"Wenwen Wenwen"

I knew that my words had misunderstood Wenwen, so I hurriedly chased her out, but there was no one of her in the corridor.

Make a phone call to the rest area, let them see Wenwen's words, and ask her to come to the office.

But all night, Wenwen didn't come over, obviously really angry.

I call her cell phone and she doesn't answer, and she doesn't reply to her text messages. I was so angry that I hated what I had said.

I just wanted to be quick for a while, but I didn't expect her to mind so much.

When I got home in the early morning, the house was empty, Wenwen didn't come back, and I don't know where she went.

I collapsed on the couch in frustration, thinking that if I just let me die, I wouldn't have to have such a headache every day.

Xiao Fan was humming in the cage, and I looked up to see that the food on the plate was empty, and I guess it was hungry.

I got up slowly, opened the refrigerator, took some feed out of it, and spilled it on its plate, and it immediately screamed happily and arched its nose in the plate.

I sat on the ground and watched it eat so happily, and I couldn't help but feel a little envious.

If I were a pig, I guess I would be able to eat and sleep, and eat again when I wake up, and I won't have any troubles.

"Where, you say, where the hell did she go?" I reached out and flicked Little Powder's ear, and it moved to the side in dissatisfaction, continuing to eat its food.

Xiao Fan couldn't speak, I muttered alone for a long time, I was too tired to say I couldn't move, and I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up the next morning, I was kicked awake.

I rubbed my eyes and saw Wenwen standing in front of me, looking at me speechlessly.

When she saw me wake up, the Hedong lion roared: "Are you in the water in your brain, do you dare to sleep on the ground this day!"

I just remembered that I was talking to Xiaofan last night, and it seemed that I was asleep.

When I got up, the bones in my body were about to fall apart, sour and numb, and creaked when I moved.

I gasped and felt a bit of a toothache.

Sitting on the ground like a scoundrel, he looked at her with wide eyes: "What did you do last night?" Are you mad at me? ”

Wenwen snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "You still know that I'm angry?" Your words are simply poking at my heart, and I didn't beat you to be polite to you. ”

She impatiently grabbed my arm and dragged me up, and said, "Go and wash up, I'm annoyed to see you so dirty."

When I saw that she still had the energy to scold me, I was immediately relieved, indicating that she didn't really take it to heart.

"Okay Wenwen, you're the best." I got up and hugged her and coquettish.

Wenwen couldn't stand it, pushed me away, raised her foot and kicked me on the ass, and scolded with a smile: "Get out of you, eat my tofu early in the morning, you won't die beautifully."

I laughed, and the mood I had been depressed yesterday suddenly improved.

It is easy to say that the ladies are divided into those who accompany the wine and those who come out, but in fact, it is not simple to get Song Cheng to agree.

Once the ladies are reluctant to come out, those guests will not taste the sweetness, and many will not be willing to come here to consume again, so the losses will be great.

Almost as soon as I put forward my opinion, Song Cheng directly objected and sneered mercilessly: "I see that you have been too idle recently, and you have the kung fu to think nonsense."

"Song Shao," I looked at him very solemnly, and said very seriously, "I think this method is feasible, it is not necessary to accompany guests, love and love, poetry and songs, as long as you do it well, you can also make money." ”

Song Cheng snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "I'm afraid that your guest can't do it, so 'talking about love' can satisfy him." Otherwise, if you go out and ask, no man sees a beautiful woman and doesn't think about that little thing. ”

I was almost so angry with the yellow thoughts in his head that I was going to explode.

If the person in front of him is Feng Ruobai, it is definitely very good to communicate.

It's just that Song Cheng has a tendon to the end, and it doesn't make sense.

I endured the irritability in my heart, so I didn't explode on the spot, and patiently discussed with him: "Just a month, you let me give it a try, if the effect is really bad, I promise, stop immediately."

I looked at Song Cheng expectantly, hoping that he would raise his noble hand.

If I didn't have his support for this, even if I started to do it in private, I would not have enough confidence.

Especially Sister Chun, she is still looking at me with fierce eyes, and she is going to pull my pigtails at any time, and if she doesn't deal with Song Cheng's side, she is likely to come to sue me.

"A month?" Song Cheng asked.

As soon as I heard his tone, I intuitively felt that there was a play, and my two eyes lit up immediately, I looked at him with a smile, and nodded busily: "It's only a month, if you feel inappropriate halfway, you can stop at any time."

