Chapter 1197

Zhang Yi has been walking for almost half an hour. Fang Yuan still maintains her posture before leaving. She is half lying at the head of the bed, with a cigarette in her mouth, and squints slightly at the door panel.

It was as if the door would be pushed open the next moment and the woman would come in from the outside.

Fortunately, the cigarette on his mouth was not lit, otherwise when he looked at the door in a daze, the long ash would surely fall on him.

When Zhang Yi left, she was like a professional woman who received a great reward. She carefully cleaned the surrounding area with her small mouth. This woman's understanding was quite high. In only more than ten hours, she made some actions she didn't bother to do before.

No wonder he has made remarkable achievements in recent years after he changed his career and transferred from technical personnel to officialdom. He has become the fastest promoted official in southern Sichuan, which can be called taking a helicopter.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with helping Fangyuan. She was shy. Instead, she did it very seriously and carefully, just as she did at work.

Because she finally realized that doing such a thing may also be one of the reasons for the multiplication of feelings between husband and wife.

Now that God has fulfilled her wish to be the last crazy, she will have a beginning and an end, so that she can live up to her hard-made determination.

Zhang Yi took a good bath, put on her plain white tunic skirt, stepped on her sports shoes with white background and black face, put on her baseball cap with long brim, took out a fashionable big sunglasses from Xiaokun's bag, covered less than half of her face, but raised his foot to kick Sun Gang's "virginity pants" to the corner of the wall, and raised his hand with a smile, She blew a kiss to the circle that always stared at her, and then opened her mouth and said silently, "bye."

After the madness in the middle of the night, Zhang Yi has been completely relieved.

She felt that as long as she had the last crazy experience, she could take it calmly no matter what punishment she should suffer next. God had been very good to her, and there was really no reason to complain.

Zhang Yi walked very smartly. When she closed the door and walked into the corridor, Fang Yuan could still hear her humming the high and trendy parts of Huang Jiaju's song like you: "like you, your eyes are more moving and your laughter is more charming. I'd like to touch you again. Your lovely face, holding hands and talking in sleep, like you shared me yesterday --"

Fang Yuan knows that Zhang Yi doesn't like him or anyone. What she likes is the feeling just now, the beautiful life when Sun Gang was still normal, and what she likes is yesterday.

Zhang Yi found that Fang Yuan was the last crazy person to cooperate with her. After calming down, he just told him the story of her coming to Queen Tang from an objective point of view.

But she didn't mention what disasters she would encounter next, let alone because she had been occupied by the surrounding area, so she took the opportunity to hit the snake with the stick and begged him to pull her.

She didn't say a word.

It's not that she has seen that even if Fang Yuan has her, she won't stretch out her hand to pull her, but because she thinks the current ending is her best ending.

Since it is the best ending, why does she ask others to change?

She must have regarded any punishment after today as the enjoyment of life, otherwise she wouldn't go so natural and relaxed, which is a feeling that fascinates her.

Fang Yuan can clearly feel it from her brisk steps.

With a slap, Fang Yuan finally lit the cigarette, then lazily raised his feet to the ground and walked into the bathroom.

The cigarette, which had just been lit and smoked two mouthfuls, went out immediately after the nozzle sprinkled cold water.

Fang Yuan took a sip. It was very bitter. He tilted his head and vomited on the ground next to him.

When he came out of the bathroom slowly with a bath towel on his shoulder, his mobile phone, which was still in charge, vibrated for the first time.

Fang Yuan looked down. Greene's name flashed on the screen, just like his big bald head. He wanted brother yuan to raise his hand and slap him hard.

From Fangyuan waking up to now, the mobile phone vibrates almost every ten minutes, including Greene's, Qin Dachuan's, even Qin Xiaobing's and Xia Xiaoyun's.

No matter who called, Fang Yuan didn't answer it.

He felt that when a man rolls with a beautiful woman who takes the initiative to be crazy, answering the phone is disrespectful to others.

Now that the beauty has gone, he still doesn't want to answer.

Everyone has a bad mood, right?

When people are in a bad mood, they are unwilling to answer anyone's phone, which becomes very normal.

Fang Yuan's mood is not very good, probably because Zhang Yi played with him?

After giving him a kiss, the smelly woman turned to open the door and took out a stack of hundred yuan bills and put them on the small cabinet on the right side of the door.

Shouldn't it be a man's patent to leave a pile of money after sleeping with people who are not husband and wife or lovers? When can women do the same?

If his mood is good, he is a real bitch.

Of course, even being a bitch can't get along with money, so when Fang Yuan walked out of the guest room, he took the stack of banknotes and ordered it seriously: 3457 yuan and 80 cents.

Today's weather is good. It's sunny. The treetops on the roadside don't move.

However, the fine weather is undoubtedly the most annoying in the midsummer season. Especially at more than two o'clock in the afternoon, in addition to the cicadas in the trees shouting like death, even the cars coming and going are a little listless.

