Godly Play System

"Hum! Who makes you talk nonsense?"

Zhuang Xiaoman remembered what Zhang Fan had just said, and her delicate face climbed up a few wisps of red, adding a touch of surprise to her.

After eating the following?

responsible?

always abandoning?

just thinking about it, Zhuang Xiaoman couldn't help blushing and getting hot!

"I'm talking nonsense?"

Zhang Fan pointed to himself and nodded speechlessly, "good! In that case, let's talk about business? You should have finished noodles?"

Zhang Fan said, while looking down The noodle bowl of Tin Hau.

When he saw that the noodle bowl was empty and there was only a little soup left, he dragged Zhuang Xiaoman and walked towards the sofa.

"Ah! Zhang Fan, don't drag me! I can go by myself! Set sail!"

in the face of Zhuang Xiaoman's shouting, Zhang Fan all thought he didn't hear, and continued to move forward.

"It hurts!"

Living room, sofa, Zhuang Xiaoman rubbed his right wrist, crisp raw said.

Although she didn't know what Zhang Fan was going to say, she was right to make a joke.

"Business?"

Zhuang Xiaoman doesn't think Zhang Fan will have anything serious to say to himself.

"Shh, don't interrupt!"

Zhang Fan took Zhuang Xiaoman's right hand and directly put it under his own ass.

"I.."

for the operation of setting sail, the frustrated girl is really speechless and choking.

Is he insulting himself?

or is he letting himself insult him?

Zhuang Xiaoman says that he can't understand Zhang Fan's mind and thoughts.

"Don't you, you, me, me, me, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my.

"Well, I think it's better to take a long-term view on this matter. That's right. It really needs to be thought about. "

Zhuang Xiaoman said, the voice is getting lower and lower.

She has no confidence in herself.

If she was more than two years ago, let alone 30 million Huaxia City, even if it was 300 million Chinese dollars, she would be confident that it would be paid back soon.

But now.

She's getting ready to quit the entertainment business.

As an ultimate housemaid, she knows to stay at home every day, and she really doesn't know how to make money.

In this case, 30 million Chinese coins are really an astronomical figure for her, a former pure queen.

"Think long-term? Think hard? Ha ha!"

with a smile, Zhang Fan expressed his ideas.

"Xiaoman, you don't want to be taken care of by me, don't you?"

"that's right! Zhuang Xiaoman, the former Asian queen, will never be taken care of by others!"

Zhuang Xiaoman stands up and waves his small hand, sonorous and forceful.

"Sit down!"

"Oh!

"

in the face of Zhang Fan's command, Zhuang Xiaoman put his hands in front of him and honestly sat back on the sofa.

No way.

Who makes Zhang Fan a big creditor?

people have to bow their heads when they are under the house.

"Since you don't want to be kept by me, you don't want to sell yourself to pay off the debt. Then you have only one way to go

Zhang Fan cocked up her legs and looked at Zhuang Xiaoman one by one.

"What's the way?"

Zhuang Xiaoman approached Zhang Fan curiously and looked at him with big, flexible eyes and long eyelashes, which was very attractive

as for the frustrated queen, as long as she didn't sell her body, everything was fine.

As for foster care?

in fact, it's not impossible, it's just that it doesn't sound good.

Plus Zhuang Xiaoman's understanding of Zhang Fan, if she really agreed.

In the days to come, Zhang Fan had to make fun of her.

Zhang Fan looked at her delicate face for a while and said, "Zhuang Xiaoman, do you really want to hear it?"

"yes! I want to hear it!"

"very good!"

Zhang Fan put down his cocked legs and raised his right index finger.

"Since you don't want to sell yourself, and even less want to be fostered, you have to be a slave and a servant. Well, since you were once a famous Asian actress, I'll try my best to accept you as a maid!

boom!

Zhang Fan's words, like a bolt from the blue, hit Zhuang Xiaoman's head.

To be a slave or a servant?

to be a slave or a servant?

a maid?

I

Zhuang Xiaoman said that she is now a little scalp numb!!Zhang Fan saw that Zhuang Xiaoman was stupid. She poked her cheek and whispered, "Zhuang Xiaoman, you don't want to repent. You don't sell yourself, you don't want to be fostered. Now I don't even want to be a maid, so I'd like to ask you who owes 30 million? How can you, who owes money, look like an old man and be so picky? "

hearing his words, Zhuang Xiaoman's eyelids jumped and subconsciously said," the people who owe money are not all masters? "

Zhang Fan:

Zhang Fan is really speechless about the statement of "the lost Queen"

in China, the people who owe money are really special.

West Lake scenic area.

Binjiang University, building 1, 2701.

Zhang Fan and Zhuang Xiaoman look at each other speechless, and the atmosphere in the living room is very stagnant.

Don't know how long, Zhuang Xiaoman broke the silence.

"Zhang Fan, think about it again and see if I have another way to go. Please!" said Zhuang Xiaoman, biting his teeth, blushing and shaking Zhang Fan's arm.

So far, she had to be coquettish to Zhang Fan.

Maid?

Two years ago, the hot queen worked as a slave to Zhang Fan?

What's more, she was still a maid who couldn't pay her debts?

hiss!

Just thinking about it, Zhuang Xiaoman couldn't help but feel numb.

At this moment, several words flashed into her mind.

Housemaid.

Concubine

outer room.

Is there any other way to go?

Zhang Fan lowered her head and looked at the pathetic queen who was coquettish on her body and said: "Comrade Zhuang Xiaoman, you are not willing to sell yourself!

even more, you do not want to be taken care of by me! Now even you do not do the maid! In fact, this sentence should be me asking you, right? Comrade Zhuang Xiaoman, can you show me a clear way Zhang Fan's words made Zhuang Xiaoman speechless.

"Well, then... I'll think about it again?"

Zhuang Xiaoman held his head for a long time, looked at Zhang Fan and asked weakly.

"Think again?"

Zhang Fan looks at the despondent days disappearing in front of her eyes. She can't say the words she hasn't finished.

Is she determined to delay time?

she... She doesn't really want to sell her house or car to pay back the money?

thinking of this, Zhang Fan pursed her lips and her expression on her face became very strange.

Lala!

Lala!

the meditation of Zhang Fan was interrupted by the sound of water coming from the master bedroom.

Listening to the sound of the water, Zhang Fan's mind naturally comes up with a picture of beauty out of the bath.

A foggy bathroom.

Arms and legs like white jade.

Red face.

Just thinking about it, the sails are a little bit unstoppable.

So Zhang Fan stood up, took a deep breath and walked towards the master bedroom.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Zhang Fan knocked heavily on the door of the master bedroom and crossed his hands in front of him to wait for Zhuang Xiaoman's reply.

"Zhang Fan, I locked the door, what do you want?"

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