Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

The circle he got into halfway is the domain of the prince!

It can be said that as long as he doesn't commit suicide, no one dares to look down on him even if the Yu family doesn't fall into his hands in the end.

Lin Wanyue, who sent Yu Yingda away, had a faint smile on her face, and the corners of the paper on the table were crumpled in her hands. "It's a pity that he doesn't go to act."

Song Jiajun deeply agreed that if Yu Yingda couldn't become the head of the Yu family in the future, he could at least make a name for himself in the entertainment industry.

"Don't talk about him, you haven't guessed what I just drew!"

Lin Wanyue's hand movements froze instantly. He had always been curious about what the old fox couldn't do, as if he could do everything with ease.

But now he knows that the windows of his room opened like honeycomb coal by God, but the only window for painting was closed.

It's hard to see anything by copying, but if he is allowed to play freely, it's like Wassily Kandinsky is possessed.

"Well... I'm a little sleepy, let's continue guessing another day." Lin Wanyue yawned in a serious manner, got up and walked to the bed.

Hurry up, playing this game with him is too brain-consuming, even if there are 5 million blessings, it's useless!

Song Jiajun quickly stepped forward and hugged Lin Wanyue who was about to escape. He walked to the bed with her in his arms amid her exclamation: "Okay, let's take a nap first, you think about the answer carefully, and we'll play again after you wake up."

Lin Wanyue was put on the bed and covered with a quilt. Song Jiajun lay on the other side, stretched out his arms and pulled the little girl into his arms.

"There are cameras outside, are you going to sleep in my room like this?"

"I won't sleep, I'll just lie down for a while."

No, this is not a question of whether you sleep or not.

Netizens may have even named your child after you stayed in my room for so long.

What's more, you have been sleeping on the way in the morning, how can you sleep now?

Lin Wanyue was tightly embraced in his arms, her eyelashes brushing against the man's chest with her blinks.

Feeling the itch on his chest, the man's Adam's apple rolled gently, and he felt a little dry in the mouth.

"Don't want to sleep?" Song Jiajun put one hand on Lin Wanyue's back and rubbed it back and forth with his eyes closed.

After being together for such a long time, Lin Wanyue immediately understood what the man meant, and immediately closed her eyes and said in a muffled voice: "Sleep now."

Don't let this guy mess around, he will be crazy and there will be no lightness or severity. When he goes out with a swollen mouth, the whole world will know what the two of them did in the house.

Song Jiajun found it funny to see the little girl curled up in the quilt like an ostrich. If you don't know, you might think he has done something extremely evil and scared his girlfriend like this.

Lin Wanyue put her hand on the man's waist and pinched him, "Don't laugh!"

Song Jiajun took the little girl's hand in front of him and kissed it, then held the little hand and placed it on his chest.

"Go to sleep, I won't torment you."

Lin Wanyue half believed and half doubted. This man had said this before, but he always broke his promise.

Lin Wanyue, who thought she couldn't sleep, gradually felt sleepy under the gentle pats, and quietly curled up in the man's arms.

Song Jiajun looked down at the little girl's quiet sleeping face with tenderness in his eyes, and quietly pulled out his arm and stood up.

He really wanted to hold the little girl to sleep, but he was not at home now, and there were so many cameras outside.

He didn't care, but he couldn't let others say that the little girl was not good. There is always more malice towards girls in this world.

Anyway, the live broadcast room will be closed at night, and you can sneak in at that time, and go back to the room before the live broadcast starts in the morning, so there is no rush.

When the door opened, the comments on the show froze for a moment. Just as Lin Wanyue thought, netizens were talking about the two people being in the same room.

Originally, the rhythm was disrupted because of Yu Yingda. After waiting for him to leave, the male protagonist of the story came out before everyone could give full play to it.

"???? How long has Yu Yingda been out? You came out?"

"Your speed... shouldn't be..."

"Is it because you have been holding it in for too long and it's not working well?"

"I thought of the post on the Internet before... Stories come from life?"

"I also..."

"Go in, you hear me? I just wrote half of this story and you came out. What's going on?"

"You can't judge a person by appearance..."

......

Song Jiajun glanced at the camera in the corridor and turned to go back to his room.

"Neil! Wait a minute!"

Qiu Yunyue was watching the live broadcast in the corridor with her mobile phone in the room. When she saw that the person who opened the door for Yu Yingda was Song Jiajun, she was furiousI almost smashed my phone.

Later, I saw Yu Yingda leave, but Song Jiajun did not come out. Every minute he stayed in there was like a knife in my heart.

Her mind was full of what Song Jiajun and Lin Wanyue would do in the room, until she saw Song Jiajun come out and hurried out of the room.

Yu Yingda had not been out for long, and the scene she imagined must not have happened in time.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yunyue felt much better. It seemed that Neil did not like that woman that much.

Which man would be Liu Xiahui holding the woman he liked in such a situation? Neil must have chosen her because he was attracted by the woman's family background.

After a long time, he will find that the woman can't help him with anything except her family background. Only he can help him in his career and become a good wife.

"Neil, I have something to tell you."

Song Jiajun took his hand off the door handle, stepped back, and opened the distance between the two people so that the camera could take a clear picture of the two people.

Qiu Yunyue felt a little heartbroken when she saw him step back. Did he really want to distance himself from her? Was he so afraid that the woman would misunderstand?

But if you think about it from another angle, this kind of man is what she likes. Even if he doesn't really like his girlfriend, he will know how to keep a distance from other women for her.

Song Jiajun didn't know what Qiu Yunyue was thinking, but seeing her face sad and happy at the same time, he felt like a mental patient and took another step back.

Well, the distance is about two meters, which should be safe enough.

"What's the matter?" Song Jiajun didn't want to waste too much time here, but if he ignored her and went in directly, this man might knock on his door like he knocked on Yu Yingda's door.

Although there was a camera at the door to prove that no unpleasant words would be heard, the sound insulation of this house was not very good, so he didn't wake up the girl.