There are many kinds of women in the world, some can be partners, some can be lovers, and some women cannot be touched.
Zheng Xuejiao is the last kind of woman in Fang Ming's eyes.
This kind of social butterfly-like woman likes to hang out among men, and relies on coquettishness to gain favor from men and win what she wants. This kind of woman squanders her youth. Their life seems bright, but in fact it is prosperous.
All gone, scattered is the loneliness like fireworks.
Women are naturally sensitive animals, and they can detect everything from a man's attitude.
Zheng Xuejiao's heart gradually became cold. She had thought of Fang Ming's rejection, but she didn't expect that the other party would be so straightforward.
"Mr. Fang, when will our plan be launched?"
Fang Ming was nibbling on the fish head, and Zheng Xuejiao's words almost made him choke.
Jin Feng was sitting next to him, and there were some things that she must not let her know. After all, Jin Feng was a policeman who hated evil, and his methods were not so upright.
"Ms. Zheng, I don't like to talk about business during dinner time!" Fang Ming silenced Zheng Xuejiao's words with one sentence.
Zheng Xuejiao lowered her head to eat the barbecue, feeling a sense of grievance rising in her heart.
Growing up, Zheng Xuejiao felt uncomfortable with how many young men and brothers had surrounded her to flatter her. At the same time, a surge of arrogance rose from the bottom of her heart.
I don't see anything outstanding about a small policeman. I want to see what you mean by Fang Ming!
"Come, drink!" Zheng Xuejiao raised her beer and clinked glasses with Jin Feng frequently.
Jin Feng glanced at Zheng Xuejiao, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
The two girls were having sex like this, and you drank one glass after another, until each other's belly was full.
"Bang!" Jin Feng suddenly tilted his head and fell asleep on the table.
"Miss Zheng, that's enough!" Fang Ming grabbed Zheng Xuejiao's cup and said seriously: "You have to have a certain temper when drinking. I think that's the end of the night."
Zheng Xuejiao glanced sideways at Fang Ming. She exposed her white jade arms and banged the table wildly: "Why, are you feeling distressed?"
To deal with a domineering woman, be more domineering than her.
Fang Ming took a step forward and smashed Zheng Xuejiao's wine glass into pieces. The wine splashed all over Zheng Xuejiao's face.
Domineering, mountain-like domineering is fully displayed!
Women all have the desire to be conquered in their hearts. In front of the unparalleled domineering Fang Ming, Zheng Xuejiao obediently lowered her head, her voice filled with tears: "Why don't you drink if you don't want to drink? Why are you so fierce?"
"You can go!" Fang Ming pointed to the car outside. Zheng Xuejiao felt an invisible pressure on her head. Her weak body became weak and she got into the car shivering.
The engine started and Zheng Xuejiao opened the car window: "Where is your car?"
"Don't worry!" Fang Ming picked up the unconscious Jinfeng and walked along the river.
Zheng Xuejiao looked at the tall figure, gritted her teeth, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped along.
The car drove to a deserted alley, Zheng Xuejiao leaned on the steering wheel, her long-suppressed tears poured out like a flash flood - Fang Ming's car had been driven away by the black newspaper a long time ago, and he hugged Jinfeng,
Walk slowly along the long street.
The golden phoenix in her arms half-closed her eyes, as delicate and beautiful as a sleeping begonia in spring.
The night breeze was refreshing, the beauty was in his arms, and Fang Ming's heart melted into the romantic night.
"En Ning!" Jin Feng struggled like a kitten, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, there was a pain in his waist, and Jin Feng suddenly broke out of Fang Ming's arms, like a jumping fish.
Fang Ming's hand pinched Jinfeng's waist. Jinfeng was not drunk at all. This girl really thought she didn't know.
"You are so bad!" Jin Feng stomped her feet angrily: "Is Zheng Xuejiao leaving?"
"She's gone, haven't you always wanted her to go? As you wish!"
"Bah!" Jin Feng spat a few times and said, "Am I such a narrow-minded person?"
Fang Ming was about to vomit blood. He wanted to retort, but a girl like Jin Feng was like an iron wall. Fighting with her was like playing table tennis against the wall. The stronger the force, the more intense the rebound.
"Miss Jinfeng's mind is as broad as the sky on the grassland, and as vast as the boundless sea -" Fang Ming's loud voice sounded, like a bard reciting a poem loudly.
After all, people have thick skin. Jinfeng blushed and pinched Fang Ming's neck: "A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!"
"Yes, Miss Jinfeng is right." Fang Ming suddenly held Jinfeng's face with both hands, affectionately. At this moment, Jinfeng's heart was as peaceful as a lake on the plateau.
Is he finally going to take action? Jinfeng lowered his head shyly and slowly closed his eyes.
One hour, two minutes - ten minutes passed, but there was still no movement. Jinfeng opened his eyes, and Fang Ming looked at himself seriously, as if he was contemplating something wonderful.
"Dead man, what are you going to do again?" Jin Feng pushed Fang Ming.
"I'm looking at something."
"What are you looking at?" Jinfeng was curious.
"Do you have any tusks in your mouth?"
"Nonsense, how can there be ivory in a person's mouth?" Jin Feng said casually, and immediately understood that she had fallen into Fang Ming's logical trap.
"Disgusting!" Jinfeng stepped on Fang Ming's instep, causing Fang Ming to grimace in pain.
After fighting for a while, Jin Feng remembered that his car was still parked on the side of the road. The two turned back and Fang Ming got into Jin Feng's car.
The car drove through the bustling market and finally stopped in front of a high-end apartment building in the northwest corner.
Jinfeng went up to the tenth floor of the apartment and took out the key in front of a unit.
