Perilous Deep Love

Zhu Zong hot blood punch, also tube Jiantong how, immediately and forthrightly agreed to come down: "good, listen to you." Say, wool hand wiped a handful of oil on Zhen's thigh.

"Well, don't say I'm ungrateful," said Zhu, taking out a stack of banknotes from his black briefcase. He estimated that it was 50000 yuan. "If you can sing ten songs for a thousand yuan, you can sing ten songs for ten, and you can sing twenty songs for 200000 yuan. If you have the ability to sing 50 songs, all the money on the table will be given to you." Fifty songs will take at least three hours ～～～

"Oh, Mr. Zhu, why give her so much ～～"

"baby, I will give you more later." As he said, he laughed out of his own charming smile: "baby, don't worry. Later, your brother, I'll give you the most precious and precious thing on your body."

"Oh, Mr. Zhu, you are so bad." With that, he twisted his buttocks and got down from general manager Zhu, twisting his waist to the song ordering platform: "Jane boy, don't say I won't help you, I'll give you a full order of 50 songs." Side said, fingers light and skillful in the order of songs, order one song after another.

After the success, he finally came to Mr. Zhu again.

Jane picks up the microphone silently The first song is about the Qinghai Tibet Plateau. Jian Tong stayed for a while. The second song is about love when he dies. The third song is about eighteen bends on the mountain road After this, Jane child has not been surprised at Zhen Zhen's selection of songs for her.

The other party is trying to kill her today.

If her voice is not bad, she used to sing very well. But now, only a pair of broken Gong voice, hoarse coarse GA song sounded, Zhu immediately frowned, and tenderly handed Zhu the earplug.

And she herself, gloating at Jane Tong.

One after another song, from Jane children's mouth out, no one is listening, Zhu always holding Zhen Zhen, he is watching a movie, and Zhen Zhen is playing games with his mobile phone.

No one asked Jiantong to stop, one after another, Jiantong was almost unable to make a sound.

Strong support sore legs and feet, with even if there is a microphone, but also about to hear the voice singing that one high pitched song.

"Well, it's almost over," Mr. Zhu suddenly stood up, pulled out the receiver in his ear, and frowned at Jiantong: "take all the money on the table."

Zhen suddenly stood up: "Zhu Zong, she has not finished singing."

"All right, baby, your brother and I don't want to hear such a bad song. She has a hoarse voice now. The Spring Festival is short. Your brother and I will be your bridegroom tonight."

Zhen is not convinced, but she is not stupid to refute the gold Lord. Suddenly, she lowered her face and called out: "Zhu Zong you hate it!"

"What's your name, Mr. Zhu? I'll take you to the bridal chamber." Said, in the Zhen Jiao Chen "elder brother", led the person to leave the box.

When passing by from Jian Tong's side, Zhen Zhen stopped complacently, "the voice sings hoarse, even the voice becomes good to listen to. You have to thank me. I let you sing so that your voice can be beautiful. "

Jane Tong is silent. After two legs, they can't hold on any longer "Bang", fell to the ground.

Jian Tong sat on the ground for half a moment, kneading his knees and muscles, and the pain in his legs and feet eased. Standing up, shaking her hand, she grabbed the money on the table. She lifted her feet and went out.

……

"Sister Meng, please save the money to my card."

"Where did the money come from?" Su Meng's eyes were sharp. She didn't arrange a task for Jane Tong "And what's wrong with your throat?"

"It's OK. It's just that I haven't sung for a long time. Just now a colleague in the club helped me to sing to a rich man, so he gave me money." Su Meng is a human spirit. Of course, she didn't want to talk about it in her fairy tales. She nodded her head and took the money from Jian Tong. Hand over a cup of gentle: "drink it."

Su Meng looks at Jian Tong drinking water like an ox, and his eyes are colder It's not just the light singing in Jane's mouth that can explain the thirst.

"Sister Meng I went to dinner. " Dong Huang has an employee meal every night. Jian Tong looks at the time almost the same, and says to Su Meng, he goes to eat.

After that, she went back to the staff dormitory of Nanwan community after work.

Qin Mumu, who lives with her, comes home before her. When Jiantong enters the room, Qin Mumu "Shua La" suddenly stands up, "Jian Tong Sister

Jane nodded and walked around the living room into the bedroom.

"Sister Jian Tong Is that true? " Qin Mu Mu suddenly called.

Jian Tong looks at Qin Mu.

"Are those real?" Qin Mu asked: "sister Jane, everyone is telling you that you are for money, for money Lying on the ground and begging for mercy, you tell me, it's cheating, isn't it? " Qin Mu Mu's mood is a little excited.

It's like a sledgehammer, hammering at Jiantong's heart. Tight body, slightly swayed, wait to stabilize after, just lightly swept Qin Mu Mu, "it is true."

"It turns out that what they said is true!" Qin Mu opened his eyes in disbelief and exclaimed, "sister Jane, I didn't expect you to be such a person. For money, you can sell yourself.""Sister Jane, how can you sell yourself for money! How can you be such a person? When they say you, I'm sorry to complain for you, but how can you do such shameless things? " Qin Mu Mu called out in a loud voice and angrily accused Jian Tong: "I really misread you!"

Jian Tong stands at the door of the bedroom, letting Qin Mu's accusation fall on him. He calmly looks at the college student opposite and smiles calmly.

"Are you still laughing?" Qin Mu Mu couldn't believe it, "how can you laugh? Jane Tong, are you able to do anything for the sake of money? " Qin Mu Mu excitedly roared at Jian Tong: "is money so important?"

Qin Mu Mu's voice became sharp. Jian Tong's face, a pair of eyes, calm as if a pool of stagnant water, fixed eyes on the opposite face of an excited and indignant girl: "money is not important, what do you do to the emperor?" She asked slowly, without any excitement in her voice, but to state a matter of fact.

"Me Qin Mu Mu's face changed: "this is different! I come to Donghuang as a waiter and serve dishes. You don't know about my family. I just want to earn some tuition and living expenses. " Qin Mumu said, looking at Jian Tong's eyes, it was more like looking at dirty things: "I will not be like you, for money, anything will do. There's no bottom line! "

Jane Tong smiles again. Qin Mumu says that she has no bottom line. In fact, she does. Her bottom line is not to touch a drop of wine. Her bottom line is to be alive.