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Came to Cheng Fanmiao's apartment again.

Xu Zhimu pushed Cheng Fanmiao into the room.

Of course, it was because she didn't want others to see her dressed up like this, or it was simply because she didn't want others to misunderstand her.

Only Xu Scumbag himself knows that.

Cheng Fanmiao was pushed by him and slowly leaned on the shoe cabinet behind the door. Her slender waist just caught the edge of the shoe cabinet, and her two jade hands gently held his waist.

The round buttocks are slightly raised, and the plump body is gently pressed against Xu Zhimu's chest.

"Don't be so impatient~"

Cheng Fanmiao raised her delicate cheek and almost kissed her with her red lips.

Xu Zhimu slightly distanced himself from her, then looked at her outfit and the sound of the gas stove being lit in the kitchen.

"Are you cooking?"

"Hmm, winter is here, let's eat some dumplings."

Cheng Fanmiao also adjusted his clothes slightly, then took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet next to him and placed them at Xu Zhimu's feet.

Xu Zhimu glanced at her, and he really didn't know if she did it on purpose. The visual contrast of this apron costume was enough, and when he bent slightly, Xu Zhimu's mind was filled with thoughts...

"Also prepared slippers?"

"Because I know you will definitely come again in the future."

Cheng Fanmiao squinted his eyes and smiled: "And it's not just slippers, there are also pajamas, toothbrushes, towels, sheets and bedding. By the way, I also designed a few pairs of underwear for you, but I just don't know the size... will they fit you?

.”

Cheng Fanmiao said, and poked Xu Zhimu's abdominal muscles with a jade hand.

Xu Zhimu stopped her hand. According to the style of Cheng Fanmiao, a design genius, he didn't know how brutal the designed underwear would be.

The kitchen is buzzing and the dumplings are already cooked.

The two of them were sitting in the living room. Although Cheng Fanmiao looked unreliable, her hands and feet were still quite nimble. It was cold and windy outside, but the room was as warm as spring.

The steaming dumplings are filled with the smell of fragrant rice vinegar in the air.

Xu Zhimu looked at the steaming dumplings on the plate. He felt that the dumplings were a little crooked, and some of them had their fillings exposed.

"You didn't make these dumplings, did you?"

Xu Zhimu picked it up and took a look. Although the wrapping was ugly, the filling inside was very full. If it were quick-frozen dumplings sold outside, he would not be willing to give such a substantial amount.

"Yes, this is my first time making it. I'm just waiting for you, my dear, to eat it~"

Cheng Fanmiao held her cheeks in her hands, with a pair of fox eyes that looked a little coquettish.

Xu Zhimu had somewhat adapted. He picked up the dumpling, dipped it in a little vinegar, put it in his mouth and chewed: "Why is it so smelly? It's stuffed with mutton?"

Cheng Fanmiao narrowed his eyes: "My dear, are you praising me?"

"It's up to you to understand." Xu Zhimu picked up another one and ate it: "Hey, this is shrimp."

"Boss Xu complained that eating was too simple last time. Of course, I have to prepare more carefully this time."

Cheng Fanmiao pointed at the dumplings on the plate with his chopsticks: "This is crab roe, this is beef, and this is mushroom. By the way, the pot is cooking something specially prepared for you. It should be ready by now."

"

Cheng Fanmiao stood up and took out a small plate with five large, round dumplings in it.

Xu Zhimu looked at these dumplings and felt that there must be something complicated inside: "What is this?"

"Dumplings."

"I know, what kind of stuffing is it?"

"It's not filled with aphrodisiacs anyway. You'll know after you try it yourself."

With a hidden sly smile in his eyes, Cheng Fanmiao brought the dumplings to Xu Zhimu.

Looking at Xu Zhimu's slightly distrustful eyes, Cheng Fanmiao also rolled his eyes at him lightly: "As long as you don't play the boring tricks like last time."

"Can I be that boring?"

"whispering sound……"

The two people looked at each other and smiled.

Cheng Fanmiao went to get another bottle of red wine. Looking at Xu Zhimu's eyes, she shook the bottle and said, "Don't worry, it's not drugged."

"I want to say, don't you take off your apron when eating?"

Xu Zhimu pointed at the maid-style apron she was wearing. The design of the flesh-colored fabric on the back always made Xu Zhimu feel like she was wearing nothing underneath.

"Honey, do you want me to take it off?" Cheng Fanmiao seemed to have remembered something particularly interesting, holding red wine in her hand, and then came to Xu Zhimu in two short steps.

She turned around slightly, taking off her apron, and the girl's unusually plump and graceful body outlined a seductive arc.

Moreover, the delicate flesh-colored fabric on the back is easy to mistake at first glance.

There is only a delicate bow on the lower waist.

Cheng Fanmiao gently pointed at the bow tie behind him: "As long as you pull this rope, your clothes can be taken off."

Xu Zhimu looked at it and just smiled softly.

"Why don't you untie it and take a look? Maybe there will be a surprise."

Cheng Fanmiao also gently shook the willow waist, and the delicate bow flapped its wings like a real butterfly floating in the wind.

Facing this kind invitation, Xu Zhimu stretched out his sinful little hand, wanting to see what surprises I didn't even know were hidden under this already outrageous apron?

Just when Xu Zhimu's hand was about to touch the bow, she suddenly reached up and took the red wine out of her hand.

"Be honest and sit down to eat."

Xu Zhimu said, opened the cork of the red wine and poured a glass for both of them.

Cheng Fanmiao snorted: "Boring man, originally they designed couple's underwear of the same style as yours, but it seems that some people can't see it today."

Xu Zhimu raised his eyebrows, picked up the plate of dumplings specially prepared by Miles Fanmiao, put them in his mouth and chewed them, his brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

"This dumpling...what kind of filling is it, and why are it so chewy?"