Looking for a room? When Fang Ming thought of this sexy word, the blood all over his body rushed to his head, or his little head to be precise.
Opening the door, the decoration inside the room exudes a warm and homey atmosphere.
Jinfeng closed the door and threw herself on the sofa. She had been busy all day and was really exhausted.
"Jinfeng, when did you buy a house?" Fang Ming asked curiously.
"Half a year ago, it was the last time I was discharged from the hospital. During these six months in the hospital, I finally understood that people have to make themselves happy. So, the first thing I did after I was discharged from the hospital was to become a sex partner ruthlessly.
slave."
Jinfeng has always lived with her parents. There may be other factors involved in buying a house.
"How much did it cost?" Fang Ming asked.
"Five hundred thousand!" Jin Feng said exaggeratedly: "This is all my savings. Unlike big bosses like you, we don't live in a villa."
Jinfeng was still angry, so she threw a pillow towards Fang Ming.
"Jinfeng, I didn't provoke you?"
"Fang Ming, you have been involved in real estate, but you are also a developer without moral blood."
Where is this? Fang Ming's head got big. At this moment, Jin Feng fully used the power of the proletariat to fire at the bourgeoisie and launched an attack on Fang Ming with pillows and pink fists.
"Stop!" Fang Ming pushed Jinfeng away with a palm, and he gasped: "Jinfeng, I don't have a house now."
"Liar!" Jin Feng couldn't believe it.
"Really, all my money is invested in the company. I only have one company."
It sounds so pitiful and aggrieved, but this guy's company has hundreds of millions in assets.
Jinfeng had finished playing around and was sweating. She jumped down from the sofa and said, "I'm going to take a shower. Just wait a moment."
Oh my God, the guest hasn’t left yet, and the host has gone to take a bath. Jinfeng, what are you going to do?
Wash, sleep? An extremely fragrant word came to mind, and Fang Ming's head exploded with a bang.
Holding the remote control in his hand, he blankly changed the screen. Jin Feng's hot body appeared in front of Fang Ming's eyes, and a tent was propped up under Fang Ming's lower abdomen.
Could it be that tonight is the legendary romantic night? Yes, it must be so, Jin Feng's hint couldn't be clearer.
Jinfeng took the bath for twenty minutes. For those waiting, these twenty minutes were like a century!
"Squeak!" The door finally opened, and Jin Feng walked into the living room wearing a red nightgown.
With her hair in a high bun and her skin rosy, she looks like a beauty out of the bath!
"Bang, bang---" Fang Ming's heart was beating wildly at a speed of a hundred beats per second, and the blood all over his body was boiling.
Jinfeng walked up to Fang Ming, picked up the remote control, and said casually: "Would you like to take a shower too?"
Ask me to wash it too. It seems that there is really a story happening tonight, and it is also a sexy story!
Damn it, with such beautiful women, any restraint is in vain!
It only took Fang Ming five minutes from when he rushed into the bathroom to when he came out. He simply rinsed and walked out of the bathroom.
The bath towel used by girls was a little shorter, so Fang Ming simply tied the bath towel horizontally around his waist, looking like a nomad on the grassland.
"You---" Jin Feng's big eyes widened: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"
You little brat, you’ve come to this point and you’re still pretending!
Fang Ming shrugged and said, "I didn't bring any clothes!"
"You can wear my gray nightgown!" Jinfeng pointed to the outside of the bathroom. Sure enough, there was a gray nightgown hanging on the shelf.
Good things come hard! Fang Ming returned angrily, put on his nightgown and walked out again.
The exciting moment is coming. Jinfeng's rosy cheeks are like a big red apple, with a delicate fragrance. Anyone who sees it can't help but take a bite.
"Come, sit next to me, let's watch TV!"
A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. My eldest lady, what kind of TV are you watching?
Fang Ming's eyes swept across the screen, and his nose almost became angry. Jin Feng watched the most childish Qing palace drama. The most depressing thing was that this film was produced by his own company, and the producer was written "Fang Ming"
The words are particularly eye-catching.
Fang Ming has never been interested in the Qing Dynasty. This dynasty did not have the boldness and grandeur of the Han and Tang Dynasties, nor the elegance and wealth of the Song and Ming Dynasties. It only had ignorance, narrow-mindedness and deep servility. If this dynasty made any contribution to history, perhaps it was
It provides a large amount of film and television material for people two hundred years from now. You can see Gege and Belle flying all over the sky, filling the entire screen.
"Fang Ming, there is popcorn in the cupboard, bring it to me!"
This golden phoenix has so many tricks, Fang Ming did it obediently, and the golden phoenix's beautiful eyes showed a smile, which made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
"Oops, my shoulders are so sore, Fang Ming, rub them for me!" Jinfeng looked at them for a long time and simply crawled on the sofa. This posture is really soul-stirring!
Fang Ming became a masseur. People who practice martial arts are very familiar with the meridians of the human body. Fang Ming massaged seriously, and Jin Feng felt that his whole body was soothing.
This pressure on Jinfeng felt comfortable, but Fang Ming's lower abdomen was burning with desire, and he could only endure it with all his strength, and endured it very hard.
"Fang Ming!" Jin Feng yawned and said, "It's too late, let's go to bed!"
God, Allah, Tathagata Buddha, I have finally waited for this moment! Fang Ming has the urge to cry!
"Chi!" Jin Feng suddenly slid into his bedroom like a fish, and then slammed the door.
"Fang Ming, you sleep in the next room. I wish you a sweet dream and don't think wrong!"
Don’t think wrongly? Fang Ming looked up to the sky and sighed, wanting to cry but without tears!