The Brothers All Love Me

Since I got drunk that night, I came back for two weeks. Almost the whole Liuchuan family was infected with a cold. It was only late autumn. All the people in Liuchuan house put on cotton padded jackets.

Ling Xiaoyou put on the mask with disgust. He was very dissatisfied that this thing covered his handsome face, but he couldn't resist the housekeeper smiling and shaking his head. He could only throw his schoolbag on his shoulder and go to school.

He narrowed his eyes in the air and suddenly sneezed. The maid on one side almost spilled the water.

"Don't you have a part today, Miss Ling?" the housekeeper smiled and took the thermos pot in the maid's hand and personally gave Lingkong air conditioner a cup of hot red bean soup.

He shook his head in the air and just wanted to have a drink. As a result, another sneeze hit him. His hands were unstable and red bean soup was scattered everywhere.

Even the maid couldn't help laughing. She hurried to find a rag to wipe the traces on the ground, and didn't forget to charge: "stewardess, you haven't been ill for ten years. You've been ill for ten years. It's been more than half a month. Your cold hasn't improved at all, and there's a tendency to get worse. You'd better go to the hospital."

After thinking in the air, he shook his head. Although everything on the set has been calm these days, Gu Zhen's eyes looking at her and Ouyang Erxi are really not friendly enough.

Then people who can pretend can't hold their breath. It seems that Gu is really angry.

However, Lingkong wanted to laugh. Gu Zhen must have turned on the computer the next day after one night with the woman who didn't know her origin. He just wanted to send out Huang Yu's photos to make a profit. Unexpectedly, all his collected nude photos turned into stills of Doraemon.

When Jiang Qi said it in the office, he would have laughed wildly if there were not several upcoming trainees present at that time.

Sure enough, when he saw Gu Zhen on the set, although he was well dressed, his eyes obviously became very cruel, and even a little angry... Fear.

At that time, Lingkong thought he was wrong, but on second thought, it was agreed that the nude photos could make a profit. As a result, all the photos were Doraemon. The gossip media were angry and would certainly humiliate Gu Zhen. Then the next day, the major newspapers and news published ugly photos of Gu Zhen 800 years ago, plus the hype stories of three newspapers.

Lingkong thought about the half month when he was ill. Liuchuan purlin was busy working all night to prepare for the press conference next spring, while Liuchuan SA was also busy going abroad and had little time at home.

One day, Lingkong spent almost all her time with hot ginger soup. At night, Liuchuan purlin, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, suddenly knocked on her door.

Under the same roof, I was in a trance. I haven't seen Liuchuan purlin for a long time.

"Empty, I want to give you a present."

Liuchuan purlin's smile is not like Jiang Qi's. It's really warm and gentle. It's much more comfortable even when she has a cold.

Originally thought it was a newly made dress, but Liuchuan purlin handed her a note with an address and telephone number on it.

"I found a job for your mother. She is a vocal music teacher. I heard that her voice is good and her singing is also her strong point."

He was stunned for a long time in the air. Then he calmed down and quickly took the precious paper and said, "I... I really don't know. She can still sing..."

The name of a stripper is not a false name. Although Ling Rose's loud name is indecent, it is true that she is famous in the Jianghu. Lingkong sighed silently, smiled and said, "anyway, thank you very much."

Liuchuan purlin looked at her deeply and asked slowly after a moment: "if you really want to thank me, why don't you be my model?"

It's not the first time to be a model. In the past two months, Ling Kongkong has also taken a lot of pictorials of the crew, so she shrugged and said easily: "of course, no problem. I've been on the crew for so long, but now I'm a remote control doll. I'll do what you want me to do."

"No, it's not a doll." Liuchuan purlin's eyes were as deep as a silent pool. "I let you be my catwalk model, not a print magazine model."

Although both catwalk models and plane models are models, their professional requirements and literacy are very different. They are stunned in the air. Thinking that their height is not up to the requirements of walking on the T-stage, they politely refuse: "my figure... Alas, the best thing about plane is that they don't require height. Don't you lose face when you let me go on the T-stage?"

Unexpectedly, Liuchuan purlin still stared at her and held her wrist in good faith. He was caught off guard. His body instinctively shook and said with a smile: "brother, what's the matter with you?"

Liuchuan purlin naturally felt her trembling, hesitated for a few minutes, and slowly let go of her wrist: "you misunderstood. My spring conference is in China. I'm not going to find a group of tall and thin models to wear these clothes. Besides..."

Besides, almost all of these clothes were cut out according to the size design of volley. He didn't mean to, but after cutting off the scissors, he found that he had already fallen into trouble.

Lingkong didn't bother about the "say again" below behind him. She thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"In that case, when shall I try it on?"

Although there was no big change in Liuchuan purlin's complexion, his eyes obviously took on the color of ecstasy. Ling Kongkong was a little puzzled, but he promised to wear clothes for the show. Why was he so happy?

Seeing Liuchuan purlin back to his upstairs studio, a maid who was cleaning the living room looked around quietly, and then sneaked into the corner while the housekeeper didn't pay attention and sent something on his mobile phone.

Italy, afternoon.

Liuchuan SA slowly took off his sunglasses, nodded his apology to the blonde man sitting opposite the table, and then got up and walked outside the door.

He has been carrying second mobile phone since he went abroad, and this mobile phone has only one function, that is, the eye liner contact with oneself.

Liuchuansa looked around carelessly, and then clicked on the information.

Only one line of news was enough to make his eyebrows frown.

The slender fingers stopped for a moment on the screen, and the rustling corners of the lips evoked a mocking arc.

For eight years, it seems that things are right and people are wrong, as if everything has become a dusty past, but in fact, everyone lives in place, and everyone lives with memory.

Liuchuan SA dialed Anan's phone without hesitation and asked him to book a ticket back home immediately.

"The young master strongly invited Lingkong to be a catwalk model. All the catwalk styles were customized one by one according to Zhiyuan's clothes."