contract relationship

Fan Shuojing originally planned to find out all the other items in the limited edition box and give them to An Tong after she went back.

The little girl is always easy to coax, she can be satisfied with anything of a few hundred yuan, and she doesn't think it's second-hand... No, she doesn't like it.

So Fan Shuojing's initial thoughts were immediately dispelled.What coaxing, isn't it enough to give money, doesn't she just want money.

Fan Shuojing got the shoulder bag and drew a card for An Tong.

After that, Fan Shuojing continued to work on her work.An Tong also didn't have a mobile phone, so he was bored playing with lipstick and bank cards. Later, he felt that there was nothing interesting, so he threw things on the car seat and started playing with his fingers.

Fan Shuojing heard the strange creaking sound, turned her head and looked over, An Tong was picking the neck pillow strap of the front seat.

Fan Shuojing slapped An Tong's wrist: "What are you doing? The driver is driving, what are you doing?"

An Tong rubbed the back of his hands, knowing that he was wrong, so he didn't speak.

After a while, Fan Shuojing felt that the surrounding was too quiet, which was not right.Going to see An Tong again, I saw An Tong holding the door of the car, with his forehead on the glass window, staring carefully at the scene of retreating outside.

"What are you looking at?"

"There's a baked sweet potato seller at the intersection over there."

"Want to eat?"

An Tong immediately turned back, stared at Fan Shuojing earnestly, and unconsciously swallowed.

The driver started to slow down.

Fan Shuojing said calmly: "I don't have time. Otherwise, you can go shopping and go back by yourself."

An Tong was speechless. In this gap, the car drove through the intersection, leaving the baked sweet potato stall behind.An Tong had nothing else to do, so he picked up the bank card again.

"How much money is there?"

Fan Shuojing cast a sidelong glance at An Tong.

An Tong asked again: "How much can I spend?"

Fan Shuojing sneered: "Don't you want to save money to pay off your debts?"

It's still the eldest lady who is used to it, spending has become a habit, buying and buying is a daily routine, and the first thing that comes to mind when you get the money is the amount.

However, An Tong reacted quickly, embarrassment flashed by, and he pleaded, "I can take it out and keep it! It's still yours in the card, and it's mine when I take it out."

Fan Shuojing: "Are you only thinking about how much money you can get, and don't even think about what you need to do?"

"It's not you..."

"To shut up!"

"Oh."

The second half was still silent.An Tong spun around for a long time, but now he was hungry and sleepy, leaning on the back of the chair swaying, and fell asleep not long after.

In the dream, there was also a delicious big sweet potato. She had traveled thousands of miles to buy it. She just held it in her hand and was about to take a big bite when someone pushed her awake.

It was still Fan Shuojing.

This woman is annoying!

Ignoring An Tong's angry stare, Fan Shuojing succinctly ordered: "Xihu on the tenth floor, the password is 1203."

An Tong was in a daze, except for the anger that he didn't eat the roasted sweet potatoes, he only had the thought of "I'm so hungry", and didn't understand what Fan Shuojing meant.

Fan Shuojing had no choice but to finish the second half: "You go up first."

"What are you going to do?"

"I have something else to do."

An Tong woke up and rubbed his eyes: "Then take me there."

Fan Shuojing seemed to hear some strange remarks, and asked, "What am I taking you for?"

What... An Tong didn't know either.If you think about it carefully, the "assistant" is just a gimmick, a fake, used to deceive the Fan family.Now that her uncle is not here, An Tong doesn't have to pretend anymore, and Fan Shuojing naturally doesn't need to take her with her.

But An Tong just felt weird.

The two had just had a relationship, and now Fan Shuojing brought her home, and even told her the password of the house, leaving her alone in the house.

A little too fast, not too much, and we will live together in no time.

It feels like Fan Shuojing is looking for a bed partner, he should be the one who can keep a distance, call when needed, and don't meet or contact at ordinary times.

Jinwu Zangjiao didn't seem like something she would do. She should just give money and cards directly, not even asking about gifts, and let An Tong buy them herself.