As for the pedestrians on the sidewalk, they walked very fast. The beauties who exposed their two beautiful legs as much as possible, holding a small flower umbrella in one hand and a handkerchief in the other hand -- wiping sweat, virtually reducing the taste of beauty.

An experienced man will find an overpass to sit under. Whenever a beautiful woman passes by and hurried up the overpass, he can see the scenery at the bottom of his skirt just by turning his eyes a little.

Overpass is a good thing, especially for men who appreciate beauty.

People who understand this truth are not only Fang Yuan, but also Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang's name sounds very common and "juvenile". When anyone hears the name, he will see a child of seven or eight years old, or a young man with youthful pimples, long hair and thin eyes.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang, sitting under the overpass at this time, had already passed his 40th birthday as early as the 15th day of the lunar calendar last month. According to folklore, people who occupy the 1st and 15th birthdays of the lunar calendar are either rich or expensive. For this reason, there is another folk song: the Lord on the 1st day of the lunar calendar and the lady on the 15th day of the lunar calendar.

In other words, if a man's birthday is on the first day of the lunar new year, he is likely to be a lord or a lord's life; A woman was born on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. She can't be a mother. She has to be a expensive wife.

Wang Xiaoqiang's birthday is on June 15 of the lunar calendar, but he is a man.

Just because Wang Xiaoqiang is a man, after accounting for the 15th birthday of the lunar calendar, he didn't become a lord or a mother. How can he become an old bachelor who still doesn't know the "taste of meat" or a beggar?

In particular, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure it out since he was thirty-three years old. He had thought about it for seven years now. Every day, except for eating and sleeping, he squatted somewhere and looked at the flow of people. He didn't think about it.

One thing he figured out was that squatting under the overpass in summer would not attract the attention of those beautiful women in skirts - who would take a more look at the beggar next to when they hurried up the overpass?

Zhang Yi wouldn't either, so she didn't notice that Wang Xiaoqiang's sneaky eyes were staring at her after she walked briskly onto the overpass.

What kind of situation does tiger body shake?

It's like Wang Xiaoqiang. Like an electric shock, his eyes widened with a roar, his mouth opened more, and even his heart missed a beat.

Wang Xiaoqiang has been a "professional beggar" for seven years. He has heard the boss of Dongcheng say the sweet story of "vacuum beauty" 800 times, but he has never been lucky to see it once.

Now his greatest wish came true without warning.

The sunglasses beauty who stepped onto the overpass just now is the one wearing a plain white waist skirt. It's a vacuum!

Wang Xiaoqiang, who was shocked by the tiger's body, suddenly woke up after the beauty quickly stepped onto the overpass. His first reaction was to put his hand on his eyes and buckle down his eyes: you only looked at such a good opportunity just now. You haven't seen it clearly. What are you doing if you don't pull it out!

But it still hurts to pick the eyes. Besides, Wang Xiaoqiang plans to keep these eyes to enjoy the beautiful world. Naturally, he won't really pick them out.

At most, he gave himself a mouth, turned over and jumped up, and held the overpass railing to catch up.

My mouth is very wronged: I'm not responsible for looking at things. Why beat me if I can't see clearly?

This is the biggest difference between eyes and mouth.

Generally speaking, when the eyes see what they shouldn't see but see, what they should see but don't see, they will be pulled out of their mouths. It's like Zhang Yi making a big mistake. Obviously, it's face doing mischief, but it's her body that pays the price.

The body still hurts.

Any woman, after fooling around with the surrounding area for more than ten hours, will basically have this feeling, especially the woman who has not been touched by a man for five or six years.

But she didn't care, just like clearly seeing a beggar behind her, sneaking along with her, she didn't feel afraid. After all, the physical pain was never real pain.

After leaving the chain hotel, Zhang Yi, who was physically and mentally happy, walked a long way before he suddenly sounded, and his car was still parked in the parking lot of a nightclub.

She is too lazy to drive back. Anyway, she has been fully relaxed. Why not have fun?

In the past two years, she has been to Anyang many times, but which time is not in a hurry?

It's a pity that even the most botanical gardens in Anyang haven't been here.

After having lunch in a small restaurant, Zhang Yi decided to visit the botanical garden for an afternoon and drive back to the king of Tang after dark.

Compared with other places, the passenger flow near the botanical garden has increased significantly.

Walk down the overpass and walk 300 meters. The east gate of the botanical garden is across the road.

In order to facilitate and increase the safety of passers-by, zebra crossings are specially painted on the road in front of the east gate of the botanical garden.

When Zhang Yi stood at the zebra crossing and raised his hand to hold the big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, he looked back at the beggar who always followed him.

Wang Xiaoqiang, who was about to come over, found that the beauty seemed to notice him. He hurriedly bowed his head, put his hands in his pockets, pretended to be passing by, and turned across the road.

He only paid attention to whether the beauty found him, but he didn't see a black car roaring like a mad cow with chicken blood.