Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The weather that had been cloudy for a few days showed a good face, and the bright sun shone in from the window. Ling Qingyu blinked, in a daze, he couldn't tell where he was.

She raised her eyes to see Yan San's light smile, her heart settled instantly, her hand holding his waist tightened, and she rubbed her chest, making a satisfactory grunt.

Yan San smiled even more. This person's habit hasn't changed for so many years. She lifted her sour arm and hugged the person tightly. He said, "There are a lot of things today, get up earlier?"

Yan San didn’t toss her much last night. Later, he massaged her so that she fell asleep, a good night’s sleep, and her energy was restored. Ling Qingyu picked up the phone from the bedside to check the time. It was eight o’clock, but since returning Waking up the earliest time.

In his arms, he found a more comfortable position to lie down. Ling Qingyu did not get up in a hurry, but started to call the agency. Hearing that she was in a hurry to find a place to live, the agency quickly recommended that it is not far from the villa she bought. There are five bedrooms in a rented villa. It is on Xinhua Road. It is quiet and convenient. Ling Qingyu made an appointment with her and told her that someone who had been with her the last time would show her the house. Move in immediately.

As soon as the call was received, remembering that he was going back to the company today and facing the two tigresses who were about to explode, Ling Qingyu turned around and hugged Yan San's neck and said coquettishly: "Yan San, you have to protect me today. Don't be caught by those two. The tigress ate it!"

A sharp look flashed in Yan San's eyes, and he knew it in an instant. The tigress she said must be an extremely good female friend like Hua Dong, and she burst into laughter. He really couldn't help her, she, yes. Those best friends are very good. If he really makes a move, he will be beaten if he turns his head.

When the men who were about to leave after eating, seeing Ling Qingyu walking over with Yan San's arms around his waist and smiled brilliantly, the first thought that flashed through most of his mind was, it's over, you can't play so crazy in the future.

Sum had already got up to bring her favorite food, Yang Zhao pulled the chair, let them sit down beside him, and asked, "What's going on today?"

"Well," Ling Qingyu nodded, took out his mobile phone to find out the agency's number and said: "I made an appointment with the agency last time and rented another house that can live in a few months. Go and check it out. This is the number, and if What kind of furniture is missing? Let the agent take you to IKEA to buy it first. It’s best to move it as soon as possible. I will go to the company today. I don’t know when the matter will be dealt with."

Yang Zhao glanced at the number, nodded and said, "Okay, Cheng Jia and Thirteen Yanqi will go with you, and the others will be with us."

Ling Qingyu raised her brows slightly, but didn't ask carefully. Speaking of which one of them was not a great person, they were the ones who killed them that day. She just wiped it out. Actually, could she consider waiting for them to get familiar with the situation? Later, the outside affairs are left to them to take care of. She feels safe to have children at home?

Thinking about this, Ling Qingyu said without thinking: "Well, you guys will become familiar with it soon, when the time comes, I only need to have children at home!"

In an instant, the atmosphere on the entire table was not right, causing Ling Qingyu's cold hair to stand up, this formation! Why is it a bit like the taste before the attack on Bianjing?

Fighting proudly!

Even Yang Zhao's eyes were rippled with water, and he held her hand from under the table, making Ling Qingyu feel sour, and stretched out his chopsticks like a cover: "Okay, go to work after eating!"

***

The office of Taishi Culture is in an old villa in an alley near Huashan Road. The two-story building has a small garden. The sun shining on the remaining snow brings a little bit of light, and an old plum blossoms a few red flowers. Mei, embellished the yard with vitality.

Luo Meiyan was holding a cup of tea while looking at the plum blossoms with a gloomy expression. Zhou Ziqing frowned and said, "Can you not have such a dead face?"

"I'm upset! Mom's gangsters named Shu! I'm going to buy a lottery ticket and win 200 million. I will shoot them to death!" Luo Meiyan said deeply.

"Two hundred million, I'm afraid it won't die. Two billion is almost the same." Zhou Ziqing smiled: "It's done, don't be so dead. Isn't it just a few companies? We can do it without them? Let's see. On the contrary, they still have to beg us!"

Luo Meiyan sighed and said, "Xiaoyu's temperament, it would be nice if you want to be as open as you want."

Zhou Ziqing sighed as soon as he said this, and said, "Yeah, I have been tossed too hard. If I know these things, I don't know if I can hold it. So, I said, don't keep pressing. When she came to work, she really came to face these things, I'm afraid she will be guilty of depression again."

"Wrong! She's not melancholic, it's anxiety!" Luo Meiyan corrected her: "No matter what, you can't be a tortoise. You can just hide these things? Always face it!"

"Didn't you say come over today?" Zhou Ziqing looked outside. If Ling Qingyu hadn't come here today, she wouldn't have to come over early to meet up. Although the situation in those companies is indeed disgusting, there must be a countermeasure. .

The brake squeaked, and both of them frowned. That guy, can't you improve your driving skills? Then he opened the door, stood at the door and looked at the small door in the courtyard, thinking whether he should scold her first or comfort her first.

The iron gate of the small courtyard creaked and was pushed open. A man walked in under the sun, with a beautiful and vulgar face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes overflowed with light. When the eyes passed, a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The garden is full of spring scenery and amorous feelings.

The tea cup in Luo Meiyan's hand fell off with a snap.

With a blink of an eye, the figure of the man appeared in front of him, and he caught the teacup that was about to fall in a hand, looked at Luo Meiyan with a smile, put the teacup on the table in the veranda, stepped back a few steps, and stepped back. Beside the two who were walking in through the door.

Luo Meiyan’s gaze flicked over Ling Qingyu, who was looking flattering, and looked at the man next to her, but her delicate features brought out a sharp silhouette, which made her face sharp and sharp, and her pair of eyes were crystal clear but her eyes waved. When she turned around, she brought a senran coldness, which made her subconsciously look away after a moment of anger, and looked at the two men who walked in from behind in a panic.

Then, her cold sweat suddenly dissipated, and she felt like a spring breeze that even warmed her heart. She never thought that in her lifetime, she could actually see a man who could be called Jun Zi Wushuang.

At that moment, when the young man smiled warmly, Luo Meiyan's eyes were full of flying flowers, and the sound of the piano was long.