After marrying the richest husband

Today's dinner is too full and I haven't digested it yet.

Therefore, Sang Qiao decided not to go to the training room to make a y transaction with the delivery boy today. After saying goodbye to Zhuang Hui in the corridor and walking out, he planned to take the elevator back to the dormitory.

Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health.

Sang Qiao pressed the up elevator button.

The elevator doors opened quickly.

Inside stood Fang Yuzhou and another trainee.

Sang Qiao yawned, and glanced into the elevator indifferently——

The trainee standing in the elevator with Fang Yuzhou seemed familiar to him too.

If I remember correctly, it should be No.2 of Class A, what is it called?

Oh yes, it seems to be Jiang Tong.

Anyway, it is also a famous brand, looking left and right, looking up and down, it is full of money.

I don't know if it's Sang Qiao's illusion, but I always feel that the atmosphere in the elevator is a bit subtle.

Jiang Tong was located very close to Fang Yuzhou, and he was raising his head slightly, with an unhappy expression, as if he was having some weird conversation with Fang Yuzhou just now.

Then when the elevator door opened, it stopped suddenly.

Fang Yuzhou's expression seemed very normal, he saw Sang Qiao standing outside at a glance, and said proactively, "Going back to the dormitory? Come in quickly."

"Okay."

Sang Qiao stepped into the elevator.

Fang Yuzhou closed the elevator door and turned to Sangqiao: "Class A's training room is on the sixth floor, and class F is on the first floor. Why did you go to the third floor?"

Sang Qiao's bright eyes rolled around twice: "I'll find someone else to play with, how about you?"

Fang Yuzhou said: "Go and discuss the formation for tomorrow's training with instructor Xu Hao. Sang Qiao, you have to get up early tomorrow. Do you need me as the captain to provide an early call service?"

Sang Qiao coldly refused: "No need."

Fang Yuzhou covered his chest, with a sad expression on his face: "Oh, I've taken the initiative, and you still reject me, Qiaoqiao."

Mulberry Bridge: 00

Sang Qiao's big eyes were full of bewilderment.

He thought hard for a while, and said kindly: "Then I can also take the initiative, I can take the initiative to wake you up, I am the earliest among all the trainees every day."

Fang Yuzhou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

Putting his hand on Sang Qiao's shoulder, he paused for a few seconds, as if he still didn't feel enough, he gently rubbed on Sang Qiao's soft hair: "I'm so touched, is Qiao Qiao so powerful?"

Sang Qiao tilted his head, took a step back, and slapped Fang Yuzhou's hand off straightly: "Don't touch the two men, and they are not married. Are you a cat?"

Fang Yuzhou: "..."

The smile on Fang Yuzhou's mouth couldn't be covered, he turned his head and coughed several times in a disguised manner, and then said again: "In this case, when will you move to the dormitory of class A, Sangqiao? I'll wait for you to call me in the morning, how about Move today? I'll help you move."

Sang Qiao pointed to the elevator door: "Don't move, your floor has arrived."

The elevator opens on the eighth floor.

Fang Yuzhou walked out regretfully, and wanted to say something to Sang Qiao.

As soon as he turned his head, Sang Qiao closed the elevator door indifferently like a killer.

Fang Yuzhou: "..."

Jiang Tong got off the elevator behind Fang Yuzhou, and followed Fang Yuzhou's gaze to look back.

There is only a small gap left in the elevator door.

It happened that Sang Qiao could be seen inside with his head up, whistling foolishly to himself on the mirrored ceiling inside the elevator.

Jiang Tong twitched the corner of his mouth, as if pressing two words out of his tone of disdain: "True soil."

The elevator doors closed.

Fang Yuzhou was already walking forward. Hearing this, he stopped in his tracks, turned around, and glanced at Jiang Tong with a half-smile: "Hey, that's how the Jiang family taught you etiquette?"

Jiang Tong: "Fang Yuzhou!!!"

Fang Yuzhou ignored Jiang Tong, bypassed the person in front of him, and went back to the dormitory.

Although the dormitory of class a and the dormitory of class f are very different in size.

But the program team was barely merciful, and each dormitory was equipped with a separate toilet and bathroom.

Sang Qiao took 5 minutes to take a shower, and ran out of the bathroom wearing a Peppa Pig bathrobe of the same style as her pajamas, and wrapped herself up on the bed in less than ten seconds. A zongzi.

It made Jiang Kai amazed.

Jiang Kai spread a tender pink yoga mat on the ground, and was doing upper body movements on the yoga mat.

The Sangqiao meat dumpling turned itself around and faced Jiang Kai. While watching him, he asked sincerely: "Why do the old men also do yoga? Do you want to train yourself to be a curvy man?"

Jiang Kai: "..."

Jiang Kai raised his hand and threw the pillow next to him towards Sangqiao: "Roll! This way you can develop a swan neck. Do you know the swan neck?"

Sang Qiao was thrown upright by the pillow, and said honestly: "I don't know, but I know peach butt."

Jiang Kai: "...Why do you know Peach Butt?"

Sang Qiao poked his head out of the bed: "Because a greasy director in his 50s said that to me before."

Jiang Kai: "And then?"

Sang Qiao: "Then I will ask him to say it a few more times."

Jiang Kai: "??? And then???"