"Hmm" Song Cheng hesitated for a few seconds, raised his eyelids and glanced at me, and said softly, "It's not impossible." ”

"Thank you, Song Shao." A large rock fell to the ground on my chest, and my face immediately fluttered.

"Well," he interrupted with a sudden hand, frowning, "why should I give you this chance?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what he meant.

Song Cheng sneered and said nonchalantly: "Now that Shui Yunsong can make me a lot of money, why should I take the risk of making such an attempt?" What's in it for me? ”

"Song Shao!" I froze, choked on his righteousness.

He made it clear that he wasn't asking me why, but trying to make things difficult for me.

"Song Shao," I couldn't help but sigh, "what the hell does it take for you to agree to my proposal?" ”

Song Cheng was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, opened the door of the cubicle, stood at the door and said to me, "Come here."

I stiffened and instinctively began to resist.

It barely took me to get close enough to guess his intentions.

Let me go into the cubicle in broad daylight, except that I can't think of a second reason.

Remembering the last night when I was at home, my body suddenly became uncontrollable, and the heat was like an electric current, rising from the limbs and crawling all over the body along the meridians.

I swallowed nervously, gritted my teeth and hesitated for a few seconds, but finally deflated and walked towards the compartment with my legs open.

Wenwen is right, sometimes, the body is the best weapon for a woman.

As long as you use it properly, you can achieve your goals without much effort.

It's just that I didn't expect that one day I would come to this point and give out my own body in exchange for the freedom of someone else's body?

I was almost amused by my pathetic greatness, and I felt that I must have the aura of the Virgin above my head.

I pushed open the door of the cubicle and saw my back picture hanging on the wall inside.

There is only one huge painting on the snow-white wall, which gives a huge impact, almost as soon as I enter the door, my vision

The line was drawn to the past.

Song Cheng pointed to the small seal in the upper right corner of the picture and asked me, "What kind of words are engraved on this?"

I was stunned for a moment, squinted my eyes and took a closer look, and even brought the word "Feng Ruobai" in to compare it, but I didn't recognize it, so I had to shake my head.

Song Cheng obviously didn't believe it, sat up, crossed Erlang's legs, and the old god said in the ground: "You name the guest, and I'll give you a month to do what you want."

As soon as his voice fell, I was almost moved and almost spat out the name.

But reason pulled me back just in time.

Feng Ruobai regards me as a friend, so I should treat him as a friend.

I asked, "What would you do if you told your guests their names?"

As far as I know, Miss Shui Yun Song has taken on a lot of guests, but this is the first time I have seen him ask other people's names so unrelentingly, as if he was going to do a household survey, and I had to be vigilant.

Song Cheng's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he snorted coldly: "Of course I killed him."

My face froze suddenly, and I shuddered.

He "cut" and sneered, "Look at your stupid look."

Only then did I know that I had been teased by him again, but I still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in the palm of my hand.

Song Cheng leaned back and leaned on his head without saying a word, waiting for my answer.

I had a hunch that from the beginning, he didn't think to promise me, so he deliberately made things difficult.

Gritted his teeth and asked softly, "Song Shao, how about changing conditions?"

He raised his eyebrows: "What conditions?"

"Me." I pointed at myself and replied to him shamefully, "You also said that as long as you are a man, all you think about when you see a beautiful woman." I'll accompany you, you give me a month. ”

Song Cheng's eyelids lifted, and the corners of his mouth flashed a wicked sneer: "Come here."

I walked up to him as I said, and he raised his hand to pinch my chin and snorted twice: "Who gave you the illusion that you think you are a beauty?"

My face suddenly burned, my eyelids pressed down, and I didn't even dare to look into his eyes.

He raised his fingers slightly, lifted the hem of my blouse, ** said: "Aren't you the most afraid of men touching you, why, for the sake of your guests, you can even endure this?"

His fingers rested on my waist, and his fingertips ran along the waistline.

Almost instantly, my body seemed to automatically enter a state of readiness, my muscles tensed, and my whole body was like an arrow off the string.

I took a deep breath and desperately admonished myself to calm down, calm down.

Then he smiled and said: "Song Shao, I'm not for the guests, I just don't want to drag others into the water." I used to be naïve, but now I realize that the problems that can be solved with money and body are always the simplest. ”

Because you never have to owe anything to others, and you can never feel guilty.

Song Cheng's eyes darkened, and a low laugh came out of his throat, like a dense drumbeat, knocking on my heart.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled it up, and I was caught off guard and fell headlong on him.

The tip of his nose hit his hard chest, and it was sore and painful, and his eyes instantly warmed up.

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