even more, pursed his lips unnaturally, and felt a little eager to move.

"Shanglu?"

Shang Lu pursed his lips and nodded.

Jiang Li got up and went out, and when he came back, he held an iPad in his hand, folded it and pushed it in front of Shang Lu.

Jiang Li's face was also a little red, "I can only find this, although it's not a real person, but it should be able to make do with it."

Shanglu:?
With a sullen face, he clicked the pause button and turned up, and the resentment on his body became heavier.

"Where did you get these things?" Shang Lu said angrily.

Forget about the outsiders, what the hell are tentacles?

And real ones?
Has she seen anyone else?

Fuck, why can't he see that what she reads is profound.

Not to mention learning from him, he never taught her to read these things.

Jiang Li coughed unnaturally and avoided answering, "Remember to go down to eat."

She is also an adult herself, and she has always had a wide range of hobbies, and she has saved a little bit of corresponding resources.

After getting to know Wenjiu, the door to a new world is truly opened, and the resource base has grown rapidly as a result.

However, compared to warm wine, her ability to accept is still limited.

An hour later, Shanglu came downstairs.

His face was still ugly, he threw the iPad on the table casually, and stared at Jiang Li with resentment.

The noodles were a bit lumpy, so Jiang Li cooked another bowl for him.

The more Shang Lu thought about it, the more angry he became, he was so full, how could he still have the appetite to eat?

But he didn't want to waste food, so he finished a bowl of noodles with impatience, and took the tableware into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Jiang Li came out after putting on her makeup, bent down and patted Maodou's dog's head: "Be good, stay at home and wait for mom to come back."

Wen Restaurant is located in a villa area not far from the old house, and all the people who come here are young people.

As soon as Jiang Li got out of the car, Wen Jiu threw himself into his arms: "Jiang Jiang, come with me, and I'll take you to meet my parents."

Wen's father and Wen's mother were talking to a person, and Jiang Li was dragged by Wen Jiu to walk over, only to realize that the person was Shang Xingyan.

He is wearing a light gray suit today, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a tie clip pinned to his crimson striped tie. His gestures are indescribably extravagant.

Shang Xingyan took a glass of wine from the waiter at the side and handed it to Jiang Li, "Long time no see, Ah Li."

Jiang Li lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, shook his head, "I can't drink, thank you uncle."

Cold and distant.

Shang Xingyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

It shouldn't be like this, she used to say exactly what she said to him.

Wen Jiu looked at the two of them curiously, "A Yan, did you and Jiang Jiang know each other before?"

Just as Shang Xingyan opened his mouth to speak, Jiang Li stepped forward, "It's just a classmate."

The phrase "it's just a classmate" made Shang Xingyan clenched his fingers.

Wen Jiu suddenly realized, "Oh yes, I remembered, Jiang Jiang also graduated from Beijing University, so if you say it like this, Jiang Jiang and I are also alumni!"

"Indeed." Jiang Li looked at her with a slight smile and nodded.

Father Wen glared at Wen Jiu: "What are you talking about? What does it look like? In front of Mr. Jiang, restrain yourself."

"It's okay." Jiang Liren let Wen Jiu pull her by the shoulders and used her as an umbrella, "Wen Jiu is very nice, we are friends."

Father Wen started his career in real estate. Although he couldn't stand on a par with Huasheng and Shang's Group, he was well-known in shopping malls.

Wen Jiu pursed his lips and "hummed" at Father Wen, "I know you're going to kill me. Let me tell you, old Wen. From now on, I will always be under the protection of Mr. Jiang. We have a very good relationship!"

Shang Xingyan's eyes darkened.

Nor should it be so.

Obviously, he was the only one by her side before.

He held Wen Jiu's hand and brought her to him. Wen Jiu didn't know anything about his emotional changes, so he took his arm and took the glass of white wine from his hand.

Shang Xingyan was stunned for a moment, and after giving her the wine, he reached for the orange juice, but was taken a step ahead by a big hand with sharp bones.

Shang Lu raised his chin provocatively at him, then turned around and gave Jiang Li the orange juice, and put his free hand on Jiang Li's shoulder.

Father Wen glanced at Shang Lu, "This is Young Master Lu, right?"

"It's me, Shang Lu." Shang Lu nodded, and after greeting him politely, he focused all his attention on Jiang Li.

Shanglu is well-known in the circle for his self-willed and rebellious personality. Although he is idle all day long, he can't stand it. This is the sole heir appointed by the old man of the merchant.

Most of the shares of the Shang Group are under his name, and Shang Xingyan, the CEO, is just a name.

After all, he was also working for Shanglu.

Outsiders can't see clearly, flattering and courting the wrong person, Father Wen, a veteran of the shopping mall, knows everything in his heart.

If her own daughter can really establish a good relationship with Jiang Li, she will be able to follow the vines to climb up to Shanglu, and the Wen family will really climb up to the Shang family.

"Then you young people can play first." Father Wen smiled with satisfaction, "Let's go for a walk."

A few girls came over and called Wen Jiu, Wen Jiu and Jiang Li greeted each other and followed them with Shang Xingyan on their arms.

A group of girls chatted and laughed together, Jiang Li broke away from Shanglu's hand and leaned against the railing to watch.

Except for necessary entertainment, she rarely attends parties.

She has no friends, and most of the people who can surround her come because of her title of "Mr. Jiang".

To be honest, I have been alone for too long, and I am actually very envious of the feeling of being surrounded by friends, joking and playing around.

Just like Wen Jiu and her friends, like Shanglu and Song Dynasty.

Shanglu raised his arms to support her shoulders, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "President, it's still early, do you want me to take you out to play?"

(End of this chapter)