Zhao Qingya reached out and knocked off Fang Zhicheng's gesture, and scolded with a smile: "Don't swear casually, it's disrespectful to yourself."
Fang Zhicheng grabbed Zhao Qingya's fingers in his palm and rubbed them hard. A numbing feeling spread from his fingertips to his whole body, and he even felt his breathing become heavy.
Zhao Qingya pulled her hand back with all her strength, and muttered with a flushed face, "You're quite brave," and walked towards her bedroom.
Fang Zhicheng followed behind him for a few steps and asked with a smile: "Sister Ya, when are you planning to return to Qiongjin?"
Zhao Qingya turned around, glanced at Fang Zhicheng, and said with a smile: "Why? I've only been here for one day, and you're already looking forward to my departure so that you can live a fairy-like life with those two little girls?"
Fang Zhicheng waved his hands quickly and said awkwardly: "I wish you could live here forever, so that I can see you all day long."
"Who would believe a lie?" Zhao Qingya waved her hand and closed the door, which almost hit Fang Zhicheng's nose.
Fang Zhicheng sighed, thinking that Zhao Qingya was tolerant on the surface, but she was very angry inside. Fang Zhicheng thought about it, then leaned against the wall and waited for the door to open again. Ten minutes later, the shrinkage hole moved, and when a corner of the door was revealed, Fang Zhicheng squeezed in.
The bedroom was warm in color. Even when Zhao Qingya was not there, Fang Zhicheng never entered it. There were many artworks hanging on the walls, and small decorations full of fashion, which made people feel luxurious. The walls were covered with tasteful fabrics and wooden boards, cleverly arranged into various abstract and exquisite patterns.
There was a large dressing table near the bed, on which were placed some luxurious cosmetics. The faint fragrance in the bedroom probably came from there. The suitcase was placed next to the bookcase, and because it was not fully closed, a corner of the clothes was exposed.
Zhao Qingya was frightened by Fang Zhicheng and almost twisted Fang Zhicheng's arm, but she finally reacted and suppressed her instinct.
Zhao Qingya sighed: "What are you doing here? You scared me!"
Fang Zhicheng said, "I'm afraid you'll be angry, so I want to find a private space to apologize to you."
Zhao Qingya curled her lips, feeling a strong breath from Fang Zhicheng spraying towards her face. Her voice was a little nervous, and she whispered: "I'm not angry. I'm not as petty as you think."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Then you have to let me test it!"
"How do you do the test?" Zhao Qingya felt that there was something evil in Fang Zhicheng's smile, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back, with her back against the wall.
The field of love is like a battlefield, where the enemy advances and I retreat. Seeing that Zhao Qingya was weak, Fang Zhicheng took a few steps forward and stretched out his arms to block Zhao Qingya in front of him.
Zhao Qingya was pressed tightly against Fang Zhicheng, his strong chest pressing against hers without any scruples. She suddenly felt hot all over, and her lower abdomen couldn't help but move up slightly.
Fang Zhicheng didn't realize Zhao Qingya had such a reaction. He suddenly felt a numbness in his lower body and pulled his hips back.
Seeing that Fang Zhicheng still didn't have the courage, Zhao Qingya narrowed her beautiful eyes and laughed provocatively, "Why? Is that all you can do?"
Fang Zhicheng was worried that he would lose control if this continued, so he quickly loosened his arm and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Sister Ya, I feel a little hot. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
Zhao Qingya's face was so red that it seemed like water could drip out of it. Instead, she stretched out her arms and tightly hugged Fang Zhicheng's neck, breathing sweetly and saying, "Zhicheng, if you want it, I will give it to you now..."
Fang Zhicheng was startled and couldn't help but hesitate in his heart. Should he push Zhao Qingya down
"Sister, are we too impulsive?" Fang Zhicheng felt a strong energy in his body, wanting to break through all cages.
Zhao Qingya freed one hand and blocked Fang Zhicheng's lips, whispering: "Zhicheng, do you think I am very bad? I have been seducing you? In fact, I am also very conflicted. Sometimes I think you are him, and sometimes I think you are better than him. I am really a greedy bad woman."
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "Sister, don't misunderstand me. I just feel that if a beautiful woman like you were with me... I really don't deserve you, so I can't easily desecrate you, and I can't bear to hurt you."
