Chapter 117: Meng Man
Fu Shuangshuang closed the window, went to the bathroom to take a bath, and walked out wrapped in a small bath towel, wet hair, red little face, and snow-white skin in contact with the air.
It made her tremble.
"It's cold."
Hurriedly got into the bed.
The bed was cold, not warm at all.
Hiding inside for a while, the body warmed up.
Then turn on the TV and watch a movie.
Turn on your mobile phone to play games, and put a little snack next to you by the way, eating and drinking, and having fun!
This day...... It's a jolly life.
After eating and drinking, there will be Feng Yange to serve later.
Oops, it's embarrassing to think about.
It's a comfortable day, but some of Qin Lingxiao's words just now also made her think deeply, what if Feng Yange really doesn't want herself......
Will Bong Yan Ge give her a sum of money? If she didn't give her money, she would be old and decrepit, no one would want to marry her, and she would not have any skills......
Will you starve to death, right? Every time he thinks of this, Fu Shuangshuang is so worried, he should find a way to make money.
The last time I contacted Le Jiujiu, I knew that she was drawing comics, and I don't know what the situation is, so I'll ask now.
Logged in to the mobile phone communication software, I haven't come up for a long time, and now I look at it, there are still a lot of news.
The news in the class group, a bunch of swipes, she didn't look carefully.
I looked at the work group of Jiang Chao's studio again, looked at the chat inside, the development of the studio should be very good, and I saw a photo of a girl in the group, the girl is super beautiful, is this Jiang Chao's girlfriend?
Fu Shuangshuang didn't ask, and then continued to flip through the news, and saw a color cartoon sent to her by Le Jiujiu.
The two little people in the comics are doing that kind of thing.
I could see that her face was red all the way to the base of her neck.
"Le Jiujiu, are you sick, send me this?" She snapped at the keyboard.
Le Jiujiu was on the line, and immediately replied with a happy expression, "This is what I painted, put it on the website to sell, click super high, many children replied below, let me continue to update, I painted thousands of paintings on this painting, and made a lot of money." ”
Fu Shuangshuang: No discipline.
Le Jiujiu: Jiecao is a magic horse, if you can eat it or not, I know that I am poor.
Fu Shuangshuang: For the sake of money, sell your soul.
Le Jiujiu: As a fostered person, do you still have the face to tell me this?
Fu Shuangshuang: I can't help myself, and besides, it's the body that I sell, not the soul.
Le Jiujiu: Send me a photo of your gold owner and let me feel your pain.
Fu Shuangshuang: Don't!
Le Jiujiu: If you don't give it, I will draw you in my future comics, so that you will not die well in my comics.
Fu Shuangshuang was embarrassed: You are ruthless.
Thinking of Bong Yeon-ge's photo, she ...... It doesn't seem like there's any......
The only thing left seemed to be the sketch that was in the studio.
changed into cartoon laughing pajamas, tiptoed to the studio, turned out the painting, took a photo and sent it to Le Jiujiu.
I heard the bombardment of Le Jiujiu:, introduce me to your gold master, I am willing to replace you and bear all the pain.
Fu Shuangshuang closed his eyes, only feeling that this conversation could not continue.
Fu Shuangshuang: I'm sleeping, so don't be lewd.
Le Jiujiu: Don't, I still want to exchange feelings with you, what is it like to be raised by a handsome president, you can talk about it, I wrote it in my comics.
Fu Shuangshuang put aside the topic: What is the name of your comics, I'll take a look at it and increase your popularity.
Le Jiujiu: My comics are super popular, I don't need you to help me increase my popularity at all, don't open the topic, talk about your feelings about following the president.
Fu Shuangshuang: I ......
She didn't know how to respond to this sentence, should she answer "very cool"?
It's not reserved.
Fu Shuangshuang: Ahem...... I also want to draw comics when I'm bored, so don't let me learn all this in vain.
Le Jiujiu: Okay, if you want to paint, you can log in to the XXXX website and register an account to create a work, but you still have to tell me about your life status......
Fu Shuangshuang hurriedly got off the communication software, and the best way to entangle Le Jiujiu was to ignore it, otherwise he would die until he died.
However, hearing Le Jiujiu's words, she can indeed draw comics on the website to earn money.
It's just that even if the communication software is down, there is still a reminder on the mobile phone.
Fu Shuangshuang muted his phone, so he didn't pay much attention.
At this moment, Feng Yange happened to walk in from outside the house, "Washed up?" ”
Feng Yange's voice was low, just listening to it, Fu Shuangshuang felt very sexy.
"Hmm." She answered.
Feng Yange walked into the bathroom, and when he came out again, he was wrapped in a bath towel, and there were still water droplets on the sturdy texture.
The sparkle on the ends of his hair was still hanging, and little by little, it gathered and grew larger, and then fell onto his shoulder blades.
Slowly collecting the water from other positions, it flows down the river, winds through the pectoral muscles, reaches the eight-pack abs, and is then sucked away by the bath towel in the lower abdomen.
Fu Shuangshuang swallowed.
Can you not mind being sexy?
Fu Shuangshuang opened his eyes and looked at the hand-tearing Japanese devil on the TV, his mind had been hooked by someone.
