Chapter 1070 Warning, too much sweetness (15)
In just ten minutes, the number of fans increased to more than 10,000.
The manager's call came again. Jiang Tang flipped through Song Naichao's Weibo and answered the call.
"Jiang Tang, is Mr. Song at your home now?"
"Yeah."
"Then you didn't tell me just now? I went downstairs to your house."
"Come up."
The agent's tone couldn't help but rise again.
"Mr. Song, how can I get there?! Forget it, Xiao Zhang has called me. Since the injury is serious, I will try to push back the last few recordings for you. You can take a good rest. Also, you are now I have signed a contract with two underwear companies. If you get pregnant before the contract expires, you will be responsible for the liquidated damages. Do you understand?”
What the hell.
The relationship manager thinks Song Naichao can announce it because she is pregnant?
Jiang Tang hung up the phone with a few perfunctory words, threw away the phone and stopped reading the messages on it.
What happened to my man, when he posted a group photo, a large group of people treated her like a transparent person, calling her husband below, saying that Jiang Tang was not worthy of Mr. Song’s stunning beauty.
Most of the man's face was covered by her hands. How did these people see that Song Naichao was a stunning beauty? However, the facial features exposed from the gaps between her fingers were so white that they glowed, the bridge of the nose was high, the thin lips were red, and the face was actually whiter than her hands. Jiang Tang thought that his hands were not big, but the man's face It was only a little bigger than her hand.
That's reckless, I should have photo-pictured it before posting it.
At first glance, his skin made her look like the village beauty from the next village. Jiang Tang, who prided himself on having the creamiest skin on earth, was completely defeated.
Qi Jiang: Mr. Song, if you are kidnapped, just blink your eyes.
So tired in vain: Am I the only one who thinks that Mrs. Song is a fifty-year-old bald uncle? sopiaw: Isn’t this sister’s smile too artificial? The villainous ambition in his eyes is almost coming out, disgusting!
Have Jiang Tang and President Song broken up: Lovelorn men come to my place to gather! Let’s huddle together to keep warm!
fenzhaoyi-1: Mr. Song’s face is too small and too pale. Jiang Tang is already on the top of the list of domestic entertainment female celebrities. Next to Mr. Song, she is compared to a country girl.
Grip on the soles of your feet: Pregnant? Otherwise, can I become a regular employee? Will you get married?
Jiang Tang didn't care what these people said. Anyway, the man was hers. She just wanted everyone in the world to know that she should take advantage of Song Naichao's low IQ and get him as soon as possible.
The wound hurt terribly at night, and there was a tall figure following him in the spacious and bright room, like a follower.
"Go back to sleep."
Jiang Tang turned around and pointed to the guest room, telling Song Naichao to go to sleep.
The man looked at her eagerly, his pale face looked extremely haggard, and even his bright red lips in the day were much duller, and all he could hear was his feeble murmuring.
"I'm hungry."
Jiang Tang had a sullen face and walked to his cloakroom without saying a word. After rummaging around, he came out with a large black down jacket. He picked up the thick coat on the sofa and put on one of his gloves.
"Put on your clothes."
She threw the down jacket in her hand at Song Naichao, turned around and took out two masks from under the TV cabinet.
Song Naichao looked at the clothes in his arms. This was the one Jiang Tang wore last night. As he looked at it, the man couldn't help but hold it up, put it under his nose and smelled it. The sweet fragrance came to his nostrils, like a hook, hooking it. It touched his stomach, making him even more restless as he was already hungry.
Hungry, really hungry.
Under the long eyelashes, a flash of red light flashed in the narrow and deep eyes.
(End of chapter)