Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

In early winter, the sun is not strong, it is noon, and it is still a bit cold. The Luo’s villa is facing the sun, and in the old man’s study, the sunlight just leaks through the window sill at this moment.

Luo Qinghe opened the door and entered.

"grandfather."

The old man Luo Huaiyu started from scratch and started building building materials. In the past few years, he has dabbled in real estate. The 70-year-old man is full of gray hair and still full of energy.

"Is it all done?"

Luo Huaiyu refers to the matter of Tianxing.

"Well, those people from Tianxing have already taken care of it, and we won't involve Luo family."

Luo Changde, the son of Luo's family, was sluggish and lustful, and had no intention of doing business. After Luo Huaiyu retired, the Luo family's eldest granddaughter Luo Qinghe was in charge. In the past few years, nothing went wrong.

This time, the incident was a bit loud.

Luo Huaiyu holds a pen in his hand, and writes in cursive hand well. The last stroke falls off the paper. He raised his head, his eyes are like torches: "Don't leave hidden dangers, use some means when necessary."

Luo Qinghe nodded and said yes.

"This time, there can never be a second time."

"understood."

After leaving the study, Luo Qinghe left without staying.

"Qinghe," a woman came out from the kitchen and called her softly, "Lunch is ready, do you want to eat before leaving?"

This woman was named Xu Yunci. She was the wife of Luo Huaiyu's second son, Luo Changan. She had been a widow for more than ten years. She had a daughter, Luo Yinghe.

Xu Yunci is out of forty. She is well maintained, has a slender and graceful figure, and is a woman who looks like a dodder flower.

"Stop eating."

Attitude, obviously indifferent, even disgusting.

Walking to the door, Luo Qinghe stopped and turned around: "Second aunt, don't let me see the thing on your neck."

Xu Yunci suddenly turned pale, and subconsciously covered his neck with his hands.

Luo Qinghe sneered, turned and left. A widow-keeping woman, the hickey on her neck is dazzling.

The secretary Han Feng's car was parked outside the villa, and when Luo Qinghe came out, he drove out of the master and opened the door of the back seat.

Luo Qinghe sat in.

Han Feng handed over a document: "Mr. Luo, this is the profile of that professional errand runner."

Luo Qing and his legs overlapped and turned two pages: "Is it a woman?"

"Yes."

She turned back page by page, smiling unclearly: "The ability is not too small." Close the information, "I like to play with this kind of person."

A professional errand runner, right? She wants to see if it can turn the sky upside down.

In the early winter, the wind and clouds were unpredictable, and it rained again in the evening. The rain was small and dense, and the air was soggy. It rained for several days.

The scandal of Tianxing has been on the hot search for a week before the storm has slowly ceased.

"Can't the Luo family catch it?" Zhou Xufang took a sip of the drink, so sweet that she squinted her eyes, lowered her head and continued to gnaw the ribs.

Shuangxiang typed quickly: "The senior officials of Tianxing have committed the crime. The police have no other evidence and cannot move the Luo family. Moreover, if you offend the Luo family, life will be difficult."

After Zhou Xufang finished eating a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, Sang Jiang sent another sentence.

"Zhou Qing was suspended and demoted to the radio station to do night shows."

Zhou Xufang bite hard, and the whole rib was crushed.

How many times her bite force, I don’t remember. Anyway, she can kill Luo family casually. She spit out the scum of ribs and cursed the person surnamed Luo: "Animal."

Shuangjiang scolded the beasts, and then continued to talk about business: "A Fang, I'm afraid Luo Qing and you will be the next one to deal with."

Luo Qinghe is an extremely vengeful person, no one who has provoked her will have a happy birthday.

Zhou Xufang is not afraid.

"If she comes to mess with me, I will beat her."

After that, she gnawed the last piece of ribs and wiped her hands: "The time is up, I'm going to work."

Then she turned off the computer, went to the locker room to change clothes, wore a black fisherman hat, carried a skull bag, and went to work in a small supermarket outside the community.

Wen Baiyang is still working part-time in the store. At this point, there are not many customers. She is lying on the cash register to write and draw, with a computer next to it.

Zhou Xufang walked over.

The light was blocked and a shadow was cast on the cashier counter. Wen Baiyang raised his head, smiled at Zhou Xufang, and wrote: "There are still fifteen minutes before eleven." He wrote, "You sit down for a while. ."

Before it was time to take over, Zhou Xufang moved a small stool and sat next to Wen Baiyang for a while.

Wen Baiyang put the computer in his shoulder bag and took out a bag of candy from the bag, and asked Zhou Xufang: "Do you want to eat candy?"

Zhou Xufang likes sweets.

"Yeah." She stretched out her hand.

Wen Baiyang picked the pink candy paper skittles and put them in her hand. She peeled off the candy paper and bit them with a rattle.

Wen Baiyang put all the sugar on the cash register, pushed it to Zhou Xufang, and wrote on the paper: "Do you drink yogurt?"

Her handwriting is beautiful, upright and delicate, just like her people.

Zhou Xufang nodded: "Drink."

Wen Baiyang took out a box of yogurt from the bag, inserted the straw, and pushed it to Zhou Xufang, and then took it out of the bag: "I still have jelly."

She poured all the jelly on the table.

Zhou Xufang has worked part-time in a small supermarket several times, and she has been familiar with Wen Baiyang. She also brought milk to Wen Baiyang last time, and Wen Baiyang carried all her snacks this time.

Zhou Xufang felt that Wen Baiyang was a little fairy.

She picked a pink jelly and sipped it: "Are you still studying?"

"Well, I was a freshman at the Imperial College of Special Education." Wen Baiyang wrote on the paper again, "It's the computer department."

