The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

When He Jiao said this, Lan Qing suddenly felt a little pressured, he didn't have the desire to marry others into a wealthy family.

If the other party's family conditions are too good and his own ability is too poor, he will feel that he can't afford it.

"However, that is not owned by my father alone. My father cooperates with others. Everyone earns an average of one share of the money each year. In fact, there is not that much. We are at best a relatively wealthy family." He He Jiao said.

Those who can give 100 million can no longer be regarded as relatively rich.

"Then do you want to go back to inherit the family business in the future?"

"Not necessarily. My dad is still very capable. How could it be my turn so quickly? When they want to retire, maybe my children can inherit it!"

"your child?"

"Don't you know that there are already scientists working on artificial matrices?"

"heard about it."

"I have a little uncle. He is the researcher of this research project. In fact, they have cultivated some lives before. Maybe in the near future, there will really be a technology baby. We can get one by then!"

"It must be very expensive, I have to work hard to make money." Lan Qing was suddenly full of fighting spirit.

"What do you want to do after graduation? Anyway, I will follow you. I will follow you to do whatever you want. We will work in the same company in the future, live together, go to and from work together, eat and sleep together, just like now, They can't be separated." He Jiao climbed onto his body and said domineeringly, "Did you hear that?"

"Of order." Lan Qing put her arms around his waist.

He Jiao's waist is very thin, and the curve on the side of the waist is a very sexy arc that he can feel when he touches it with his hands. Every time he hugs him, he will get used to putting his hands in this arc.

He Jiao tilted his head and leaned on his chest muscles, stroking his big tits.

This charming pectoral muscle, he can't practice it anyway.

In the next two days, He Jiao found out that Yan Fei and Hua Jianli had gone on a trip together.

Hua Jianli's circle of friends began to update the travel news.

He Jiao also started to look through travel guides.

He also wants to take his wife on a trip.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. After Lan Qing opened the door, Xin Ting put his head in and asked, "Have you seen Xu Zihao these two days?"

"No, you share a dormitory with him, you come to ask me?" Lan Qing asked back.

"He hasn't come back for two days, and he doesn't respond to calls or text messages. I suspect that he has been kidnapped." Xin Ting said.

"No, why kidnap him? Is his family rich?"

Xin Ting looked in and saw He Jiao lying on his side on the bed playing with his phone lazily.

You can tell at a glance that this is a very nourishing state of life.

"It's not a lot of money. The main reason is that he recently fell in love with a goddess? He was mysterious all day long. No matter what happened before, he still came back to sleep at night. Now he hasn't come back for two nights in a row, and he still can't contact her." Now, I suspect that he might have been raped by that girl first and then killed."

"You think too much. I think he raped and killed the goddess before he dared to come back?" He Jiao was a little curious again, "Have you seen what his goddess looks like?"

"I've seen the photos, and they look pretty good, but I feel like a celebrity on the Internet. I always feel that this kind of person is definitely unreliable in dating."

Xin Ting also secretly sent a photo of him to his mobile phone, and he will take it here for them to enjoy.

"Look, how is it? Is it an internet celebrity face?"

Lan Qing took a look, the facial features looked so fake.

He Jiao saw it, took the phone over, and said suspiciously: "I look familiar with this person, Xu Zihao likes big men who dress up like women?"

"Is this guy a man?" Xin Ting pointed at the photo. He looked at the photo, but he couldn't tell it was a man at all.

"If I remember correctly, he should be a master of women's clothes." He Jiao picked up his notebook, searched and found a photo of this woman.

It should be said that there were photos of this big guy in women's clothing, and he also had a lot of small videos, which still got a little hits on the Internet.

"Look, isn't it him?"

"Fuck, it's really true. I thought Xu Zihao liked women, but he likes men wearing women's clothes?" Xin Ting immediately raised the corners of his mouth, and said disgustedly, "Huh... so perverted oh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Qing and He Jiao squinted at him.

Xin Ting instantly realized that he had said the wrong thing. If he wanted to say that he was a big guy in women's clothing, and if he wanted to say that he was a pervert, how could he compare to the two of them?

"It's so perverted, so exciting, and I like it so much—" Xin Ting immediately laughed. "I can still be a little perverted!"

Lan Qing gave him a blank look, and He Jiao didn't want to talk to him.

Xin Ting asked, "Then do you know him?"

"I don't know each other, but we are in the same circle. We often meet each other's works in forums, but I have never talked to him. You are so worried about Xu Zihao, do you like him?"

"Nonsense, how could I like that guy? This is a dormitory for everyone. If I haven't come back for two days, I have to worry about it. What if he dies? I can't miss the first 7." Xin Ting said with a smile.

"He's really a good roommate!" He Jiao patted him on the shoulder and said mockingly.

"It's okay. After falling in love, people will deny their relatives. If you don't come back for two days, there is no problem at all. If you don't come back for two months, you can call the police."

"Two months, the body melted."

"Why do you keep thinking about his death?"

Xin Ting shrugged, just as he said that, he heard footsteps. After hearing the footsteps for several years, Xin Ting had already clearly remembered Xu Zihao's footsteps.

He immediately got up and went out to have a look, and he saw Xu Zihao walking into the dormitory.

He passed right away.

Xu Zihao looked devastated and listless.

As soon as Xin Ting came in, he joked, "Is this the vigor sucked by the vixen?"

Xu Zihao lay on the bed and whispered, "My goddess...is actually a girl with handles..."

Xin stopped and stood by the bed, and said with a mocking smile: "What's wrong with carrying a handle? Look at our president and He Jiao? Don't you also feel passionate every day, and you don't want to leave?"

"But... I don't like the way he looks in men's clothes..." Xu Zihao was extremely depressed. He went to the face full of hope, went to the hotel happily, but as soon as he took off his makeup... Damn...

Xu Zihao sat up immediately, and suddenly said excitedly: "Did you know? His big eyes, after taking off the makeup, are half smaller! He has double eyelids in the photo, but after taking off the makeup, he turned into a single eyelid." , What's even more amazing is that when I look at the real person, I feel that the face is quite small, after removing the makeup and the wig, that face... I can't speak at all!"

"Puchi..." Xin Ting couldn't help laughing hahaha and fell down on his bed.