Feng Yange walked to the big bed as usual.
Fu Shuangshuang naturally moved his buttocks and moved to the other half of the big bed.
The position that was just warm was given to Feng Yange.
It's a cold day, and it's cold inside the quilt.
Feng Yange went to bed, and the originally stable big bed sank down a large piece, making her roll to his side while sitting flat.
As soon as it touched his skin, there was a burst of coldness, and Fu Shuangshuang bounced away as if he had been electrocuted...... Good ice.
Feng Yange didn't care at all, stretched out his long arm, scooped her into his arms, and rubbed the soft and warm little body.
"Ah, did you take a cold bath?" Fu Shuangshuang exclaimed.
"Well, there is no hot water, I don't want to wait, so I wash it with cold water."
"Don't you feel cold?" Fu Shuangshuang really admired this man's good body, and in the late autumn weather, he even dared to take a bath with cold water.
"Cold." Then I heard him say lightly: "So hold you to warm up." ”
Holding her in your arms is like holding a small baby, soft and boneless.
"You don't care if I want it or not." Fu Shuangshuang laughed and muttered, although the voice was small, Feng Yange could still hear it, but even if he heard it, he just pursed his lips and smiled.
Look at the little red face, it looks cute.
Although it was cold when he first touched it, it didn't take long for his body to warm up.
Fu Shuangshuang always has cold limbs in winter, and he can't cover it hot.
With Feng Yange by her side, she doesn't have to worry about this at all.
She was always curled up, and he held her little feet in his arms, and put his hands on his chest.
No matter how cold it was, it warmed her.
Feng Yange is like a little sun, always full of energy.
"What did you grow up eating, and why are your body and physical strength so good?" Fu Shuangshuang asked.
"You're finally admitting that I'm amazing."
Fu Shuangshuang first frowned, and then immediately blushed, knowing what this implication was.
The big hand attached to her cheek, let her lean on her chest, and with the vibration of the chest cavity, I heard him say: "I grew up with my grandmother, and I eat and drink according to the most scientific formula." ”
Although he said this, he hid the life before he followed his grandmother.
It was a thing of the past, a past he didn't want to talk about.
"Oh." Fu Shuangshuang replied simply, and his eyes looked at the hand-torn Japanese devil on the TV again.
Now domestic films, even anti-Japanese dramas also add special effects.
Feng Yange quietly accompanied her to watch TV, even though the acting skills of the protagonist on TV were a little funny.
Since she liked to watch, she didn't bother.
But I noticed that there was a light flickering on my side.
Tilting his head to look over, it was Fu Shuangshuang's mobile phone screen flashing and flashing.
She was engrossed in watching, how did she know that Feng Yange reached out with one hand and took her mobile phone, opened the lock screen of the phone, and the first thing she saw was the picture sent by Le Jiujiu.
A little man rides on top of another little man.
And the little man above, Feng Yange recognized it as Fu Shuangshuang's little round face at a glance.
The villain below is naturally the Q version of the comic that Fu Shuangshuang once drew for him.
This is a painting of him and her.
Le Jiujiu also sent the following text: Thank you for sending it.
Feng Yange glanced at Fu Shuangshuang coldly, wanting not to let Fu Shuangshuang cut off his long-term relationship with Le.
If you are like this for a long time, it will only teach her badly.
Fu Shuangshuang was still watching the TV intently, and suddenly felt a trace of coldness running through his spine.
Slightly deflected his head, met Feng Yange's eyes, and noticed that he was holding his mobile phone, as if he felt that something was going to happen.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Fu Shuangshuang still didn't know why, and asked blankly.
Feng Yange raised his eyebrows, "It's nothing." ”
But the big hand struck her somewhere.
……
The next day, Feng Yange personally sent He Baona away, no matter what darkness He Baona cried, she was still ruthlessly sent to the car.
also called Fu Shuangshuang a bad woman.
In this regard, Fu Shuangshuang could only sigh.
But the moment the car was about to start, He Baona suddenly changed her style and said that she wanted to reconcile with Fu Shuangshuang.
Fu Shuangshuang was stunned, and he didn't react yet.
She deliberately poured a glass of water for Fu Shuangshuang, and said with tears in her eyes: "After drinking this glass of water, I will forgive you for everything you have done to me." "Anyway, if Feng Yange is not here after a while, Fu Shuangshuang will definitely betray Feng Yange.
Fu Shuangshuang didn't know that the glass of water was mixed with most of the bottles of medicine. And He Baona didn't know that this bottle of medicine was not the effect she imagined.
Fu Shuangshuang glanced at Feng Yange, Feng Yange nodded, and she had a drink.
When He Baona was sent to the car again, although she was still crying very sadly, the grief was mixed with a happy expression, which made Fu Shuangshuang feel a little strange.
Feng Yange personally sent He Baona to the airport, and Fu Shuangshuang was too lazy to go to Dilong to grind time, so much so that he remembered that he wanted to draw comics.
When I went back and opened my phone, the first thing I saw was the comic that Le Jiujiu sent last night.
The picture of a villain riding on a villain makes her blush and thick-necked.
and then unceremoniously scolded Le Jiujiu again.
But after Le Jiujiu helped her register an account and bind her bank card information to the website, she was angry.