Fan Jianming slept all night with Li Qianqian in his arms, the quilt was warm, and Li Qianqian's body scent was still in the air.
At exactly this time, Chen Lingling got into the bed, with a chill of early autumn, which shocked Fan Jianming.
Fan Jianming immediately pounced on Chen Lingling's body. Chen Lingling's cold body just reduced the noise reduction heat to Fan Jianming's body, and the feeling of searching Chen Lingling's body with both hands made Fan Jianming particularly comfortable.
Chen Lingling was well prepared.
When she went out, she put on heavy makeup as usual, but deliberately didn't spray perfume. When Li Qianqian saw her in the living room on the first floor, she didn't have any special feelings.
After Chen Lingling entered the bedroom, she immediately took out the perfume from her handbag and sprayed it on her neck and body.
There are two bottles of perfume in her handbag, and they are of two types.
One is the one used by Li Qianqian, and the other is the one used by Chen Lingling herself.
Before getting into the quilt, she sprayed Li Qianqian's kind, and when she left, she sprayed on what she usually used.
In that case, even if Li Qianqian came to smell the scent of the room and the quilt, she would think it was her own.
When Li Qianqian went to Chen Lingling, even if she had any doubts, she would find that the perfume that Chen Lingling used was different from the one in the room.
Fan Jianming did feel it.
Although Chen Lingling's perfume is the same as Li Qianqian's fragrance, she sprays it a bit thick.
When Fan Jianming puts his arms around her, as long as he closes his eyes, he will have a feeling of holding Li Qianqian, but Chen Lingling's body is more compact and exquisite. Even though Fan Jianming feels particularly comfortable with her, he is always worried about her body. Can't bear my own weight.
After finishing the work, Fan Jianming seemed to have taken off a heavy burden. Not only did he not feel tired at all, but he felt particularly relaxed, and even his brain was sober.
When Fan Jianming went to the bathroom to wash her face and gargle, Chen Lingling did not shy away from him at all. After closing the glass partition door in the middle, she directly made it easy inside. At the same time, she said: "Brother Fan, I’m afraid I’m pregnant. 'Auntie' has been postponed for a week."
Fan Jianming was brushing his teeth at this time. Although he was happy in his heart, he couldn't say anything. He just nodded "Wow".
After Chen Lingling got up, she stood beside Fan Jianming, mending in the mirror, and the two looked
, More like a newlyweds.
After Fan Jianming finished brushing her teeth, he patted her pussy: "Go back to the office first, and we will discuss this matter later."
Chen Lingling nodded, and immediately cleaned everything about her in the room, and then returned to her office to turn on the computer. After logging on to QQ, she sent a text message to Huang Yaowu: How is it, are you still used to work?
Huang Yaowu replied: I feel pretty good, but it's not like an office place, it's like a paradise.
Chen Lingling: You still get into the role quickly. Haven’t you heard that computer is your strong point? It's best to use it for work, don't play games all day.
Huang Yaowu: Let me go, are you my wife or my mother?
Chen Lingling: Call my mother, right?
After that, he made a mischievous expression.
For Huang Yaowu, not only is the air fresh, but it is also an office converted from a guest room in the past. He has a separate room and feels very private.
Sitting in the office, as long as I look back, without even standing up, I can look at the distant city. I feel refreshed and happy.
My beautiful fiancee, at the end of the aisle, chatting on the Internet on QQ is also a romantic romance.
It's just that he didn't know, because his parents owed the debt, his fiancee used his body to pay it back.
Of course, in a sense, the green hat on his head seems to have nothing to do with Fan Jianming.
Even without Fan Jianming, apart from the relatively fixed Jiang Zhichao, Chen Lingling would probably find another more suitable green hat to wear on Huang Yaowu's head.
Maybe more than one.
On the contrary, the appearance of Fan Jianming not only freed Chen Lingling from Jiang Zhichao, but also far away from other men.
From this point of view, Huang Yaowu probably has to thank Fan Jianming.
Sharing a "squat pit" with another person is better than going to a "public toilet", at least more sanitary?
For Chen Lingling, there is a Huang Yaowu who loves herself, and another Fan Jianming who she likes. More importantly, she has no worries about food and clothing in her life, and she also feels that she has lived the peak of her life.
With Fan Jianming, she got physical happiness.
Here in Huang Yaowu, she can still enjoy the romance of love.
A woman can live like this, at least in Chen Lingling's opinion,
It's already ninety points.
After Fan Jianming left the bedroom, he first went to his father's room and saw Fan Hongsheng sitting in a wheelchair, holding two small dumbbells.
Fan Hongsheng was a little embarrassed after discovering that Fan Jianming had come in.
Fortunately, holding two small dumbbells was very tired, so seeing him flushed, Fan Jianming thought he was tired.
Fan Hongsheng said in a vague voice: "I want to hurry up and exercise. It's best to stand up early, so as not to drag you too much."
Fan Jianming knew that the purpose of his body training was to have another child with Zhou Yaping, and this was still proposed by Fan Jianming, so he didn't break it.
Of course, there is no way to break it. After all, it is his father, and Fan Jianming can't make such an excessive joke with him.
Fan Jianming nodded and said: "There is no drag on us, but if we can exercise and recover, it is better to exercise, but we must step by step and don't practice too hard."
"That's right," Fan Hongsheng said, "I didn't want to worry about you. Since you are here, I really have something to tell you."
"Come on, what's the matter?"
"Listen to Yaping, you plan to spend 2.3 million per mu to photograph the land next to it?"
Fan Jianming smiled and didn't say a word. It was a tacit understanding.
Fan Hongsheng said: "I just want to tell you a word, that piece of land is not worth the price. If you are making money, I advise you to consider it carefully. But if you are for other reasons, whether it is for saving face, Whether it is because of fighting against others, I will support you! If there is not enough money, tell me, I have money here!"
Only a guilty father would say this to his son who wants to make up for it. If he replaces it with a normal father-son relationship, I'm afraid this sentence has to be said the other way around.
As long as you are not for the sake of face and vindictiveness with others, but for making money, I will support you no matter how much you invest!
Fan Jianming knew Fan Hongsheng's mentality. He didn't want his father to live in guilt for himself.
"Dad, don't worry, I know everything about me. As long as you take care of your body, you will be your greatest support. Okay, I'm going to go on."
When Fan Jianming just turned around, Fan Hongsheng stopped him again, and said with an embarrassed expression: "Child, thank you!"
Fan Jianming was taken aback for a moment: Okay, why did you suddenly think of thanking me?
(End of this chapter)