A life of financial freedom

At home, Chu Fang looked at several old men, who were drunk and talking eloquently. Even the quiet father Chu started talking about history.

Alcohol is really a fun thing!

Just at this moment, a message came and he raised his eyebrows.

Damn!

Zhong Rou found out.

Zhong Rou sent a picture with a kitchen knife against her neck, tears in her eyes.

What?

Do you want to commit suicide?

[Rou Rouzi: Pay the money! Pay the life! Pay my nephew! Pay my feelings! ]

[Love Solo Player: Sorry, I was wrong. ]

[Love Solo Player: Simple.JPG]

[Rou Rouzi: Wrong? Over? ]

Chu Fang immediately sent a red envelope to his sister-in-law.

[Rou Rouzi: No! I want my nephew! ]

Zhong Rou's eyes were red, tears dripped down, and she sobbed softly.

This incident not only seriously hurt her feelings, but also the nephew she had been thinking about was gone, which could not be dismissed with a so-called red envelope.

[Rou Rouzi has received your red envelope. ]

Chu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth.

Damn!

The red envelope could not stop the tears of the sister-in-law.

You can't blame me for this. You were so scheming before, why were you so innocent a few days ago.

Alas!

Chu Fang had no choice but to send out many more New Year red envelopes.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and sent out a big red envelope of 666.

[Rou Rouzi: Forget about that matter, don't lie to me in the future. ]

He laughed all of a sudden.

Money can move people's hearts!

The sister-in-law couldn't resist the suspicion of money after all.

Then I have a way to trick you in the future.

Zhong Tingyue wiped the tears from her little sister's cheeks, pursed her lips and said, "Don't cry anymore?"

"Hmph!" Zhong Rou snorted coldly and rolled her eyes, "Zhong Tingyue, I will never be friends with you again!"

"..."

The Magic City is as prosperous and lively as ever.

Even during the Spring Festival, when the workers leave, there are still a lot of tourists coming, and the corresponding milk tea shops are busy and out of breath.

After working until late at night, Zhou Qiong can finally take a breath.

The store manager handed her a red envelope and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhou, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, store manager." Zhou Qiong took the red envelope, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Go home early."

"I'll clean up the sanitation and go home in a few steps. There's no hurry."

The store manager shook his head.

I don't know what this little girl has experienced. She is so well-behaved that she feels pity in her heart.

At almost twelve o'clock on New Year's Eve, Zhou Qiong slowly returned home, wearing a white down jacket, a hat, and her hands in her pockets, looking extremely cute.

Ten, nine, eight... ...

Just then, there was a huge cheer, it turned out that the New Year was coming.

With the word "one" falling, the noise and cheers resounded throughout the city, followed by the fireworks show organized by the municipal government.

Zhou Qiong stopped, looked at the fireworks in the night sky, clasped her hands in front of her, and murmured to herself: "The new year is here, I hope Yi Yi can get into a good university, I hope Brother Chu Fang will marry and have children with his sister-in-law as soon as possible, and I hope Brother Chu Fang's family will be safe and healthy."

Zhou Qiong's wish is so simple.

Suddenly someone sent her a message, and her pretty face showed a smile.

[Brother Chu Fang sent you a red envelope. ]

[Brother Chu Fang: The New Year is here, I hope Qiong Qiong is happy, safe and healthy, are you doing well in Shanghai? Don't tire yourself out too much. You call me brother every day, and I am your brother every day. Life is beautiful. I hope you can feel it. ]

Zhou Qiong has already felt it.

... ...

Along with the deafening sound of firecrackers, the new year has arrived.

After staying up all night, Chu Fang got into bed and felt like he had entered heaven.

[Love Solo Player: Happy New Year. ]

[Wangshu: Just four words? ]

[Love Solo Player: All the best. ]

[Wangshu: ... ...]

[Wangshu: What is your New Year's wish? ]

[Love Solo Player: Sleep with you! ]

Zhong Tingyue shook her head. This man's mind is still so single-minded.

If he really wants to sleep, he will be quite hesitant.

What a contradictory man, or:

The king of strong mouth!

Chu Fang invited a video call, and the other party accepted it immediately. As the video was connected, the former's sleepy eyes suddenly widened.

The woman I had been dreaming about appeared in front of me, wearing a purple tight thermal underwear, which highlighted her beautiful upper body to the fullest, giving me a feeling of "She is just my sister, and my sister said purple is very charming..."

Her lower body was a pair of black shorts, revealing her fair and well-proportioned legs, without any scars, like a finely crafted work of art.

Oh my god!

Zhong Tingyue, you actuallyYou are wearing so hot behind my back.

You really disappoint me!

Facing her boyfriend's fiery gaze, Zhong Tingyue seemed a little shy, with a faint blush on her face, and asked: "Mr. Chu, your eyeballs are about to fall out."

"It's okay if your eyeballs fall out, as long as you have a brain." Chu Fang responded, "My brain has a strong ability to construct art."

"How far have you constructed it?"

"Wearing black silk."

"..."

Such an excellent artistic talent, this man actually doesn't use it in the right way.

"For the new year, I will dance for you." Zhong Tingyue said.

Chu Fang waved his hand, looking serious: "Play the BGM for me, and there will be a big reward for dancing well."

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at him, and then twisted her body to the music, dancing the dance she learned for her boyfriend.

And Chu Fang finally understood why those ancient emperors liked dancing so much?

From then on, the king did not attend the court early!

There was a reason for that.

A beautiful woman dances in front of you, swaying her body. Even though you can see that she doesn't dance well, the rhythm is wrong, and she can't keep up with the street shots, but just dancing is enough to be pleasing to the eyes.

Zhong Tingyue danced the kind of traditional Chinese dance, with two long white legs swinging in the air, graceful and charming.

After the song ended, Zhong Tingyue smiled like a flower: "How does the King of Chu feel?"

Chu Fang said: "Come closer."

Zhong Tingyue moved closer, smiling.

"Come closer."

Following the fiery eyes, Zhong Tingyue lowered her head and fell on her chest, then raised her head and asked with a smile: "Does it look good?"

It turns out that this man is taking advantage.

"Your thermal underwear is too..." Chu Fang hesitated, "Too tight, wear it looser next time."

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