Chapter 249

"I..." Fu Zhiran didn't reach out to pick up what Wang Qiong handed her. She opened her mouth to explain what happened last night, but she didn't know how to open her mouth.

Wang Qiong knows what she wants to say, "thank you for being my friend."

She stooped to sit down beside the bed, looking at Fu Zhiran, rarely serious, "if you don't dislike me, what's the pain in the future, you can tell me, I Wang Qiong is absolutely a reliable person."

In the past five years, Fu Zhiran has been startled step by step. She always keeps an eye on everything. She also has a careful understanding of Wang Qiong. If she is not at ease with her, no matter how painful she is, it is impossible for her to spit bitterness with her.

So she didn't worry that Wang Qiong would sell her, just a little embarrassed.

Wang Qiong's serious face, but she joked, "clearly is not a reliable fanatic."

Wang Qiong frowned, "bah." she put down the yogurt and bread, grabbed Fu Zhiran's arm and dragged her to get up, "you ya, get up quickly, wash and eat something, they have already arrived at the hotel."

Fu Zhiran was dragged up by her. After rolling on the bed all night, her robe on her body broke up and her body was exposed. The kiss marks on her chest showed in Wang Qiong's sight.

It's beautiful.

Wang Qiong "tut tut" shook his head, "Uncle LAN really didn't let me down. He is really the kind of tough man in the novel. Look at this small body being destroyed."

While she said it, she used her hands and feet.

Fu Zhiran quickly closed the robe, "rogue."

She blushed and didn't want to pay any attention to Wang Qiong. She raised her feet and went to the bathroom, ready to wash.

Wang Qiong didn't tease enough. She followed Fu Zhiran, "I found that you've written a lot about bed play recently. You all know how to describe posture and feelings. Is the inspiration from Uncle LAN?"

"Screw you." Fu Zhiran denied.

What kind of sex play does she write? Why do they all say that?

See a lot of reader's comment also so praise her, say what recently we small Yan Yan's bed play write finally not so low, finally not pull the light to finish.

Why didn't she feel it?

……

"The editor was in the group just now. Let's have lunch."

Fu Zhiran washes out from the bathroom, Wang Qiong will take her to lunch, she does not want to go, "lunch is not a must, right?"

I thought that last night I cried too long, and now my eyes are still swollen. She has to apply a cool eye mask to see people. The most important thing is that she hasn't written today's update.

Wang Qiong said, "although lunch is not a must, can't you have lunch?"

Smell speech, Fu Zhiran immediately ran to bed, picked up Wang qionggang just brought yogurt and bread, smile to her way: "you bring back bread and yogurt, I can make do with it."

Then she flattered, "give me a quiet space, let me finish today's update, OK?"

Wang Qiong knew that it was impossible for her to persuade Fu Zhiran, so she nodded, "well, you write quickly, I don't want you to come back in a hurry at night."

She already thought she was a wet blanket.

Make complaints about going out of the room, Fu Zhiran is in the heart all the way.

She and Fu Zhiran have been living in the hotel held by the company's annual meeting these days. They eat in the restaurant on the second floor. This afternoon and evening, the restaurant is packed by their company.

Once in the restaurant, it's full of people, mostly men.

Wang Qiong looked around, saw the familiar face, walked over with a smile, "konjac big."