"So much money?!" Zhuang Qiurong was dazzled by the long list of oddities on the check.
Fan Jianqiang smiled and said: "Brother spent a lot of money to win a beauty, why don't you smile? Come on, give me a smile."
"It's not funny at all." Zhuang Qiurong's tears fell down her cheeks, "This is public money, how can I embezzle it!"
"I said if you can use it, use it! I said that my position in the laboratory belongs to the highest level. Look at how much money your mother costs, just stick with it. It doesn't matter if you run out. From now on we will
Once you make money, just pay it back, and then you ask your sister to go back to college. If you don't have money to pay the tuition, I'll cover it!"
Zhuang Qiurong looked at Fan Jianqiang blankly and said, "Why are you so nice to me?"
"Haha, you don't understand. A good tool makes a difference. If I treat you so well, won't you be more willing to work for me wholeheartedly in the future?"
Zhuang Qiurong shook her head and said seriously: "That's not the case. Even boyfriends and girlfriends can't do this. Moreover, can you earn as much as one million by opening a fruit supermarket? I earn four thousand in Yinhai Company
One month, 50,000 yuan a year, and 20 years without food or drink, you can earn one million! Brother Fan, do you... have any other ideas?" When Zhuang Qiurong said the last sentence,
His face suddenly turned red.
Ga? What other thoughts? Fan is such a strong and sophisticated person, he understood it immediately.
Fan Jianqiang smiled shamelessly, touched the back of Zhuang Qiurong's hand with one hand, and said sluttishly: "What are your thoughts...? I don't know, can you tell me?"
Zhuang Qiurong did not blush and call him a pervert this time. Instead, she leaned on Fan Jianqiang's body meekly. Her soft little hand held Fan Jianqiang's big hand and said emotionally: "Brother Fan, you are so good to me, I
You can't be ignorant, Brother Fan, I can do whatever you want."
Fan Qiangqiang was shocked and shocked. Although he had always been flirting with Zhuang Qiurong, they were actually just joking. Zhuang Qiurong was soft and weak. Fan Qiangqiang had always treated her like half a sister, even though he secretly
I watched her take a shower, but didn't think about it. Seeing Zhuang Qiurong actually throwing herself into her arms, she blushed instead.
No, you can do whatever you want?
Fan Jianqiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the beauty is delicate, the beauty is delicate!
The scene of Xiao Rongrong taking a shower naked yesterday afternoon was replayed in his mind. After all, Uncle Fan was only twenty-four, and he was full of blood, and a certain indecent part suddenly became fierce.
Zhuang Qiurong said softly: "Brother Fan, I'm not saying this because you gave me so much money. You must not misunderstand me. In fact, before you were fired by Zeng Wenming, I said
You had a good impression, and later on, you helped me again and again...but this was definitely not out of gratitude. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have moved to you."
Zhuang Qiurong's delicate and soft body, and the faint fragrance hit his nostrils, making Uncle Fan feel itchy in his heart, and he didn't even hear what Zhuang Qiurong said.
The most hateful thing is that Fan Jianqiang's left hand is pressed by Zhuang Qiurong, and his right hand cannot move...
While he was distracted, Zhuang Qiurong suddenly sat up, looked at Fan Jianqiang with a serious face, and said: "Brother Fan, I want to discuss something with you."
"Huh? What's the matter?" Fan Qiangqiang swallowed.
"I really need money to treat my mother. It may cost about 350,000 yuan. Then... I want to borrow this money from you first. Brother Fan, I will definitely pay back the money. After paying back the money...
Can I be your girlfriend again?"
Fan Jianqiang's eyes widened: "You want to be my girlfriend? What do you mean? You can be my girlfriend after you pay back the money?"
Zhuang Qiurong responded with a blushing face.
"Silly girl, are you thinking that if you use my money, your motives are not pure? It seems that because I gave you money, you became my girlfriend, which feels like selling your body? You are more
Are you afraid that I will look down on you?"
