When the house family was hidden by the golden house

What's more... Yan Fan's heart, he seems to have touched it.Even if all the big and young girls are here now, it is impossible for him to waste time perfunctory or coaxing others.

He only wants Yan Fan.

"Isn't it just 5000 million? Give me a little time!" the prince said stubbornly.

The other three suddenly burst into laughter.

"This plot is called The Story of the Lost Prince Selling Smiles."

It was rare for a few people to have such a time, almost letting go and teasing.

"Hey, isn't it just 5000 million? Xiao Wei, the master gave you the money. Are you still a good guy? Play with the master for a night, and you will give the money if you give it. It's not a loss~" Yuan Yueze Leaning at Wei Yubai, raising his eyebrows, he reached out to Wei Yubai's chin without fear of death and squeezed it.

In exchange for the crown prince's merciless slap, "Fuck your mother, get out of here for your father."

"Xiao Wei, pour me a glass of wine for you. Wash it up tonight, and wait for you Yuan Ye at the hotel." Yuan Yueze leaned back, wrapped one hand around Duan Ziyu's shoulders, and crossed his legs He has two legs and a condescending look on his face.

"Hey, how can brother Yuan eat alone? Of course, this kind of good thing is because of the brothers!" Han Chengan bumped Yuan Yueze's shoulder.

"Hahahahaha," Duan Ziyu laughed and rolled all over the sofa by himself.

I'm afraid these people don't want to live anymore.

Yuan Yueze was not afraid of death and threw a goblet into Wei Yubai's arms, looking at people with that contemptuous look.

Wei Yu smiled innocently, actually picked up the wine bottle, and poured wine for someone with an aggrieved face.

Several people were joking, but no one noticed a light sound coming from outside the door.

Yan Fan stared intently at the few people inside, his slender hands gripped the door frame tightly, almost deformed.

He... is short of money?

Yan Fan wanted to go in and kill them all, but what position should he take?

Will Wei Yubai accept his help?

Everything is unknown.

In Yan Fan's mind, the phrase 'come to the hotel after cleaning at night' was repeated over and over again.

night... night...

Yan Fan started trotting without thinking.

He needs to do something to fix it.

Didn't Wei Yubai need money?

Whatever the reason.

Anyway...anyway...he had money.It's only 5000 million, that person can do it, can't he, too?

No, 5000 million is not enough.He can give him more.

He can give him more.

Yan Fan made up his mind, and immediately asked his assistant to go to the bank to withdraw money.

The young man walked in a hurry, so he missed the crown prince who slammed the wine glass on the table, then grabbed Yuan Yueze by the collar and started beating him.

Someone Yuan was beaten and yelled, "Brother! Brother Wei! I was wrong! Stop beating me! Master! Master Wei!"

"Dad - I was wrong!!!"

"Brother Duan, save me ah ah ah ah ah brother Duan woo woo woo!"

Duan Ziyu laughed angrily, stood by and watched, very cold.

......

It was difficult for Wei Yubai to describe his mood.

The sky is bright and the sun is bright!

He turned out!Encountered!so!Absolutely miserable!Outrageous things!

The prince stood by the window and looked downstairs. The floor was a bit high, and from his angle, he could only vaguely see a ridiculously expensive silver-gray luxury car.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car, followed by several capable assistants.

Yan Fan came upstairs with a large group of people.

Before Wei Yubai could open the door, the big bodyguard directly kicked open the crumbling small wooden door of the rental house.

Wei Yubai, "..."

Piu Liang, he had to pay the landlord auntie 500 yuan for this jio.

Brother, can you knock on the door?Although you look like a usurer, he can still open the door!

The handsome young man came out among the crowd.

In the crowded aisle, the big brothers in black on both sides respectfully turned sideways, lowered their heads, and made way for the man.

Yan Fan wore a cool black suit today, mid-length, with a baroque silver belt around his waist, and sunglasses. He was cold and arrogant, making people itch.

Those beautiful hands were tightly wrapped, wrapped in white gloves.The whole body is black, only the exposed part of the white neck is almost sickly white.

Wei Yubai swallowed unconsciously.

But his gaze slowly moved down from that sexy neck, staring at the pair of gloves.

Very good, glove details, finally remember to wear gloves.

Then, the young man casually took a suitcase from the bodyguard beside him, opened it without saying a word, and threw it on the ground.

The money in the box was scattered all over the floor.

The bodyguards put out the mighty box players one by one.

Afterwards, the assistant behind Yan Fan took out the card again, and said condescendingly, "This is from President Yan."

Yan Fan's eyes swept towards Wei Yubai, he took off his sunglasses arrogantly, and Qing Lingling's voice was forced to be arrogant, but still somewhat unspeakably cute, "This is [-] million. You, follow me. "

The young man pointed at the boy and said so.

Wei Yubai, "!!!"

He was shocked!

What kind of play is this?

Bag.Raise paly?

Or did the big adventure lose?

It wouldn't be the case that his brain was squeezed by the door, diagnosed with mental illness, and then rescued by his bodyguards, right?

"Brother Yan, you..." Wei Yubai was dumbfounded, unable to turn his head around for a while.

