The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 561 The more you pull the more you love the principle 112

  The rainstorm finally fell from about twelve o'clock in the evening.

   The sky seemed to be covered with a deep curtain, the color was so dark that almost dripping ink, and occasionally lightning pierced the night sky, and for a moment it was as bright as day, followed by the deafening thunder.

   The storm drowned the world.

   rumbling.

   rumbling—

   indicates that this is not a peaceful night.

   Nancheng Qingda Institute of Biology.

  The machine is precise and bright as day.

   A man came out of the laboratory, raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck, his bones made a clack, and he moved around twice, walking in the unpopular corridor, pulling off his mask with one hand, revealing his tough facial features.

  Cold white lights poured down on the white coat, and the abstinence was strong.

   "Tsk, rare guest." Jiang Ye was so sleepy after the experiment that he pushed open the door of the lounge and saw the figure sitting there.

   "Brother Ye."

  The man said gracefully.

Hearing his brother, Jiang Ye got goosebumps all over, rubbed his arms, took off his white coat and threw it aside, his eyes were still dark and blue, and he didn't even look at Tan Junxi, "I Go take a shower first, and I'll talk about something later."

  Tan Junxi sat lazily on the chair. It was obviously not the first time he came to this place. He was more like the owner than Jiang Ye, so he poured a cup of tea and said yes.

  In the end, the research institute had limited conditions. Jiang Ye rushed out after ten minutes, wrapped his lower body with a white bath towel, and water droplets dripped from his tight and smooth waist and abdomen.

   It was still raining heavily outside, but the sound insulation was good, so I couldn’t hear it, and the lights were blazing white and dazzling.

   Jiang Ye frowned at the figure sitting there, his hair still wet, walked over and pulled over a chair.

   "If you have nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Hall, if you guess it's not good for you, let's talk."

   "Director Zhang has a script in his hand, I want it." Tan Junxi said bluntly, his slender fingers resting his chin playfully.

   Jiang Ye: "Please."

"Please."

  Tan Junxi's speech is very crisp, and the tone is low and pleasant.

   "I don't have any sense of accomplishment for what you're asking for!" Jiang Ye was angry, his long legs were crossed, and he was wiping his hair with a towel.

   "Which script is this time? Shit, your current status is all raised by Lao Tzu's real money."

   Talking about family and politics, and acting low-key, it is not as convenient as the Jiang family, and almost monopolizes the lifeline of the entertainment industry.

   "So take care of me again." Tan Junxi smiled, leaning back against the back of the chair leisurely, those black glass eyes with a smirk.

  Jiang Ye's eyelids didn't move, "Say, who robbed you?"

   "Shen Qingzhuo." Tan Junxi spit out the name in a low voice, and the tone was mixed with something else.

   In the silent rainy night.

  Jiang Ye looked at Tan Junxi's gentleman's pine-like face: "Don't tell me you can't do anything, you have to ask me?"

   "It's more convenient for you here." Tan Junxi said modestly, "After all, resources need to be used reasonably."

   Jiang Ye dismissed it: "I think you're going to be drunk in the gentle village now, do you still have the resources to think?"

   "Do you want it? I'll send it to you."

   "I have a high vision."

   "Brother Ye." Tan Junxi sighed in a low voice, "You are twenty-five this year, and if you have another birthday, it will be twenty-six."

   His gaze paused for a moment, and he looked at Jiang Ye's thin waist in a veiled manner: "If you continue like this - I have a reasonable suspicion that you have some unspeakable physical hiddenness."

   "Tan Junxi, if it weren't for the research institute, I would beat you to the point of calling you father." Jiang Ye's brows twitched, "I can do it, don't you know?"

  Tan Junxi smiled: "Brother, I care about you. If you want to treat your illness, I can introduce you to a doctor."

   Jiang Ye pursed his lips: "Fuck your mother."

   "I was wrong Brother Ye."

   He admitted the mistake too quickly, and made Jiang Ye's temper so much that he was on fire. Seeing the face that was bullying Sai Xue, he became angry, and his joints creaked.

  It's two years younger than him, isn't it? ! !

   "What's the name of Director Zhang's play? I'm going to ask you to come here, so get out of here, it's an eyesore."

  Behind Jiang Ye is Huaxing, it is easy to get a TV series.

   "The Order." Tan Junxi took a sip of tea, "Your tea here is pretty good, I'll come again next time."

   "Oh, please don't." Jiang Ye sneered, not shy, he undid the bath towel, grabbed the pants next to him, and put them on, "Buy me a pack of cigarettes and bring them up when you go downstairs."

   paused, then frowned and said in disgust: "The draft is full of little girls, in their teens and twenties, don't harm others, can't you just come with one?"

   "I really liked one." Tan Junxi stopped when he changed his shoes, turned around, his eyes fell on him, his eyelashes were long and his pupils were deep.

   "Then have a good relationship with others." Jiang Ye rubbed his eyebrows.

  Tan Junxi remembered the girl's bright eyebrows and eyes, and squinted slightly, the eyes under the silver wire lens were meaningful: "Yes."

  Jiang Ye: "Don't say anything else, human life can't be saved. If you want to be unmarried and bring two children, I will laugh at you for the rest of your life. The measures must be taken well, do you hear?"

"Oh."

   "Said I heard it."

"heard it."

   Jiang Ye was reluctantly satisfied: "Dare to break your leg against the law."

  “…”

  Tan Junxi didn't say anything, his expression was a little subtle.

   Jiang Ye didn't even know who Tan Junxi was talking about, and he didn't expect that the circle in this world was so small, and the wicked fate would just touch a bunch of them. Then his mother is not someone else, but his own sister!

   So that when his fist landed on Tan Junxi's face later, he regretted it and wanted to strangle himself to death.

   Brothers can be beaten, but sisters cannot be bullied.

  Tan Junxi thought for a while, then whispered, "I didn't touch..."

   "What?" Jiang Ye turned to look at him.

  Tan Junxi looked at him with clean brows and eyes, and swallowed the words after being silent for two seconds, his tone was a little light: "I said my measures were good."

  Jiang Ye was not interested in his measures. He could not smoke in the research institute. He had no choice but to pull out a sweater and put it on. He went down with Tan Junxi, smoked a cigarette downstairs, and called Director Zhang.

   "Zhang Zhicheng, right?"

   Director Zhang's head was a little confused. He couldn't figure out where Hua Xing, the only eldest young master, knew his number. He called at the door in the middle of the night and said, "Mr. Jiang, what's the matter with you?"

  Jiang Ye's fingertips were surrounded by smoke, and his face was handsome and three-dimensional. He stood under the eaves to avoid the rain, and the rain splashed next to his feet, like a painting on a cloudy day.

   The tone is idle.

   "What are you nervous about?" He laughed, "I heard you have a script recently."

  Jiang Ye was not used to the Internet in the research institute, and he cut off all contact with the outside world when he was doing experiments. Except for someone who came to the door, he threw his mobile phone in the cabinet after going back, didn't look at it, turned around and started the experiment.

  The next morning, the rain had not stopped, it was raining, and the sky was always cloudy, no sunlight, and the air was humid and cold. The trainees walked across the ground with umbrellas in twos and threes.

   puddles broken and splashed.

   even added a bit of a depressing atmosphere to the base.

   (end of this chapter)