Zhuang Qiurong nodded aggrievedly.
Fan Jianqiang stretched out his hand, ruffled her hair like a prank, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, don't worry about this, I didn't say anything. Anyway, you will take care of the money. You can use it however you want."
Just think of it as having received your salary in advance and don’t have any psychological burden.”
Zhuang Qiurong was moved in her heart and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will run away with the money?"
Fan Jianqiang laughed: "That's because you are short-sighted. Do you think I can only earn one million?"
Zhuang Qiurong gave Uncle Fan a charming roll of her eyes: "You have mouse eyes!"
The beautiful girl was so sweet and charming that Fan Jianqiang was tickled by her, and a man's desire gradually showed in his eyes.
"Brother Fan, what are you going to do?" Zhuang Qiurong was so frightened by what he saw that she asked nervously.
"Didn't you say you wanted to be my girlfriend? How about a kiss?" Fan Jianqiang stood up, looking like I was a bully.
Zhuang Qiurong was like a little white rabbit, huddled on the sofa, with a pretty face like a red apple, shy and touching, and protested softly like a mosquito: "Look at you looking like a cannibal, you really just want to kiss me
?"
Fan Jianqiang was exposed by her lie. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Who told you to be so beautiful? It's normal for me to be unable to hold myself back."
Zhuang Qiurong mustered up her courage and said: "Brother Fan, I like you and respect you. I also want to be loved and cared for by you, and be with you... But the time is not right. Brother Fan, if I become your daughter now
My friend, if you are like that, even if you look down on me, I also look down on myself. Brother Fan, I also know that I am a bit too pretentious, but can you understand me?"
The enthusiasm in Fan Jianqiang's eyes finally subsided, and he smiled: "Well, I understand how you feel, and I won't force you..."
Zhuang Qiurong smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Fan, thank you for understanding me."
Damn it, you won’t let me touch it, so I’ll go see my Hatano Yui, my Ao-sensei, and my Hayakawa Narina!
"Well, it's not too early. I have to go out early tomorrow morning. Let's get some rest early."
"Then how do you take a bath today? How about I help you wash it?" Zhuang Qiurong saw that Fan Jianqiang's expression was a little strange, so she quickly added: "Don't think about it, I just think it's inconvenient for you, it's just a bath, nothing else.
of."
"I'm not just imagining it. Also, my hand is wrapped like this, and it's still the right hand! It's inconvenient to do anything! Sigh, I'm used to using my right hand, so I don't know if I feel it with my left hand..." Uncle Fan
My mind is not very pure at this moment.
…
Zhuang Qiurong found two pieces of clothes that were no longer worn, carefully wrapped the bandaged area where Fan Qianqiang was, and then sealed it with a plastic bag.
Water sprayed out from the shower head in a rapid stream. Zhuang Qiurong scrubbed his body seriously, but he had no idea that his body was wet with water, and his curves were exposed, and his chest was high, soaked by the wet clothes.
, appeared translucently, making Uncle Fan a feast for the eyes.
Zhuang Qiurong knew that this bad guy was looking around, and she also knew that he was deliberately moving around and causing water to spill on her body, but she was not angry. In her heart, she was already in love with Uncle Fan, otherwise, how could she move?
Come and live with him? Otherwise, how could you help him bathe?
Suddenly, Zhuang Qiurong accidentally touched a part of her hand that shouldn't have been touched. Fan Jianqiang's already swollen and embarrassing thing was fully compressed in the boxer shorts, and Zhuang Qiurong blushed even more.
"Okay, I'm out. You can wash yourself down there." Zhuang Qiurong pretended not to react, handed him the shower head, and fled in a panic.
Fan Jianqiang shouted: "Being a human being must have a beginning and an end!"
"Go to hell!" Zhuang Qiurong turned around and glared at him, closing the bathroom door.
"I am a wounded person!" Fan Jianqiang screamed to himself.