The new book "Just Let Me Love You, Sink into the Dust", the same author, different stories, if you are interested, welcome to move. In addition, "Waiting for the Wind" is still on this month's diamond list, at the end of the month, if you have spare diamonds on hand, just a few ~ Thanksgiving, Mo Mo Da ~

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Title: Just let me love you, and I don't fall into the dust

Author: Square Miao

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Brief introduction:

In order to get promoted, her boyfriend personally gave her to his boss.

She shook her hand hard and slapped her boyfriend four times.

But in fact, she Fang Songqi is not good, just a golden silk bird that can't see the light,

Beautiful, not noisy, enough mood, in addition to professionalism to be improved.

He once said, "I will only be your benefactor, not involved in your life." ”

But when one day, she broke out of her cocoon into a butterfly, regained her freedom, and flew to the sun,

But he destroyed her family, killed her relatives, destroyed her faith,

Finally, he pressed the cold tip of the knife against her stomach, "The child is knocked out, you come back." ”

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Sample Chapters:

001, Golden Bird

When she received Lin Shinian's summons notice, Fang Songqi was in a hotel room, staring at a man who had just been hit by her with a wolf-proof electric baton and tried to assault her.

Fat head and big ears, obscene appearance, at the moment closed lips, face blue, expression pain, at first glance as if dead.

Although there is only a distant relationship, Fang Songqi knows him.

It's her boyfriend's top boss.

"Mr. Feng?!" Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Fang Songqi raised his head when he heard this.

Zhou Ze, who pushed the door in, stared at the person who fell to the ground with a surprised expression, and then his expression changed several times, and finally met her cold eyes, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ah Qi ......"

It's okay if he doesn't call, but as soon as he calls, the unbearable memories of a few minutes ago come flooding back. Fang Songqi felt all her blood gather to the door of her brain, and the impact made her temples suddenly ache.

Huo Di stepped down from the bed and walked in front of Zhou Ze, as fast as an arrow, aimed at his face, and shook his hand to slap him.

"What are you exchanging me for?"

Zhou Ze covered his hot cheeks, was silent for a moment, and replied: "Director of the marketing department." ”

"Smack-"

Another slap was thrown out immediately after his words, and Zhou Ze's head was tilted to the other side in an instant.

"You sold me just for such a position?" Fang Songqi sneered, "I'm so worthless!" ”

"I'm sorry, ah-"

"Smack-"

slapped Zhou Ze's words again.

"You're not qualified to call me by name!" Fang Songqi's eyes were full of contempt, and he bent down to pick up what belonged to him on the ground.

Zhou Ze suddenly grabbed her arm and pressed her against the wall: "I'm not qualified, who is qualified?!" Fang Songqi, I've put up with you! Ever since we've been together! You're either calling or sneering at me! Didn't think of me as your boyfriend at all! Just treat me like a dog for you to play with! ”

"The dog amuses, and the owner is rewarded with bones! What about me?! His palms clenched into fists at his sides, his joints gurgling, his eyes blood-red, "I didn't even touch the edge of your bed!" I'm a normal man, not a vegetarian monk! You're not won't let me touch it? Then let other men test what you are doing! ”

The fourth slap ——, slap is crisper than the previous three times! Agile! Decisive!

"Even if I'm not a place, I'm a watch you don't deserve!" Fang Songqi spoke.

Zhou Ze was shocked: "What do you mean?" ”

"What the old lady means, what kind of dick are you, just go find a watch!"

Fang Songqi's eyes were fierce, all knives, pushed him away and left directly.

It was the height of summer, and the sun outside burned more unscrupulously than the anger in her heart, even if she stood in the air-conditioned room and watched the sunset through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it seemed to be an illusion that between the skin and the sun, only a handful of cumin powder was missing, and the tender meat could be charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

The moment the automatic door opened, the heat wave was too strong, Fang Songqi shook and was almost knocked to the ground.

"It's a dog!"

