There are also all kinds of small toys in her bedside table, all of which are not cheap. Moreover, she usually stays alone.

Once a person is alone for a long time, it is difficult for others to give her a sense of security. But money can!

"Then you send me your self-portraits from now on, and I'll pay you according to the seller's show price." Cheng Zhu said with a smile.

"Ah? Is it true or not?" Hu Yan's eyes can be seen through the thick lenses, and there is light in them! "The funder's father always keeps his word," Cheng Zhu said.

Isn't it just spending money to buy sexy pictures? What's so weird about it?

Speaking of which, if you say this fat fox is obsessed with money, she is indeed a bit obsessed with money. But if you say she is very obsessed with money, she seems to be quite content.

How much does this cost?

Cheng Zhu has always been a very generous person to the women around him.

Because it is too easy for him to make money. Every day he wakes up and makes a lot of money. For some people, money is money. But for some people, money is not valuable.

What's more valuable to them is their time, energy, the emotional value and mental energy they need to expend when coaxing you, and the distraction of all kinds of entanglements... It's better to pay more damn money. Cheng Zhu feels that the devil is just a waste of money. This city is also a city where if you want to live a good life, you must have enough money.

This fox of his was living alone in the magical city, and Cheng Zhu was worried that she didn't have enough money. "Then there is no other way. I can only take the initiative to give her more." Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

He lowered his head and looked at Hu Yan and said, "In addition to your self-portrait, I'm also going to ask you for some more pictures." "Okay! What pictures?" Hu Yan became curious.

She used to work for Cheng Zhu and she felt happy both physically and mentally.

She can not only make money, but also use her own talents and inspiration. She really enjoys it.

"Of course it's the kind of picture that only I can see." Cheng Zhuyi pointed out: "Just the kind on your tablet." "Ah, this..." Hu Yan didn't expect to ask for such a picture.

She immediately felt a little ashamed.

Now the boat of friendship between the two people has capsized and has begun to capsize in the gutter. The pure employment relationship no longer exists and has become a pure relationship.

She felt that if she drew this kind of picture and sent it, it would be like an invitation, even like a desire. Isn't the content in the picture exposing her own thoughts?

——Boss, how about we do this next time?

(ps: It’s still a two-in-one skill. After writing it, I revised it for an hour, striving for perfection!
Chapter completed!