207: Go to squat alone

"Men are masters of lying, especially for women like you. It's really a lie! It's really your fault. God treats you well. I want you to know a man in three years. If in another three years, or 30 years, when your cauliflower is cold, he will tell you that he has played with you for so long... At that time, you are really worth drinking a drink!"

Xiao Huan lowered his head and listened to Fang Kun's words silently.

Fang Kun thought she was reflecting, so she was about to get up, but suddenly found that Xiao Huan looked up at herself: "I'm very stupid. I believe in a liar so much. But that's because I think he is really good to me? Do I think it's wrong for a man to treat me sincerely? Do I have to look at so many men in the world with suspicion?

"You..."

"What am I? I'm drunk, with you... So what? What right do you have to accuse me? What's more, the wrong person is not me? I really want to know whether you know the lies of so many men because you have seen more, or are you the same person at all? Since you are that kind of person, what right do you have to talk about me?"

Xiao Huan finished speaking in one breath, and then looked at Fang Kun opposite angrily.

Fang Kun was slightly stunned, but followed by the fall of his eyes, and then smiled quite meaningfully.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Huan looked at Fang Kun and was even more angry. What he said was so generous and powerful that he actually laughed at himself?

"I didn't laugh at you, I really think, you're right, very right... I've never thought about things like that there are simple idiots like you and your sister-in-law... But... These are not the point. The point is... Don't you need to cover your sheets? Or have you adapted to such nakedness?

"Ah?" Xiao Huan found that she was angry for a moment and would point fingers when she spoke. As a result, she forgot to pull the sheets covering her. Suddenly, it was a spring ripple on her chest... In an instant, she quickly pulled up the quilt with her hand and covered her chest.

When she looked up and saw Fang Kun's smiling face, she felt that her face was about to burn, and then she immediately hid in the quilt.

"Haha..." Fang Kun outside smiled happily: "Well, I'm actually here to ask you to have dinner. Do you only drink and eat all night? We spent another night and day together. Are you...re not hungry?"

"What's your business! Get out of here!" Xiao Huan originally sounded like an angry voice, but in front of Fang Kun, it was like a fast glass, extremely fragile. Nestled in the quilt, the voice is much lighter and reduces more threats.

"Okay...but I really prepared the pigeon meat for dinner, that is, your "bird". Would you like a bite?"

"Get out!"

Fang Kun smiled and then slowly walked out. This woman became more and more interesting, not to mention the amorous feelings when she suddenly threw herself into her arms last night, not to mention the current hot temper, and although she was hot, her heart was still like a clean pearl.

The boss has a good vision. Not only is his sister-in-law the best in the world, but even her friends around her are a rare race.

"Mr. Fang?" The servant on one side looked at Fang Kun, and then his eyes were full of eyes waiting for his instructions. He thought that he brought the woman back today and did not go to the guest's room, but directly entered his bedroom, thinking that it must be a woman with a different status in his heart, so he did not dare to neglect her.

"Prepare a copy and put it in later. And... remotely control the TV screen in my bedroom and put a broken blue bridge." Fang Kun thought about it.

"Yes!" The servant was confused. What does this broken blue bridge mean?

However, when the servant went in with food and saw Xiao Huan wiping his tears at the movie, he had to admire Fang Kun's ability. Know how to relax a woman.

Xiao Huan still didn't eat those things, just put on the clothes brought in by the servant, then turned around and left the bedroom, went outside, and walked farther to call a taxi.

"Mr. Fang, do you need to send a car to see Miss off?"

"No." Fang Kun shook her head. Xiao Huan still has tenacity in her bones. She is too supportive, which will only make her feel that she treats her differently and makes her more reluctant to accept her kindness. Therefore, when she wants to be independent, she should give her independence. Anyway, he has already put enough in her clothes. Cash.

What is Fang Kun doing living so far away? Xiao Huan's feet hurt and finally saw a taxi, but the question is, where did she get the money? Sitting on the taxi, she found this problem. She really almost moved her head away, but when she put her hand in her pocket, she suddenly found something inside.

