Black-bellied husband, come in a bowl

Chapter 160 The Reality of Diesel, Rice, Oil and Salt (1)

"Can you stop being so lecherous!" Although Qian Manman's words were reprimands, they were said weakly, just like a fad.

"I just want to flirt with you. If I don't flirt with you, who will flirt with you?" Nangong Yunxie said confidently. He grabbed Qian Manman's hand and stretched it towards his key parts, feeling the stiff fiery, deep and charming voice: "Have you felt my enthusiasm? This place is only for you."

Qian Manman's face turned red as if she touched a hot potato, she was really too YD.

"I'm here!" The man couldn't take it anymore, and as soon as he finished speaking, he took action...

Take a good bath until the end of the bath, every corner of the room has left their fiery imprints...

The daily expenses of Jingming Villa are very high. In order to reduce the expenses, Nangong Yunxiu has no way to hire people, so they can only be managed by the Qian family father and daughter.

In Qian Manman's words, why waste money, just treat it as a price they paid for living in Jingming Villa.

Because of starting a business, Nangong Yunxie became very busy, often leaving early and returning late, time passed quickly, more than two months passed in the blink of an eye.

Every time she went home, Nangong Yunxiu had to park her car at the gate of Jingming Villa for a while before coming in, which puzzled Qian Manman.

At the end, after hearing what Chen Yushao said, I realized that it was not very smooth for Nangong Yunxie to start a business outside. On the one hand, the venture capital was limited and he had to be responsible for the big expenses in everyone’s life. On the other hand, it was suppressed by Nangong Qingle and several family friends. , which made it difficult for him to use his fists.

Thinking of every time Nangong Yunxiu comes back with a smile on her face, no matter how stupid Qian Manman is, she knows that the man stops at the door every time before driving home to adjust her mood, which makes her feel guilty. It wasn't because of her, this man didn't have to suffer these hardships at all, he was still the high-ranking young master who didn't have to worry about money.

Chen Yushao told her not to point it out, and Qian Manman would not be stupid enough to say it, but every time he saw a man come back with a smile on his face, saying that the business was good, Qian Manman felt like crying, but she really didn't ask It must be rich and powerful, but that man...

Nangong Yunxiu came home very early that day.

Qian Manman was cleaning the crystal decorations in the living room, and she finally understood that these things, no matter how dreamy and beautiful they looked, were fatal to take care of.

(End of this chapter)