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A pair of sisters walked towards the gate, and saw a man with a ferocious scar in the gloomy cold wind, holding a cigarette in his hand, biting a bite and grinding his teeth once, just like the crazy chewing in ghost novels. The evil ghost with human bones is extremely vicious.The sisters turned pale with fright, clutched their handbags tightly, wanted to enter the door but dared not enter, stepped back cautiously, for fear that the evil spirit would suddenly pounce on them and bite them clean.

Noticing their terrified gaze, the evil spirit suddenly raised its head, with a shrill voice, like a dagger piercing out the heart: "What are you doing!"

The sisters shuddered suddenly, and fled hand in hand.

Gong Jiang had no idea how terrifying her ghost image was, and continued to lower her head to gnaw on human bones... Uh no, imitation cigarette candy, thinking wildly in her heart, when that brat came out, she must kill him.

Feng Ying's figure quickly appeared at the other end of the transparent glass door. Gong Jiang chewed the last cigarette, unbuttoned his coat, and was about to punch his parents who didn't recognize him, but he stopped in front of the door.

There is another person beside Feng Ying, B model Wei Hao, who was the model on the cover of the supplement of "Xin Feng" with Feng Ying last time.The two walked very close, their shoulders brushed against each other faintly as they walked along, Wei Hao's temperament was bold and informal, they didn't know what they were talking about, Wei Hao raised his head and laughed, Feng Ying still seemed to have nothing Lazy face with expression.

In this short moment, someone came out, and the electronic door automatically moved to the sides, and Feng Ying's face came into Gong Jiang's sight so clearly.It was a smile that Gong Jiang had never seen before, the corners of Feng Ying's mouth were slightly curved, and the corners of the always drooping eyes were stretched open, and the eyes were full of smiles.

Feng Ying was smiling, very cheerful and handsome.The handsome boy is a beautiful sight no matter where he walks, especially when he walks with an inherent nobility, as if he is not stepping on floor tiles, but a noble red carpet.

Wei Hao laughed wildly and moved boldly. One hand passed through Feng Ying's neck and landed on Feng Ying's shoulder. At 193cm, he was half a head taller than Feng Ying. This posture looked like holding Feng Ying in his arms .

Gong Jiang inserted a few clips in her mind in a trance: Feng Ying hung on his back, Feng Ying hugged his waist and acted like a baby, Feng Ying held his hand... It turned out that there were more than one intimate physical contact. It happened to him, and it can happen to others.

garish.Why is the eye so uncomfortable, as if it has been cut several times by a knife, it hurts, very uncomfortable pain.

Gong Jiang turned her back, he really had nothing to do, why should he bother with that brat, who the brat made friends with, had nothing to do with him, they were just work partners and roommates, nothing else.

He turned around so fast that he didn't see it, Feng Ying moved Wei Hao's hand away, and expressed his dislike with his expression, Wei Hao smiled and didn't care.

"Xiao Jiang." When Gong Jiang was trying to figure out how to teach the brat a lesson, the brat sent himself up, and the person hung him behind his back, making use of his special skills to surround Gong Jiang with him. arms.

However, a scent of men's perfume that does not belong to Fengying spoiled the good atmosphere.The scent of the perfume came from Wei Hao, and it was so strong that it wiped out the mint scent on Feng Ying's body.

Gong Jiang didn't realize it until later, and at some point, Feng Ying also smelled of mint on her body.

Gong Jiang pushed Feng Ying's big head away: "The audition was so fast today?"

"That's right." Feng Ying sniffed, "Only four models auditioned."

Gong Jiang didn't ask any more questions, and looked at Wei Hao, who was smiling. Last time he took a photo, he had only seen Wei Hao from a distance, and had never been in close contact with him. Looking at it now, um, he looks good, a little worse than Feng Ying. , the eyes are quite aura, but the taste is not as good as Fengying, the behavior is not elegant enough, a bit ruffian, not as good as Fengying, if you use Fengying as the standard to rate, it is so-so, let's give it [-] points and [-] points, rounded up Can't make it to ten.

... If Feng Ying knows that at this moment, his image in Gong Jiang's mind has evolved from a lazy, lacking energy and temperament, with a pair of dead fish eyes, to a noble, elegant and charming handsome guy, who knows? what would he think.