After writing, she looked up at Zhou Xufang's lips.

Zhou Xufang gave a thumbs up: "You're amazing." Frostfall is also a computer science department, and she thinks people who study computer science are very good.

Wen Baiyang was embarrassed by the praise, smiled shyly, lying on the table, slowly writing to Zhou Xufang one by one: "Do you want to eat eggs? My grandmother raises a lot of chickens, and my family has a lot of native eggs."

After finishing writing, she turned around and digs out some eggs in another bag.

Zhou Xufang pulled her sleeves: "I can't eat eggs." She said, "I haven't eaten the eggs you gave me last time."

She will get drunk when she eats eggs, and will do wrong when she is drunk

In the memory, she got drunk the first time she ate eggs, and then jumped to a tree and sang about my motherland. When others let her down, she refused, and jumped to another tree, singing like a motherless child Root grass, after singing all the songs she could sing, she uprooted all the trees and went home...

Wen Baiyang was surprised. He probably hadn’t heard of anyone who couldn’t eat eggs. His eyes were round and his cheeks were red on the plateau. He said, "Can you eat chicken?"

Zhou Xufang said: "Chicken is fine."

"Then next time I will bring you shredded chicken." Wen Baiyang wrote on the paper, "I will also make braised chicken feet."

Zhou Xufang gave another thumbs up: "You're amazing." Really, she doesn't know how to do anything. She doesn't have a kitchen at home and can only eat takeaways every day, so she thinks Wen Baiyang is amazing. She holds both hands together. Thumbs up, "Extraordinarily powerful."

Wen Baiyang smiled so that his eyes narrowed into crooked seams, and the plateau of his cheeks became redder.

Zhou Xufang thinks Wen Baiyang is particularly attractive.

The next day, after a few days of rain, it finally cleared.

It's clearing up, Ah Wan feels that the employer's mood is still very bad, but why? Why is the employer in a bad mood? He doesn't know.

The employer ate two bites for lunch and threw the chopsticks.

He asked: "Doesn't it suit your appetite?"

Jiang Zhi didn't speak, so he dipped his handkerchief in warm water, and wiped his hands carefully, one finger after another, and the white fingers turned red.

Ah Wan felt that he loved cleanliness too much, so he was very particular, and continued to ask: "Would you like a can of milk?"

Jiang Zhi tossed the kerchief after wiping his hands: "Go and call the assistant director."

"Oh."

Ah Wan went to call Deputy Director Zhao.

Assistant Director Zhao didn't wipe his mouth halfway through the meal, and it was shiny. He quickly wiped it clean and went in: "Guide Jiang, are you looking for me?"

The heating was turned on in the room and the windows were opened.

Jiang Zhi's cheeks were red morbidly, and he didn't know if it was the cold wind or the hot wind. He casually asked, "Today's group performance has changed?"

Assistant Director Zhao didn't know what he meant: "No, it's the last call."

Jiang Zhi lay down on the recliner: "Get out."

Deputy Director Zhao: "..."

So, why did the great director look for him?

Ah Wan followed out secretly and said: "Did Zhou Xufang come today?"

Deputy Director Zhao looked like a monk in Zhang Er, confused: "Who is Zhou Xufang?"

Ah Wan is not easy to say, she can't figure out the employer's mind.

Assistant Director Zhao didn't even think about eating, and went out and asked, "Who knows who Zhou Xufang is?"

Fang Ideal, the new weaver girl, replied loudly: "Associate director, I know I know that Zhou Xufang is a very good extra, really, very good, she can act the dead!"

Deputy Director Zhao: "..."

Ullala’s ideals are really outstanding, and her friend and actor Zhou Xufang must also be outstanding and excellent.

Deputy Director Zhao called the group leader: "Let Zhou Xufang come over to act."

And added: "You can give her processing capital."

And emphasized: "As long as she comes to act, I will add shots to her!"

Maybe, this is the next weaver girl.

Five minutes later, Assistant Director Zhao received a reply from the group leader: "Extra actor Zhou Xufang is not available today."

Deputy Director Zhao asked: "Why did she go?" If there is a play but not acting, it will be fun!

The group leader said: "She delivered the food."

Deputy Director Zhao: "..."

There is actually a side job, this is not an excellent extra!

Deputy Director Zhao caught an assistant over: "Go to the director's lounge and say, Zhou Xufang has delivered the food today and can't come to act."

The little assistant passed on to Ah Wan.

Ah Wan told his employer again: "Boss, Miss Zhou delivered the food today."

Jiang Zhi expressionlessly pulled up the blanket on the recliner for a few minutes, covering the faintly exposed collarbone under the shirt, and accompanied by two coughs: "When did I ask her?"

Ah Wan: "..."

Employer Jiang: "Go and give me warm milk. It takes 28 degrees. More than one degree will not work."

Ah Wan: "..."

He wants to go home and tell him the mother who takes Jiang Zhi as his son, and tell her-her ‘pro son’ Jiang Zhi is really annoying.

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Zhou Qingmeng was 16 years old more than 20 years ago, and is now running for four. He was pregnant and gave birth to children. He has a 37-year-old brother Zhou Qingrang (all written in the article).

Those girls who guess Zhou Qingmeng is A Fang himself, are you a cult? All wrong, zero points! The overbearing president orders you: Look again!

And shouted the slogan: Down with the cult! Restoration of pollution!

Jiang Zhi: Everyone who enters my dirty teacher, one can of milk!

A Fang: Can I have one more can?

Jiang Zhi: No more, I'll give it all to you.

President Gu: What about the restoration of the pollution?

Jiang Zhi: Starting today, the evil sect is disbanded.

President Gu: My country...