The consequences of saying that are obvious.
When Jiang Nan sent out the gossipy news, Shen Xingli had no time to look back.
Her slender, delicate ankles were white and bony, and the man's large hand grabbed them roughly and urgently. Shen Xingli gritted her teeth and said, "Are you fucking a dog? Can't you be a little gentler?"
Tan Xu lowered her head and bit his lip; "It will make you feel good."
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Jiang Nan looked at her phone. "It's been a full half hour, and Shen Xingli still hasn't replied."
He said this when he arrived at the hotel where Fu Jingzhou was staying.
The man boiled a cup of water, poured it in front of him, and said indifferently, "I probably won't be able to get back to you until tomorrow afternoon."
Jiang Nan wasn't stupid either; she gasped, "Wow, is it that intense?"
When Fu Jingzhou entered the house, he took off his overcoat and was now wearing a white sweater and loose black trousers. His exposed neck and wrists were as white as snow.
Hearing this, he didn't react much, but instead urged Jiang Nan, "Drink the water, it's warmed up."
Jiang Nan doesn't usually drink much water, and her lips are slightly dry.
But now Fu Jingzhou has already boiled the water, poured it, let it cool, and placed it in front of him.
Jiang Nan couldn't refuse, so she held the cup and took a sip of water in a demure and elegant manner.
Fu Jingzhou: "One more sip."
Jiang Nan held the rim of the glass to her lips, acting as if she were a refined lady from an ancient noble family, and took a small sip.
Two mouthfuls went down, but the water level didn't drop at all.
Fu Jingzhou almost laughed in exasperation. "The internet cable at home recently broke down, and I'm considering whether to get it fixed?"
Jiang Nan immediately perked up. "Of course it needs to be fixed! Young people these days can do without many things, but they can't do without a network cable, a mobile phone, and a power bank."
Fu Jingzhou glanced meaningfully at the cup in Jiang Nan's hand. "Do you know what to do now?"
Those unscrupulous businessmen and capitalists really do like to threaten people.
Little Immortal Nan muttered something to herself, but finally obediently drank the whole glass of water.
After finishing his drink, he glanced at Fu Jingzhou.
The man sat on the sofa next to him, the cuffs of his pure white sweater rolled up twice, and a simple but eight-figure watch adorned his slender wrist.
He had his laptop on his lap and was processing emails. Blue light shone on the man's straight nose, making the crimson beauty mark under the blue light look like it was about to mutate.
Jiang Nan pursed her lips; her lips, which had been slightly dry, became a little moist after being moistened.
He leaned closer hesitantly. " Zhouzhou, have you forgotten something?"
Fu Jingzhou was taken aback for a moment, and was about to ask a question when he saw the boy's bright red ears and suddenly realized that it was about looking at his abs.
While in the car, he initially thought Jiang Nan's words were just empty talk.
Who knows?
He was surprisingly serious.
Fu Jingzhou: "You really want to see it?"
Jiang Nan: "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."
So you can't refuse now.
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The hotel Fu Jingzhou is currently staying at is owned by Qin Feng, and the penthouse suites are always comfortable and high-end.
The room was brightly lit. The man sat on the sofa, his soft sweater revealing a well-defined six-pack when lifted up.
Like pebbles, they are neatly arranged and appear exceptionally thin and white under the light, resembling fine white jade.
Fu Jingzhou sat on the sofa, casually clutching the hem of his sweater with one hand, his gaze fixed on the person squatting opposite him.
Jiang Nan's hair was messy again, casually falling across his forehead. He pursed his lips, staring at the man's abs, and finally asked cautiously, " Zhouzhou, now that you've seen it, will you mind if I touch it?"
771: [Aaaaaah!!!]
771; [Good son, go for it! Daddy supports you!]
Jiang Nan completely ignored the Little Black Ball's wails, her bright eyes fixed on the man's.
Fu Jingzhou pursed his lips. "Go ahead and touch it."
Fu Jingzhou is only twenty-two years old. Although he usually wears a suit, you can tell from his abs that he is still a teenager.
She has a very slim waist and defined abs, but they aren't bulky; they're the kind of very standard, thin muscles.
Jiang Nan extended her index finger and carefully poked it.
It's soft.
Men tend to use abdominal breathing more often, and their abdominal muscles may suddenly tense up with each breath.
Jiang Nan himself clearly has a few abs to back him up, but for some reason, he gets a little obsessed when he looks at Fu Jingzhou's abs.
Is this what they mean by "everyone else's shit smells better"?
As Jiang Nan's thoughts wandered, her fingers continued to trace lines, eventually sliding downwards until they touched the elastic band of the man's trousers.
Fu Jingzhou reached out and slapped his hand. "I can't show you the rest."
Just moments ago, Big Shot Fu was letting people casually touch his abs, but now he's suddenly transformed into a chaste and virtuous man.
Jiang Nan snapped out of her daze, realizing what he was saying. Her ears suddenly burned, and she immediately withdrew her hand, her voice a little loud with guilt. "I won't look! Even if you let me see, I won't look!"
Fu Jingzhou smiled, stood up, and said calmly, "I'll go take a shower first, then go to sleep."
He shut down his computer and didn't intend to continue processing the emails he was halfway through.
Let's talk about it tomorrow.
After Fu Jingzhou finished showering, Jiang Nan put down her phone and said, "I'm going to wash my face."
Jiang Nan entered the bathroom, and it wasn't as sweltering as he had imagined. After washing his face, he came out and said, " Zhouzhou, I found that the ventilation in this hotel bathroom is pretty good. You've only been out for less than a minute, and the heat has already dissipated."
Fu Jingzhou paused, then, standing by the bed, he lifted the blanket and reached out to pat Jiang Nan's head.
The man's fingertips were cool, so Jiang Nan took his hand and warmed it with her own palm.
Jiang Nan's gaze unconsciously fell on the man's long, slender legs, and her eyes widened. " Zhouzhou, why weren't you in a wheelchair when you came today?"
Fu Jingzhou could stand or walk a few steps before.
Jiang Nan carefully recalled what he had been sitting in that evening. When he was standing by the car, he could lean against it, so there was no problem.
However, after arriving at the hotel, the man went from the underground parking lot to the lobby to get his room key, and then took the elevator to the top floor.
During this period, she did not use a wheelchair.
Fu Jingzhou was silent for a few seconds before saying, "My leg is a bit better than before, and I can walk a little longer now."
His statement had too many flaws, and his tone sounded somewhat guilty.
But Jiang Nan didn't notice. He nodded, looking very happy. "That's good!"