Mysterious Recovery

"Yang Jian, I am here."

A beautiful woman dressed in a short dress, showing a pair of fair and beautiful legs, dressed in a pure and lovely dress, carrying a bag, and stepping on high heels, walked into the fried chicken shop.

She waved her hand, her face filled with a moving smile.

Jiang Yan scored eighty-two points for her well-dressed appearance, and she believed that Yang Jian would give it to herself with 666 for the remaining eighteen points.

Already made up his mind.

She wants to get rid of the impression of the accountant sister in Yang Jian's mind, and completely change her style.

Many guests looked sideways and looked at Jiang Yan.

Especially after turning a few times on those delicate legs.

This leg...I can lick the fracture.

Quietly thought of many male compatriots.

"Sister Jiang, come here as soon as you see it. Do you want me to move the table over and ask you to sit down?" Yang Jian raised his brows and raised his head slightly.

"knew."

Jiang Yan grinned, and walked over obediently with a bit of a girl's naughty.

"You look a little abnormal...Did you touch a ghost?" Yang Jian stared at her neck; "Do you want me to check it for you?"

"I didn't, don't be suspicious." Jiang Yan said.

"No? How do I feel that you are gradually perverted, is it because I have been out of society for too long and can't keep up with the rhythm, or you are floating and I can't understand your routine?" Yang Jian looked at her suspiciously.

Jiang Yan was suddenly short of breath.

I dressed up specially for you, but you actually said that I was getting perverted?

"I'm very normal, please, your mind is normal, OK?" Jiang Yan said.

"Am I abnormal?" Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan looked beautifully; "It's not normal, you are not normal at all."

"How about normal?" Yang Jian said.

"Like other young and ignorant teenagers, they like to watch beautiful women, talk about colorful topics, and watch unhealthy movies. For example, I don't mind what you fantasize about me."

Jiang Yan said with a tone of seduction.

Yang Jian wondered; "I'm old and fantasize about small fresh meat all day long, and you still say you are not a pervert?"

"..."

Jiang Yan's mouth twitched, and there was an urge to lift the table.

Which of the tendons did I make the mistake, I would choose such a little man in the first place.

Is it really a generation gap caused by age?

Can't understand his thoughts at all.

"I'm angry and don't want to talk to you." Jiang Yan turned her head and said.

"Eat ice cream?"

"I want strawberry flavor, thank you."

Yang Jian said: "I want too, please go and buy one for me."

"Um?"

Jiang Yan looked at him with her eyes open.

"My treat." Yang Jian.

Jiang Yan was a little mad, is this a question of a treat? Shouldn't you buy it? You are a man, I went shopping with you, you treat me like this?

Do you want to be a beauty?

But after a while.

Jiang Yan left the counter with an ice cream in one hand and walked towards Yang Jian.

"Xiaoyan, I knew you were here, and I saw your car parked outside." At this time, a gentle voice sounded.

Jiang Yan trembled as she listened.

A man who frightened her appeared.

"Qian Feng, why are you again? How did you find it."

"Of course it is the guide of love." Qian Feng blinked his eyes, full of anger.

Jiang Yan was too lazy to bother, rolled her eyes and left.

"Who is this?"

Qian Feng followed and looked at the man who had taken the ice cream in Jiang Yan's hand.

"My boyfriend." Jiang Yan said immediately, without shuddering.

Boy friend?

Qian Feng looked at Yang Jian. This young man was not too old, he looked less than twenty years old, he was pretty decent, and a little handsome, but what was he wearing? The short sleeves were filthy and dirty, and there was a sour smell from all over the body, as if something was rotten, and it felt a bit disgusting to get closer.

What kind of mixing is needed to achieve this kind of state?

Which one is Jiang Yan cramping, and she actually likes such a weird flower?

Does she have any strange hobbies?

"Hello, I am Qian Feng, Xiaoyan's college classmate, and I am glad to meet you."

Qian Feng smiled and reached out his hand politely.

