"What?"

Murong Jinghong, who was unresponsive, found that the little lover opposite had come and sat beside her, and then he couldn't help but soar into the air.

"Come on, I'll feed you."

He hugged Fairy Jinghong in a blue dress in his arms. Wang Yongren hugged the other person's heart from his slender waist with one hand, and forked a piece of steak with the other hand, and delivered it to the mouth of the beauty.

The most beautiful woman in the martial arts world is in her arms, and the meal is so sour and refreshing!

"Don't...this is the case."

Such intimate actions similar to those of a little girl when she was in love made Murong Jinghong, who had always been intellectual and mature, unable to bear it. He felt inexplicably hot and his face turned red.

However, after that inexplicable shyness, a strange feeling arose in her heart.

The emotion of failure in her youth made her never enjoy the beauty of youth, and now she feels excited to return to her little girlhood.

"Don't move around, otherwise, I don't know if I can control myself."

Holding the most beautiful woman in the world who is full of charm, Wang Yongren leaned into his ear and whispered, and in some places he even told the other party with practical actions that what he said was not false.

"Why are you doing this?"

Clearly feeling the familiarity of some places, Murong Jinghong lowered his head with a blushing face, took the steak in his mouth, and began to remember the dining process that he had a deep memory.

After having a pretty pleasant lunch with Fairy Jinghong, Wang Yongren went home to rest for a while, changed his clothes, and continued to start the afternoon class.

The graduate courses on Tuesday and Wednesday cannot be missed.

In addition, there are research topics assigned by the tutor, which also takes hours a week to organize literature and materials with Teacher Xia.

The main reason is that Wang Yongren obtained information from Europe and the United States through Hachette, and then asked Teacher Xia to organize it. He then assisted and summarized it from the side.

Life is very fulfilling!

"Su Su, why don't you have dinner with the great writer's boyfriend?"

On Wednesday evening, sitting in a hotel room near the company, Qin Qingshan smiled and joked about the major shareholder.

"Isn't this working overtime with you?"

After hearing the jokes from friends, Su Qiuyi didn't care and signaled the waiter to serve the food.

"Su Su, in fact, we can just work overtime, we can't miss your relationship."

Chu Nan next to him also started to tease with a smile.

"It's okay, if the two loves for a long time, how can they stay together day and night?"

Not caring about this joking thing, Su Qiuyi replied calmly.

She is very confident about her relationship with her junior.

Just from the reactions from the previous two nights, you can clearly feel that the so-called long-term disgust will not exist between her and her junior.

Su Qiuyi even felt that her junior was even more obsessed.

He could have been able to hold on for a long time, but in the past two days, Su Qiuyi had been begging for mercy not long after.

"Huh... I for no reason I ate another handful of dog food."

Waving his hand, Qin Qingshan's face was filled with an unbearable sour smell.

Only Yimixi, who loves food and drink, seriously deals with the cold dishes on the table and fills his stomach.

After working overtime for several days, the construction was finally completed today. She needs to treat herself well.

"Mimi, don't you say anything?"

Seeing that the duck tongue was about to be snatched by a friend, Chu Nan quickly grabbed two of them and then asked.

"say what?"

Eating a duck tongue in his mouth, Yi Mixi stared at his clear big eyes and directly expressed the thoughts of the three of them: "Anyway, we will never meet the love between Susu and the great writer in this life. It would be better to eat your stomach steadily, go home to watch the show and make a facial mask, and have a good sleep."

"Incisive."

After hearing what his friend said, Qin Qingshan and Chu Nan gave a thumbs up at the same time.

Soon, the food came up, and Qin Qingshan, who thought of something, asked with concern: "Su Su, when are you going to get to the big ones."

Is the writer engaged?"

After calculating the age, Su Qiuyi is 24 years old and has a successful career. Getting engaged is a normal journey in life.

Regarding this issue, the other two female shareholders who were serious about eating vegetables also looked at it.

They didn't know Su Qiuyi's family background. Just talking about this career, the studio slowly began to enter the track. Their income in the first half of this month exceeded 100,000, which is not bad!

"It's still early, so we have to wait for our studio to earn more than 100 million yuan a year."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Su Qiuyi expressed a goal.

"A yearly income of over 100 million?"

When they heard the major shareholder's words, the other three small shareholders who were still happy about the studio's half-month income of more than 100,000 yuan were all stunned.

What level does a design studio with annual revenue of over 100 million yuan have to be?

If you count the entire Hangzhou City, there are not many companies!

Can they achieve this with their current qualifications?

"Haha, I'm joking with you."

Looking at the surprised look of the three classmates and friends, Su Qiuyi smiled and said her real plan: "Aren is still studying for a master's degree, so she has to wait until his studies are over."

"This is almost the same."

When he heard this, Chu Nan, who had the best relationship, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If this friend has any obsession in his heart, it may really delay his life.

After all, no matter how good Su Qiuyi's conditions are, that great writer is also a golden steamed bun in the eyes of countless young girls!

Anyone with discerning eyes can clearly distinguish which one is more important.

"What, you think you are more anxious than me about Ah Ren."

Su Qiuyi, who had no psychological burden, looked at the appearance of several friends and joked in turn.

"Hey, we're not worried about the company's business."

Qin Qingshan took the lead in responding, and the other two women nodded in approval.

So far, most of the studio's business has been introduced through Dongcheng Real Estate, and that is a relationship between a great writer.

In addition, the retail investors who took the initiative to come to the door, that is, friends they know, their income is far inferior to those of those big customers.

In this case, the relationship between the major shareholder and the handsome writer is their parents of food and clothing.

"Ha, I thought you really care about me, but it turns out that you just care about money."

Hearing this answer, Su Qiuyi shook her head in disappointment.

"Su Su, don't think too much, we really think about you."

Seeing this, Chu Nan, who was standing beside him, quickly explained so as not to get a grudge from his friends.

"Haha, I'll have fun, eat."

"call......"

......

At the same time, Wang Yongren, who had finished his work at school, also took a bus to the villa in Tianmu Mountain.

The weather has been getting colder recently, but the temperature during the day is still a little high. Sister Han and Xiao Niannian are still recuperating in the vacation villa in Tianmu Mountain.

"Ah, ah..."

When Xiao Niannian saw the familiar father coming over and was lying on the crib and playing with the nanny aunt, she waved her little hands excitedly.

"Every year, are you good today?"

Wang Yongren asked softly when he picked up his four-month-old daughter.

Smelling the milky fragrance of his daughter, his fatigue seemed to be wiped out.

Sure enough, my daughter was my father’s little lover in his previous life, and this is true!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Being hugged by my father, Xiao Niannian grinned happily, her face full of joy.

"I'm taking it with you every day, and I don't even kiss you as my father."

Han Xiaozhu, who had knitted a sweater on the sofa, walked to the father and daughter and smiled and joked.

"That's right, every day is my caring little cotton jacket."

Sitting down on the sofa, Wang Yongren held his daughter's armpits with both hands, so that her feet could be glared, which made Xiao Niannian's face even more smiling.

In addition, a newly bought dragon and phoenix rattle made two different musical sounds, making Xiao Nian very excited.
To be continued...