Chapter 13： Call my husband, I will support you!

After talking about her experience, Feng Jing looked at Zhou Yuan nervously.

She was a little scared.

At first I was afraid that Zhou Yuan would look down on her background. After all, in her eyes, Zhou Yuan's wealth was definitely from a wealthy family! Even if she only wants to hug her thighs and does not think about doing the right palace, it is false to say that she is not inferior or guilty!

Secondly, she was naturally afraid that Zhou Yuan would look down on her motives and behaviors. After all, she had a certain purpose or utilitarianism since she actively contacted Zhou Yuan.

Of course, what she feared the most was that Zhou Yuan had already taken advantage of it, and she would be beaten up with her without admitting it.

And the reason why she was most afraid of shooting and falling apart was not only because of the material aspect, but also because she was really moved by Zhou Yuan!

Young, rich, generous, good-looking, attractive, good-tempered, good-looking, and even tough in that respect...

This one article, I am afraid that any woman will be tempted!

If it weren't for this, even if she had long thought of putting herself up for sale, she wouldn't be able to put herself in the mouth on the first day of acquaintance!

Now that she was really eaten, she was completely involved, she naturally didn't want to be dumped by Zhou Yuan!

The more Feng Jing thought about it, the more anxious she became, and when Zhou Yuan didn't speak, she couldn't help but opened her mouth worriedly: "My dear, I..."

"Stop calling my dear, I will call my husband later!"

Zhou Yuan spoke suddenly.

Knowing that Feng Jing was still a girl before last night, Zhou Yuan's mentality changed.

It used to be pure fun, now it's different!

What he brewed is the girl he unlocked and must be raised!

As for material and non-material things, that's nothing!

"From now on you will follow me, I will support you!"

Zhou Yuan spoke boldly.

Rich, so capricious!

"Really...really?"

Feng Jing's heart trembled.

"What can I do if I lie to you?"

Zhou Yuan gave Feng Jing a white look and grabbed her two peaches.

Feng Jing's face blushed, and she blinked and kissed Zhou Yuan actively, and shouted with waves in her brows.

"Husband~"

"Hey, call again."

"Husband~"

The soft sound was numb to the bones, and Zhou Yuan instantly became angry.

Feng Jing suddenly noticed, ah, her pretty face flushed.

"Husband~"

"Ok?"

"You... If you feel uncomfortable, I... I'll help you again..."

In a word, Zhou Yuan suddenly burst into flames.

...

after an hour.

Zhou Yuan changed his clothes refreshedly.

"I have something to do. Go back to school first, and you can rest here, and come to accompany you when I'm done.

Oh, by the way, I'll transfer the money to you in a while, look back at what is missing, and fill it up by yourself. "

"Thank you husband~ But don't have the money, anyway you promised to support me."

Feng Jing lay on Zhou Yuan's back like a lazy cat, with a gentle expression on her face.

"One yard goes to one yard. To support you is to support you. You can save the money yourself, or you can pay for it at home. Of course, if it's not enough, you can ask me for it."

Zhou Yuan directly transferred 500,000 yuan to Feng Jing with his mobile phone.

Five hundred thousand is not a small amount.

But who made Zhou Yuan feel worthwhile and willing to give.

Besides, he is not short of money now.

"Husband~"

Feng Jing blinked and yelled again. Not only did she hug harder, she even burst into tears in her eyes.

After more than 20 years of hard work, bet this time, and finally bet it right!

"Hey, don't cry, you rest well, I'll come to accompany you when I turn around and finish my work."

Zhou Yuan wiped her tears and kissed her on the forehead again, before leaving the room under Feng Jing's reluctant gaze.

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