Late at night, there was no one walking around the entire Fenglin Street, only a few stars in the night sky were shining with pale light, blinking tiredly. Occasionally, a gust of wind was sent, and the branches couldn't help but creak a few times, in the open air
The world is so clear that the darkness of the night cannot erase its figure.
"Sister Zhao, I'm so tired today." Fang He Xiaoxiao, who had changed her clothes, slapped her shoulders. She hadn't had a moment of rest tonight. The guests came one by one, but it made her very tired.
.
"Well, thank you for your hard work tonight. Everyone should go back and have a good rest." Zhao Qingwan nodded and said to the many employees who were getting off work.
Zhao Qingwan originally thought that such a thing would happen and that the business would decline tonight, but she didn't expect that the business would become even more prosperous. Every employee here was busy from work to getting off work.
However, I have to thank those reporters for their help. If it weren't for the help of these reporters, their business wouldn't be so good tonight.
Looking at the employees who were about to leave one after another, Zhao Qingwan called Zhang Minghui, handed an envelope over, and said, "Minghui, this is your salary this month. If you have any difficulties in the future, remember my phone number and see Zhao.
Can you help me?"
"Yes." Zhao Qingwan's words moved Zhang Minghui very much. He nodded immediately and said, "Thank you for taking care of Sister Zhao for the past period of time. I will come back often when I have nothing to do."
"Haha." Cao Dongyang, who was standing beside him, patted Zhang Minghui on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You will be our guest when you come back. Remember to click the brother's bell at that time."
"Go to you, you have to find a woman if you want a massage. Who would let you press such a big guy?" Zhang Minghui smiled and glared at Cao Dongyang, but he was really reluctant to part with these friends.
"Haha, take good care of yourself." Cao Dongyang hugged Zhang Minghui and patted him on the back.
"Okay, you guys will go back early tonight to rest. It's not a separation from life and death. Just call me and get together when you're fine." Zhao Qingwan was also very moved when she saw Zhang Minghui saying goodbye to some employees in the center.
She also knew that Zhang Minghui had always been very popular in the center.
"Then Sister Zhao, I'll leave first." After Zhang Minghui said goodbye to everyone one by one, he walked out of the leisure center.
When Zhang Minghui left, he couldn't help but look back at the center's sign. After all, he worked here for half a year, and the center's friends and sister Zhao have always been very nice to him. It was also the center that allowed him to do so in the past six months.
He can have money to cure his wife's illness, but after he leaves the center tonight, he is no longer an employee here.
At the same time, Zhang Minghui's departure also made many employees of the center feel reluctant, but this is also impossible. The reason why Zhang Minghui came here to work was because of his wife's problem, and now he left the center because of his wife's problem.
Maybe it's fate.
"Sister Zhao, then we're leaving too." Zhao Qingwan, who also said goodbye to Duan Fei, walked out of the central gate and disappeared into the darkness.
After the employees walked away one after another, Zhang Xin on the side said, "Sister Zhao, it's time for us to go back."
"Well, you guys will wait for me, I'll get something." After saying that, Zhao Qingwan walked towards the massage room where Chen Fan used to stay.
Looking at Zhao Qingwan's departure back, Zhang Xin and others couldn't help but be curious. Lin Manyun, who was beside him, said: "What are you going to get?"
"Who knows, Sister Zhao will know after a while when she comes out and sees what she is holding." Zhang Xin was also very curious.
Although the space in this massage room is not large, the entire massage room is extremely tidy than Chen Fan. Zhao Qingwan saw the backpack that was washed a little faded by the table at a glance.
When I picked up the backpack, I saw a green bamboo flute lying quietly underneath. Zhao Qingwan seemed to be curious and picked up the bamboo flute and played with it for a while.
Although Zhao Qingwan has no idea about bamboo flutes, it can be seen that the workmanship of this bamboo flute is very meticulous.
"I didn't expect Xiaofan is still a person who understands music." Zhao Qingwan put the bamboo flute back into her backpack, murmured, and walked out of the massage room.
Seeing Zhao Qingwan coming out with a backpack, Xia Lan quickly recognized that the backpack was Chen Fan's item, and said curiously: "Sister Zhao, isn't this Chen Fan's backpack?"
"Well, let's go, it's getting late." After saying that, Zhao Qingwan locked the center door and drove Zhang Xin and others to the residence.
"Sister Zhao, I heard that someone has sent you flowers these two nights. Who is it?" Lin Manyun, who has always been gossiping, asked Zhao Qingwan who was driving.
"Yes, Sister Zhao, who wants to pursue our boss lady?" Xia Lan nodded mischievously, and the matter spread throughout the center.
"I know who it is there, and I still want to find that person."
Zhao Qingwan was also very curious about the person who gave the flowers. Judging from the quality of the rose, this flower must be several hundred yuan, but this person gave it to a large bouquet. It can be seen that this person took action very much.