"Don't you understand what I said? You will be mine from now on." Yan Fan raised his chin and said arrogantly.

"Are those three people as much as I give? I can give you as much. You might as well follow me."

"What? Which three? Yuan Yueze and the others?" Wei Yubai had a complicated expression.

"I can give you more. I can treat you better." Yan Fan emphasized again.

"Huh?" Wei Yubai was surprisingly puzzled.

What is it?

Wei Yubai's mind was full of black lines, "Brother Yan, did you misunderstand something?"

Yan Fan didn't listen to his pressure on Lai Lai.

As if he had a premonition that the other party was going to reject him, Yan Fan clenched his hands in the pockets of his trousers slightly, sweating impetuously.

...is he going to refuse?

why?

He obviously gave more than that person.

He'll be nicer to him too.

He will not bully him.

Why do you have to be willing to degenerate, unwilling to abandon the dark and turn to the bright?

Wei Yubai couldn't hold back a laugh, and then he said angrily, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who loves vanity?"

The assistant student casually pushed the glasses hanging on his nose, and his brain was running calculations, "HHL's 108-key green axis keyboard costs 47 yuan. With this [-] million yuan, you can buy keyboards that fill the entire room. "

Wei Yubai was speechless for a while.

Isn't it just a fucking [-] million?

Who cares?

"Yan Fan," Wei Yubai called him so seriously for the first time, and then said, "Are you serious?"

At this time, Yan Fan felt that he was simply a peerless villain, the kind of villain who forced a boy from a good family.

He couldn't bear to look at Wei Yubai's 'heartbroken' eyes, so he turned his face away, and said softly, "Yes."

Then, he slowly turned his face back, looked directly at Wei Yubai, and asked seriously: "Do you want to come with me?"

The crown prince rolled his big eyes, shut the door abruptly without saying a word, and started to tidy up his wives in a hurry, and said fiercely: "Go with your mother, there is no car?"

Yan Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

The assistant classmate immediately took out a contract in the briefcase.

The first page of the contract is big red: package.support contract.

Yan Fan's face turned livid with the naked eye.

The assistant player opened it with great interest. Even an elite player like him, who has many years of experience in the industry and is ruthless and serious to the end, couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth from crazily upturned.

The assistant brother uses that word in a correct way, and usually only reads the voice of a billion-dollar contract (this is indeed a billion-dollar contract), slow and serious, cadenced, full of emotions... and so on, read it again that contract.

"Party A is Yan Fan, CEO of Feixing Group, and Party B is Mr. Wei Yubai. Clause [-], during the period when both parties sign the contract, Party B is not allowed to go out or contact anyone without Party A's permission. The requirements of the party are subject to change at any time.”

Oh.

It's really a small black house play, there will be no small handcuffs, small belts, small candles, etc.?

All right, Yan Fan, he's good at playing.

Wei Yubai's playful eyes could hardly be suppressed, and they drifted towards Yan Fan every now and then.

The handsome young man's face became more and more red, and blood dripped from his ears. He gave his assistant brother who was still studying his contract a vicious look. However, the latter took his work extremely seriously, meticulously, with full concentration, without any distractions, and would never be disturbed by external forces.

The cough was rightfully ignored.

"Clause [-], if Party A needs it, Party B must provide the services that Party A needs to a certain extent, including physiological services. The level of service can change at any time according to Party A's needs."

The classic reappearance, he is just a toy for venting.

The more Wei Yubai laughed, the happier he became. According to the logic script, shouldn't he be heartbroken and shocked now, shouting heartbreakingly: Yan Fan, how dare you!What do you think of me!

But that doesn't fit his personality.

So the last sentence should be: Do you want to do this to me for only [-] million?Who do you think I am?No, you have to pay more!

The more Wei Yubai thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't hold back a laugh.

Yan Fan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The assistant player who can't read words and looks, and will be strong in his life has not received the hint from the boss at all, and is still reading, the words are correct and full of emotion, "Article [-], the contract relationship between Party A and Party B will last for at least one year. If Party B unilaterally terminates relationship, there will be huge compensation.”

Wei Yubai's cold, three-white eyes were now bent into a crescent moon.

Oh, a one-year lover's contract, he understands.

"Clause [-], if Party A needs, Party B will eat and live with Party A, participate in various banquets, and take care of Party A's life in all aspects. Including but not limited to drinking, driving for Party A, and caring for Party A Party washes and cooks, takes care of sick Party A, etc.”

hahahahahahahahaha.

Okay, now it's a one-year nanny-lover contract.

Several hints failed, and the forced arrogance on Mr. Yan's face finally collapsed, and he said angrily, "No need!"

Wei Yubai almost burst out laughing.

......

The author has something to say:

Yan Fan: This is different from what I imagined

Wei Yubai: What did you imagine?

Yan Fan: Forced by money, refused to comply with death, or something.You see, I'm wearing a black suit, small sunglasses, and a small bodyguard.

Wei Yubai: There is also a contract ghost.

Yan Fan:.

ps: No updates on Thursday and Friday.The third year of high school is too busy.Kneel down.jpg