super sensory appraiser

The next day, the first ray of dawn had just appeared on the east side of the city, and the fish belly was turned white, and the surrounding area was still dark.

The first ray of sunlight soon shot into the bright floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential suite, and Fang Feiyang woke up naturally. The long-term practice of boxing and martial arts gave him a precise biological clock in terms of work and rest time.

He lowered his head to look at Su Yazhi in his arms, her white jade-like cheeks were stained with bright red, she was unspeakably charming, her waterfall-like hair was spread in a mess on the bed sheet, Su Yazhi was the kind of gentle and graceful girl, charming She has a pretty melon-shaped face, and charming eyelashes dotted her eyes quietly.

There seemed to be traces of tears hanging around the corners of the beauty's eyes and on her cheeks.

I don't know if it is pain or excitement, or tears of happiness.

Fang Feiyang couldn't help kissing her tears, his heart full of pity.

Since last night was Su Yazhi's first time, she was very physically exhausted, and now she is still sleeping obediently.

With the faint sunlight outside the window, Fang Feiyang admired the beauty's delicate body again. Her skin was very delicate and smooth like satin. The delicate hemisphere of her chest, which was tightly covered by the sheet, outlined a seductive arc, white and tender.

"Um,...yeah..."

Su Yazhi woke up suddenly, shrank her body, and raised a white arm like a lotus root like a conditioned reflex, covering her chest, her pretty face turned red to the bottom of her ears, and she gave Fang Feiyang a coquettish white look.

Fang Feiyang smiled badly, took her arm away, and squeezed her palm domineeringly through the sheet, covering the Jade Maiden Sacred Peak.

Only then did Su Yazhi realize that she was already his woman, and she completed the most important transformation from a girl to a woman just last night.

Everything was handed over to the man beside him.

The beautiful woman on the bed simply closed her eyes, let him go, and moved out slightly to make her boyfriend's movements more convenient, her pretty face was as red as blood, and she was so charming.

Su Yazhi suddenly felt that there were some wet and cold places on the bed. When she lifted the sheet and looked at it, she saw a bright red patch on the snow-white sheet, and there were also some speckled and sticky wet spots. Of course she knew what it was. , Reflexively quickly covered it with a quilt.

From the corner of her eye, Su Yazhi noticed that Fang Feiyang had a wicked smile on her lips.

The beauty was suddenly shy and unbearable, raised a small pink fist, hit Fang Feiyang hard twice, and said coquettishly: "It's all your fault, you still laugh, I hate it to death..."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, it's my fault..."

Fang Feiyang gently hugged Su Yazhi into his arms again, coaxing the girl lovingly.

Since the bed was a mess and it was uncomfortable to sleep, Fang Feiyang picked up Su Yazhi and went to another room. Fortunately, the presidential suite was big enough, there were three bedrooms alone.

"You can continue to sleep for a while, it's still early, I'll go downstairs to practice boxing,"

Fang Feiyang put the beautiful woman on another bed, leaned over her ear, and said softly, since he started to learn this hidden world boxing technique, he has practiced hard every day, with constant wind and rain, if there is a day when he does not practice martial arts , but feel uncomfortable.

Su Yazhi nodded obediently, then paused for a moment, and said softly: "I want to wash it first, can you put the water on for me, okay?"

"it is good,"

Fang Feiyang walked into the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, and soon there was the sound of rushing water.

Su Yazhi was wrapped in the white bathrobe, and got into the bathroom with some inconvenience in her legs and feet.

Lying in the bright and spacious bathtub, the beauty cleaned her body very carefully. Thinking of the boyfriend's saliva almost all over her body and the unforgettable scene last night, Su Yazhi's pretty face suddenly became hot like a fever.

Unexpectedly, Su Yazhi was only in the middle of washing, when the bathroom door slammed, Fang Feiyang came in with a cat and a smile.

"Oh, what are you doing..." Su Yazhi exclaimed coquettishly

"Why not, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you, so I can help you take a bath..."

Fang Feiyang has a lot of reasons.

