The ancestor of salted fish became popular in the entertainment industry by selling drugs!

Chapter 44 We have to take the initiative!
Nan Jin Yu "..."

Reluctantly put down the phone and flexed his wrist, Nan Kong took advantage of this moment and said, "Young master, are you using your couple name when you're not together?"

Nanfeng noticed that the man's expression was not right, so he pushed the nervous Nankong with his elbow.

Who knows if the other party is really big, or has a curious look on his face.

Nan Jinyu sat cross-legged on the bed, pressing his palms boredly.

Hearing Nan Kong's question, he twitched the corners of his mouth coldly, "I remember that the forces in Africa seem to lack a leader."

Nankong fell silent for a moment.

Not because I understand, but because I have been assigned before.

Nan Jin Yu Shun followed and fought with Rong Hua again.

Looking at the couple names of the two, their smoky eyes flickered on and off.

This name was not changed by Master on his own initiative.

Instead, he changed it.

Nankong and Nanfeng sat upright on one side.

After an unknown amount of time, Nankong said weakly, "Young master, you want to pursue Miss Rong, so take the initiative."

Nan Jinyu's expression was unclear.

Isn't he proactive enough?
"I confessed my confession many times."

After hearing this sentence, Nankong almost fainted, "Why are you so sincere, you need to actually take the initiative and be more scheming."

"For a beauty like Miss Rong, there are countless men staring at her all the time. How can we just talk about such a sense of crisis?"

"We not only need sweet words, but also have sweet traps and interact with the body, so that we can attract beautiful women into our arms."

Nan Jinyu looked thoughtful, thinking that all those men voted for Master when they were in love.

There is no sense of crisis.

Master likes good-looking people, those men are not as good-looking as him.

If Misora ​​knew what he was thinking, he would definitely howl.

The international tycoon Nan Ershao is so worthless!

Nan Jinyu thought for a while, then paused and said, "I approached, but she didn't respond."

Nankong coughed twice, "Then let's step up our offensive."

Who knew that Nan Jinyu's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at him coldly: "You want me to force her?"

!!!

Nan Kong stood up in fright, and shook his head frantically: "No, no, no, no, I definitely didn't mean that!"

Then make amends in time, "You said that Miss Rong didn't respond, if you still wait for her to respond as before, then you will have a long time to catch up with her."

"Look, if she doesn't resist your approach, she must be interested in you, but she didn't respond to you, so she must be shy!" Nankong said a lot of mother-in-law again.

Like an emotional strategist.

Feeling·Emotion·Army·Shi Nankong seems to really want to remedy the young master's idea of ​​letting him go to Africa.

He never wants to go to that kind of place where the birds don't shit, in his whole life.

Nan Jinyu scoffed at what he said shyly.

He could clearly see that Master was not shy at all.

It's true that I'm not interested in kissing me.

But he also thought seriously about what Misora ​​said.

Nanfeng sat on the side with a cold face.

It seems that his brother has never been in a relationship, so he is here to impart experience in relationships.

One who dares to speak and one who dares to listen.

Also worried.

When the young master heard the words "strengthen the offensive", he would think of persecution.

Will he still be able to attack in front of that woman in the future?
Nan Jinyu stood with his elbows on his thighs, his hands slightly bent, resting on his chin, his eyes shifted lightly, and seeing Nan Feng who was distracted, he said slowly, "Let's talk about business."

Finish the talk early and find Master sooner.

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Yang Yan, who had lived in prosperity for a few months before, lived in an apartment in an ordinary area of ​​the capital.

The room is messy, with cosmetics and the like lying around.

There were seven or eight empty beer bottles standing on the table. Yang Yan boredly took a glass ball and hit them through the air, causing the bottles to fall to the ground.

At this time, the phone rang, and Yang Yan immediately threw away the glass ball in his hand and connected the call.

A dozen or so glass balls fell to the ground and bounced, making crisp sounds, but she had no time to take care of them at this moment.

Listening to the news on the other side with excitement.

"I've done what you asked me to do, and sold it to a medium-sized media. It's agreed, and you and I will split the final proceeds in half."

Yang Yan giggled, "No problem, as long as it can be done well, the benefits will be indispensable to you."

The voice of the person over there was joyful, "It seems that no one would have expected that the red and purple Rong Hua will be defeated by you, a past senior."

He was in charge of filming this woman in the program group. When Yang Yan found him, he offered a huge benefit.

Let him save the part where Rong Hua contradicts Yang Yan and edit it out separately.

After the director knew about that incident, he asked all the filming staff to delete it, but he secretly kept it.

Yang Yan's smile sank.

Hearing the words "senior outdated", I panicked.

But so what?
Soon the red and purple one will be her.

The other party's voice came again soon, and it was extremely obscene: "Are you free tonight?"

Since the last time the two met in private, they haven't been together again.

It can be said that he thinks about Yang Yan day and night. Although he is 36, he has been well maintained and has a different charm than those little flowers.

Yang Yan felt nauseated, casually said something perfunctory, and hung up the phone hastily.

old man.

Throwing the phone aside, he got up and walked to the bathroom, but stepped on the glass ball that was just thrown on the ground.

His feet slipped, and he fell on all fours.

Trembling, Yang Yan picked up the glass ball again.

Rong Hua, who was being calculated, was lazily lying on the rocking chair, basking in the sun on the balcony.

Take the round fan and fan it once and for all.

When he was about to fall asleep, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Rong Hua opened his eyes in shock, clicked on the phone, and the door opened automatically.

When people outside came in, it was automatically closed again.

This is what Rong Hua discovered not long ago.

It is a high-tech for her, a thousand-year-old ancient.

Nan Jinyu put the fish in the kitchen, Rong Hua glanced at him lightly, and then continued to lie down.

About an hour later, Nan Jinyu washed his hands, came to the balcony, approached Ronghua, and whispered, "Master, come to eat."

The dark red shirt was dazzling under the scorching sun.

Rong Hua stood up along the armrest and came to the table.

There is a large plate of steamed fish in the middle, surrounded by a few side dishes.

After taking a photo, Sister Qi said that artists should control their calories and let her have a look first when they eat in the future.

I took a look at the fried chicken milk tea that Nan Jinyu bought around the photo, cut it off and sent it out.

Sister Qi was very satisfied when she saw the photos.

[Sister Qi: It seems that she took my words to heart. Fish is not high in calories and can be eaten. 】

Rong Hua picked up the milk tea in hand, and slowly replied [Yes. 】

The photo taken on the phone looked really delicious, but Rong Hua knew that it was a deception.

The key point is that Nan Jin Yu really cooks for her every day.

As a result, Rong Hua no longer has any desire for food.

　In the next chapter, the author asked the hero and heroine to kiss on the lips, and then it was displayed in the review. My friend said that the scale might be a little too big.

　　I haven’t interrupted the update, really not, it will appear if there is no problem after the review_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
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