When I took it out, it turned out to be a bunch of cash. Although it was not a lot, it was more than enough to take a car or something. It must have been Fang Kun put in it. This guy... Although he didn't see him when he came out, he could know what he wanted from time to time.

What's so sad about this? Haven't you met too many women? Naturally, I know what to do! Xiao Huan felt really ashamed of her soft heart. That man took advantage of himself and gave himself a lot of money. What is it? Is it a night to buy yourself out? So your own night is too worthless, right?

Anyway, just pay the fare first, and then make up for the rest. Thinking of this, I feel much better.

Jiang Muyan squatted in the distance, with a plate of lunch next to her, but her eyes looked at another villa from afar. Although Conschen was in New Zealand and was not here, she decided to come and have a look. Maybe there will be an accident? Art people are all like that, aren't they?

I opened the boxed lunch and took a few bites. I don't know what happened, but it reminded me of Huo Yan... It's just one day, just one day, isn't it? But his face always appeared, and he was really poisoned!

As if she was angry with herself, she "frustically" nibbled off the rice in her hand, then wiped her mouth and stared at the villa.

In fact, although there is no one, the servants inside are very busy. According to reason, she doesn't know the servants in other countries, but domestic servants will never be so obedient. Doesn't the master come so hard? Then there is only one possibility. Even if Kang Sichen is not here now, I guess he will come back soon.

Jiang Muyan packed up her things. Unlike other reporters, she squatted for several days, which did not meet her standards. So it's better to go home and sleep now.

Originally, there were often many reporters squatting like this, but now she is the only one. It's very simple, because those people have waited and have never been able to wait for Kang Sichen. I think he must not appear so coincidentally, and there are relatively few art exhibitions recently, so it is impossible for him to appear?

Jiang Muyan walked all the way, and a black car passed by him.

"Parking..."

The car stopped abruptly and stopped not far behind Jiang Muyan, but she was sleepy now, and she still cares so much? This is a rich area, and the cars are originally high-end. It's not surprising.

The camera behind her is already heavy enough, and her back is crooked. Unfortunately, no one is willing to help herself take pictures, saying that it is definitely impossible to come during this period. It must be next month, because there is a ribbon-cutting activity in an art museum, and I guess he will come back to support it.

Kang Sichen turned around and looked at the woman with the camera from the back window of the car. Is that her?

Why is she here?

By the way, she is a reporter and a reporter in the entertainment industry... Kang Sichen frowned, so she came here to search for news. It's just that there are no other houses around here, only yourself? Could it be...

He knew that his news was flying all over the world and said that he was missing, but in fact, he just wanted to go abroad for a rest. The withdrawal of the rumors all the time was something he had been thinking about. The so-called art often depends mainly on his own inspiration, and his inspiration disappears after that day's painting exhibition.

And the culprit who made his inspiration disappear is the woman behind him now... Jiang Muyan! It is absolutely impossible for him to forget the name.

It's just... she's married. Thinking of this, Kang Sichen's feeling of regret that day came to his mind again. This woman can really completely mobilize her emotions at the first time.

"Mr. Kang... How long do we have to wait here?" The driver in front asked cautiously, looking at Kang Sichen behind him, who had been staring at the woman holding the camera behind the car for a long time.

He has seen a lot of reporters, but... he hasn't seen his master, why is he suddenly so interested in such a person?

"Let's go." Kang Sichen turned around and remembered which magazine she was from. It seemed that he didn't need to go there now if he wanted to come to her directly.

"Sir, I haven't seen anyone who cares so much about entertainment news. Is this person... your friend?" The driver asked curiously.

"Didn't Li tell you about my habits?" Kang Sichen looked up at the driver and asked.

"I said it!" The driver immediately stopped the topic, and then quickly started the car. Good boy... The boss is going to be angry and won't drive as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be guaranteed to work tomorrow. It's hard to get a good job, but he can't lose it. There is still a house to supply.