There is nothing important recently, Zhang Ziyu is lying at home bored.

He already has an idea in mind about the new investment direction.

"Ding", at this time, Zhang Ziyu's mobile phone suddenly rang. At a glance, it turned out to be a message from Fang Shiqing: "Do you have time today?" ”

"Huh?" Zhang Ziyu was a little surprised, this was the first time Fang Shiqing took the initiative to send him a message. He replied directly: "I have time, I'm idle at home." ”

Within a few seconds, Fang Shiqing's phone called.

"Yo, Xiaoqing'er, why did you remember to call me?" Zhang Ziyu picked up the phone and asked with a smile.

"Seeing that you are idle, I will call and ask, did you not go to play with your brothers today?"

"I was going to go, but they said it was too naïve to go to an Internet café to play games, so I refused."

"Do you want to come to my house?" Fang Shiqing asked suddenly.

"What's that?" Zhang Ziyu almost thought he had heard it wrong.

Fang Shiqing also realized that her words seemed a little ambiguous, and hurriedly explained: "My father is going to invite you to dinner, and he happens to be at home today......

Speaking of this, Fang Shiqing's face was a little hot.

"Oh, that's it......" Zhang Ziyu also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Okay, no problem, I haven't been to your house yet." ”

"Okay."

"That's all." Zhang Ziyu put down the phone.

As soon as she changed her clothes, Liu Mei asked him with a smile: "What kind of son, do you want to go out with Xiaoqing?" ”

As a mother, she must care about her son's lifelong events.

"Ahh

"Go to your girlfriend's house, don't forget to bring something." Liu Mei reminded.

"Yes." Fortunately, my mother reminded me, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to go empty-handed.

"Mom, bring me two bottles of my father's wine."

"Then you'll have to bring good wine." Liu Mei got up with a smile and went to the bedroom.

Half an hour later, Zhang Ziyu had already come downstairs to Fang Shiqing's house.

Ring the doorbell, and the door opens.

Zhang Ziyu took the elevator to the eleventh floor and knocked on the door.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Zhang Ziyu heard footsteps inside.

"Cards." The door slowly opened, and Fang Shiqing was wearing a very homely outfit, with many cute cartoon patterns on it. However, her mature figure still can't be hidden.

"Here, come in." Fang Shiqing said.

"Okay." Zhang Ziyu walked in with a smile.

Fang Zhenyu also walked out of the house: "Ziyu is here?" ”

"Hello Uncle Fang, this is a gift for my uncle." Zhang Ziyu handed the gift to Fang Zhenyu.

"Come on, what kind of platform do you bring, it's so valuable." Although Fang Zhenyu said this, he was still very happy.

Zhang Ziyu understands etiquette very well and speaks generously.

Fang Zhenyu opened it and saw that there were two bottles of Qianzhou Taizi wine. Even in 2004, the price of the table was still very expensive, and it was difficult to buy the original.

"Mine?" Fang Shiqing blinked her eyes and asked at Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu looked at Fang Shiqing seriously: "In my heart? ”

"Looking for a fight!" Fang Shiqing waved her fist at Zhang Ziyu.

Seeing his daughter doing something to Zhang Ziyu, Fang Zhenyu instantly understood that his daughter definitely liked Zhang Ziyu.

For so long, it was the first time he had seen Fang Shiqing have such a good relationship with a boy.

"Come in and sit down first, Shiqing will pour water for Ziyu." Fang Zhenyu said.

"Okay Dad." Fang Shiqing still listened to her father very much, and whispered to Zhang Ziyu: "I'll clean you up later!" ”

"Hey, Xiao Qingqing, which house are you in?"

Zhang Ziyu asked curiously.

"You want to see it?"

A flush appeared on Fang Shiqing's face, and she said shyly.

"With me... Come on. ”

"Okay."

Zhang Ziyu happily got up and walked into the second bedroom with Fang Shiqing.

Push open the door,

The first thing that catches your eye is Fang Shiqing's big bed covered with pink cartoon sheets.

There are several stuffed animals piled on top of it...

There is also a pair of flesh-colored stockings in the corner,

It looks like it hasn't been washed yet.

Mommy.

What is that

Zhang Ziyu reached out and picked up a pair of white lace pants from the side of the bed.

I took a picture of the window,

translucent,

Is Shiqing so unrestrained,

This is too sexy, Zhang Ziyu fantasized about Fang Shiqing wearing these little pants in his mind, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Ah, why do you take everything, this one is not washed, it is dirty..."

Fang Shiqing blushed and snatched the trousers and put them in the cabinet.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed and said nothing.

His own personal little Nene was touched by him, and he was ashamed to death, how will he see people in the future...

"Xiao Qingqing, I like you, including everything about you, can you give me two and let me go home and make a plate?"

Zhang Ziyu sat beside her with a wicked smile, smelling the faint girl's body fragrance on her body, and gradually became intoxicated.

"Nasty~"

Fang Shiqing curled up her legs on the bed,

The pink toes move around, and they are cute.

Zhang Ziyu's ghost made the god stretch out his salty pig hand and shook it,

Gently rub the soles of her feet.

"Hmm~."

Fang Shiqing's eyes were blurred and she murmured in a low voice.

Zhang Ziyu felt the warmth in the palm of his hand, slippery,

Each toe is carved in pink and delicate.

It seems that if a man is beautiful, his feet are also beautiful.

"It's so itchy, don't touch it..."

Fang Shiqing couldn't help it.

His legs began to move.

Then the low shout turned into laughter.

"Don't scratch my feet, it's itching."

Just when Zhang Ziyu was about to make further moves,

Fang Zhenyu's voice came from outside the door.

"Ziyu, Shiqing, it's time to eat."

Zhang Ziyu had no choice but to reluctantly withdraw the salty pig's hand, and shamelessly sniffed it under his nose,

Emma, it's so fragrant.

......

At the dinner table,

The four of them sat down in priority and order,

Li Fang wore an apron to Zhang Ziyu with vegetables,

"Xiao Yu, eat some food first."

"Thank you, Auntie, Auntie has worked hard."

Zhang Ziyu said respectfully, but he didn't dare to look up at Li Fang more.

Li Fang is just 40 years old this year.

Due to proper maintenance, he looks like he is only twenty-eight or nineteen years old.

But the body is plump and full, and the apron can't hide the seductive breasts,

Maybe I went out to run errands in the morning, and the black silk on my legs hasn't been changed yet.