Boss, She is Unparalleled

   Chapter 823 Contract Lovers (12)

  Lu Pei looked at his phone without even moving his eyes.

   obviously doesn't care at all.

  Ye Tianming didn't think about what Lu Pei could do, but he just thought that the little stand-in now is a lot more interesting than before.

   "She ran to Continent M."

  Lu Pei was stunned after hearing this, and couldn't help frowning, "What are you doing there?"

   She was reluctant to let her go abroad with him before, but now she ran out of the country alone.

   "Hey, Brother Lu, don't say that the little body double doesn't wear makeup now, that face is absolutely amazing."

   "I dare to make sure that if she signs with my brokerage company, within two years... oh no, within two years she will definitely become popular!"

   Ye Tianming stared at the unclear face in the picture, and couldn't help but admire.

  Lu Pei glanced at Ye Tianming's phone and was startled.

   is really beautiful.

   seems to be different from before.

  Lu Pei forced the thought out of his mind, and then thought of Jiang Xi, his face sank again.

  Ye Tianming thought that he was here to say that Jiang Yu Lupei changed his face, and hurriedly walked away with his mobile phone.

   Next time you see a stunt double, be sure to ask her if she wants to debut.

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   The second month of coming to Maryland, Christmas is just around the corner.

   Following the local customs, Su Yi woke up early on Christmas Eve, climbed to the third floor and knocked on Jiang Yu's door.

   Regardless of Jiang Yu's willingness or not, he stuffed Jiang Yu with a box of decorative items.

   "Jiang Jiang, let's decorate these things together!"

   Jiang Yu lazily yawned, put the box on the terrace, then took out a small green pine tree the size of a palm, and asked Su Yi downstairs, "Where is this hanging?"

   Stepping on the stool and hanging decorations on the Christmas tree, Su Yi replied, "Just stick it directly on the window."

   Jiang Yu tore off the paper on the back and slapped it on it.

   This homestay business opened by Su Yi is not a bad one.

   One is because the guests don't like the flowers in the yard, which can easily cause their intensive phobia.

  The second is because the geographical location is too remote.

   Around Christmas, only Jiang Yu and Su Yi were left in the entire homestay, as well as a photographer who came to collect the scenery two days ago.

   Out of courtesy, Su Yi knocked on the photographer's door while eating hot pot.

  The photographer is a global traveler, with a beard on the chin, looking a little scruffy, but with a humorous and witty language.

   Jiang Yu was as quiet as a chicken throughout the whole process, chatting with Su Yi and the photographer there.

   The two of them did not communicate in a single language.

   Jiang Yu wrote down roughly five or six kinds of looks.

   When the two chatterboxes met, Jiang Yusheng was afraid that the roof would be lifted.

   After eating the hot pot, Su Yi took out two bottles of wine from nowhere, and then thumped for a while, turning out several wine glasses.

   "Today, we won't go home if we don't get drunk!"

   Before Jiang Yu could open his mouth to refuse, a glass of wine was stuffed into his hand.

   "Jiang Jiang, I won't go home if you don't get drunk!"

   Jiang Yu: "..." Is the spicy pot bottom also intoxicating?

   After a bottle and a half of wine came down, Su Yi buckled down the guitar that had been used as an ornament on the wall, and strummed it for a while.

   Jiang Yu raised his hand and rubbed his ears, and stopped Su Yi from continuing to bounce.

  Su Yi had long since taken off her fat padded clothes and was wearing a pink rabbit sweater.

   "I don't! The next Viennese master of music is me!"

   Jiang Yu: "..."

   Too lazy to listen to her nonsense anymore, Jiang Yu simply ignored it.

   The photographer who had never been involved in preventing Su Yi from going mad suddenly took out his camera and smiled politely at Jiang Yu, "Miss, can I take a picture for you?"

  The photographer spoke Chinese in order to show respect for Jiang Yu.

   (end of this chapter)