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The wind in Ningyuan this morning was very cloudy.

The white clouds were swept by the wind in the sky, and they would always change their shape as a last resort.

The wind came to the ground, and the forest rustled beside the mansion that it was blowing. These sounds seemed to be moaning softly.

After blowing for a long time, the wind weakened and finally calmed down, so the clouds in the sky finally stood still, and the sound of the forest died down.

From the kitchen to the bedroom, Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu, who have not eaten breakfast, are also considered to be retired.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Ye Mozhu pinned the messy hair behind his ears, leaned back on Zhang Xiaojian's shoulders, and said: "When I packed my luggage yesterday, I brag."

"Ok?"

"Now I find that I am not bragging."

Zhang Xiaojian uttered "Ah" and didn't understand the meaning, because he didn't know that Liu Mei had seen so many boxes and sets to tease him, but Ye Mozhu's husband was eager and bragged on the spot, but after last night and this morning, she discovered I underestimated Zhang Xiaojian.

Regardless of Zhang Xiaojian's understanding, Ye Mozhu rubbed his face against his chest, and naturally his long legs tightened again.

Zhang Xiaojian squinted his eyes, too lazy to care, just enjoying this tender moment.

As if thinking of something, Ye Mozhu sat up in shock: "The breakfast may be cold."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "Then don't worry about eating."

Ye Mozhu got off the bed and put on Zhang Xiaojian's white shirt again. He was about to go back to the kitchen to have her loving breakfast, but he saw the cigarette case exposed by Zhang Xiaojian's trousers.

So she walked over, took out a cigarette, and placed it next to Zhang Xiaojian's mouth.

Of course Zhang Xiaojian picked it up, and Ye Mozhu took out the lighter and lit it for him.

Zhang Xiaojian took a beautiful sip, and then watched Ye Mozhu walk out of the bedroom from the back. He suddenly felt that the little girl had matured... he knew that he would smoke his man afterwards...

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It does not take much time to heat up breakfast.

When Zhang Xiaojian finished smoking and went downstairs, he still smelled the fragrance of fried eggs.

The two of them did not go to the restaurant and ate breakfast on the counter of the western-style kitchen. Sometimes they bulged their cheeks and looked at each other and laughed at each other.

After breakfast, both of them changed into a suit.

At about ten o'clock, Gao Qingsong drove Liu Mei, and Yan Ci, who had just arrived in Ningyuan this morning, arrived at the mansion.

Liu Mei curled up her long hair today and made a simple ball head, dressed as neatly as before, and brought gifts.

It is a retro-looking record player and a small box of vinyl records.

It was the first time Zhang Xiaojian listened to a vinyl record, and because of his musical attributes, he was a little intoxicated at first.

The piano solo reverberated in the living room on the first floor. He shook his head and found something discordant, so he asked: "Yan Ci, why is your hair oily again?"

Yan Ci grinned, his appearance was as ugly as before, and said: "Did you not tell me to get my oil back last time?"

"Did I say that? Go and wash it quickly..."

Yan Ci: "... Boss, haven't you noticed that it is different from the previous oil head? Now it is 37 points."

"Eh? Before?"

"It used to be two to eight points."

"Is there a difference?"

While talking jokingly, Zhang Xiaojian's mobile phone rang.

When he opened it, it was his sister Ning Xueqing who had been completely distracted recently and had forgotten the back of his head.

Answering the phone, Ning Xueqing's voice came: "Brother, have you forgotten me on the back of my head."

How could Zhang Xiaojian admit that he was addicted to beauty recently... so he immediately said, "What are you talking about, who forgotten? I can forget you."

"Then have you watched my recent game?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "..., I saw it."

"What is my current ranking?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "..., well, I didn't watch it, but I know you are hot."

"Hmph, don't pick it up."

Hearing this long-lost voice, Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "Surely it didn't make the top three?"

"Well, it's the third one. The finals will soon be over and the game will be over."

Zhang Xiaojian was inexplicably stunned, time passed so fast, Ning Xueqing's overwhelming curses when she first participated in the competition was still vivid, and the competition was about to end in a blink of an eye.

In terms of Ning Xueqing's current heat, this year can be called the black and red crown. The end of the game is not the end, but just the beginning.

She still has a long way to go, but it's really unknown whether she can go long.

Zhang Xiaojian owns Huating Records and Gaze and entertainment companies. Of course, he will give Ning Xueqing resources, but in terms of singing and dancing... he thinks it is better to give up early, only to see if she has any talent for acting. .

While Zhang Xiaojian was thinking about these things in a daze, Ning Xueqing said on the other side of the phone: "Brother, will you come to cheer for me in the finals?"

Zhang Xiaojian listened to the weak voice and said, "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

"It's kind of, I've played several times."

"That's not bad for another show."

"Zhang Xiaojian, are you my brother!"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "Yes, take it easy and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

After hearing this sentence, Ning Xueqing was silent for a moment and said: "It's not that I want to put pressure on myself, but that I feel that I am embarrassing my fans. I don't want to be ashamed."

Zhang Xiaojian's posture holding the phone stiffened, not knowing how to comfort his sister.

Ning Xueqing seemed to feel his distress on the other side, and smiled: "It's okay, brother, I can make it through, then I will leave you a ticket?"

"Save three. I will take my second aunt and your future sister-in-law."

"Yes, but I called my mother just now, she can't say..."

"When I go back to Jiangcheng and tie her up, I will tie it to her."

"Hehe, brother, you are the best."

"Take care of yourself."

"Ok."

"Well, that's it?"

"Hang up."

A blind sound of "beep~~" sounded, and Zhang Xiaojian put down his mobile phone and looked at the people who were going out to buy and buy.

He knew why the second aunt refused Ning Xueqing to watch the finals, because the second aunt was afraid of crying.

He also heard Ning Xueqing's fear on the phone, that sentence I don't want to shame my fans, maybe it seems to outsiders that she should be, but as her brother, Zhang Xiaojian still feels heartache.

When I was in a daze, the phone rang again.

Zhang Xiaojian turned on the phone and found that it was a message from WeChat. It was his elder nephew Xu Yichen who sent the message.

——Uncle, I heard my parents say that you were in Ningyuan yesterday?

——Yes, miss uncle?

——Yes...but I want you to save me even more. I got into a big disaster and dare not go home tonight...

Zhang Xiaojian's expression tightened-where are you, give me the address.

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