Just kidding, at the door of the bathroom, there is a seductive sound of running water in my ears, which man is still in the mood to practice martial arts at this time, if he chooses to go downstairs to practice boxing, unless his brain is broken.

Fang Feiyang's mind is not broken, so he chose not to practice.

Soon, Su Yazhi's coquettish groans sounded in the sound of running water, and the bathroom suddenly became a second battlefield, full of spring.

When the two walked out of the presidential suite of Langting International Building, it was already past the breakfast time.

Fortunately, Fang Feiyang is now a distinguished special member with a supreme VIP card. Under the arrangement of the personal butler, the two chose to be in the western restaurant downstairs. They simply asked the chef to make two servings of ham and bacon first, and then fried two servings Eggs, and fresh milk.

After breakfast, Su Yazhi came to the antique trading market with Fang Feiyang on her arm.

Today is the second day of the new store's opening. Although it is not as lively as yesterday, due to the publicity effect in the early stage and the grand scale of yesterday's opening, there are many customers who come to patronize today.

"Miss Boss, you can go upstairs to have a rest, I will leave the shop to me today,"

Fang Feiyang narrowed his eyes and said to Su Yazhi with a smile.

Su Yazhi rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, and with his support, she went down to the VIP area on the second floor, poured a cup of hot water for her, and went downstairs to get busy.

Fortunately, Song Longshan was not in the shop today, otherwise Fang Feiyang wondered if he should help Su Yazhi or not.

In fact, even if this kind of intimacy was seen by the old man, the old man would just pretend to turn a blind eye and be happy to see it happen.

As the saying goes: Three days of incense in the newly created Maokeng.

The newly built latrines are something to be happy about, not to mention the "Prosperity Collection" antique shop built by millions.

So as the boss here, Fang Feiyang is extremely happy.

Coupled with the fact that the beauty fell into his arms last night and completed the intersection of spirit and flesh, Fang Feiyang is even more proud today.

He didn't sit at the counter either, that was where the chubby shopkeeper Yao Tong sat. He put his hands in his trouser pockets smartly, wandering around the customers entering the store, and sometimes actively introduced antique products to people.

It's just that these small groups of consumers are muttering in their hearts: who is this person, why are they so enthusiastic, and they don't have any intentions.

It's a pity that our boss Fang didn't know that he took the initiative to introduce products to customers, but he was treated like a bad person. Who told him that he was too young, and he couldn't tell that he was the boss here.

Until the fat shopkeeper Yao Tong came forward to explain the historical background of those antiques to the guests and appreciate the common sense, these customers showed satisfied smiles and praised "Boss Yao" for his profound knowledge and rich experience, and then a customer bought one with interest. A famille rose ink pad box from the late Qing Dynasty.

Seeing this situation, Fang Feiyang could only roll his eyes, and could only cry out, these customers have too little eyesight, where is our Boss Fang's face going?

After a while, a fat man with short hair and short stature, about thirty years old, had a white jade "Zigang brand" pendant on his neck, a turquoise bracelet on his left glove, and a bulging leather bag under his arm. It looks like a "grandfather".

Mr. Kuan went into the store and sat down on the official hat chair, rested for a while, looked back at the pattern on the back of the chair, stroked the armrests on both sides, and praised: "This is an antique chair from our north. It is really old for hundreds of years. It's rare to see it, but my villa by the Taihu Lake has not been decorated yet, and it will be done next month, so I will buy this pair of chairs and put them in the hall, hey, don't be too grandiose."

This person seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact he was talking to the shop owner. Fang Feiyang understood it, but he did not have longing and expectations for this spending power.

Because the short-haired short-haired "Zigang" pendant looks like an imitation of modern craftsmanship, and the quality of the white jade chosen is even more average. The turquoise bracelet on the wrist is also a glass fake, worthless, and used to fool ordinary people. Tibetan friends may still be able to pass the test, but if they meet a master like Fang Feiyang, they will have nowhere to hide.

This person is shopping here with great fanfare, showing a strong desire to shop, which doesn't match his accessories, and must have other purposes and ulterior motives.