Sang Qiao: "Then he also praised me for being prettier than women, with a soft figure and a sweet voice. It must be really cool to do it."

Jiang Kai: "..."

Why does this development feel wrong?

Jiang Kai: "What about the end?"

Sang Qiao: "In the end, I must not be able to listen anymore! I knocked him out, and then sent the recording of his words to his wife, hehehe."

Jiang Kai: "..."

Jiang Kai was silent for a while, then looked up at Sang Qiao with a numb expression: "Qiao, I used to think that for a good-looking person like you, it must be because God is not fair that he is not popular."

Sang Qiao: "Huh?"

Jiang Kai sighed deeply: "But now I understand, God is fair."

Sang Qiao: "???"

Jiang Kai: "While he opened a door for you, he also paved a way for you to die outside the door."

Sang Qiao: "..."

OK.

The Sangqiao small meat dumpling turned itself back facing the wall, and pointed its butt at Jiang Kai, which can be said to be very hurt.

Jiang Kai has been practicing for an hour and a half, got up from the yoga mat covered in thin sweat, went into the bathroom and took a shower, then took out a cosmetic bag from his desk, took out the bottles and cans inside, and sat down skillfully Start to wipe and wipe.

Sangqiao dozed off after wiping, resisting the cold with difficulty, crawled out of the quilt tube and went to the bathroom to drain the water.

Turned the water out and saw that Jiang Kai was still wiping.

Sang Qiao poured himself a cup of hot water.

Haven't had a sip yet.

Jiang Kai leaned over: "Qiao, speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask you, what kind of cosmetics do you use for your skin to be so good?"

Sang Qiao usually doesn't use face oil, so he thought about it seriously for a while: "Dabao sod honey?"

Jiang Kai: "...Your family is so rich, so you use Dabao?"

Sang Qiao has said countless times that he is poor and really has no money, but Jiang Kai has never believed it.

He took a sip of hot water helplessly: "I'm asleep."

Jiang Kai finished filming his lady-like lotion, put on a layer of sleep mask for the last time, and walked up to Sangqiao with the bottle: "I opened a new bottle of mask today, can I have some for you too?"

Sang Qiao's eyes widened in fright, and he refused: "No, go away! It's sticky!"

Jiang Kai: "..."

Jiang Kai lay back on the bed in despair.

Probably because today's training is too intense and my body is still in a state of excitement.

After turning off the lights.

Jiang Kai didn't fall asleep for a while: "Sang Qiao, what does your father usually buy for you?"

Sang Qiao was already drowsy and a little drowsy, and Jiang Kai chased the sleepy bug away, rubbing his eyes: "What father?"

Jiang Kai asked curiously: "Your father who checked your post? Did your father not let you use cosmetics? I feel that children from rich families like you are very strictly controlled."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was stunned for a while, before he remembered the bully that he casually talked to Jiang before.

have to say.

Chinese culture is really broad and profound.

Sang Qiao couldn't handle it perfunctorily, so he had to say stiffly: "Just...give me pocket money, and then take care of my food and housing, and don't care about anything else."

Jiang Kai is familiar with all kinds of romance novels and crispy duck novels, and can quickly draw inferences: "Fuck, then your dad doesn't love you!"

Sang Qiao: "???"

You are not talking nonsense!

Jiang Kai also seemed to realize the inappropriateness of the sentence just now, and hurriedly said: "Ah, it's not really... But most parents are very strict with their children, like my dad, if I do something wrong, I will definitely be whipped. Qiao, rich families like you must be careful."

Sang Qiao humbly asked, "Be careful of what?"

Jiang Kai turned around: "Be careful that your father finds you a young mother, and then fights with you for inheritance. If you are single and weak, you will definitely not be able to compete."

Sang Qiao: "..."

That shouldn't be necessary, he is that little mother.

bah bah bah.

What a little mom!

Sang Qiao was dizzy by Jiang Kai.

Before I could figure it out, I heard Jiang Kai's popular science again: "So you must hurry up to occupy your father's love and reject your little mother. Also, now that the same-sex marriage law has been passed, you still have to reject your little dad!"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao couldn't bear it anymore and threw back the pillow that Jiang Kai had thrown away before: "Don't push me, wash up and sleep."

Maybe it was influenced by Jiang Kai's constant nagging about Fu Xingzhou's bully before going to sleep.

Sang Qiao had a nightmare all night.

First, she dreamed that Sang Qing came back, married Fu Xingzhou, and was kicked out of the house in poverty.

Then I dreamed that when I was picking up garbage on the street, I met a wolf dog, but was carried back to the den by the wolf dog.

Finally, he dreamed of Fu Xingzhou again.

But Fu Xingzhou in the dream was not wearing a suit, nor was Raven by his side, but a blue and white school uniform, which looked quite pure.

Then Fu Xingzhou, who was wearing a school uniform, spoke to him: "Qiaoqiao."

Sang Qiao: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xingzhou showed a particularly gentle smile, and led a strong and strong wolfhound: "Can I eat you?"

Sang Qiao: "???"

Before [-]:[-] in the morning, Sang Qiao was startled awake.

The author has something to say: Fu Xingzhou: Qiaobao, can I eat you?

Fu Xingzhou: The kind that is washed and eaten raw_

Sang Xiaoqiao: No way!roll roll roll!