20 years of restarting life

Chapter 2996 Zhao Changan is good at comforting people

Zhao Changan frowned and said, "Boss Xu and I have nothing to do with each other. What have you said? Now I am telling you seriously that there is no such thing as you said. In your dirty and filthy eyes, is there no real pure friendship between men and women? Don't be so dark-minded that you think everything you see is dark!"

"hehe."

"hehe."

This time, not to mention Concubine Mai, even Yan You, who opened the door, looked at Zhao Changan with a sneer and disbelief.

"Don't ask me to come in, there's a big bed ready inside. Mai Fei, if you want to push me, I'm always here to accompany you."

Zhao Changan looked at Yan You's pretty face with a bit of greed, which made her blush instantly. She said "Pah" and walked into the yard.

"Okay, okay, as long as Yan You is willing to let you do it."

Anyway, you are pushing your fellow Taoist instead of me, so Mai Fei was eager to try it. She looked at Yan You's body who had already walked into the yard, thinking about how to push.

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Of course, Zhao Changan didn't have time to go into the yard and continue chatting with the two women. Ji Zhenqian, Feng Jianfei and the others were still waiting inside the hotel, so he slowly reversed the car and drove towards the outside of the townhouse.

Shang Ling was cooking inside with the range hood on and didn't hear the sound of the car. Zhao Changan saw that the gate was locked again, so he parked the car and walked into the guard room.

He saw Shang Ling had taken off her down jacket and was only wearing a sweater with an apron tied around her waist. She was cooking with her back to the door. The aroma of peppers and shredded pork filled the air as the spatula sizzled. Zhao Changan, who had not eaten breakfast, suddenly felt a little hungry.

Because the stove Zhong Yuanqiang was built according to Zhao Juan's height, the height difference between Zhao Juan, who is 1.5 meters tall, and Shang Ling, who is almost 1.7 meters tall, requires her to bend over a lot when cooking.

This creates two long and thin legs that are slightly separated, and the jeans outline a nice body line, the type that Zhao Changan likes, with a wide butt and a thin waist.

It's just that I'm too young, only eighteen years old, and my life was hard before, and my nutrition was not enough, so there is too little fat on my buttocks.

But I think that when it rises in a few years, it will definitely surprise many people, and they will sigh that the ugly duckling has turned into a white swan.

Zhao Changan obviously has the ability to discover dusty pearls in advance. In his previous life, Zhong Lianwei went to the south to make a living after graduating from computer school, and Zhong Yuanqiang continued to steal things in the mountain city day and night, and bought wine with money.

He sold his house as part of the company's housing reform, and then built a small house against the wall in the yard using bricks and stones he picked up from everywhere. There was no water or electricity, and the house was filled with broken chairs, tables, and beds.

I have never heard that Zhao Juan came to take Shang Ling to recognize her as her relative.

This is understandable. At that time, Shang Ling was admitted to Shancheng No. 1 High School. Although her academic performance was not very good, she still had a future prospect and a future. It is impossible that Zhao Juan had not secretly inquired about Zhong Yuanqiang's current situation.

After finding out that he was unemployed, an alcoholic, and a thief, without even a decent place to live, Zhao Juan was busy trying to avoid him, so how could she possibly bring Shang Ling to recognize him as her relative?

At this time, Shang Ling was tall, so she bent her slender waist to cook. Zhao Changan wanted this posture.

After all, she is eighteen years old and an adult, so it is normal for them to have some fun.

As long as Shang Ling is willing, Zhao Changan will definitely step forward and will not be shy and pretend to be a saint. Don't say that I am kind to this beautiful girl who is not related to me, and I don't have any evil thoughts in my heart. That's just fooling the devil.

Feeling the room getting dark, Shang Ling looked back and saw that it was Zhao Changan. She was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and whispered, "Brother."

Zhao Changan walked over, stood beside Shang Ling, looked at the food in the pot and said, "It smells good. Your cooking is excellent."

Seeing that it was already cooked, he turned off the fire and looked at Shang Ling's delicious little face that looked like a red apple and said, "Is it okay at school?"

Shang Ling's pretty face showed a trace of gloom, then she smiled and said, "It's good. The time is more flexible than in high school. I can go to school as a day student, and I don't have to live in the school like I did in high school. The classes are also in the large lecture hall, which is good."

Zhao Changan took Shang Ling's soft right hand. There were some things that could be known without asking clearly. There were several children of First Construction Company employees studying in Shancheng Agricultural College. What Zhong Yuanqiang and Zhao Juan did was simply despicable and infuriating. It seemed that there were also rumors about this matter among her classmates.

Now it seems that Shang Ling is still too young. She should apply to a school in another city.

"Don't pay attention to those gossips. After all, your mother worked hard to raise you. The right and wrong between adults is their own business and responsibility. There is no reason for you to bear the consequences."

Zhao Changan's words made Shang Ling burst into tears. He used his fingers to wipe the tears from her pretty pink face, and held her tightly in his arms, feeling the girl's painful and delicate twitching and her pleasant body fragrance.

One hand was around her slender waist, and the other hand was casually placed on her hip, patting it gently and comforting her tenderly.

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Zhao Changan hugged Shang Ling and comforted her for more than ten minutes, saying a lot of encouraging words. Looking at the trust and dependence in the beautiful girl's eyes, he couldn't help feeling particularly satisfied.

During these ten minutes, his big hands stroked Shang Ling's tearful face and slender waist, and he felt the fragrance and softness of the eighteen-year-old girl.

Zhao Changan felt too hot while driving, so he left his jacket in the car and only wore a woolen sweater. Shang Ling was also only wearing a sweater. Probably because she thought it was better to wear thick clothes and they were at home, she wore a thin autumn shirt under her sweater and no underwear. In the tight embrace, Zhao Changan could clearly feel what size underwear she should wear.

I also understand why those literati and poets in China's feudal era liked beautiful girls from a small family, skinny horses from Yangzhou, and three-inch golden lotus. It is really a decadent and corrupt cultural dregs!
Fortunately, Zhong Yuanqiang and Zhao Juan were busy grilling skewers to make money, and had no idea that their home had been stolen.

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Watching Zhao Changan drive away, Shang Ling didn't want to rush to call her parents for dinner. Instead, she locked the door again and walked back into the house. She felt something particularly uncomfortable in her chest and quickly put on her down jacket.

After zipping up her jacket, her down jacket hugged her body tightly. She couldn't help but blush. Just now, Brother Chang'an hugged her too tightly, and it felt strange.

She didn't wear any underwear today, but she never expected to encounter this. She was really shy, like the light red petals of a young girl's peach petals.

Then she reminded herself not to think in the wrong way, as that would be a blasphemy to Brother Chang'an's pure feelings for her.

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When Zhao Changan arrived at the hotel, it was already twelve o'clock noon.

After dinner, Zhao Changan, Ji Zhenqian and Feng Jianfei drank tea and chatted together.