I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 53

Fu Jiujiu buried his face in Lin Jun's palm and did not move.

The soft cheek rubbed against his fingertips, and the wet and soft lips were still printed in his palm.

Like an ostrich or a tortoise, because they don't want to face the wind and sand of reality, they can only hide their heads.

Lin Jun said "love."

Fu Jiujiu felt that this word was a bit too heavy for him now.

Compared with the word "love", he prefers the word "like".

"Like" is lighter, not as heavy as "Love".

The breath continuously sprinkled on Lin Jun's palm, making that small piece of skin hot and humid.

He looked down at the top of Fu Jiujiu's hair, and finally couldn't help moving his fingers, and his fingertips lightly flicked on his side cheeks.

Fu Jiujiu tilted her head, leaned on his palm and looked up, and said to him seriously: "I like it, I like it very much."

Lin Jun smiled, feeling a little helpless.

Fu Jiujiu is always like this, and it's easy to make him feel helpless.

He is used to this feeling, and he is also used to digesting this emotion and then tolerating him.

After Fu Jiujiu finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at him, and buried his face back after a while.

He was very resistant to talking to him about any topic about holding the blade.

But such a big thing happened today, if he didn't mention a word, it would look very suspicious.

After all, FY officially announced the signing of the contract to hold the blade some time ago, and there should be no one who is unaware of it.

Fu Jiujiu half-stretched on the sofa, buried his face in Lin Jun's palm, and did not speak for a long time.

Just when Lin Jun thought he was about to fall asleep, he turned his face sideways again, revealing one eye: "Senior, your palm is so comfortable."

Lin Jun looked down at him, and said lightly after a while: "There are still things that can make you more comfortable."

Fu Jiujiu blinked her eyes, and finally couldn't hold back her lips and smiled.

After a while, he asked: "I read on the Internet that there was something wrong with the blade."

"En." Lin Jun looked at him calmly, and after a long time, he made a soft nasal sound.

Lin Jun's eyes were deep, which made Fu Jiujiu even more guilty.

When he wanted to bury his face in again, Lin Jun lifted his face up with his chin.

Lin Jun's wrist was very strong, Fu Jiujiu couldn't resist, so he had to sit up.

Lin Jun looked straight into his eyes and asked slowly, "What do you think?"

"Not really," Fu Jiujiu said, "What do you think, senior?"

"Aren't you a fashion editor?" Lin Jun rubbed his fingertips against his cheek, as if he was obsessed with Fu Jiujiu's soft cheeks, and asked out of necessity, "Why don't you know anything?"

Fu Jiujiu was a little itchy, so she sat up straight: "Maybe it's a misunderstanding."

"Then why didn't he explain?" Lin Jun looked at him with burning eyes.

"Maybe you give him some time." Fu Jiujiu pursed her lips and tightened her knuckles silently: "He will give you the answer."

Then he added comfortingly: "It will definitely be a good answer."

Lin Jun looked at him for a while, then turned his eyes away from his face, and smiled after a while: "Maybe."

"Senior," Fu Jiujiu asked, a little ingratiatingly: "Will you consider terminating the contract?"

"This is decided by the relevant departments of the company," Lin Jun said, "I don't care about small things."

Fu Jiujiu moved closer to him, shoulder to shoulder.

Lin Jun bumped him with his shoulder: "Stay away from me."

He used very little strength, and Fu Jiujiu got closer after being knocked away a little bit: "I don't want to be far away from you."

Lin Jun bumped into him again, but stopped talking.

A moment later, when Fu Jiujiu hugged his arm and looked up at him, he lowered his head and kissed him.

It seems that from that kiss, Lin Jun became clingy that day.

After dinner, Fu Jiujiu wanted to draw comics, and Lin Jun also had a stack of scripts waiting to be read.

Under normal circumstances, at this time, the two should separate and go back to work in their respective study rooms, but for some reason, Lin Jun expressed today that he wanted to work in the living room of Fu Jiujiu's house.

After Fu Jiujiu refused, he returned to his residence very unwillingly.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, before taking a bath, Fu Jiujiu took another look at the public opinion on the Internet, and found that the situation was as expected and tended to intensify.

Some accounts who don't know if they are marketing accounts or what, started to make a big fuss about this matter.

They brought up some of the more serious plagiarism cases in the past, implying that Qing Ren should be punished more severely than this.

Using the standpoint of an unknown illustrator, he denounced Qing Ren for being too deceitful, encouraged the illustrator to stand up and use the law to protect his own rights, and shouted: Behind you stand justice and countless us who support justice!

Many enthusiastic (no) blood (brain) netizens were substituted into it almost immediately, and they reposted and left messages to participate.

The fans' comments didn't have time to be exposed, so they were brushed down by vicious comments.

Fu Jiujiu held the phone and thought for a while, and tried to put himself into it. Feeling really angry, he closed Weibo and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out, he found Lin Jun's information on his phone.

