After dinner, Yang Xiaobao and Mr. Luo chatted for a while and offered to say goodbye.
"Xiaobao, please send me away." Luo Pingqiu said.
"You don't live here?"
“I won’t live here today.”
Mr. Luo smiled and said, "She has a small apartment outside and likes to live on her own."
After hearing what Mr. Luo said, Yang Xiaobao nodded.
The two of them said goodbye to Mr. Luo, drove out of the No. 1 Heping Road courtyard.
"Turn left." Luo Pingqiu said.
"Okay. Who is the one with the surname Shao?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.
Luo Pingqiu smiled and said, "It's my grandfather's previous colleague who has retired."
"oh."
As Mr. Luo’s colleague, Yang Xiaobao knew that Mr. Shao’s experience would never be simple.
"It seems that the day to return to Shitou Town this time is going to be postponed." Luo Pingqiu said with a smile.
"Do you like Shitou Town and Shitou Village?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
Luo Pingqiu nodded immediately and said, "Of course, I fell in love with it the first time I went there."
"I didn't expect that people with your identities would like our places." Yang Xiaobao sighed.
"Xiaobao, what do you mean?" Luo Pingqiu curled his lips and said, "What does your place mean?"
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "It's not interesting. Compared with the provincial capital, our place is in the sky and under."
"Then do you don't like your hometown, you like the provincial capital?" Luo Pingqiu asked back.
Yang Xiaobao shook his head: "Of course I like our hometown. I have no feelings for the provincial capital."
"That's all right." Luo Pingqiu smiled, "To be honest, I like your hometown too."
Yang Xiaobao smiled.
"Xiaobao, you, you are very different from the other men I met."
Luo Pingqiu's tone became very gentle.
Yang Xiaobao looked at Luo Pingqiu, said oh, and asked, "Why is it different?"
"You know, my identity is very special."
Of course, Yang Xiaobao knew that as a descendant of the Luo family, his identity was destined to be different from that of ordinary people.
"Often men who come into contact with me have a purpose. They all want to rely on the Luo family to seek benefits for themselves. You are different."
"Haha, Mr. Luo and the old man have done a lot for me."
Luo Pingqiu shook his head and said, "I can see that you are not that kind of person at all, and your wealth is earned by you by yourself, so it has nothing to do with our Luo family."
"Do you think it's very easy to interact with people like us?"
Luo Pingqiu smiled and said, "Yes, the people in Shitou Village are so simple."
She said and looked at Yang Xiaobao, her eyes full of tenderness.
Since Yang Xiaobao and her drove back to the provincial capital, it has been the time when the two of them have the most contact and chatted the most.
Yang Xiaobao’s impression of Luo Pingqiu is completely different from before.
When she arrived at the downstairs of Luo Pingqiu's apartment, she pushed open the car door and got out of the car, she suddenly invited her, "Xiaobao, do you want to go up and sit?"
Yang Xiaobao uh and said, "Isn't it very convenient?"
She smiled and said, "What's inconvenience? Are you still afraid that I will eat you?"
"I'm not afraid of this."
"Okay, go up and sit down, I'll invite you to have coffee."
Yang Xiaobao was still a little hesitant, but looking at Luo Pingqiu's look of anticipation, Yang Xiaobao had to nod, push open the door and get out of the car.
Luo Pingqiu lives in a one-bedroom apartment, which is very clean and tidy.
"Sit for a while, I'll make coffee for you." Luo Pingqiu said with a smile.
Yang Xiaobao sat down on the sofa.
More than ten minutes later, Luo Pingqiu walked out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee.
"I like to drink coffee, but since I went to your place, I have never drunk coffee." Luo Pingqiu sighed.
Yang Xiaobao quickly said, "That's so sorry for you."
"So I can't live with my grandfather because he only lets me drink tea."
Yang Xiaobao smiled, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip.
"Good, strong fragrance."
"Yes, I grind my own coffee beans and brewed them myself." Luo Pingqiu smiled.
"That's so embarrassing."
Luo Pingqiu smiled and said, "Yes, my clothes are soaked in sweat."
When Yang Xiaobao saw Luo Pingqiu's clothes, he was indeed soaked in sweat.
"You wait for me, I'll go change my clothes."
After saying that, he walked into the bedroom without waiting for Yang Xiaobao to say anything.
Yang Xiaobao was drinking coffee and wondering if he should leave here?
The lonely man and the widow are in the same room, and there is a high possibility of a firefight.
Although Luo Pingqiu is beautiful, her identity is special.
When Yang Xiaobao thought of this, he decided to say goodbye when Luo Pingqiu came out later.
A few minutes later, Luo Pingqiu opened the bedroom door and walked out.
Yang Xiaobao was stunned there in an instant.
Luo Pingqiu changed into pajamas and pajamas.
Pajama pants are particularly short, reaching the base of the thighs, like shorts.
On top are pajamas with a large collar.
The career line was fully exposed, and even the two steamed buns could be seen faintly.
Seeing Luo Pingqiu's clothes, Yang Xiaobao's head buzzed and blood surged.
Luo Pingqiu's cheeks flushed and he lowered his head embarrassedly.
"Then what, why don't I go first."
Yang Xiaobao stood up and stammered.
Luo Pingqiu walked to Yang Xiaobao and whispered: "Xiaobao, can you stay here tonight, okay?"
"This, this is not very good." Yang Xiaobao said.
"Xiaobao, what's wrong with it? What are you afraid of?"
"You know, I have Sister Osmanthus, it's impossible for me and you..."
Luo Pingqiu immediately stretched out his finger and placed it on Yang Xiaobao's lips.
"Xiaobao, I don't mind these things. I won't affect your relationship with Guihua. I just want to have sex with you tonight."
As she said that, she hugged Yang Xiaobao.
"Just just think you have a dream tonight."
He said this, how could Yang Xiaobao refuse?
He picked up Luo Pingqiu and walked towards the bedroom.
Not long after, the room was filled with Luo Pingqiu's seductive voice.
It was past one o'clock in the morning, and Yang Xiaobao waited for Luo Pingqiu to fall asleep due to fatigue before he left quietly.
When he returned to the hotel, he saw a person lying on the bed as soon as he entered the door.
It's not someone else, it's Lin Yingwan.
I guess she couldn't wait for herself, so she had already fallen asleep while lying on the bed.
When Yang Xiaobao saw Lin Yingwan, he felt very guilty and walked slowly to the edge of the bed.
But this still woke Lin Yingwan up.
"Brother Xiaobao, what are you doing? I came back so late?" Lin Yingwan asked staring at Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Just go and have some food with Mr. Luo."
"Eat so late? Are you lying?"
"Don't you, damn it." Yang Xiaobao said, "I'm not chatting with Mr. Luo for a while." This chapter has been completed!