A Guide to Surviving Without Money

The woman turned around and stared angrily at Luo Shan in front of her: "Why did you hit me?"

Luo Shan smiled coldly, raised her hand again, and slapped him: "Why, he is not someone like you who can touch him, so get out of here."

When Shen Yue saw Luo Shan, she hurriedly walked outside. She had seen him early in the morning, but she just didn't bother to pay attention: "Shen Yue, stop for me, where do you want to go? I'm afraid you have participated in today's matter, right?" .”

Leng Pingsheng drank a lot of wine, drunk, his whole body was full of alcohol, Luo Shan frowned, looking forward to what Shen Yue would say?

"This was requested by Brother Sheng himself, and I didn't arrange it on purpose. Look, Sister Luo." Shen Yue shrank a little. Although she grew up together, Luo Shan was used to bullying him since she was a child, and she still has a psychological shadow in her heart. .

"If something like this happens again in the future, tell me first. This time, I'll let you go. Get lost." Luo Shan's eyes fell on Leng Pingsheng's body, her eyes were gentle.

Although I don't know what happened, this kind of behavior is really abnormal. Leng Pingsheng has never done this before. Lying on the sofa, Leng Pingsheng burped, and there were several lipsticks on the corners of his mouth.

Luo Shan took out a few pieces of toilet paper from the bag, wiped them carefully, the door was suddenly pushed open, Fujino stared blankly at the two people lying on the sofa, from his angle, Luo Shan was lying on the cold bed. On Pingsheng's body, he reached out and gently stroked his face.

Fujino closed his eyes, unable to breathe because of heartache: "I'm sorry to bother you." After saying that, he turned around quickly and wanted to leave, but Luo Shan behind him called out his name.

Luo Shan stood up slowly: "Come here and send him back. It's so late and it's not convenient for me to be a girl alone. Thank you for your hard work. I hope you can go back intact."

Anyone could tell that the last sentence had a deep meaning, but Fujino didn't seem to hear it, nodded, turned around, grabbed Leng Pingsheng's hand forcefully, pulled it hard, and Leng Pingsheng landed directly on his shoulder.

The tip of her nose was a mixture of the familiar smell and the smell of wine. Luo Shan looked at the person in front of her, and walked away slowly with some difficulty behind her back.

The person behind him smelled of alcohol, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt that such a Leng Pingsheng had a unique charm for him. When he returned to the villa, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening.

Seeing Leng Pingsheng coming back smelling of alcohol, Zhang Bo was so anxious that he exclaimed, "What happened?"

"It's nothing? Uncle Zhang, you don't have to worry, just go and cook some hangover soup."

Uncle Zhang hurriedly went to work in the kitchen, Fujino helped Leng Pingsheng upstairs, and gently put him on the bed, looking at this face so close at hand, he couldn't help but fell silent, his reddish cheeks were like a freshly ripened face Apple, people can't help but want to take a bite.

Fujino approached Leng Pingsheng's face as if fascinated, the smell of alcohol was getting stronger and stronger, but he had a fatal attraction to him, the distance between the two of them was getting closer, and he couldn't help but put his lips on it.

In addition to the smell of wine, there was also a warm feeling. Fujino felt that he was deeply attracted by that feeling, and wanted to keep this feeling going.

Where he couldn't see, Uncle Zhang was standing at the door holding hangover soup. After an unknown amount of time, Fujino got up quickly, thinking that Uncle Zhang would be here soon.

Footsteps came from behind, Uncle Zhang walked forward a few steps, handed the hangover soup to Fujino and said: "Young master, I entrust the master to you, I am old and I can't move my body, just now I start to feel sleepy gone."

Fujino hurriedly asked Uncle Zhang to go back to rest, looked at the hangover soup in his hand, sighed, and fed it in mouthfuls, and the bowl of soup soon bottomed out.

Fujino stood up, carrying the bowl and walked towards the door of the room. Suddenly, a pair of hands behind him hugged his waist tightly. Fujino was extremely entangled in his heart. He wanted to keep going like this, but he had to push him away. .

He struggled hard, and found that he couldn't shake Leng Pingsheng's strength at all, he could only watch helplessly as he slowly leaned over, put his head on his shoulder, and dawdled.

Fujino frowned, and slowly lowered the hand that was about to struggle. In a whirl, Fujino was directly pressed on the bed, and then Leng Pingsheng was directly pressed up, and he could feel a pain in his waist and abdomen. Something hard was pushing against him, and his face was blushing.

I don't know where the strength came from, I pushed him away and ran out, the door was closed tightly, and he leaned against the wall weakly, panting continuously.

Today's ambiguity made him toss and turn in bed at night and couldn't fall asleep. When he got up early, he had two big dark circles under his eyes. When he was eating breakfast downstairs, Leng Pingsheng covered his head and walked down the stairs.

Fujino took a look, but he didn't say hello as usual. He remembered what happened yesterday very clearly, and he was a little embarrassed, so they went to work together after breakfast.

When Fujino walked to the door, Luo Shan handed it a cup of milk tea to Fujino and said, "Didn't anything happen last night?"

He took the milk tea and shook his head calmly: "What does Miss Luo think will happen?"

Luo Shan raised her eyebrows, stopped talking, and went straight into the office. Fujino returned to her seat with the milk tea, and threw the milk tea to Gu Sheng: "I won't drink it, you can drink it."

Gu Sheng was a little surprised, but quite happy. Leng Pingsheng never said a word to him from work to get off work, and Fujino didn't dare to say anything, for fear of making him angry.

When they got off work, the two of them sat in the same car and kept silent. At an intersection ahead, a motorcycle rushed out, and Assistant Wu quickly stepped on the brakes.

The car rushed forward fiercely, and stopped before turning around.

Fujino leaned forward, his head slammed into the chair in front of him, he hissed out, Leng Pingsheng sat up firmly, saw that his forehead was already swollen, and said involuntarily: " How are you, are you okay?"

Leng Pingsheng hugged his head in his arms, carefully inspecting the wound on his forehead, Fujino's whole body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move.

He looked at his forehead carefully, and after an unknown amount of time, Fujino couldn't help but said, "Is that Leng really hungry enough?"

Leng Pingsheng blinked, let go of the person in front of him, Fujino sat up, pretending to be nonchalant, watching the flowing scenery outside the window.

When they arrived at the villa, the two got out of the car one after another. When getting out of the car, Fujino accidentally hit the top of the car door again, shaking his head in pain.

Leng Pingsheng smiled and patted his head: "Does it hurt?"

Fujino nodded with tears in his eyes. It really hurts. It's no wonder the iron car door doesn't hurt.