Addiction to pets: The charming wife of the sick and handsome young man is the boss Yun Qiao Xi Lanting Chapter 901 It's okay, I'm acting like a spoiled child
Chapter 901 It's okay, I'm acting like a spoiled child
Chapter 901 It’s okay, I’ll act like a baby
Cheng Hui returned to the dance hall happily.
When he came back, Fei Ersan had already picked up Yu Rong and was resting in the dormitory.
Seeing Cheng Hui's happy face, Fei Ersan couldn't help but joke: "How much money did you make this time?"
"A lot."
Cheng Hui gave Fei Ersan a look.
It's indeed a lot. It's quite a lot. It's enough for ordinary singers to earn for a month.
"Miss Qianjin is really rich."
Fei Ersan's strange yin and yang tune.
"It's not that she has money, it's that she is willing to give it to me."
Cheng Huixing lay down on the bed and thought about it alone for a long time.
He was lost in thought and asked Fei Ersan, "I want to kiss her next time we meet. Am I being too impatient?"
Fei Ersan: “I’ve given you so much money, isn’t it just for fun?
Forget about kissing, you can just take off your clothes and let her touch her."
Cheng Hui threw the tea bowl on the bedside table and hit him.
Fei Ersan caught it with his hands.
"...You can't do this."
Fei Ersan saw that he was suffering from dementia and was laughing alone for a long time. He always felt that he was being overly optimistic and said, "Ask her."
"what?"
"Ask her if she likes you."
Fei Ersandao.
Cheng Hui: "You are confused, how can you be so straightforward?
A girl is shy, if she tells a lie, wouldn’t she become a gangster if she keeps pestering me?”
Fei Ersan: "But you have a hot end, so you should also take precautions.
People may give you money simply because they feel sorry for you."
"You fart, no one will give you money again and again just because you pity others.
If you give too much, it will be annoying.
She's not annoyed, she just falls in love with me."
Cheng Hui was very determined.
Fei Ersan: "Okay, go back and die outside, don't dirty my house."
Cheng replied: "..."
The two of them bickered for a long time, and Fei Ersan told him that Yu Rong was very dissatisfied today and asked Xiao Cheng several times what he was doing.
"Yurong will probably bring bad luck to you when she looks back."
Fei Ersandao.
"It's okay, I'll be nice."
Cheng replied.
Fei Ersan: "...You really were born in the wrong child."
"Don't deserve a beating."
Cheng Hui threatened him.
As the two of them were walking back and forth, someone knocked on the door.
Fei Ersan thought it was Yu Rong who was greeting them, winked at Cheng Hui, got up and opened the door.
It was actually Zhu Yucheng.
"Best wishes, boss?"
Fei Ersan was slightly surprised, "Why are you here?"
Zhu Yucheng frowned slightly when he heard this title: "I feed and drink for you two, but you can't even get an honorific?
How difficult is it to call me to wish you big brother?"
Fei Ersan: “Best wishes, brother?
It’s so disgusting, do you like it?”
Zhu Yucheng: "..."
Cheng Hui spoke from behind: "We work and make money ourselves, how come we have to be supported by you?"
"that is.
Our young master also sells sex, and makes all his hard-earned money."
Fei Ersandao.
Cheng replied: "..."
Zhu Yu honestly didn't want to start a lawsuit with these two naughty guys, so he just said: "My father has a new daughter. In a few days, there will be a wedding banquet, and Cheng Shuai will give her a gift.
I came here specially to tell you two that we will have a wedding banquet then."
Fei Ersan said congratulations.
Cheng Huize asked: "Which concubine gave birth to it?"
"Third aunt."
Zhu Yucheng said.
"Your concubine has gained a precious daughter. Isn't it time to straighten things up?"
Cheng asked back.
Zhu Yucheng was surprised: "Is this the end of your gossip?"
Cheng replied: "..."
Fei Ersan was having fun and laughing nearby.
Zhu Yucheng ignored these two guys and turned around to go down.
He stopped by today and wanted to inform them both.
After leaving the dance hall, Zhu Yucheng called Yun Qiao, invited her to have tea with Xi Lanting, and then gave her the invitation letter.
"...How about tomorrow afternoon?"
Zhu Yucheng asked.
Yun Qiao: "I don't want to drink tea anymore. Why don't you treat us to dinner?"