Metropolis: Start with ten thousand times compensation for failure

Chapter 173 Restoring the Scene
This woman's brain circuit...is quite normal.

Fang Yu thought about it carefully, this really seemed like a way for those local tyrants to pamper their mistresses.

Start a company for them, let them be the general manager and CEO, and just wait for the money to be collected.

In this way, for those mistresses, it can also be said that they have made money by themselves, and they are not considered to be using men's money.

Anyway, just switch in the middle.

"Are you... are you really interested in me?"

"You just say it, I won't be angry."

Sun Xueqi tilted her head, and then showed her perfect figure.

There are some special meanings in these words.

Fang Yu subconsciously looked twice more, purely out of a man's instinct.

"I'm really interested in your body..."

"You put on such a charming pose, and you ask any man who is full of blood, and they all have the same inner thoughts."

"If you're not interested, you're either a shemale or a gay."

Fang Yu was straightforward.

"Forehead……"

Sun Xueqi got stuck right away.

Originally, she planned to use this method to test whether Fang Yu was a scumbag.

If Fang Yu peeked at her timidly, he would be a scumbag.

But looking at it openly now, and then expressing interest in your body openly, Sun Xueqi was caught off guard.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

I just feel that my brain is messy... very messy.

And by saying this, is he praising his figure in a disguised form?
Sun Xueqi blinked her beautiful eyes, she was already imagining something.

"By the way, do you still write novels at night?"

Sun Xueqi began to change the subject.

"decide as things go."

"Just write if you have nothing to do."

"I feel a little tired now."

Fang Yu frowned, then took the laptop and went to lie on his side.

There is a special computer desk there, which is more comfortable to use.

Sun Xueqi watched Fang Yu go in, and glanced at Zhao Chun, who was still busy in the kitchen, and suddenly followed Fang Yu to sleep on his side.

"Fang Yu, are you good at writing novels?"

"You write, and I'll watch it next to you."

"While you write, I will read."

"I just want to know what the protagonist will do next."

"Is Xun'er's identity very mysterious?"

"By the way, does the protagonist also have a particularly prominent identity that hasn't been revealed?"

"When will the protagonist be able to increase the foot qi again?"

Sun Xueqi has many problems.

It seems that the nightmare is on this matter again.

"Wait and write."

"Feeling a bit tired."

Fang Yu pouted and said.

If you think my novels are disgusting, and if you want to complain about my novels, I may write more to disgust you. In this way, I can harvest more points of failure from you.

But what can I do with you showing such interest now?I'm also in trouble, okay?

"I'll give you a massage!"

"Can you type quickly?"

"Fang Yu, please!"

Sun Xueqi said coquettishly.

Chasing more fans is so humble.

Sun Xueqi put her tender hands on Fang Yu's shoulders, and then gently began to press them.

Sun Xueqi's hands are very white and tender.

In summer, Fang Yu didn't wear many clothes.

From time to time, Sun Xueqi's scalloped fingers could touch Fang Yu's neck, and immediately set off a chill.

Fang Yu felt it, and felt a little irritated for no reason.

That feeling is indeed a little over the top.

Fang Yu opened his mouth with a complicated expression.

He felt the prehistoric power in his body surge up again.

"Fang Yu, I remembered, did the protagonist in your novel go to Xun'er's room every night when she was a child?"

"When I was young, what did the protagonist do every night when he went to Xun'er's room?"

"Fang Yu, you have mentioned it all in the book."

"Shouldn't this be well described?"

Sun Xueqi's face moved close to Fang Yu's, and a fresh fragrance came from Sun Xueqi's body, which was irritating Fang Yu's nostrils at this moment.

"This...is not easy to describe."

"The main thing is that the protagonist helps Xun'er soothe the meridians so that the foot qi in Xun'er's body will not move."

Fang Yu said absently.

"Comfort the meridians?"

"How does this comfort you?"

Sun Xueqi asked curiously.

Now she was getting closer to Fang Yu.

Now his hands seemed more diligent, and they kept pinching Fang Yu's shoulders.

Perhaps because of excitement, he didn't grasp the safe distance between him and Fang Yu for a while.

Fang Yu felt something hitting his back from time to time.

I don't know if Sun Xueqi did it on purpose or on purpose.

"Otherwise, shall I show you?"

"You... sit here."

Fang Yu looked at Sun Xueqi's delicate body, his eyes were a little hot.

"Okay!"

"Fang Yu, you are so kind!"

"It's good to know you, the original author!"

"Otherwise, how would I know so much black material!"

Sun Xueqi said in surprise, and then sat on the chair without any hesitation.

At this moment Fang Yu had already stood up.

Immediately, Fang Yu stretched out his hands to comfort Sun Xueqi, mainly imitating the scene where the protagonist comforts Xun'er in "Beriberi Continent".

In order to restore the truth as much as possible, Fang Yu naturally would not miss any part.

In "Beriberi Continent", the protagonist touched Xun'er every part of his body.

Sun Xueqi was quite excited at first.

But soon, she felt something was wrong.

She felt a little hot.

The body is hot.

Fang Yu's hand seemed to be burning with flames on her skin.

Sun Xueqi wanted to stop Fang Yu several times.

But for some reason, she chose silence again and again.

Then let Fang Yu's hand imitate and caress her body.

The temperature in the room seems to have risen a lot.

"Chunchun, it's still outside."

Sun Xueqi gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes were completely confused.

"fine."

Fang Yu said calmly.

That way, he feels a little more comfortable.

Time passed minute by minute.

In the kitchen, Zhao Chun was still doing housework.

[Beriberi Continent]'s novel screen restoration, it turned out to be so difficult.

An hour later, Zhao Chun had already done the housework.

"Fang Yu!"

"Xueqi!"

"Where are you?"

"I made pear juice for you, you can drink some."

Zhao Chun's voice followed, and Sun Xueqi looked at Fang Yu nervously.

Fang Yu silently hugged Sun Xueqi tightly, and exhaled heavily.

"finish dressing."

"Go out and drink pear soup."

"It just happened to be defeated."

Fang Yu wiped away the tears on Sun Xueqi's cheeks, and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)