My lord monarch: "I want to go to sleep with you."

Holding the phone, Fu Jiujiu didn't really want to return it, but thinking that Lin Jun could see the lights of his house from his balcony, he replied one.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

Fu Jiujiu opened the door, and Lin Jun squeezed in with Fu Xiaoba in his pajamas, pushing Fu Jiujiu back.

In fact, Lin Jun has been paying attention to the direction of public opinion on the Internet. Seeing the situation getting worse, he gradually became a little anxious.

Fu Jiujiu is like the most precious flower in his heart, and a flower cannot bear such cruel treatment.

He was very worried, and wanted to keep Fu Jiujiu under his nose, so that he could rest assured by watching him all the time.

But Fu Jiujiu was completely different from what he thought.

He looked like he was completely unaffected.

Maybe because he just took a shower, even the fatigue of the afternoon has completely dissipated from him.

He was wearing silk pajamas, with fair skin and clear eyes, looking at him very intently.

Just like every other ordinary day.

Lin Jun inexplicably remembered that time.

He told Fu Jiujiu, you should treat yourself like a flower, not a grass.

But now Fu Jiujiu is like a strong grass, even standing in the center of the storm, he is still unyielding.

Looking at him, Lin Jun felt a little touched, and also a little unspeakable emotion rose from the bottom of his heart.

He pressed Fu Jiujiu against the door, kissed his soft lips and felt the tenacity beneath his softness.

Fu Jiujiu was a little nervous, and the fingers on his shoulders were slightly hard, and the fingertips sank into his tight muscles through the pajamas.

Lin County's clingy people are a little unusual.

After thinking about it, he still felt that maybe his physical needs had become strong to a certain extent.

In addition, Zhijian happened to have an accident, which pushed FY, who had just signed a contract with him, to the forefront.

Under the double pressure, Lin Jun may need to vent.

Although Fu Jiujiu was a little nervous, he was ready.

If Lin Jun wanted it, he would not refuse.

But Lin Jun just hugged him and kissed him for a while, then buried his face in his neck for a long time, and then consciously entered the second bedroom.

On Sunday night, Lin Jun and Fu Jiujiu drove to Wangxianju to have dinner with Xingyuan's parents.

The restaurant was appointed by Lin Jun, but because Wangxianju was owned by Lu Xiye's family, Lu Xiye was actually the host.

It was just getting darker when they arrived.

The hall was brightly lit, and Lu Xiye was standing at the bar talking to people.

Seeing them, they greeted them, and the three entered the special elevator together.

The elevator is cylindrical, surrounded by glass, and the scenery outside the building can be seen from the inside.

Fu Jiujiu had been here once or twice before, but this was the first time he took this elevator, so he listened to Lin Jun and Lu Xiye talking, and looked out sideways.

The street lights had just been turned on, and at the door of the bar next door, under the dim light sign stood a man smoking a cigarette.

The distance was neither far nor near, but he was standing on the side of the light board, and the light shrouded him thinly, making Fu Jiujiu recognize it at a glance.

He turned his face to look at Lin Jun: "Qin Moyan."

The elevator went up slowly, and they watched it together. Qin Moyan was holding a cigarette, holding the phone in one hand, and spinning a stick that was neither thick nor long in the other hand.

Because the distance is getting far away, I can't see what it is.

Someone approached him afterwards, as if trying to strike up a conversation, but he was dismissed not long after.

Then, a figure appeared from the shadow of the signboard, which could not be seen clearly from above.

All I could see was that the man stretched out his hand and pulled his wrist holding the stick, Qin Moyan followed him and turned around and went in.

Fu Jiujiu suddenly remembered the scene of Qin Moyan pressing the cigarette butt into someone's mouth, and couldn't help feeling a little worried about the effect of the stick in his hand.

The elevator happened to be on the ninth floor.

When they got off the elevator, Sui Xing turned up the phone.

Sui Xingyuan is still with his parents and He Caiyi. The two ladies have a strong desire to shop and are addicted, so they will arrive later.

When Lin Jun hung up the phone, they were walking to the door of the box.

Lu Xiye stopped: "You go in first, I'll go out and have a look."

"Going to the bar?" Lin Jun asked, "Let's go together."

Lu Xiye didn't speak, and several people entered the elevator again.

From the elevator, we could see that there were a few more people standing at the door of the bar, but Qin Moyan was nowhere to be seen.

They soon arrived at the entrance of the bar, but it was the main entrance, not the one seen from the Wangxianju elevator.

This bar is very famous in City A, and many people come to play.

But as soon as they entered, they were recognized immediately, because someone came up to say hello immediately: "Master Lu."

It was almost the first time for Lin Jun to come to this kind of occasion, because he fell in love very early and basically stayed with Fu Jiujiu as an adult, so he had no chance to come to this kind of place, so he silently followed Lu Xiye while holding Fu Jiujiu.

