Me and the 26-year-old beauty

Fang Jiajia turns around, opens the door and enters the bathroom.

Ye Xingsheng's head is still heavy and his feet are light. His head seems to be stuffed with something, and the pain is about to explode. However, she was so dirty by vomit that she was embarrassed to lie on Fang Jiajia's soft and fragrant Simmons bed again, so she just lay on the floor as soon as she was soft.

The floor of Fang Jiajia's house is made of wood. It's clean.

In early autumn, the weather outside is a little cool. Fang Jiajia's small room is warm because of its small size. Ye Xingsheng thinks that this small room full of faint fragrance and girl's youth is more comfortable than the five-star hotel.

After a while, accompanied by a gentle sound of footsteps, Fang Jiajia came out with a basin of water. She has wiped the dirt off her body. She was wearing black trousers and a thin white coat.

After the dirt at the neckline was wiped clean, it was also wet with water, and the beautiful scenery was faintly visible. It's a pity that ye Xingsheng is half drunk. He seems to be in an earthquake zone. No matter what he looks at, he has double shadows and shakes.

"Brother ye, how do you feel, isn't it hard?" Fang Jiajia put the basin on the chair, then leaned down, holding Ye Xingsheng's arm in her slender hand to pull him up.

In the end, she was a weak woman. After a lot of effort, she couldn't pull Ye Xingsheng up. Fang Jiajia had to let Ye Xingsheng continue to lie like this. She first fished out a towel from the basin, wrung it out a little, and then applied it on Ye Xingsheng's forehead.

Like a mother, he reached out and stroked Ye Xingsheng's cheek: "it's said that applying wet towel can relieve headache. Bear with it, and you'll be well soon! "

"Jiajia..." Ye Xingsheng holds Fang Jiajia's soft white hand in his hand. He wants to say something, but he can't say anything.

What should we say to Fang Jiajia? Tell her that he is being investigated by the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, and the Secretary's work of the municipal Party committee will soon be lost?? Fang Jiajia has no right to help him out of trouble. Telling her will only increase her troubles.

Tell about his loneliness and sadness? The scar in his heart was left by Zhong Xuefang, not Fang Jiajia. Tell Fang Jiajia that Fang Jiajia can't help him to heal his inner pain.

"Brother ye, what do you want to say to me?" Fang Jiajia drew back her hand, turned around and took out another wet towel from the basin, wrung it dry, and then gently wiped Ye Xingsheng's cheek.

"Jiajia, why did you take me in?" For the first time, ye Xingsheng looked at Fang Jiajia from such a close distance. He found that her eyelashes were really long. Her eyes blinked like a butterfly flapping its wings. It was very beautiful.

"Because you are my good friend!" Fang Jiajia smiles a little. This smile is as beautiful as a fairy, which makes Ye Xingsheng intoxicated.

"Just because of this?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"Jiajia, if, I mean if, if I were not the Secretary of the municipal Party committee, but an ordinary person, would you still treat me as a good friend?"

"Of course!" Without thinking, Fang Jiajia said, "is there anything else to make friends between people?"

"Of course, there are other things, such as money, status and so on. It is very difficult for people to be good friends if they have different social status. "

Fang Jiajia stopped wiping Ye Xingsheng's cheek, as if for the first time she heard such a view. She was stunned for a moment: "brother ye, I regard you as a good friend, not because you are the Secretary of the municipal Party committee, but because you recognize your character. Even if you are not the Secretary of the municipal Party committee, I also regard you as a good friend! "

"..." Ye Xingsheng was so moved that his tears almost came out. He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Fang Jiajia was stunned. She put down her wet towel, put Ye Xingsheng's hand between her two palms, and gently rubbed: "brother ye, when we first met, I was really biased against you. But this kind of prejudice is not because your social status is not high, and look down on you. But, how to say, at that time, I thought you were a big sex wolf....

speaking of this, Fang Jiajia giggled, and laughed wildly. When he saw that ye Xingsheng didn't smile and was still looking at her so foolishly, he stopped laughing and quickly explained, "brother ye, that's just my view at that time. Later, with the deepening of my understanding of you, I learned that you are not a big wolf, you are a good man. So, I regard you as a good friend! Brother ye, don't you blame me? "

"Brother Ye won't blame you!" Ye Xingsheng raised his hand and gently stroked Jiajia's face: "you are a good girl!"

When ye Xingsheng's hand touched Fang Jiajia's face, Fang Jiajia was slightly stunned. Instinctively, she wanted to react. She suddenly realized that ye Xingsheng's touch was not obscene, but the elder's love for the younger generation. She blushed slightly and let him touch her.