Feng Ying didn't know that Gong Jiang was picking on Wei Hao with the eyes of a son-in-law, so they introduced each other: "Xiao Jiang, this is Wei Hao, he came to try on clothes today, Brother Hao, this is my manager Gong Jiang. "

Yo, Brother Hao?Is the barking quite smooth? Why don't you call him "Brother Gong"?

Gong Jiang grudgingly said "Yes", Wei Hao showed his white teeth in a smile, and stretched out his hand enthusiastically: "Hello, hello, Uncle Gong!"

"..." I couldn't hold my hand any longer.

In the circle, it is the most natural thing for elders of the same level to call "brother, sister, uncle and aunt", which not only brings the relationship closer, but also appears polite.But the problem is, Gong Jiang is no older than Wei Hao, who is far from the standard of "uncle"!

There are ten thousand horses roaring in Gong Jiang's heart.

"Xiao Jiang is still young." Feng Ying smelled the embarrassment in the air, bumped Wei Hao lightly, and reminded him in a low voice.

As a result, this weak head turned around, following Feng Ying's intentions and said: "Hey look at me, you are so young, you should be called 'Brother Gong'. Brother Gong, hello!"

Gong Jiang shook Wei Hao's hand with a relaxed expression.

"But Brother Gong, you take care of yourself so well that you can't even tell your age. Is there any secret recipe!"

Boom—the last nerve in his forehead snapped completely.

Gong Jiang went home with a dark face, Feng Ying sipped a cigarette and obediently followed him.

Gong Jiang stood in front of the mirror wonderingly, her tie was well tied, the buttons were buttoned up neatly, her clothes were flat without any wrinkles, her belly was flat, without the beer belly typical of middle-aged uncles, and except for her invisible face, she seemed to have no abilities. The factor that pulls his age to not be young.

People who have been models can't get rid of the ultimate pursuit of beauty in their bones, and Gong Jiang is no exception. His meticulous dress is the best interpretation of beauty.How can a person who is so demanding on beauty tolerate others questioning his own beauty?

Gong Jiang struggled for a long time before she reluctantly thickened her face and asked stiffly: "I am very old?" He deliberately emphasized the word "show".

"No," Feng Ying lay lazily on the sofa, his legs dangling, "you just..." He paused, frowning and thinking for a while, "Oh, you're only in your thirties, How old is it?"

"..." Do you dare to finish in one breath without hesitation?Gong Jiang picked up the pillow, and almost smashed her salary to welcome a dog to eat shit.

In his thirties, in his thirties... 31 is in his thirties, and so is 39. This expression is too clever, so clever that he can't help but want to shoot this brat to death.This brat is obviously expressing it euphemistically, he looks like he is 39 years old!

Does he want to thank this stinky boy for not putting him in the forty ranks?

"Do I look this old?!"

"No." Feng Ying waved his hand, Gong Jiang's face just eased a little, but Feng Ying added the next sentence, Gong Jiang's whole body is not well. "You look older."

"..."

Feng Ying cracked his fingers and counted vigorously: "Your complexion is a little sallow, your eyes are a little thinner, and your eyes are sunken..." He listed ten "dots" in one breath, and when he was done, he looked at the exhausted ones. Fingers, stretched out his feet, "Oh, I'm done counting my fingers, let me count my toes."

"...Shut up!" Gong Jiang's face was dark, he finally realized the cultural essence of the idiom "too many bamboos to book".

"What are you doing?" Feng Ying didn't know whether he was really stupid or not, "I can't even tell the truth. Don't you adults always teach us not to tell lies?"

"... Thank you so much." Gong Jiang gritted her teeth, and he heroically took out the ID card that was so embarrassingly ugly, showing the date of birth, "Look clearly, count carefully, how old am I?"

Feng Ying stared blankly at the information on the ID card, glanced at the ID card in disbelief, then glanced at Gong Jiang's face, suddenly realized: "Oh..."

Gong Jiang is proud of her real age: "Do you know, I only..."

"Your ID photo looks so young. Was it taken 20 years ago? Back then, the photography skills were really good."

"..." Gong Jiang slammed the door and left.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry dears, because the data in this article is very poor, far from the ideal, and my mentality has collapsed so much that I feel disgusted and repelled even opening Jin. Jiang, so it took a long time to adjust my mentality. Now It is gradually returning to normal, and the update will gradually return to normal. I would like to thank every little angel who is waiting for the update. I love you, thank you.