"'Horror Morgue', my pen name is the Corpse Girl." Du Qianqian said.

Hearing this name makes people's scalps tingle, Wang Baoyu's face was frightened, but she still decided not to look at it, Du Qianqian saw Wang Baoyu's thoughts, and giggled: "The corpse is not terrible, what is terrible is the living person." ”

"There are even fans who read your book." Wang Baoyu sighed.

"This theme is very novel, and it can resonate with many readers." Du Qianqian said with a smile.

"Insightful!" Wang Baoyu gave a thumbs up.

"By the way, I have a red mole on my foot, what do you mean?" Du Qianqian said.

"It means wealth." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Really? Something that wasn't there before. ”

"Hehe, you can be the emperor if you grow seven." Wang Baoyu joked.

What Wang Baoyu didn't expect was that Du Qianqian actually took off her small leather shoes, took off the cotton socks printed with cartoon patterns, stretched out her pink little feet, and giggled: "Look, it's here!" ”

"Where?" Wang Baoyu stared.

"Look closely, it's between the toes." Du Qianqian moved her big toes naughtily, fortunately, her little feet did not stink, but had a special medicinal fragrance.

Just when Wang Baoyu looked down to see where there was a red mole, the door that was originally hidden was suddenly pushed open, and Cheng Xueman walked in swaying, still carrying a bottle of red wine in her hand.

Seeing that Wang Baoyu was putting her face on Du Qianqian's feet, Cheng Xueman was stunned for a moment, Wang Baoyu raised her head, and felt that her movements were indecent and very embarrassing.

Du Qianqian grinned indifferently, but put her feet into Wang Baoyu's arms, and greeted Cheng Xueman: "Xueman, Baoyu's massage technique is really good!" ”

When will I give you a massage? Wang Baoyu muttered, moved Du Qianqian's feet away, Du Qianqian quickly put on her shoes and socks, stood up, stretched out her arms and said, "Really relaxed, Baoyu, see you next time." ”

After speaking, Du Qianqian wiped Xue Man's side, walked away with an arrogant face, and closed the door tightly.

"Baoyu, did you hook up with her too?" Cheng Xueman finally came to his senses and asked in shock.

"It's not what you think." Wang Baoyu frowned and waved his hand.

"Baoyu, who are you with and can't be with her? You're insulting me, you know? Cheng Xueman shouted.

"Sherman, don't think crooked! But who to be with is my freedom, and you have no right to interfere. Wang Baoyu said dissatisfiedly.

Cheng Xueman took a sip of red wine into her mouth, sat next to Wang Baoyu, and said: "Baoyu, even if I owe you, you can't indulge yourself, Du Qianqian is scheming, she must have gotten along with Mr. Shen." ”

"Can't you think of people for good? Du Qianqian is a very good girl, I hope you really treat her as a friend and learn more from her. Wang Baoyu looked displeased and lit a cigarette.

"She? Hmph, people who climb up by charm are disgusting. Baoyu, she really has a leg with Mr. Shen, and many people know it. If I were a man, I wouldn't want this kind of girl. Cheng Xueman sarcastically said.

"It's her business to do it, you just do yourself." Wang Baoyu said with a straight face, thinking, Du Qianqian's scandal is nothing more than Shen Wencheng, what about you? There are too many friends of the opposite sex to count.

"Alas, it's normal for a rich man like you to have three wives and four concubines." Cheng Xueman obviously drank too much, and sat on the sofa and shook.

"Kan Zhenliang asked you to come back, don't you have any instructions?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"He asked me to urge you to find that prescription as soon as possible." Cheng Xueman said without concealment.

Wang Baoyu sneered in his heart, knowing that Kan Zhenliang would not send someone down for no reason, the reason why he sent Cheng Xueman was because he felt that Cheng Xueman was familiar with him, and it was easier to do things. As everyone knows, time has passed, and people have changed their hearts and no longer stick to their original intentions.

Regardless of whether Kan Zhenliang is a mafia or not, just because he is worried about his own prescriptions, he has made so many sets around the bush, that is ill-intentioned, Wang Baoyu is not a fool now, since Kan Zhenliang wants to play, then Lao Tzu will accompany you to play to the end.

"Didn't Kan Zhenliang say when he had to get a prescription at the latest?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"I didn't say it, just let me do it as soon as possible, Baoyu, you just work harder, and the company can't always be idle!" Cheng Xueman said.

"He'll pay you a lot of money when it's done, right?" Wang Baoyu asked with a wicked smile.

"I didn't say it, he said let me come here to exercise for a while, and let me go back to the group to work in the personnel department." Cheng Xueman said.

Of course, Wang Baoyu would not believe Cheng Xueman's words, and said: "I already have a few prescriptions, don't worry, your task will be successfully completed." ”

"Baoyu, I knew you were the best." Cheng Xueman said, leaning on Wang Baoyu's shoulder, and closed his eyes.

"Sherman, drink so much wine, go back to the house and sleep!" Wang Baoyu gently pushed her, and a trace of pity rose in her heart, Cheng Xueman has the right to pursue a better life, from this point of view, all the so-called decent self-love that is sanctimonious will seem pale and powerless.

"Baoyu, when there is no one, take off the heavy makeup, and I won't recognize myself when I look at it in the mirror." Cheng Xueman said with emotion.

"Sheman, you're too tired to live, I don't believe you don't yearn for a simple life." Wang Baoyu said.

"Who doesn't want to live a pure life? Baoyu, I'm used to the status quo. Every time I go out, I forget the loneliness of the lonely night, and a strong unwillingness will occupy my whole soul. No matter how tired I am, I can't help but cheer up, and I have only one goal in mind, which is to get ahead and live better than anyone else. Cheng Xueman muttered what was in his heart.

"Shehman, aren't you having a good time? From childhood to adulthood, there are many girls who envy your intelligence and family background. Wang Baoyu sighed.

"But I'm also envious of other people's lives, and I can't control my jealousy." Cheng Xueman interrupted Wang Baoyu's words and said stupidly: "Baoyu, I miss you, only you understand me." ”

Cheng Xueman said, pulling her cherry lips over in confusion, and one hand dishonestly stroked Wang Baoyu's chest.

Wang Baoyu was anxious for a while, no matter how he cursed Cheng Xueman, but he had to admit that he scolded a lot and thought a lot, and that Cheng Xueman, who was clear and jade, had already been imprinted in his heart.

Just turned his head sideways to avoid Cheng Xueman's hot kiss, Cheng Xueman's lips were imprinted on his neck again, and his soft hand continued to slide downward, mixed with the smell of alcohol and aroma into Wang Baoyu's nostrils for bursts, making him almost fall into a trance.

Knock knock! There was another knock on the door, and Cheng Xueman suddenly let go of Wang Baoyu when he heard the sound, with a panicked look on his face, and half of the wine was awake.