Yang Jian raised his head and glanced, put down the chicken leg in his hand, and stretched out his hand: "Yang Jian."

Qian Feng looked at the greasy palm, feeling a little sick, frowning and couldn't hold this hand.

"It's rude."

When Yang Jian saw that he hadn't moved, he said something.

Qian Feng almost vomited blood, he said; "You are not polite, your hands are so dirty, don't you know how to wash it?"

"Don't you know that disturbing people's meals is inherently a rude thing? Not to mention shaking hands when others are eating, and you can't be condescending when talking to people, you should sit down... .Modern etiquette class, how many sessions did you attend? Did you really graduate from college?"

Yang Jian looked at him and said.

"Um..." Qian Feng was shocked.

This kid can still speak well.

"Qian Feng, you'd better go first, it's not very convenient here." Jiang Yan said.

Qian Feng smiled and said, "It's okay. Today is also destined. I have a chat with this friend."

"Yang Jian, do you mind asking what occupation you are currently engaged in and which company do you work for?"

With that said, he sat down.

"Go to work? It is impossible to go to work. It is impossible to go to work in this life. You can only survive by extortion. I think you can talk about it. You have a thick-skinned face. Do you want to work for me? I'm just right. There is a lack of a salesperson. If you want to, I will give you a 1% commission for a business, but there is no guaranteed salary." Yang Jian said.

"You are joking. I am a college student and a culturally cultivated person. How could I go to work for a bastard, and do you think that the money obtained by this method really sustains a life? If you don't mind, you can tell me everything Monthly income?" Qian Feng said.

Yang Jiandao: "I definitely can't tell you the specific income, but I can tell you clearly that all my current living expenses, including some luxury goods, are earned."

This kid is so confident~!

Qian Feng looked suspiciously at the clothes on Yang Jian whose clothes totaled less than one hundred yuan. He was eating cheap fried chicken. He looked dirty and smelly. There was another one beside him who didn’t know where he picked it up. The snakeskin bag contains what looks like... a paper box.

Except for the golden-yellow swinging stick on his waist which looked worth one or two hundred dollars, there was no luxuries at all.

"You don't need to look at me enviously, as long as you follow me, I promise you can buy all these things." Yang Jian said.

Follow you?

Are you picking up rags with you?

Qian Feng smiled. He smiled a little inconsistently.

"I thought you were just a bastard~www.readwn.com~ I didn't expect you to be as bad as a bastard. You are actually a trash picker. What qualifications do you look like to be Xiaoyan's girlfriend? Leave her, you Can't give her happiness, don't add trouble to her."

Yang Jian took the chicken thigh bones he had just finished and knocked on the table, and said deeply: "Although you scolded me, I can forgive you this time, and don't get me wrong. I am not her boyfriend, to be precise. She is my employee and I am her boss. She was hired by me and is currently working for me."

"How can you say that, we are all living together, why are you not my boyfriend." Jiang Yan said with a bit of resentment.

Qian Feng's eyes widened.

That's not a mistake.

Are you going to post it upside down with such a wonderful work?

Is this showing love?

"I'm just borrowing, and we still maintain a very pure money employment relationship." Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan curled her lips: "Then we have all slept together for several days."

"That's because you can't grab the bed but me, and you don't want to sleep on the floor." Yang Jian said.

"I don't care, you are responsible to me." Jiang Yan said.

"I am only responsible for your safety, not your feelings, and only while you are working for me." Yang Jian said.

Listening to what the two said, Qian Feng couldn't keep up with his mind. Why did the topic get more and more deviated? Didn't you just ask Yang Jian to leave Jiang Yan?

He wants to stroke his thoughts.

Now he wonders if Jiang Yan deliberately colluded with Yang Jian to play with herself?

Feel free to find someone to act in.

"Sorry, I'll answer the call and be unaccompanied." At this time, Qian Feng's cell phone rang, and he got up and left temporarily. I want to talk about "Mystical Recovery" with more like-minded people. WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Literature", read novels, talk about life, and find friends~