Chapter 52: My Little Feifei
I closed my eyes and pretended not to hear.
He froze, propped himself up, and pinched my jaw.
"Eyes open." He accentuated his tone.
I had to open my eyes.
"Look at me." The tone grew colder.
I didn't want to look at him and say, "If you want to do it, ...... fast"
It hurts!
I had to look at him.
"You'll have to look at me later." He stiffened his face, "lest you think about others in my bed." β
I haven't woken up yet, and I can't help but be a little irrational: "Does every woman think about others in your bed?" β
He expressed his answer with action.
It wasn't until I was put in the bathtub that I fully came to my senses.
Apparently because of the sharp drop in stocks, Prosperity is very gentle today, and it will bring me in to clean it at this time.
On the one hand, I felt that it was very comfortable to be loved like this, but on the other hand, I did not dare to relax, after all, he was a person who would press me into the water if he said something wrong.
But what I feared didn't happen, and soon he pulled off the bath towel and wrapped me around me, hugged me to the bed like a doll, and said, "Come and eat." β
I looked at my watch, and it was already eight o'clock.
When I arrived at the restaurant, the maid was setting the table, and Prosperous was leaning against the terrace smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone.
I had told myself not to care, but I got up and walked to the terrace.
From here he can be clearly heard speaking: "Sleep company today...... No, don't mention her to me, it's all because of her...... Go to bed early and good night. β
I walked lightly back to the dining room, sat down at the table, and pulled out my phone to search for the news.
FH closed today with a total decline of more than 5 percent, and its market value evaporated by nearly 80 billion.
But the news on the Internet is getting hotter and hotter, is Mu Anan still hype? This is not in line with her personality at all.
Just looking at it, the phone was suddenly withdrawn.
The sound of the chair touching the ground is heard, and it is bustling.
He turned my phone off, put it aside, and said, "Don't use it lately." β
I said, "I haven't agreed to your terms yet." β
"Then I'll force you." He glanced at me, then picked up a piece of fish and put it on his plate.
I also picked up a piece of lotus root, and the lotus root on the plate was crispy at first, but it was already a little soft by now, but because it was soaked in the fish broth, it had a delicious taste of fish.
I still like the crunchy, so I took a bite and put it on the side of the plate and said, "I don't want your shares, but if you want to give me money, you can give me a little cash." β
Fanhua didn't speak, silently picking at the fish and meat on the plate.
It's normal for him not to speak now, after all, he doesn't know the price I want yet.
So I said, "Give me two million." β
Prosperity raised his eyes: "Didn't you give it?" β
I said, "I really tore it." β
It seems that he doesn't believe it, too, how can a normal person have a grudge against such a large sum of money?
Fanhua asked, "What do you want this money for?" β
I said, "Just walk around." β
"Where are you going?" Apparently he saw that I was lying, stared into my eyes, and got to the bottom of it.
I said, "Just buy things, such as purses, jewelry, clothes, ......."
"I see M Moser has a project for you." Prosperous said, "AR to restore the deceased, the difficulty is not high, and it is very suitable as a graduation project." β
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Fanhua looked at me: "The budget starts at five million, and you still want to buy a bag with two million?" β
I said, "That project has been canceled." β
Three months ago, I knew that I had been sick for a short time, and because the doctors at the time predicted that there would be two years left, I wanted to use the last time to try to see if I could fulfill my dream.
My dream is simple: I want to see my mom again, talk to her, ask her to hug me.
This world is material, and if there are no ghosts and gods, people will die like lamps going out.
So the only thing that can make me see my mother again is technology.
Bionic robots are of course the best choice, but they require a lot of time and money, and I can't afford them, so I chose AR technology.
At that time, M Moham's problem was not so serious, and I felt that the money was enough.
Later, with the accident of Muhammad, I only had half a year left, and this matter naturally fell through.
I was thinking about it when Blossom suddenly stood up, walked over and picked me up, and sat down in my chair.
I was put on his lap, and as soon as I moved, he grabbed me so hard that he dragged his plate over his plate, picked up the fish, and handed it to my mouth.
I looked at the white fish on the tip of his chopsticks, and suddenly remembered the scene when he fed Yu Ruoruo this morning, and suddenly felt nauseous, and couldn't help but push his chopsticks away.
The fish fell to the table, but there was a vibration on the back, and it was Prosperity laughing.
I hung my head, not wanting to pay attention to him.
At this moment, Prosperity reached out and pinched my jaw, forcing me to turn my head to look at him.
"Sometimes I really don't know if you're really simple and cute, or if the number of paragraphs is really that high." He said this with a smile in his eyes, "Tell me." β
I tried to pull his hand and said, "You let me go first." β
The last time I was held like this was when I was in elementary school, my dad was holding me.
"Don't." He let go of his hand and stroked his palm on my stomach as if he were touching a dog, "Eat when you're hungry, and if you're not hungry, we'll go back to our room and do something else...... Your bed is really nice. β
I hurriedly turned my head, picked up the lotus root slices in the plate, and just wanted to bite it, but Fanhua suddenly probed over.
As soon as I subconsciously avoided it, he bit my lotus root.
I couldn't help but look sideways and meet his playful eyes.
At the same time, there was warmth in my legs, and although I was still wearing pajama pants, I couldn't help but shudder, pushed his hand away, and turned my head to look away.
I know I'm sad, like now: intellectually thinks he's disgusting, and in the morning it's Yu Ruoruo, and now it's the same to me.
But the feeling of not breathing well and burning cheeks is still real.
Suddenly, there was an itch in my ears, it was prosperous, he pasted it, kissed me lightly on the pinna, and whispered: "My little Feifei." β
The sound made my ears tingle slightly.
I subconsciously craned my neck and heard him say, "It's so red, it's so honest." β
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I really don't know what to do.
Is this because I am afraid that I will not cooperate with him to clear his name?
Didn't I mention it all?
I was figuring it out when I heard a bustling voice in my ears again: "How many men have you had in that bed?" β
I was stunned and turned to look at him.
"Huh?" He had a smile on his face, but his gaze was cold and threatening, "Or am I the first?" β
As he spoke, he pressed his name.
The scorching heat burned the skin that had not yet healed into a little pain.
I dodged his hand and said, "You're the first." β
Prosperous smiled casually and kissed my face like a reward.
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