diskusbooks Chapter 137 Hiring Male Models Again? Jiao Jiao Is Jealous
Chapter 137 Hiring Male Models Again? Jiao Jiao Is Jealous
After sucking on the furry thing, Jiang Yan regained her flamboyant and cheerful personality, and waved her hand at the meeting.
He said he would take Sang Ling to a bar to celebrate finding his younger brother.
Fu Zhirang's face darkened further; he disagreed.
"You found your brother, why are you celebrating with her?"
He strongly suspected that Jiang Yan had ulterior motives.
Although Fu Zhirang objected, Sang Ling really wanted to go, and under her expectant gaze, he had no choice but to agree to go with her.
When she went back to change her clothes, the little girl was beaming with happiness.
What could he do but spoil her?
Upon hearing that Sang Ling and the others were going to a bar, Sang Rou stood up and said, "I want to go too."
And so, a group of people, along with a cat and a dog, went to the bar in a grand procession.
Jiang Yan chose the bar and booked a huge private room. Right away, she wanted to order male models for the two young girls.
Sang Rou, who had been to bars a few times but had never ordered a male model, rubbed her hands excitedly.
Sang Ling's eyes also lit up.
Completely ignoring the two men with dark faces beside her, Jiang Yan waved her hand again, ordering the male models to be brought in.
After the others came in, Sang Rou, who had been in high spirits, suddenly became shy and hesitant.
"Wouldn't this be inappropriate? My boyfriend is coming over soon." Sang Rou was conflicted and reluctant, and she even stole a few more glances.
Jiang Yan smiled brightly, "Who says you can't hire male models if you have a boyfriend?"
Sang Rou seemed encouraged, her eyes filled with approval as she looked at Jiang Yan, and she decisively raised her hand, "I want these two."
Goodness, they want two right away.
Jiang Yan nodded with relief, then turned to look at Sang Ling, asking under Fu Zhirang's murderous glare, "And you?"
“Then I will…” Sang Ling looked around, about to say something, when her slender waist was suddenly grasped.
With a gentle pull, he was scooped into her arms.
A familiar voice came from above.
“She doesn’t need it.” Fu Zhirang stared at Jiang Yan with a gloomy expression, his tone full of gritted teeth.
He was trying to seduce his young girl into touching other men right in front of him. Did he think he was dead?
Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, ignoring him and turning to look at Sang Ling, asking softly, "What do you think?"
Sang Ling looked left and right, but didn't hesitate to speak. She nestled obediently and softly in Fu Zhirang's arms.
"I just want Jiaojiao."
She looked around and found that none of them were prettier than Jiaojiao, so she didn't want to play with them.
After confirming that Sang Ling really didn't like it, Jiang Yan didn't say anything, just waved for them to leave.
Men don't matter, what matters is that my sisters are happy.
Excited and thrilled, Sang Rou watched as the handsome young men came in and went.
"What about me? You promised to give us both!" Sang Rou grabbed Jiang Yan and questioned her.
Jiang Yan glanced at her, patted her shoulder, and said, "What are you doing playing with male models at such a young age? Go and get her a cup of 'Forget-Your-Child Milk'."
A few minutes later, Sang Rou looked at the Forgot Baby Milk in her hand and screamed silently.
Right now, I just want to crawl in the shadows.
Beauty and wealth accompanied Sang Rou as she drank milk.
The two little ones sat on their special sofa, each with a bowl of milk in front of them, happily gulping it down.
Without the male models, Jiang Yan simply dragged Sang Ling along to sing karaoke.
Seeing that the little girl was happy, Fu Zhirang did not stop her, but just sat on the sofa at a distance and watched her quietly.
Seeing her happy, I couldn't help but smile too.
All I could see was Sang Ling skipping and jumping around.
It would have been even better if there hadn't been a drunkard around him at such a heartwarming moment.
Jiang Xu, drunk, sat on the ground, hugging Fu Zhirang's leg and howling.
“Brother Fu, I finally have family. I’m not alone anymore.”
"Waaaaah... So there really is someone who loves me. I'm not an orphan anymore."
No matter how pitifully Jiang Xu cried, Fu Zhirang remained unmoved, and even seemed a little disgusted.
"If you dare to smear your tears and snot on me, you're dead." Fu Zhirang warned through gritted teeth.
Jiang Xu cried deeply, "You don't know, I was young back then and don't remember much, except that someone used to hit me on the head."
"Looking back now, the person who hit me was my sister."
"It really hurt when she hit me, it hurt so much I still remember it for so long, do you think she has a broken palm? Waaaaah..."
Fu Zhirang's temples were bulging with veins.
I don't know if she has a single palmar crease, but at this moment I want to have one.
Thinking that the little girl must be thirsty after singing for so long, Fu Zhirang pushed aside the drunkard at his feet without hesitation, picked up a glass of orange juice and walked over.
"Youyou, are you thirsty? Have some water."
Sang Ling got into the song, her face flushed, and she took a couple of sips of wine from Fu Zhirang's hand.
Fu Zhirang touched her flushed face, worried that she was too hot, and carefully unbuttoned two buttons for her.
Just then, the door to the private room opened, and Sang Rou, who had gone out to pick up her boyfriend, returned, followed by a refined-looking young man.
"This is my boyfriend, Zhao Zhao," Sang Rou proudly introduced to Sang Ling.
Zhao Zhao greeted everyone with a smile, appearing gentle and polite.
Sang Ling looked Zhao Zhao up and down, then glanced meaningfully at Sang Rou, whose face was beaming with joy.
Sang Rou and Zhao Zhao seem to have a very good relationship, and he takes good care of her, even to the point of being almost perfect.
Sang Ling couldn't help but take a second look, which resulted in her being extremely jealous.
"The third time." A resentful voice rang in my ears.
Sang Ling turned around in confusion and met Fu Jiaojiao's resentful gaze.
"This is the third time you've looked that way." Fu Jiaojiao made no attempt to hide her jealousy. "Is he prettier than me?"
"Is Youyou tired of eating delicacies and craving something simple like radishes and cabbages?"
Fu, the "Delicious Delicacies of the Mountains and Seas," is trying her best to exude resentment~
"You're beautiful, but Jiaojiao is the most beautiful." Sang Ling had to stop thinking and focus on coaxing the jealous little girl.
You have to kiss, hug, and coax someone to calm them down.
Sang Ling went to the restroom halfway through, and when she came back, she was met by a group of people.
She walked through the crowd and brushed past one of them.
Sang Ling paused, her lowered eyes lifting as she turned sharply to look at a figure disappearing into the crowd.
The static in my ears also disappeared.