"Brother ye, you are also a good man!" When ye Xingsheng takes his hand away, Fang Jiajia's face is as red as anything."Jiajia, in fact, brother Ye is in trouble now. Brother Ye is no longer the Secretary of the municipal Party committee, and there is no dazzling halo on his head. " After a long hesitation, ye Xingsheng told him the news.

When he finished the news, ye Xingsheng's heart hung high. Will Fang Jiajia show her true colors, look down on him, or even drive him away? It's not impossible. After all, Fang Jiajia grew up in a superior family environment and met all the rich and powerful people.

Just now Fang Jiajia said that, but who knows, is that her truth? In this world, there are always many people, wearing a false mask to curry favor with power! No one has eyes, who is true and who is false, only in distress to see out!

"Brother ye, you are not the Secretary of the municipal Party committee?" Fang Jiajia opened her eyes and looked at Ye Xingsheng in surprise.

Ye Xingsheng's heart slightly tightens and looks at Fang Jiajia's eyes. Next, should she look down on him or even sweep him out? "Well, brother Ye is now being investigated by the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection. He is likely to lose his official position!"

"Why? Why did the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection investigate you? " Fang Jiajia's eyes are still very confused, there is still no trace of contempt.

If Fang Jia and Canon camouflage to this extent, then the beauty's city is not to mention how deep! Ye Xingsheng sighed and said with a wry smile, "I didn't take bribes. I guess the reason why I was investigated is the result of power struggle. Whenever there is a struggle, there will be sacrifice. Just like in the battlefield, it is rarely the "generals" who are sacrificed in the field of power, but the "soldiers". Jia Jia, do you understand that? "

"I don't understand!" Fang Jiajia shook her head. She really didn't understand.

Although she is the granddaughter of the vice mayor, vice mayor Cai Mao never told Fang Jiajia about officialdom at all. The main reason is that Fang Jiajia is a woman. There are always many women in officialdom. He would rather his granddaughter be an ordinary person and enjoy ordinary happiness than compete for power and profit with a group of elite men.

Fang Jiajia still shows the slightest disdain, which makes Ye Xingsheng wonder, does this beauty really treat him as a good friend, regardless of his social status? "Jiajia, brother Ye is an ordinary person. Don't you dislike him?"

"Dislike? Why should I dislike you? " Fang Jiajia's words were full of sincerity: "am I not an ordinary person? You don't look down on me. Why do I look down on you? "

"Jiajia, is that what you mean?" Ye Xingsheng looks into Fang Jiajia's eyes for fear of missing something.

"Of course it's true!" Fang Jiajia's eyes are full of true feelings: "brother ye, even if you are a beggar, I also treat you as brother and friend!"

"Jiajia..." Ye Xingsheng couldn't help but shed tears. He grabbed Fang Jiajia's soft hand and pressed it on his chest: "you are such a good girl!"

"Well, brother ye, don't do this. If you do this again, I will feel sad. Isn't that the Secretary of the municipal Party committee? It's no big deal. In my opinion, no matter what kind of work a person is engaged in, as long as he works hard and gets the corresponding reward, he will be happy. Happiness and happiness, in fact, is very simple. It comes from contentment and gratitude. Brother ye, are you right Fang Jiajia took out her hand and gently wiped the tears from ye Xingsheng's eyes.

"Well, you're right!" Fang Jiajia gently a word, but to Ye Xingsheng heart poured into a lot of warmth and strength.

Growing up in a vanity fair, Fang Jiajia is like a spring in the mountains, without any worldly impurities. She is a rare good girl. No wonder the second generation of the rich will like her.

"Well, brother ye, lie down and I'll wipe the stains off your body!" Fang Jiajia said and turned to get the wet towel.

Fang Jiajia used to like braiding. I don't know when she didn't like braiding. She let her long black hair spread on her shoulders. When I turn around, I throw my long hair into the basin and wet the end of my hair.

She had to put down the towel for the time being, wind up her long hair and tie a knot. In this way, her whole beautiful face is completely displayed. If you don't look at her clothes, just look at her head in a bun, she is like a beautiful palace maid in ancient times.

Because ye Xingsheng was lying on the floor, Fang Jiajia had to kneel down to wipe the dirt for him. The way she knelt down on her feet looked like the beautiful and attractive Lori of the island.

"JIAYE took so many towels to wipe his body." he said, "I'm really angry.

When ye Xingsheng vomited just now, there was dirt not only on his chest, but also on his lower body. When Fang Jiajia wiped it, ye Xingsheng seemed to have a lot of small fish swimming around, and a wonderful feeling flooded his whole body.

The feeling of being drunk enlarges the hormonal response.