Chapter 65: You Wet My Clothes
Chen Chun threw himself on Yang Fei's shoulder and cried recklessly.
No scruples, dripping with joy.
"You've wet my clothes. Yang Fei patted her on the back, and then screamed out.
His painful expression was so real and believable.
"What's wrong?" Chen Chun immediately stopped crying and asked with concern.
Yang Fei blinked, pretending to be in pain and said, "Look at you, so thin, your shoulder blades are so prominent, I just patted you a few times, and my hands were aching from the reaction force of your shoulder blades." ”
"Oops! How can you ...... at such an emotional moment" Chen Chun couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing.
"That's right!" Yang Fei shook his hand, blinked and smiled, "On such an important day, shouldn't you have a drink and celebrate?"
"I'm going to die! You still mention my troubles!" Chen Chun couldn't help but laugh and gently slapped him on the chest.
Belch!
was punched in the chest by a little pink, this action is a bit of that!
Yang Fei's character is not a pervert who picks up a little girl, but a big philanthropist who does good deeds!
"Brother Yang, I'll invite you to dinner. I have money. Chen Chun's mood instantly improved, and he really took out a handful of money.
She is indeed rich, and Yang Feigang gave her a salary and bonus, which is still quite a considerable amount.
That night, Chen Chun got drunk again.
Yang Fei still didn't know where her family lived, so he had no choice but to take her back to the hotel room.
This time, the hotel is no longer crowded.
Yang Fei opened two rooms.
Sleeping until midnight, Yang Fei felt warm like spring on his body.
That's right, it's like spring-like warmth.
There is also a faint fragrance.
It seems that when you look down and sniff, the fragrant nectar of spring flowers will drift into your nose along the east wind.
The spring wind is like a mother's hand, no, it is like a girl's hand, so soft, delicate, like warm jade, like cotton wool, gently brushing on your body, the pores of your whole body will be stretched.
Yang Fei closed his eyes and enjoyed the charm of this dream.
However, it felt more and more real and not like a dream.
For a moment, he wanted to wake up, but he was pinned down by something and couldn't move.
He wanted to open his eyes, but he was glued, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.
"Ahh
The dark room has only the light coming in through the window, and it is weak enough to see clearly.
He grabbed the person on his body, and was about to ask who she was, when his confused mind gradually regained consciousness.
"Chen Chun?"
"Hmm. ”
After a while, she said weakly, "You scratched me." ”
Yang Fei let go of his hand and turned on the bedside lamp, but only glanced at her and immediately turned it off.
She's light!
It's beautiful.
Dazzlingly white.
"Where's your clothes?"
She was obviously drunk last night, and she carried her back by herself, and when she was put in bed, her clothes were neat.
What she drank last night was not fake wine, she was drunk when she was drunk, and she was definitely not poisoned.
So what is she?
"I woke up in the middle of the night and felt so uncomfortable that I went to take a shower. Her voice trembled a little, I don't know if it's cold?
The room is obviously air-conditioned.
"Then your clothes are dirty, can't you wear them?" Yang Fei was relieved and said with a smile, "You can't be like this, every time you are with me, you get drunk." If it goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later. ”
"What could have happened?" she suddenly approached him, exhaling like a blue, and the breath hit his neck and tickled under his ears.
Yang Fei scratched her ears, she wanted to die, she didn't know, the most sensitive part of my body is the root of my ears?
Oh, she really doesn't.
"Chen Chun, why are you in my room?" Yang Fei's Adam's apple rolled up and down unobediently.
There is another indescribable part that also does not obey the call.
Chen Chun's breath became thicker and thicker.
A little fragrant skin, intentionally or unintentionally touched him.
Her body is not just warm, it is simply hot.
"Do you have a cold, why are you so hot?" Yang Fei thought of something, but didn't dare to think deeply.
After all, she is still an innocent little girl!
Chen Chun's fiery body, under the command of her fiery enthusiasm, leaned on his body.
