Gossip King

"Give them some hard stuff, the good medicine from India, give them some, buddies, you guys, take a good picture of me, don’t just look at it, like last time, Nima, use one A pile of toilet paper." He smiled, turned and left, with a look of control of the whole situation in his words, and said loudly: "Go to pick up Brother Biao, and I will wash the dust for Brother Biao later, a lot of things."

In the high-cold room, in a corner of the bathroom, a small switch suddenly turned on, and a puff of smoke came in, the smell was no different from sandalwood.

Gao Leng and Jian Xiaoshan closed their eyes and rested.

Gao Leng was interrogated all night, and he was already a little tired, but Xiao Shan sat outside the police station all night, and was scared on the way, and he was very tired.

About ten minutes or so, the fragrance in the room seemed to exist.

Jian Xiaodan twisted, turned around to face Gao Cold, slightly opened his eyes, strange, obviously very tired, why seems to be getting more and more sober?

Xiao Shan looked at Gao Leng's profile, feeling a little in a daze for a while.

This is the second time Jian Xiaodan is lying next to Gao Leng. For the first time, Lao Hang was beaten by Wen Kai. In the ward, there was Mu Xiao Leng on the bed.

I remember that day, the simple chest was touched by Gao Leng unconsciously enough.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shan only felt hot on her face. She bit her lip, stretched out her head subconsciously, and squeezed it by herself. Fortunately, not small, it should not be ashamed, she thought.

I went over and over for several rounds, but I couldn't sleep, but my consciousness became clearer and clearer.

Gao Leng opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at her and asked, "What? Are you afraid?"

Jian Xiaoshan shook his head, and said embarrassedly: "Is it annoying you? It just seems to suddenly remember a lot of things, and it's really hard to sleep at noon."

Gao Leng said.

I was silent for a long time, and the fragrance in the air was refreshing and comfortable. Gao Leng was a little confused, glanced around, his eyes fell on the flowers on the cabinet.

It must be the fragrance of flowers, he didn't care, and continued to close his eyes slightly.

"Gao Leng, or let's have a chat." Jian Xiao simply turned around, a sly flash in his eyes, and blinked.

"Why, do you want to talk to me from poetry to philosophy of life? Don't fall in love with me." Gao Leng teased, rubbing his temples.

It's really strange, he can't sleep a bit too, how should I say, it seems a little excited.

Jian Xiaodan chuckled, gave Gao Leng a little shy and reluctantly, rolled over, looked at Gao Leng sideways, moved his eyes and asked suspiciously: "You have money at home and a house. , Why not take advantage of the current good momentum to change jobs? Jump to that kind of magazine with low competitiveness but stable, isn't it great?"

"Then why don't you continue to be a war correspondent? Or, like everyone else, after you become a war correspondent, find a stable magazine office? I think you have a lot of small vaults. A girl, there is no need to fight like this." Gao Leng did not answer, but instead asked.

Jian Xiaodan heard it, with a strange look on her face, she turned around and backed it.

After a long time, she sighed softly.

"I want to make money. I feel comfortable with a stable job, but I don't have enough money." Jian Xiaodan said softly.

"What happened to your house?" Gao Leng asked. To be honest, he has always had doubts in his heart. With her simple ability, she doesn't need to be a paparazzi. With a background of a war reporter, she can just go to a country. The media is all about food and clothing.

"Home? I'm an orphan and have no home." Jian Xiaodan's voice trembled. She seemed to be holding back something, and said: "I was abandoned by my parents. In the countryside, my daughter was worthless and sold to a household. As a result, after my adoptive parents passed away, I stayed in the orphanage for a while, and then I studied while working, which was considered a success."

Gao Leng stretched out his hand to help her pull the quilt, turned his head to look at her petite, feeling a little in his heart.

"You don’t know, our domestic orphanage is not formal. It’s better now. When I was a child, I was full and hungry. I remember once I was so hungry that I saw a bun in my classmate’s bag. I lived and ate it secretly, but I was found out. The teacher punished me to write'thief' and write it two hundred times. It was written on the blackboard in the school corridor. Many people came and went, all watching me write there.' Thieves’, they made up a jingle, “Small orders are not simple, thiefs are simple, rags, no one wants them, thiefs are simple,” you listen to it, nothing is done. Rhymes." Her delicate shoulders also trembled, and she got more and more into the quilt.

She was talking with a smile, but this smile made Gao Leng a little bit painful.

"Later, two hundred'thiefs' were finished, and the teacher called me to the office and asked me, Xiaodan, do you know it was wrong? Still stealing? I said, still stealing, teacher, what should I do if I don't steal? I haven't eaten for two days, I'm hungry."

After speaking, Jian Xiaoshan buried his head deeply in the quilt, and a sound of sniffing came.

She cried, she must have been an introvert since she was a child, even if she cried, she was very depressed.

"Okay, it's all over." Gao Leng lightly patted her back through the quilt, his heart raging.

He was deeply moved by starving simply.

"So, I have always had a dream." Jian Xiaodan's voice became firm. She wiped her tears, poked her head out of the quilt, turned her head and looked at Gao Leng, every word came from the heart: " I want to build the best orphanage in the world, with mountains, water, pollution-free food, the best education, and a more scientific adoption mechanism and follow-up mechanism. All these require money."

"So you came to be a paparazzi?"

"Well, this is very profitable, isn't it? And I'm very lucky to do it with you. Not only will I make money, but in the future, I can also realize my career dream." Jian Xiaodan said this, his eyes glowing with longing.

Gao Leng looked at her like a child and couldn't help but want to laugh: "You have a lot of dreams. Dreams in your career, what are your dreams?"

Jian Xiaodan was a little excited. She got out of the quilt. There was a little excitement in her eyes. She waved her small fist. She was a little embarrassed but said firmly: "I hope to create the most professional media column in China. , The paper-based media column, containing exclusive interviews with high-end personalities from all walks of life, and shady scenes that others dare not explode, especially shady companies with shady hearts!"

Jian Xiaodan became more excited as she talked, her face turned red, and her lips became more and more watery. As she spoke, she took off her jacket, revealing a sleeveless vest: "Why is it a little hot?" She muttered, putting her clothes aside, kneeling down in front of Gao Leng: "You are the first person to break the news, and you are the prototype of the column I want to achieve! Do you know, you said you wanted to get such a When I was on Weibo, I made the sound of'dingdong' in my heart!"

Jian Xiaodan pursed her little red mouth and made a ding-dong sound like a bell, very cute.

簌簌...

The voice of Jian Xiao taking off his trousers came over.

"You...what are you doing." Gao Leng couldn't help but opened his mouth.

Chat just chat, take off your clothes!

"Did you just say that you would not be rude to me no matter what, I still wear shorts in it, and this vest is a set, so hot." Jian Xiaodan said, throwing away the trousers, and stood up. Pointing to himself quite proudly.

Indeed, this is a set, tight-fitting, black, short sportswear that hooks her plump curves.