Skilled in managing a house

Finding herself being treated like this by Zhang Yu, Yang Ying couldn't help frowning and deliberately pushed Zhang Yu away, but then she thought that Zhang Yu was injured, so she couldn't bear it. If he wanted to pull himself out, Zhang Yu would have to be alarmed. If he was injured, he would be heartbroken.

She was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Forget it... let's do it..." There was no other way, Yang Ying finally compromised, and she couldn't hurt Zhang Yu.

As soon as she was relieved, her heart beat even faster, "Bang bang bang... bang bang bang..."

She could clearly hear her heart beating violently, like a drum, and the beat was extremely fast.

The more nervous people are, the more they want to go to the toilet. Yang Ying suddenly feels a little anxious and wants to go to the toilet.

"You stinky thing..." Yang Ying frowned and muttered in her heart, but she was reluctant to lift Zhang Yu's hand, so she could only bite hard and hold it in.

The sky was slightly white, and through the curtains, there was a faint light in the room. Zhang Yu slept soundly, but Yang Ying suffered a lot, because now another situation has arisen, that is...

Yang Ying's face was hot, of course she knew what was going on.

She frowned and couldn't help cursing in her heart: "You brat, what did you dream about...how...how could you still...you made me so angry..."

She didn't even know how long she had been holding it in, it seemed like a century.

There was no other way, Yang Ying decided to wake up Zhang Yu, otherwise, she really couldn't bear it. She did not dare to greet Zhang Yu with a loud voice, but whispered: "Xiao Yu... Xiao Yu..."

Zhang Yu's six senses were extraordinary. If he hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have slept like this. He soon heard Yang Ying's voice and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhang Yu found that his face was face down, and he raised his head slightly. His face happened to be facing Yang Ying's face, and the two pairs of eyes could clearly see each other's eyes.

Finding that the two people were so close, Zhang Yu quickly raised his body upwards. He also forgot that he was injured. He exerted too much force and immediately felt pain on his back, which made him groan involuntarily, "Ugh."

"Xiao Yu..." Hearing Zhang Yu's sound of pain, Yang Ying felt distressed. She quickly reached out and hugged Zhang Yu's shoulders and said softly: "Be gentle... don't move..."

She regretted in her heart, she might as well not have greeted Zhang Yu. If she persisted for a while, Zhang Yu might wake up, and there would be no way to injure the wound. Her face was full of pity and grievance, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm fine. It's just that I moved violently. It doesn't hurt anymore..." Zhang Yu said quickly not wanting Yang Ying to worry.

"How can it stop hurting so quickly? You can coax me..." Yang Ying said with her mouth flat.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore..." Zhang Yu stuck out his tongue.

The two people were now face to face. Yang Ying's pretty face was red. In addition to the look of love, she was also shy and nervous. Yang Ying was already beautiful, but she looked even more charming at the moment. Zhang Yu couldn't help but praise: "Little auntie is so beautiful today."

After hearing this, Yang Ying's cheeks felt hot again. She then rolled her eyes at Zhang Yu and said deliberately: "Am I beautiful today?"

"Beautiful every day." Zhang Yu immediately said with a smile.

"You brat, you've learned how to make people happy now, and you have a smooth tongue." Yang Ying blushed and felt happy in her heart. Every woman likes to hear compliments, especially the man she likes.

"How can I be glib?" Zhang Yu said sincerely.

"Bah." Yang Ying spat softly.

But looking at Zhang Yu's sincere face, I knew that Zhang Yu didn't say it casually. She was even more happy, looking at Zhang Yu lovingly with her beautiful eyes. Zhang Yu also looked at her, their eyes facing each other, as if countless emotions were intertwined.

For a moment, Yang Ying was confused, but then she suddenly shouted, "No!"

Zhang Yu was startled by her behavior and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"I, I...I need to go to the bathroom...get out of the way..." Yang Ying stammered.

Zhang Yu moved his body gently and stepped aside. Yang Ying jumped under the bed, rushed out of the room and got into the bathroom.

As soon as she closed the door, her heart beat even more violently, and she began to breathe heavily. After breathing for a long time, her nervous heart finally calmed down.

At the moment when the two people's eyes met and their emotions were intertwined, Yang Ying shouted in her subconscious that the two of them could not have feelings, let alone have any relationship, otherwise, Zhang Yu would be completely harmed.

She sat on the toilet, even though she had finished using the toilet, she could not stand up for a long time. She didn't know whether it was because her legs were numb or because her emotions were almost collapsing. She just felt weak and had no strength at all.

"No...I can't be with him like this every day...I really can't hold it anymore...Yes, change the house quickly...must be quick..." Yang Ying warned herself in her heart.

The constant cutting and untanglement should be the true portrayal of Yang Ying's heart. After all, she also knew that her relationship with Zhang Yu would heat up every day, and many past events from her youth would appear in her mind unconsciously, and Zhang Yu's figure was deeply imprinted in her heart.

In the next few days, Yang Ying still took great care of Zhang Yu, but every time she faced Zhang Yu, her face would get hot unconsciously. She tried hard to restrain herself. When she went to bed at night, she would turn around and not dare to look at this man more.

Zhang Yu recovered quickly, and the wounds on his back had scarred and basically no longer hurt.

Zhang Yu and Yang Ying finally came to work at the agency that day. After half a month, Yang Ying had been busy at home and Zhang Yu had no time to work.

As soon as the two entered the agency, the bespectacled girl and the other four salesmen immediately greeted them. Zhu Dafei even said enviously: "Brother Zhang, you also know Kung Fu, please teach me."

"Waiting for a chance." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"It's agreed..." Zhu Dafei quickly climbed along the pole.

After the female salesperson Chen Xue sat down, she immediately picked up her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to a WeChat friend named "Qingwu Feiyang", "We are here today."

Soon, "Qingwu Feiyang" sent her a reply with two words of "thank you" written on it. Then, there was another red envelope for transfer, with the amount indicated on it being 5,000 yuan.

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