Cursing in a low voice, she looked up at the cloudless hot blue sky, put on a black super to cover most of her face, hurriedly stopped a taxi, sat down and took out her mobile phone to confirm the content of the message-

"Mr. Lin, the plane landed at six o'clock in the evening."

Looking at the time displayed now at 17:02, it is expected that if Boss Lin gets off the plane and runs directly back to Wulan Bay, then she can prepare for almost two hours.

Two hours, in her current situation, was not enough, but fortunately it was not too rushed.

Taking a fragrant bath and putting on beautiful makeup is enough to make yourself fall out.

But Fang Songqi still couldn't help but scold his mother in his heart.

Either she has been silent for a few months, or the police have carried out raids like raids, and she has picked the embarrassing days when she almost fell on her face today. He may be happy to come when he is the emperor of ancient times, but she does not have the surprise of the concubine of the cold palace being lucky.

Oh, no, it needs to be corrected.

Yes, there is surprise, there is no joy.

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The "estimated" time is a bit far from the actual situation.

Fong Songqi forgot to take into account the road conditions during the rush hour, and it took half an hour longer than usual to arrive at Wulan Bay.

The real estate in the prime area of the city center, single-storey and single-family buildings, fully controlled by central air conditioning, is 25 degrees Celsius 24 hours a day all year round, which is said to be the most suitable external temperature for the human body.

The landscape elevator went straight to the 33rd floor, Fang Songqi pressed the door card with the middle finger of his right hand, and the door opened with a "ding".

Boss Lin doesn't look for her, she basically won't live here alone, it's been three months since the last time.

She didn't come for three months, and the double-storey duplex bungalow that caught her eye made her feel strange for a moment.

Floor-to-ceiling windows are open on all sides, giving you an unobstructed view of the entire city. The golden light of the setting sun shines in from all directions, 360 degrees without dead ends, and the huge open space is clean and clear.

The biggest feature in the eyes of outsiders is precisely the reason why Fang Songqi has always disliked this bungalow - it is too transparent, and it can't be covered up by a little dirty.

Even if there are housekeeping company cleaning staff who clean to the highest standards every day.

But in the end, the surface is spotless, and the inside is filthy.

It's like alluding to some kind of life.

Pouting, she grabbed the remote control, pressed the button, and then undressed all the way to the bathroom.

All the curtains were automatically and slowly closed behind her, and the bright space suddenly fell into inky darkness.

During the bath, she was not idle, rehearsing over and over again the way to greet the big boss Lin later, pinching her nose to learn the male duck voice of the little eunuch, practicing to the end, she accidentally shouted "The saint is driving" to "The emperor is dead", and she was so happy that she accidentally choked on two mouthfuls of bath water.

Don't think that she seems to be very interested in this gold owner, in fact, her professionalism needs to be greatly improved.

She didn't know how to hand his slippers the first time he came back and entered the door, didn't know how to make soup for supper, didn't know how to prepare an ashtray in the bathroom before he took a bath, didn't know how to put a cup of chamomile tea by his bedside, and didn't know how to tune the TV to the channel he often watched.

is also a quilt, people can refine wisdom from real life experience, and write a book "A Canary's Self-cultivation", Fang Songqi just looks at the book and draws a gourd, but he can't describe a flower.

However, Boss Lin didn't seem to care about these details. Every time he came over, he had a very clear purpose and went straight to the point. So she consciously realized: Yes, being able to serve people in bed is the real kung fu and hard skill.

With only five minutes left before her estimated 19:00, Fang Songqi's preparations were about to be ready, and she hurried to the living room, carried two goblets, filled them with an appropriate amount of red liquid, adjusted the ambiguity of the lights, and finally sat back on the sofa and waited quietly.

Ten minutes.

Half-hour.

Two-hour ......

The time jumped smoothly to 21 o'clock, Fang Songqi shook his foot and kicked off his high heels, and the whole person relaxed and fell on the sofa.

According to custom, Lin Shinian should not come tonight.

The phone vibrates suddenly, and a message comes in.