Chapter 355

Korean dramas have produced iris and single for so many years. It is unimaginable to think of such a rare theme in Korean dramas without the excellent script itself.

However, the notebook that makes people die is an exception. The theme of the play is "murder" from beginning to end. Different death note holders use the notebook to meet their ugly desires, shape the surface, and hope to create a world without crime.

The most controversial point is the war between the protagonist Yue and L. who is justice? In the eyes of the public, Yue's use of death notes to deal with criminals is commendable and grateful. Because of his existence, the social crime rate has dropped sharply, but in the eyes of the police and l, Yue is a heinous murderer. "

Listening to Li Xianzhe expounding his understanding of his works and filling some loopholes, Jiang Junxi was excited. He found that Li Xianzhe knew more about the rules for the use of notebooks than he did. The two were in full swing communication, so that Jiang Shiqi didn't notice when she came in with a quilt.

"What are you two talking about so happy?"

"Ah, brother Junxi and I are talking about the company's next TV series. Are you..." Jiang Shiqi's appearance stopped them. After all, a woman suddenly appeared in a man's room. Even if this person knows himself again, he will feel inexplicable discomfort.

"Oba, it's almost two o'clock. You've been talking for more than an hour. Abba asked you to stay here tonight."

“Mo？ Don't do that. It won't take me long to drive back. "Li Xianzhe is very grand about staying. It seems that the misunderstanding of Jiang Shiqi's family has not been solved.

Ah, you help me. It's inconvenient for me to stay. Jiang Shiqi's silly appearance made Li Xianzhe quickly choose to give up and quietly squeeze her eyes at Jiang Shiqi, but the other party obviously misunderstood Li Xianzhe's meaning.

"Oh, Dad, really. There's no room at home."

Well, as soon as he said this, Li Xianzhe couldn't refuse again, so he had to retreat and beg again. "Well, I'll make a floor shop directly in brother Junxi's room. Anyway, it's only one night."

Jiang Shiqi refused without thinking about it! Oba's room is so dirty that he can't make a floor here. " When she came in just now, her reaction was much more intense than Li Xianzhe. "Is this Jiang Junxi's room?" When I came in the other day, it wasn't always like a dump.

"Ah, Jiang Shiqi, you're still not my sister. What's wrong with my room? It's also very clean. Well, look here, this bed, this life, this bookcase and this table, huh? Oba cleans with his heart every day. "

Jiang Junxi retorted with a red face. Especially Li Xianzhe's confused eyes made him feel that it had nothing to do with his face. You don't face your own brother, but all kinds of dislikes, or in front of others.

Jiang Shiqi rolled her eyes and said, "Oh ~ ~ sleep in your room. I'm afraid there will be dirt on oba."

"Hehe... What do you mean, I can't sleep in my room. Can you let the president sleep in your room?" Jiang Junxi smiled coldly. It's impossible to sleep in the living room. Although it's no problem to sleep on the sofa, even if his parents are here, they won't agree to let Li Xianzhe sleep on the sofa. It's even more impossible to make a floor in the living room. It's the coldest place in case of a cold.

In this way, only Jiang Shiqi's room is the most suitable and the air is the best. It's very good. Now the plot is walking smoothly according to its own performance. Imagine Li Xianzhe winking at himself. Jiang Junxi is a little proud. The first step of selling his sister plan is success!

In another room, Jiang Shiqi knelt on the ground and laid her hands on the bedding. Her little face was about to drop blood. The whole person didn't say a word. She turned her back to Li Xianzhe and stepped on it with a pair of fleshy feet. How troublesome can it be to lay on the floor? Just a bed quilt and a pillow, plus a slightly thicker quilt.

Li Xianzhe is actually very embarrassed. If he knew that so many things would happen tonight, he wouldn't send Jiang Shiqi back. Staying overnight is completely different from staying in whose room. What would he think if his parents saw him the next morning.

"That Shiqi, in fact, there's no need. I'm actually in brother Junxi's room or living room..."

Jiang Shiqi knelt down on the quilt and looked at him. Her palm gently patted the position next to her, "oba, except my dad, you are the first person to enter my room."

Li Xianzhe sat down next to her body. The room was full of the unique aroma of the girl's boudoir. There were two little bear dolls on her bed. As Jiang Shiqi said, most people can't enter the girl's room, because it was her last harbor. It's easy not to open to people, but once it was opened, it's tantamount to recognition of herself.

"When dad asked me to send you the bedding and let you stay, I didn't refuse. In fact, I was like holding oba's hand and telling Dad that this is my boyfriend..."

Jiang Shiqi moved her ass to Li Xianzhe's back, put her elbow on his shoulder, leaned down in the posture of holding her back, and said in his ear, "but I still told them that I love you alone..."

Listening to Jiang Shiqi's confession, Li Xianzhe was very calm. The silly bear played a bully hard bow in his dormitory room last time, which really shocked him a lot. Now such a comparison is much lighter.

It is said that back hugging has always been a tried and true trick for men and women in Korean dramas or real life. The heart index should be comparable to face-to-face hugging. Li Xianzhe is stiff and can't move. It can only be said that Jiang Shiqi's posture is too ambiguous. No matter who turns his head, he can kiss and touch lips to lips.

The fragrance on the girl came gently and got into her nostrils. People couldn't help but be confused.

"You know what? Since we first realized that now, this is the second time for you and me to be alone again. No, I can't get up with the last time. This time is really alone, even if you have never accepted me. "

Jiang Shiqi gently pasted her face on Li Xianzhe's side face, rubbed it up and down, narrowed her small eyes, and looked very satisfied.

Jiang Junxi at the door is holding a plate of mosquito repellent incense. Mosquitoes entering Seoul in summer are still very poisonous. At least kill a dead house. Without mosquito repellent incense, Jiang Junxi can't stand the taste of being bitten by mosquitoes.

The words from the inside made him hold his little fist. Alas, he finally looked like my sister Jiang Junxi. No wonder he was stupid and cute before. It's easy to be bullied everywhere. It's really fun to listen to this corner.

This excited, the whole person didn't stand firm and almost fell out. Jiang Junxi's first reaction was to protect the plate of mosquito repellent incense in his hand and stick it on the door.