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

Chapter 20
The voice was low, as if smelling of alcohol, Jiang Li felt very familiar. She just wanted to raise her eyes to see the person's face clearly, when an extra hand appeared on her wrist, Shang Lu pulled her into the room, and shook her with a "bang" Come to the door, blocking Jiang Li's sight.

"Don't look at it, stay away from them in the future, I just brought you back today to meet, there is no need to get to know them too deeply." Phytagoma took off his leather jacket and threw it on the back of the chair.

He took out a set of pajamas from the closet, regardless of Jiang Li was still there, crossed his hands and held the hem, and pulled off the black cotton T-shirt on his upper body from above, revealing his strong waist and firm chest, And the smooth and powerful muscle lines on the broad shoulders and arms.

With a unique, indescribable, unrestrained wild beauty.

Shang Lu tilted his head, and was about to lower his head to untie his belt, but as if realizing something, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Li, and was meeting her eyes.

He raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to continue watching?"

"Sorry." Jiang Li looked away unnaturally.

Seeing her like this, Shanglu sneered, bent down to pick up the drowsiness and bath towel, and turned into the bathroom.

Jiang Li was bored, and Mr. Shang took Mao Dou and Cheese Sauce with him, saying that he hadn't seen him for a long time and wanted to develop a relationship with them.

She looked around boredly, and noticed an exquisite pink packing box on the bedside. She couldn't hold back her curiosity, so she opened it and looked at it. Her face flushed instantly, and she frantically went to find the lid and put it on. superior.

But her movements were a little flustered, and she accidentally knocked off a ceramic cup on the bedside, but suddenly a hand stretched out behind her, and quickly caught the ceramic cup that was about to fall to the ground.

Shang Lu bent down and put the cup back in its original place, teasing, "The president is also clumsy sometimes, it's rare..."

In the middle of his speech, when his eyes touched the things in the pink box, he was swallowed back again, and the expression on his face became as indescribable as Jiang Li.

The two looked at each other, then moved away tacitly.

He just took a shower, didn't blow his hair, just wiped it hastily before it came out, the water dripped down the side of his face along the brow bone, and the tip of Phytophthora tongue pressed against his cheek:

"No wonder I didn't find the pajamas I prepared for you in the closet just now."

As for these things, it was definitely not prepared by Jiang Li. After thinking about it for a while, he immediately had a guess in his mind.

Yes, his grandfather can really do it.

A lot of age, I think it's pretty flowery.

Return the handcuffs?Toy?

Jiang Li was also silent, and closed the box stiffly. Shang Lu turned around and went to look in the closet again, and finally shrugged helplessly, "It seems that we may have exposed something before, the old man also let the other quilt People took it."

Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight.

Just as Shang Lu opened his mouth to say something, Jiang Li interrupted him first, "The quilt is mine tonight."

"Why?" Shang Lu laughed angrily.

"Because I don't have pajamas."

Shang Lu choked, Jiang Li looked at him without blinking, his expression was still calm, "Of course, if you don't mind me wearing the suit in the box, I don't care either."

Shang Lu was completely silent, and looked at Jiang Li with his twinkling peach blossom eyes. For such a cool and beautiful person, if he really wanted to wear those cat ears, he would be blasphemed... Huh.

He quickly shook his head, put this absurd idea aside, and threw the bath towel around his neck to her indiscriminately, "Use this towel after taking a shower, and I will leave the quilt to you."

Jiang Li glanced at him, grabbed the towel and walked towards the bathroom.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and Shang Lu opened the door. Seeing that it was Shang Xingyan who was knocking on the door, he was in a bad mood and even worse, "What are you doing here?"

Shang Xingyan was still wearing a neat white suit, holding two cups of hot milk in his hands, he didn't mind Shang Lu's rudeness at all, and smiled gently, "Mother Liu boiled milk, your grandpa asked me to bring it to you A glass."

"I don't drink, so can I leave now?"

"Not for you."

Shang Xingyan's eyes hidden behind the lenses narrowed slightly, his peripheral vision flashed across the room, and he was a little surprised that he didn't see the expected figure.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom again, his eyes darkened, and even his voice was a bit cold, "I came back late today, so I didn't see your wife, but I heard from Xiaojiu that she is a She is very easy to get along with, I would like to thank her for taking care of Xiaojiu."

"It's none of your business whether you get along well or not, just thank you." As soon as he heard Jiang Li mentioned, Shang Lu felt inexplicably upset, and a feeling of irritability quietly rose in his heart, as if his treasure was being missed by others. Feel.

But he didn't feel that Jiang Li was his treasure.

With a bad look, he snatched a cup of hot milk from Shang Xingyan's hand, and said sarcastically, "As for the milk, I will pass it on to him, so you don't need to worry about it."

"Click."

The bathroom door lock rang, and Jiang Li opened the door wrapped around a bath towel and walked out. His seaweed-like long hair hung over his shoulders, and the ends were still a little wet. The bath towel only covered his chest. Shang Xingyan's eyes darkened, but Shang Lu immediately "Bang" to slam the door.

"Is it uncle?" Jiang Li raised his hand and rubbed his hair, bent down and took out the hair dryer to find the power supply.

"Don't worry about him, he's just a scheming old man." Shang Lu put the milk in front of her eyes, then sat back on the bed and played with his mobile phone. Count the money."

Jiang Li pursed his lips, but said nothing.

However, because of his words, Jiang Li added a label of "middle-aged profiteer" to the image of this mysterious uncle in Jiang Li's mind.

The screen of Jiang Lifang's phone on the other side lit up, and a WeChat message came out. Shang Lu Yuguang glanced at it, saw that the note was warm wine, and threw it over for her.

She turned off the hair dryer, held the milk in one hand, clicked in and took a look, and couldn't hold back a sip of milk that spewed out.

"What did you see, so excited?" Shang Lu frowned and glared at her, and walked towards her with a box of tissues in disgust. Jiang Li quickly locked the screen, took out a tissue and wiped it indiscriminately.

She shook her head: "Nothing."

Just then, another message popped up on the screen, and it was sent by Wen Jiu: Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang!look!Abs!pecs!Which is your favorite?
Shang Lu glanced at it, his eyes flashed in disbelief, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He put one hand on the table behind Jiang Li, and asked in a bad tone: "Abdominal muscles? And pectoral muscles? Whose? Can't tell, Jiang Li, are you okay?"

"I don't know either, it should be a short video blogger."

"So, did you really read it? Why? Don't you deny the last sentence? You really like it?" Shang Lu's face turned darker, and he gritted his teeth to get her mobile phone.

　The computer suddenly broke down yesterday, and the school is still closed. There is no way to send it to be repaired. I can only use the iPad to code for the time being. Because I am not used to it, there will definitely be typos. Welcome everyone to come and catch bugs~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)