She did.After all, what she needs is a body that can let her vent, clean and obedient, just in her hands, instead of staying by her side all the time.

An Tong opened the door slowly.

Fan Shuojing followed: "After you go up, wash the clothes for me."

An Tong: "...??"

"Also, I haven't been home these days, and I haven't asked my aunt to clean it. You should wipe the floor first."

Is this Jinwu Zangjiao! ?Whose Jiao still has to do housework?Wearing an apron and wearing rubber gloves, can you still look cute?

Mr. Fan, what's wrong with this?

Fan Shuojing asked back, "Is there a problem?"

An Tong gritted her teeth and shook her head: "No, I just think Mr. Fan is really... pragmatic."

It's probably a stingy body, and if you spend money to support a bed partner, you have to do everything you can, and you can't let the bed partner idle when you are not sleeping, and by the way, you can save your aunt's wages.

An Tong stood on Fan Shuojing's balcony, stared blankly at the washing machine for three seconds, and then kicked the washing machine lightly.

Dirty clothes are easy to find, in the rattan basket next to the washing machine, a set of pajamas, and a few pieces of underwear.An Tong poured it all into the washing machine, muttering while looking for laundry detergent.

"Mr. Fan's front is bright, but behind his back, there are stinky clothes piled up here without washing... No underwear, right?"

Fortunately not.

An Tong set a time for the washing machine, walked around the house, and looked at each room.

Fan Shuojing's house is not big, with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. It is a very ordinary improved room configuration, with an area of ​​no more than 180 square meters.But cleaning it up is a big project.

An Tong returned to the living room after turning around. After thinking for a full 2 ​​minutes, he still reluctantly went to find Moopu.

Be grateful, Mr. Fan spent so much money, and now he just asks An Tong to do some housework, which is not too much at all.

"If there is no President Fan, I would be drinking with people in Baichuan at this time. It's just mopping the floor. Auntie Cleaning can do it, so can I."

Self-hypnosis didn't help much. An Tong was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. Even the washing machine was figured out on Fan Shuojing's, and she had never touched it before.

It's just a little bit of conscience in my heart, pulling my few rationality, forcing my body to move.

However, when the faucet was turned on, the rag was not picked up under the running water, and the water splashed all over An Tong's body.

Originally, the crisp formal clothes were uncomfortable, and in the afternoon in the hotel lounge, I was sweating profusely, and the clothes wrapped around my body were sticky and greasy.It was more than half wet, and it was so hot and humid by the indoor heater that it was stuck to her body, and An Tong simply took it off.

No one else was there anyway.

An Tong went back to the living room naked. The wet mop started to draw flowers from the middle, and dragged it to the door like writing large characters. It was half wiped.

She dragged the mop back to the middle to mop the other half of the floor.She didn't notice at all that behind her, the red light of the camera was always on.

And Fan Shuojing at the bar took advantage of the time when she went to the bathroom to turn on the video terminal of the home surveillance with her mobile phone.While buffering, Fan Shuojing was still worried that Miss An Tong would demolish her house, and when the screen was loaded, Fan Shuojing fell silent.

In the center of the phone screen is a round little butt, wrapped in powder blue underwear, with a shallow hollow in the waist.The butterfly bone on the back of the shoulder is revealed, and it will change with the movement of the arm when it wipes the ground. It really looks like a small white butterfly, and it will spread its wings and take off in the next second.

This is the body that Fan Shuojing likes. The girl's figure is still a bit thin, but her flesh and blood are well-proportioned, and everything fits Fan Shuojing's taste.

Fan Shuojing stared at the phone screen with complicated emotions.

"Does this girl have a habit of running around naked?"

After 2 minutes, Fan Shuojing no longer cared about An Tong's clothes or not.Because she found that An Tong's way of cleaning was a bit too simple and rude, no different from demolishing a house.

Why let her do it?

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The author has something to say: Mr. Fan, while disliking An Tong for not wearing clothes, we watched it seriously for 2 minutes【……

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