He is generous, he should be a rich man.
At first she suspected that it was given to Lin Xiaotian, but she soon gave up the idea because, based on her understanding of Lin Xiaotian, he would never do this, but who gave it to him?
"You guys get up first, I'll get the car." Back at the community, Zhao Qingwan put down the three of them and drove the car to the garage.
Getting out of the car, Zhang Xin shook two arms that had been working from get off work until she got off work and shouted: "Oh, I finally got home after a night of fatigue. Now my arms are sore, but I didn't expect this evening to come. So many guests.”
"Don't say you're tired, I'm very tired, and those reporters are really resilient. They keep adding clocks until we get off work, and both of my arms are about to break." Not only Zhang Xin was complaining, but also
Xia Lan, who was beside her, also pouted and complained.
"I'm leaving, I'm still complaining here. I'll take a shower and sleep well. I'll be fine the next day." As he said that, Lin Manyun even walked upstairs.
"Sister Manyun, wait for me and let me wash first!" Looking at Lin Man who was about to walk to the elevator door, Xia Lan and the others hurriedly chased after him.
The noisy three people quickly returned to the door of the apartment, and only heard Xia Lan shouting, "Sister Manyun, I just agreed that you two want me to take a shower first."
"I understand, it's so bad!" Lin Manyun gave Xia Lan a angrily glance, then opened the door, walked in, the light was not turned on, and threw the bag in his hand, and he slapped directly towards the sofa.
After passing, it can be seen that Lin Manyun was also exhausted tonight.
"What?" As soon as he got on the sofa, Lin Manyun obviously felt a body twisting under him, and a "ummmm" sound was still happening.
At this time, the lights in the house started to light up, and Lin Manyun was lying on a man's body, and his plump breasts just covered the man's head tightly.
The man was obviously covered by Lin Manyun's plump breasts and couldn't breathe. He kept turning his head, and his hands stopped and touched Lin Manyun's hands, and from time to time he said, "Mmmmm, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
"The painful voice.
Zhang Xin, who turned on the light, was stunned on the spot when he saw this scene. At this time, Lin Manyun noticed that he was lying on a man, and his fatigue disappeared without a trace, and he quickly crawled from the sofa.
Get up.
When he saw the person on the sofa clearly, he screamed: "Xiaofan, why are you here?"
"I...I...I...Ahem...Huh...Huh..." Chen Fan's handsome face, who was sitting up straight, was red, and he was sucking the air outside. It seemed that he had just been so stuffy.
After my breathing was a little smoother, Chen Fan noticed Lin Manyun and others standing beside him, and then said, "It was Sister Zhao who asked me to come here to stay for a while. Unexpectedly, I was suddenly caught in a short while.
I pressed it down, the man didn't know what to cover my head, which almost made me breathless."
Speaking of this, Chen Fan glanced at the three of them and said, "Do you know who did it?"
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Zhang Xin and Xia Lan wanted to laugh but didn't dare, because they saw Lin Manyun's threatening eyes, and Zhang Xin held the smile on her face and said, "Xiao Fan."
, I think you are a "ghostly pressing the bed".
Zhang Xin's words made Xia Lan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but laugh out loudly, nodded constantly, and looked at Lin Man's head beside him and said, "Yes, yes, sister Xin said
No, you may be "suppressing the bed".
Xia Lan still deliberately increased the volume of the three words "Ghost Pressing the Bed". After saying these three words at the same time, the two of them giggled again.
"Hmph!" Lin Manyun glared at the two of them fiercely, picked up the bag beside him and walked into the room.
Seeing this, Zhang Xin and Xia Lan laughed even more, especially Zhang Xin's two peaks that kept trembling with the laughter made Chen Fan look straight.
"What happened?" Zhao Qingwan, who had put the car back, heard the laughter of Zhang Xin and the others from afar, and rushed over.
"Hehe... Sister Zhao... You're back... It's okay... Hehe... I'll go take a shower first..." Xia Lan smiled so much that her stomach hurt a little. She waved her hand and walked towards the bathroom, but she still kept her mouth from time to time.
giggled.
This made Zhao Qingwan even more confused. She couldn't help but ask Chen Fan sitting on the sofa and said, "Xiaofan, what happened just now?"
"I don't know. I was sleeping well on the sofa just now, and suddenly someone pressed me down, making me unable to move. I also covered my head with something very soft like a pillow, making me panting.
But when I got angry, I almost didn't suffocate me to death."
Speaking of this, Chen Fan asked with a serious look on his face: "Sister Zhao just said that I was being crushed by a ghost. Is your house a little bit..." As he said that, Chen Fan couldn't help but fight a cold war, his eyes kept looking at him.
Toward the surroundings of the house.
Chen Fan's appearance and expression made Zhang Xinzai, who had finally stopped laughing, laughed "giggle" and said, "Sister Zhao, you also heard that Xiaofan was being crushed by a ghost. Giggle...