Chapter 2209

Standing at the door of Shangguan Qianmian, wearing a beige short skirt, the upper part of the chest, the position of the Department is designed to be a fork, highlighting her plump curve.

Although her hair is just casually spread on her shoulders, some naturally curled hair only gives her a charming taste of elegance and laziness.

The makeup on the face is also delicate and elegant. The light brown eye makeup sets off Shangguan Qianmian. Originally, some tea brown eyes are more and more beautiful, with an indescribable charm.

Shangguan Qianmian smiles and lets Xiaonian into the house.

"That's right, sister Qianmian. That's you!" Xiaonian put the food on the table and said with a smile.

Shangguan Qianmian smiles, sniffs and says, "it's so fragrant. I haven't eaten xiaolongbao and rice noodles for a long time. Xiaonian, you know my sister's heart best!"

"Well, Qianmian elder sister, don't make me happy. Eat quickly. It's a long way to go to the advertising shooting place. We have to start soon." Xiaonian put the food on the table and said with a smile.

Shangguan Qianmian nodded and sat down to eat.

"Where are the ads taken?" Shangguan Qianmian asked while eating steamed buns.

"I haven't looked at it carefully, it seems to be..." Xiaonian said, took out the mobile phone, turned out the address given by the company, looked at it carefully, but suddenly changed his face.

"Sister Qianmian I don't think this brand is very good. Will it hurt your image if you advertise for their home? Let's talk to the company and push it! " Small read holding mobile phone, tone a little guilty said.

"Why?" Shangguan Qianmian picked up a chopstick of rice noodles, raised his head and asked.

"Because Some time ago, there was bad news about this brand. I didn't pay attention to it yesterday, so... " Small read stammer explanation, the expression on the face is more and more guilty.

Shangguan Qianmian put down her chopsticks and asked seriously, "Xiaonian, this brand is one of the top ten famous brands in China. It seems that there was no news recently. What do you want to say?"

"I..." Small read guilty and anxious, a don't know how to do appearance.

Shangguan Qianmian looked at the mobile phone that she repeatedly ravaged in her hands, twisted her eyebrows and stretched out her hand: "give me the mobile phone!"

"Ah, no It's not on the phone... " Xiao Nian seemed to be caught by something, and he was flustered.

"Give it to me!" Shangguan Qianmian's voice sank slightly.

Small read bitter face, had to hand the hand of the mobile phone Shangguan Qianmian. Shangguan Qianmian takes it over and looks down, but a short message is displayed on the mobile phone screen. The sender is Sister Zhang, the Artist Manager in charge of her company. The content of the short message is to ask her to shoot the advertisement of XX brand, pay and so on. At the bottom of the message is an address. Shangguan Qianmian only takes a look at

to understand why Xiaonian suddenly says she wants to push off her work.

The address is very familiar to Guan Qianmian. More than a week ago, she lived in a villa in the villa area.

The location of this advertisement is another villa near the villa lengxiaoli bought for her.

Xiaonian just wants to find a piece of tofu to kill herself. What's wrong with her? She didn't see the address clearly. She gave Qianmian an advertisement about a shooting place where she was sad and painful.

"Sister Qianmian..."

"Don't push it!" Xiaonian just wants to tell Shangguan Qianmian that she should push off the advertisement, but Shangguan Qianmian suddenly raises her head and says.

"Ah?" Xiaonian has a big mouth and a face of disbelief.

Shangguan Qianmian put her mobile phone back to her, turned and continued to sit at the dining table, eating the rice noodles that had not been finished just now, and said faintly, "it's no big deal. You pack up, I'll finish and we'll start."

After staring at Shangguan Qianmian for a long time, Xiaonian finally believes that what she said is not a lie, and then turns to pack up.

Shangguan Qianmian mechanically put the food into her mouth. In fact, she couldn't taste it at all. What flashed through her mind were all kinds of things that she and Leng Xiaoli had been in that villa in the month of his recovery.

There seems to be something coming out of his eyes. Shangguan Qianmian quickly stuffed his mouth full of steamed buns, raised his head and blocked the useless things back.

Leng Xiaoli wakes up with a loud noise. Holding her dizzy head, she comes down from the bed. As soon as she opens the bedroom door, she sees Sister Zhang standing outside with a bowl of porridge and a bow. She raises her hand and is about to knock on the door.

"Young master, you are awake!" Zhang Sao Leng once said.

Leng Xiaoli nodded and asked, "is there anyone living in the villa next to you?" The noise should have come from the villa next door.

The villas here are not connected to each other. They are all separate. Even so, some loud noises can be heard between the two adjacent villas.

"It doesn't seem that there are people living there. When I went out in the morning, I saw a lot of people moving things, as if they were shooting advertisements or something," she said

"Well..." Leng Xiaoli answered."Young master, you go to wash first, and then take this porridge and medicine. I'll take your temperature again." Mrs. Zhang put the tray in her hand into the room and said.

Leng Xiaoli nodded and turned to the bathroom.

There were bursts of coughing in the bathroom. Sister Zhang stood at the door, listening to Leng Xiaoli's coughing. She hesitated again whether to tell her wife and husband about their illness.

She made up her mind that if the young master didn't get rid of his fever after drinking the medicine today, she would call his wife and husband tonight to tell them about it.

Leng Xiaoli came out of the bathroom, drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and drank the bowl of black medicine without expression. His face seemed really better.

Sister Zhang brings the thermometer and hands it to Leng Xiaoli.

Leng Xiaoli shook his head and said, "it's OK. I'll measure it later. I'll go out for a walk."

Sister Zhang hesitated for a moment, thinking that Leng Xiaoli has been stuffy in the room these days. It's time to go out for a walk, otherwise good people will be stuffy.

"Well, young master, I'll get you a coat. Just go out for a walk, but don't go far." Zhang Sao said, went to the dressing room to take a coat out and handed it to Leng Xiaoli.

Cold small from wearing a coat, the pace is very slow downstairs, out of the villa.

Outside the sun some dazzling, Leng Xiaoli raised his hand, slightly squinted.

It's almost June, and the weather has become hot and dry. But Leng Xiaoli only feels the sun is dazzling, but he doesn't feel how hot it is.

I don't know what's wrong with his body these days. He's always cold. Although he has a fever all the time, he feels chilly and coughs constantly. It seems that he really has some incurable disease. But deep down in his heart, he knew that there was nothing wrong with his body.