A life of financial freedom

The city at night is brightly lit and full of the atmosphere of fireworks.

In the past, Chu Fang saw thousands of lights, and everyone had company, especially those who were worse off than him had found the love of their lives, and a lifelong companionship. He felt lonely and desolate in his heart, but at this moment he slowly retracted his gaze and looked at Zhong Tingyue on the sofa, and the loneliness in his heart disappeared.

He also found his life's destination.

He walked to his girlfriend and sat down, lying on the sofa, watching the TV in front of him, playing boring and bloody TV series, watching with relish.

After experiencing ups and downs, and being drunk and extravagant, this is the life he wants, plain and simple, but full of excitement.

Zhong Tingyue's unique clear voice reached his ears: "Mr. Chu, are you very proud?"

"Yes." Chu Fang nodded in agreement, "I am very happy."

Zhong Tingyue turned her head, staring at him with her star-like eyes, and said slowly: "You are very happy, so why do you touch my heart?"

"Hehe..." Chu Fang slowly retracted his hands that were about to climb to the 'peak'. He was not embarrassed when his intention was exposed. On the contrary, he responded seriously: "My heart has stopped beating, I just want to touch yours, Ms. Zhong, is it okay?"

"No!" Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.

She immediately stood up and walked towards the bedroom. After a while, she came out with a document in her hand. She stood in front of Chu Fang and looked down at him. Her face was as clear and unworldly as the bright moon, revealing a serious look:

"Mr. Chu, in order to live together better, improve the quality of life of both parties, and lay the foundation for future life, I think we need to talk and sign a cohabitation code."

"Cohabitation code?!" Chu Fang's pupils widened.

"Yes." Zhong Tingyue nodded, handed him the document in her hand, and said, "First, we are living together, but living together does not mean sleeping together. Therefore, please respect yourself, Mr. Chu, and don't provoke Ms. Zhong Tingyue. Otherwise, Ms. Zhong Tingyue has the right to refuse and take a series of punitive actions."

Looking at Chu Fang opening his mouth, she stopped talking and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Chu Fang said slowly, "Isn't this bad?..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue said, "Are you living with me just to sleep? Chu Fang, you have betrayed my trust in you."

"Of course, living together is not for sleeping, but if there is no idea of ​​sleeping, it is absolutely unreasonable." Chu Fang stretched his neck, "You don't want to sleep with me? Zhong Tingyue, I am disappointed in you, very disappointed, very and extremely disappointed."

Facing the scorching eyes like the sun, Zhong Tingyue's face flushed, and she suppressed her shyness: "What do you care about me?!"

"... ..."

This woman has the same idea! ... Chu Fang was too lazy to argue with her. Looking at the rules of cohabitation, one rule after another, it was obvious that Zhong Tingyue had spent a lot of thought.

After a while, Zhong Tingyue spoke again: "Second, I rent your house, so I am your client. Please respect your client, otherwise, I have the right to move out of the house..."

This woman has a good brain. The rules are like iron wire woven into a wire mesh, trapping Chu Fang and leaving him no chance to take advantage of it.

"Finally, Ms. Zhong Tingyue has the final right to interpret the cohabitation rules!"

After talking for a long time, she finally finished.

"What's the point of cohabitation?" Chu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth. Sleeping together in a big quilt, black silk, high heels, uniforms... ..., a series of ideas finally fell through.

Zhong Tingyue explained: "Living together is to better adapt to the lives of two people. If we can live together, that's great. If there are problems, and there are disputes between us about certain things, then we can just 'get out of here' and yo-yo."

Here, he paused and said in a heavier voice: "I'm not giving you 'GHS'."

"What if you want to 'GHS'?"

"..."

The two sides argued for a while and cut down many unreasonable rules, such as touching hands, kissing... ..., which is not considered harassment; the two share the housework;... ...

The two drafted a final set of cohabitation rules.

Chu Fang signed his name generously, and Zhong Tingyue took the rules and showed them: "This is legally effective, and you are not allowed to touch the bottom line."

After that, he went to his bedroom, and Chu Fang shrugged: "Bottom line? The bottom line is meant to be broken, and I have plenty of time to play with you."

In a moment, many thoughts and ideas had already come to his mind.

It was late at night. Zhong Tingyue walked out of the room and felt the burning gaze. She turned her head and glared at him: "No!Peeping!"

Chu Fang said slowly: "I installed a surveillance camera in the bathroom. If you have the guts, don't take a shower."

"Mr. Chu, you are too perverted!"

"Hehe..."

Zhong Tingyue shook her hair: "As long as you can suppress your anger, you can watch it."

Seeing his girlfriend swaggering into the bathroom, Chu Fang thought to himself: "Damn it! I really need to install a surveillance camera someday. "

He retracted his gaze and met the green pupils of the tabby cat Lily, who was looking at him with her head tilted, filled with vigilance, as if she regarded him as a bad guy.

"..."

Chu Fang could only remain speechless.

After a while, the bathroom door opened, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

Zhong Tingyue was wearing an elegant silk nightgown, the soft texture was like clouds, fitting her exquisite curves, at the neckline, several delicate thin straps intertwined, faintly showing her soft collarbone and slender shoulder and neck lines, pure and refined, with skin as white as jade, so delicate that it could almost see the light of water.

At this moment, she was like a beautiful ink painting, fresh and elegant.

"Hey, hey, wake up, you are drooling. "Zhong Tingyue waved in front of him, watching her boyfriend come back to his senses, with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.

It is a very proud thing to be appreciated by your sweetheart.

You are stupid, young man.

Chu Fang sobered up and looked at his girlfriend seriously: "You are quite vulgar, are those dirty things in my mind?"

"Isn't it?"

"Wrong!" Chu Fang raised his voice a few points, "That's art! It is a beautiful picture of the beautiful world that the mind can't help but construct. It is the driving force for the progress and development of human society. It is..."

While he was arguing, he took the hair dryer, and Zhong Tingyue sat down consciously, letting Chu Fang fiddle with his hair. The rustling sound of the hair dryer echoed throughout the room.

Chu Fang touched his girlfriend's hair, which was soft and smooth. His fingers penetrated every strand of hair. This touch was particularly pleasant. Zhong Tingyue's hair was like black ink jade, shiny and smooth. When the strong wind blew, it danced in the wind.

And it exuded a faint fragrance. It was not the smell of shampoo, but a certain fragrance of the hair itself.

The two fell into silence, with only the sound of the hair dryer.

Chu Fang blew his hair seriously, and Zhong Tingyue had two cheerful dimples on her face.

... ...

"..."