The most terrifying thing now is that she has to do this kind of cultivation again, if she tells her to do it again, she won't necessarily be so angry, even if it's thank you for your patronage, she is very happy. But the current situation is not as simple as participation.

"This boss, is there any way to keep me from being poisoned by them?" Xia He replied with a message, then put down his phone and walked to Fang Zeyu's side.

Fang Zeyu looked down at her, and then knocked her forehead: "Drop out." ”

"......" Xia He kicked him lightly, it was better not to say it!

The thunder roared, Xia He shook slightly, and then forcibly hugged Fang Zeyu calmly and buried his head in his arms.

Just now she was pretending to be pitiful with Liang Jinglu, but now she hugged another man. She wants to grasp the shortcut that is easier to take, but there is no way, she is poor and has nothing, not because she does not believe in the results of her efforts, but because she has a clearer understanding of this society and the gap between different classes.

Hard work can lead to success, but that's one in a thousand or even one in ten thousand, she believes in dreams, but when there is no money, dreams are really just dreams, and those things are not daring to think.

She is realistic, she is close to whoever has the ability to help her achieve her goals, she is cold, she can be cruel to others, she can be cruel to herself, and even the most cruel to herself.

Fang Zeyu stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her, he could feel it, this hug, Xia He almost didn't feel coquettish, she just wanted a comfort, or just wanted to hug her.

"Do you think that I am hateful, hateful, disgusting, and those desires are shown naked without the slightest concealment. Xia He hugged that person tightly and closed his eyes, who should appear in his mind?

Blank, at that moment, she couldn't remember anyone's face, those figures that slowly came to mind, slowly clear, but she couldn't see that face clearly.

"Actually, we're all the same, we're going to be the same. Fang Zeyu rested his chin on the top of Xia He's head, hugged her, and gently breathed in the fragrance of her hair.

The two of them hugged each other quietly, and they could hear each other's heartbeats, the sound was very soft, but very powerful, and it seemed to break through the eardrums and reach the mind.

When he was so close to Fang Zeyu, Xia He found that the perfume he used was so similar to Chang Qiming's, but they were so different. Fang Zeyu is bold and warm, and he doesn't let out the fragrance at all. As for Chang Qiming, the bottom note of the perfume is very light, and sometimes you have to take a deep breath to know what is in the base note.

Whatever it is, the perfumes of these two people are particularly sultry.

Xia He stood on tiptoe, wrapped his arms around Fang Zeyu's neck and made him lower his head, and then bit his lip.

This time, Fang Zeyu was not surprised at all by Xia He's behavior, although he didn't say that it would definitely be like this, but he felt that the two of them were natural.

He responded to Xia He seemingly nonchalantly, his hands were always holding her weakly, both of them just squinted slightly, they both wanted to catch each other's expressions, but unfortunately, no one could do so.

Fang Zeyu felt more and more interesting, dragged Xia He's waist, turned around and pushed Xia He onto the small table, and the cake and milk were suspended on the edge of the table.

It is a small square table, and although the area is not large, the area framed by the circumference does not seem to be too small. The milk, which should have been drying at about the same temperature, shook violently and did not fall in the end.