"Last night, I took your room card. The hot breath she exhaled made Yang Fei's body hot.
Yang Fei remembered that after sending her back to the room, later, she knocked on Yang Fei's door again, came over and talked drunk for a long time before going to sleep.
It turned out that at that time, she took the room card away?
What is she doing here?
Yang Fei is a person from the past, so he doesn't need to ask, he understands.
"Brother, I'll give it to you. ”
"What?"
"My body. ”
"You're drunk. ”
"Brother, don't worry, I'm clean. ”
"You're really drunk. I'll go get the clothes for you. ”
"Brother, do you dislike me, because I'm a motherless child?"
"No, how can you say that?"
"Brother, I like you. ”
"Do you know what liking is?"
Yang Fei said, got up and brought his own clothes and covered her.
"Of course I know that you are good to me, I just like you. ”
"When one person's needs can meet the needs of another, two people tend to like each other. ”
"Like, isn't it love at first sight?"
"I would like to add that only when interests and interests complement each other can there be mutual satisfaction of needs and needs. ”
"I don't understand. You are so powerful, and the words you say are very philosophical. ”
"I didn't invent it, it's Friedman's law. ”
"Friedman's Law? Physics or Chemistry?"
"Neither, it's a law of economics. You like me because I can meet your needs. ”
"So, you don't like me? Is it because I can't meet your needs? Why don't you try? I can. ”
“......”
"Chen Chun, you are a very good girl, you can be admitted to the medical school of Fuda, it is enough to explain everything. It's not that I don't like you, it's just that I can't be in this situation, when you're drunk, with you that. You know what I mean?"
"Brother, I like you, I just want to repay you. ”
She muttered, and suddenly there was no sound, and after a while, I heard her even breathing.
This little girl is asleep.
Yang Fei let out a long breath.
The next morning, looking at her graceful youthful body, Yang Fei had the urge to slap herself.
If you don't arch such a good cabbage, sooner or later it will be arched by those animals in the university.
What a saint you are!
But she's not love, and she's still drunk.
Isn't it too inhuman to take away a girl's most beautiful virginity so shamelessly?
Even if I want, with my talent and this handsome appearance, I should be above board, right?
Alas, once you pretend to be a saint, you can pretend to be!
If there is a next time, pick the flowers again!
The moment Chen Chun sent Yang Fei to the plane and waved goodbye, she had a bad premonition, this farewell, she might not see this man for a long time.
Chen Chun bit her lip, but the tears still didn't fight, running down her cheeks.
Why was it so reserved last night?
The more he disagrees, the more it shows that he is a good man!
Yang Fei, who pretended to be a saint, sat on the plane refreshed.
He's not Megumi Yanagishita, but he can't be a disciple either.
It's okay to be hungry, but you can't choose to eat.
Be a layman and be upright.
Yang Fei's mind soon turned to the affairs of the upcoming investment and construction of the factory.
I have 100 million dollars in my pocket!
Do you have a lot of money?
At the very least, if you are not careful, you will achieve your small goal!
This is the real first pot of gold.
It's just getting started.
Yang Fei is addicted to selling laundry detergent and plans to make his laundry detergent business bigger.
Where is the factory?
Yang Fei had difficulty deciding for a while.
Su Tong came to pick up the airport, the two got into the car, and she asked, "Boss, is there a happy event?" I see that your eyebrows are full of smiles. ”
"Hehe, do you see that?" Yang Fei thought to himself, his cultivation kung fu had not yet reached home, and he got carried away after completing a small goal.
He coughed lightly, restrained his smile, and said, "I have something to ask you about." We're going to build our own factory, where do you think it's appropriate?"
Su Tong had been a little depressed, and when he heard this, he said: "Ah, are we going to build a factory? That's great! I just have something to tell you! Just now, the daily chemical factory informed us that the price of laundry detergent is going to rise, up to nine cents!"