After a while, a young man in a well-fitting suit came down from upstairs: "Young Master Lu, there is a performance ahead, do you want to see it?"

Lu Xiye nodded, and asked again: "Is there any trouble in the bar tonight?"

The man was startled, apparently not quite understanding why Lu Xiye asked such a question.

But he still smiled and replied: "It's been a long time since anyone dared to come to Master Wen's side to make trouble."

Lu Xiye nodded and said nothing more.

The young man took them into a box on the second floor, ordered them to serve drinks, and then retreated.

The side of the box is facing the stage, and it is only separated from the downstairs by the railing, so the viewing angle is better.

After sitting down, Lu Xiye lit a cigarette, lowered his eyes and searched downstairs.

The dance floor was crowded with people, and the booths were too dark to see clearly.

The band on the stage was making preparations before the performance, and many people looked up screaming from the edge of the stage.

Fu Jiujiu followed their gazes and saw Qin Moyan's figure at a glance.

Qin Moyan was sitting on the drum bench like an ice sculpture, holding a drumstick in one hand, waiting for the performance to start.

It turned out to be drumsticks.

Fu Jiujiu couldn't help laughing, feeling that he and Lu Xiye were making too much of a fuss.

He smiled and turned his head away, wanting to tell Lin Jun.

Unexpectedly, he saw Lin Jun looking at Lu Xiye coldly, while Lu Xiye was holding a wine glass and looking down indifferently.

The surrounding area went dark, and the lights focused on the stage.

The guitar played a soothing prelude, and then the rhythm became denser.

Under the light, Qin Moyan raised his hand, and after the drumstick spun a few times between the index finger and middle finger, it was smashed down hard.

The cheers and screams from the audience could almost blow over the roof, and even Fu Jiujiu couldn't help but lean forward.

For the first time, he felt that Qin Moyan had lost his coldness and released a hot soul on the stage.

He was watching intently when a hand suddenly covered his eyes.

Fu Jiujiu blinked, feeling the warmth coming from behind him, Lin Jun approached him, and whispered in his ear: "Don't look at others like that."

Fu Jiujiu laughed, and turned to look at him. The light in the bar was very dark, and Lin Jun's facial features were almost perfect under the dim light.

Thick eyelashes covered his eyelids, and he was looking down at him, very serious.

Fu Jiujiu couldn't resist him, especially when he was serious about some very funny things.

"I undress people when I'm working." Fu Jiujiu teased him.

Sure enough, Lin Jun became more serious, pursing the corners of his mouth and saying nothing.

Fu Jiujiu was a little emotional. Seeing that Lu Xiye was still looking at the downstairs, not paying attention to them, he quickly pecked and kissed the corner of Lin Jun's mouth.

Perhaps because of the influence of the bar environment, he became more courageous.

After a kiss, he immediately wrapped his arms around Lin Jun's waist, and whispered something in his ear.

After finishing speaking, he stepped back and looked at him with a narrow smile on his lips.

Sure enough, under his gaze, Lin Jun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then a thin blush appeared on the tips of his ears.

Amid the roaring cheers, he bowed his head and kissed Fu Jiujiu's lips, then said softly: "The bar is not a good place, you are not allowed to come here in the future."

Fu Jiujiu laughed and looked up at him, but he covered his eyes again.

The lights came on suddenly, the performance in the audience ended, and the cheers reached the peak of the wave.

They all looked downstairs.

In the chaos, a person stood up in the booth near the corner of the stage.

The man was tall and tall, and when the bright light hit him, Fu Jiujiu recognized it at a glance. It was Qin Moyan's mother who appeared at the funeral of Qin Moyan's mother, Wei Chengbai, the head of Wei's family.

Wei Chengbai was wearing a windbreaker between his elbows, and waved his phone towards the stage with his other hand.

Qin Moyan didn't take the stairs, but fell directly from the edge of the stage near him.

Amidst the cheers and screams, he was escorted by Wei Chengbo and walked towards the side door, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Fu Jiujiu looked at Lu Xiye subconsciously, but Lu Xiye had already looked away.

A long section of soot accumulated between his fingers, the screen of the phone in front of him lit up, and his eyes moved: "Let's go, they're all here."

He got up first, and put the coat on his elbows. After a while, he seemed to hate this posture, and hooked his collar with his fingers, and put it on his shoulders.

He went all the way and never looked back.

Fu Jiujiu's wrist was held by Lin Jun. After Lu Xiye disappeared around the corner, he said, "Lu Xiye is sometimes stupid, but I am not stupid."

Fu Jiujiu looked up at him, not understanding why he said that suddenly.

"I know what is most important, so I am willing to fight everything with you." Lin Jun looked deeply into his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Even if I am against the whole world, I am not afraid."

The author has something to say: What Fu Jiujiu said in Lin Jun's ear was: But I like to take it off for you the most.

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感谢在2020-08-3120:44:59~2020-09-0120:31:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!