Zhao Qingya sighed and said softly: "Actually, these are all excuses. I can't tell whether my feelings for you are love or memories..."
As she spoke, tears rolled down from Zhao Qingya's eyes. Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but feel heartbroken and reached out to wipe away her tears. Zhao Qingya spoke softly and told the story of herself and her ex-boyfriend.
Fang Zhicheng originally thought it was very thrilling, but in fact it was just a story of love and breakup.
"He had cancer but didn't tell me. He made up a cruel lie and said he broke up with me because he was going abroad," Zhao Qingya said painfully. "I only learned the news a month after his funeral. It turns out that fate is so cruel."
Fang Zhicheng sighed secretly. Reality is often filled with more tragic stories than TV dramas. From Aunt Dong, Fang Zhicheng had heard some stories about Zhao Qingya and her ex-boyfriend. The two met abroad. The ex-boyfriend was also a man with a good family background. He had a fiancée who was betrothed to him. After going through untold hardships, he finally got together with Zhao Qingya, but ended up with a terminal illness. God was really too cruel.
Fang Zhicheng felt sad and a little bitter when he saw Zhao Qingya finally reveal her pain. He gently patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Sister, things will get better and better in the future. No matter what painful things happen, I will always be by your side."
Zhao Qingya was immersed in memories and snuggled in Fang Zhicheng's arms for a long time before she regained her senses. At this time, Ye Qingrou's voice came from outside the door. Fang Zhicheng sighed and left Zhao Qingya's bedroom.
Ye Qingrou was a little unhappy when she saw Fang Zhicheng walking out of Zhao Qingya's bedroom, but she still stretched out her hand and whispered to Fang Zhicheng: "Give me some money."
Fang Zhicheng tilted his head and stared at Ye Qingrou for a while, then smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of logic is this? You eat my food, live in my house, and now you want to use my things..."
Ye Qingrou blushed slightly and muttered, "Don't be so stingy. I'll pay you back when I have money."
Fang Zhicheng sighed, walked over and took out his wallet, took out a few large-denomination bills, handed them to Ye Qingrou, and sighed: "The money is lent to you. When you have money, pay me back double."
Ye Qingrou snatched the money from Fang Zhicheng, stuck out her tongue, made a face, and said playfully: "Don't dream, it's only natural for a husband to support his wife. I've spent my youth with you, and you give me some money to spend. How reasonable!"
Seeing Ye Qingrou's overbearing attitude, Fang Zhicheng suddenly felt a little regretful and stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back the money. I won't lend it to you anymore."
Ye Qingrou giggled, jumped back two steps, straightened her slightly immature chest, and said proudly: "I don't have money, but I can take the person if I want."
"Isn't that a bit too direct?" Fang Zhicheng couldn't stand Ye Qingrou's rudeness. He shrugged helplessly, sighed and smiled bitterly, "It's my bad luck. I probably owed you in my previous life."
Chapter 0128 Three Charming Women
After all, Zhao Qingya was much older than the sisters Ye Qingrou and Ye Meizi, so she was tolerant enough when getting along with them, and the two women were also impressed by Zhao Qingya's temperament and seemed very well-behaved when getting along with Zhao Qingya. After Zhao Qingya knew that they were the daughters of the Ye family, she was obviously a little surprised, and secretly pulled Fang Zhicheng aside to carefully understand the cause and effect of his acquaintance with the two women. Fang Zhicheng told most of the truth, but concealed some of the content. After all, if Zhao Qingya knew that Ye Qingrou had been so crazy, that she went to bars and drugged high school students, she would probably not have a good impression of Ye Qingrou.
Men always have a bit of face to save. Although Fang Zhicheng rejected Ye Qingrou verbally, after all, this girl took the initiative to show her affection to him, which greatly satisfied Fang Zhicheng's vanity. If he really had to make his "fan" homeless, Fang Zhicheng really couldn't bear it.
In the evening, the three women were laughing and going out to the night market. They asked Fang Zhicheng if he wanted to go. Fang Zhicheng scratched his head. Although he was a little tempted, he still resisted. After all, if he went shopping like this, he would obviously only be a follower carrying bags. Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was unwilling to go, they stopped forcing him. Zhao Qingya smiled and patted Fang Zhicheng on the shoulder twice, saying with a smile, "Take good care of the house. I will bring you some gifts."