Thousands of years drove Ma Chunfang home.

On the way, Ma Chunfang was struggling with thoughts. Tonight, the old company was empty and was not at home. My daughter lived in college. Should she go home tonight?

In my heart, Ma Chunfang doesn't want to go home.

When Ma Chunfang's house was still 3 kilometers away, Ma Chunfang blushed and said, "My husband is not at home today. I haven't been to the bar for a long time..."

"Then go to the bar and have a drink." Wan Qianqiu understood it.

"I don't know which bar to go to."

"I know a bar has a good style, it's a jazz bar, but the road is a bit far, can you go?"

"Well... go, I haven't had insomnia recently and can't sleep."

Wan Qianqiu drove more than 20 kilometers to a bar called Jack.

The bar is halfway up the mountain, and is the bar in the Mid-mountain scenic area. The bars in the scenic area are highly consumed, but the environment is absolutely good.

When we arrived at the bar, the two ordered wine and chatted about ambiguous words...

After drinking a few cocktails and beer, Ma Chunfang became dizzy and also her heart.

It was already past 2 a.m. when I walked out of the bar.

"It's too late, I've drunk a little too much. It seems that I won't go to the city tonight. Why don't I find a hotel nearby to stay for one night?" Wan Qianqiu said.

Ma Chunfang nodded and said, "Yes, but are there hotels nearby?"

"Of course there is."

There is a LaCrosse Hotel at the foot of the mountain.

Five-star.

This kind of hotel cannot be left with only one room.

After arriving at the hotel, Ma Chunfang became a little restrained and lingered again.

"Open two rooms!" Ma Chunfang became reserved.

Opened two adjacent rooms.

After entering the room, Ma Chunfang regretted it a little. She had originally planned not to go home, but was passionate, but now she retreated again.

At this time, Wan Qianqiu's text message was sent.

"Sister Fang, are you asleep? Should I come to my room to chat?"

"It's so late, isn't it good?" Ma Chunfang regretted it again after saying this.

"I won't eat you, what are you afraid of?"

"Then, okay, I'll take a shower and wait for me."

This time Ma Chunfang really has that heart.

At the same time, Guan Shan had already delivered the shooting equipment to Wan Qianqiu's room.

Half an hour later, Ma Chunfang, who had taken a shower, came to Wan Qianqiu's room.

In the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow.

They are all adults!

Some words don't require much words at all.

Ma Chunfang sat shyly on the edge of the bed, Wan Qianqiu sat beside her, looking at her affectionately...

"Why are you looking at me like this? How embarrassing?"

"Sister Fang, you are so beautiful, I like you very much."

"Men's mouth, a lie, I don't believe you like me."

"Sister Fang, if I don't like you, why would I always give you some fireworks? If I don't like you, how could I buy the entire steakhouse?" Wan Qianqiu said, while touching the horse with his hands tentatively

Chunfang.

Ma Chunfang's last line of defense collapsed, and she was already in the toilet.

It was also drizzling outside, rendering the scene of deep night rain...

It’s like a long drought that has happened to the dew, and this night has also soaked Ma Chunfang…

For many years, Ma Chunfang has been ignored by the old company's empty city, and she has become increasingly cold, until her future emerges.

The dawn of the morning light was like a sword cutting through the dark room. The ground was covered with the two of them. Ma Chunfang had woken up on the bed, and she woke up an hour ago.

When she woke up, her first reaction was shyness, and then she wanted to leave the room immediately, but she did not leave because of her greed.

Desire is like a gate, and when it opens, it will be out of control.

The woman's heart opened and she was out of control.

Looking at the handsome Wan Qianqiu, she couldn't bear to leave, and she was like a cat curled in Wan Qianqiu's arms. The temperature was not available to her husband Sikong City.

Sikongcheng was just a carpenter when he was young, and then he opened a furniture factory step by step. He had no cultural heritage.

And it is very good at being educated and romance for thousands of years.

Another half an hour passed before Wan Qianqiu woke up, "Have you woke up long ago?"

"I just woke up." Ma Chunfang pursed her lips and did not dare to look at Wan Qianqiu's eyes.

"Sister Fang, you are so great..." Wan Qianqiu kissed him again.

Ma Chunfang also caters to...

They kept "entangled" until noon, and both of them were exhausted before taking a shower and dressing neatly.

After returning home, Ma Chunfang lay happily on the sofa, holding the pillow and savoring everything about last night.

Wan Qianqiu already had a passionate video with Ma Chunfang last night.

Bowang Hotel.

"After getting rid of Ma Chunfang, our next goal is Ma Chunfang's daughter Sikongyu..." Yang Qiuyu began to draw out various situations of Sikongyu on the white paper.

Sikong Yucheng studied in the Department of Commerce of Hai University of Technology. In his sophomore year, we can see that he is a rebellious and wild woman from his dress. Sikong Yu has a tattoo of "angel's wings" behind him. He drove a BMW motorcycle in college.

That is, motorcycles.

I like to go to bars and sing.

The financial situation is good and I have several thousand yuan in pocket money every month.

There is no boyfriend yet in terms of relationships between men and women.

"What else do you have to add?" Yang Qiuyu asked.

Yan Fei has been following Sikong Yu at the University of Technology these days. He added: "I checked out several movies Sikong Yu bought at the school's VCD store, including "This Killer Is Not Cold" and "Uncle I Love You",

"Love in the North of the City" is both a movie with the theme of an uncle, and Sikongyu may be more interested in an uncle."

Luo Yong smiled and said, "Will it be possible for Sikong Yu to like Wan Qianqiu without too deliberately arranging the plot?"

"Even if Sikongyu likes uncle-type men, there are many types of uncle-types, including ruffian-types, underworld-types, business elite-types, warm-types, etc. We need to be accurate in positioning and design for Wan Qianqiu.

He is the type that Sikong Yu likes." Yang Qiuyu said seriously.

"I think the domineering and arrogant uncle will attract the little girl more. After all, the little girls admire such uncles." Zhou Lingling said.

"Lingling, I heard what you said, it seems that there is a story." Guan Shan joked.

"Squad Guan, you are really a good person, I really have a story..."

"Speak it out for your reference."

After all, he is a girl, and Zhou Lingling's opinions are more important than other team members.

The incident happened when Zhou Lingling was a freshman. At that time, Zhou Lingling was still very immature and did not learn martial arts. She wore a pair of red-edged glasses and two ponytails, with a plain face facing the sky, but innocent and cute.

Once, at around 8 o'clock in the evening, after having supper alone outside, I prepared to return to the school dormitory.
Chapter completed!