When Xu Zhimu ate, he always felt very chewy and couldn't tell what was strange about it.

"you guess?"

Cheng Fanmiao looked at him and couldn't help but smile.

"Tendons meat?"

"It's very close~"

Cheng Fanmiao couldn't help but smile, chuckled, and then slowly leaned close to Xu Zhimu's ear: "It's a cow..."

Hearing the answer, Xu Zhimu's mouth twitched.

Kidneys, beef, sheep, guns, etc. are actually often eaten at barbecue stalls.

But this is really the first time I’ve seen this dumpling thing!

Moreover, Cheng Fanmiao handled it very cleanly, and when he ate it, it was... really good.

But Xu Zhimu still felt as if he had been given a natural aphrodisiac.

"Hahaha……"

Cheng Fanmiao was laughing so happily that the clothes on her body were shaking slightly, and her white and tender feet almost reached the dining table with joy.

Looking at Xu Zhimu's speechless expression, Cheng Fanmiao smiled with her pretty face turning red: "Traditional Chinese medicine says that the shape complements the shape, so people are also doing it for you~"

"I understand, no need."

Xu Zhimu's eyelids twitched as he pushed the dumpling over.

But Cheng Fanmiao quickly pushed him over again: "No, let's leave it to you stinky men."

Xu Zhimu had no choice but to change the topic: "I have something to discuss with you. I plan to set up a media company specifically to train sales leaders and video bloggers. I want you to be the person in charge of the company. Are you interested?

?”

Cheng Fanmiao thought for a while, with a glint in his eyes: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. The main focus in the early stage is to recruit people, train them in unified speaking skills, and then select suitable candidates among these people, and we will sign contracts directly."

"Sounds like the agent's star show debut company?"

Cheng Fanmiao is very familiar with this process. After all, at the Communication University where she works, there are many talent scouts looking for people every day, and Cheng Fanmiao has encountered them several times.

"Yes, we are actually a brokerage company, but our debut place is not in the entertainment industry, but on the Internet..."

Xu Zhimu smiled. Another reason why he chose Cheng Fanmiao was that she was an art student.

Anchors who bring goods are commonly known as internet celebrities.

In fact, they are similar to those traffic stars in the entertainment industry in previous lives. They are all of the same nature. As long as their faces are good-looking or distinctive, people will be willing to look at them. Natural traffic will come, and with traffic, money will naturally come.

Cheng Fanmiao is undoubtedly professional in this area, and the most important thing is...

In Binhai City, the place with the most handsome men and beautiful women must be Binhai University of Communication.

Cheng Fanmiao gradually understood a little bit after listening to it, but there was a teasing color in her fox eyes.

"I understand, you want me to... help you choose a concubine for your harem in school?"

"puff!"

Xu Zhimu almost spit out his red wine.

"It's not about choosing a harem, it's about choosing employees!"

"Tch~ Those few employees of your company, haven't they all moved into your house now?"

Cheng Fanmiao showed a look that saw everything through.

"..."

Xu Zhimu was a little helpless to complain for a while. After all, in the beginning, the junior girl was his little painter, An Xiaomi was his legal adviser, and Bai Yaya was the dubbing artist.

Now these three girls are indeed all lying in their own homes.

"Seriously, I'm going to let you be the person in charge of this project. From now on, you won't have to work so hard every day on live broadcasts. You can also be a small boss and live leisurely every day. How about that?"

Xu Zhimu continued to ask.

"Sounds really good..."

Cheng Fanmiao stretched out her finger and tapped her chin lightly. Looking at Xu Zhimu's expectant expression, she suddenly smiled: "But, I'm not interested in money."

Xu Zhimu looked at her cunning look, and finally said helplessly: "Okay, you make a condition."

I can freely make conditions.

Cheng Fanmiao hesitated a little, gently rubbing his temples, thinking for a while but still couldn't think of what he wanted.

"Can I save it first?"

"Just for today, no waiting until the expiration date."

Xu Zhimu was careful not to do this.

"The volume of energy is as small as yours..."

Cheng Fanmiao muttered, and Xu Zhimu twitched the corner of his mouth and continued eating dumplings, ignoring her.

Cheng Fanmiao thought carefully for a while, and finally looked at Xu Zhimu's eyes, which flashed slightly, and then suddenly sighed sadly.

"Well, speaking of it, my sister was too greedy and she must have made things difficult for my brother. Let's just pretend that we didn't mention it today, so this dumpling meal was in vain..."

"..."

Xu Zhimu looked at her pitiful appearance like Lin Daiyu, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

People say Daiyu buries flowers, what do you mean, Miaomiao buries flowers?

"you are vicious."

Xu Zhimu sighed helplessly: "Okay, then this matter is settled. I'll tell you the details."

If she had a tough attitude, Xu Zhimu would be less likely to let her succeed.

But she decided not to ask for anything, which was forcing Xu Zhimu to owe her a favor.

I have to say that this trick of using retreat to advance is really a good idea.

Cheng Fanmiao, who looked like shedding tears just now, immediately broke out into a sly smile.

The meal was over and the wine was finished.

As expected, Cheng Fanmiao was drunk again and stumbled unsteadily.

Xu Zhimu had no choice but to support her, but Cheng Fanmiao kept pushing into his arms. Xu Zhimu always felt that the fabric of the apron was too good, as if it were nothing.

He directly hugged the princess and brought her back to the bedroom. It was not the first time anyway. Xu Zhimu put her on the bed very skillfully and looked out the window. At this moment, the sky seemed to have some snowflakes floating slightly. Winter was really coming.

…

Cheng Fanmiao was lying on the bed, her eyes hazy with drunkenness, and her eyes seemed to be full of charm at this moment. When she was drunk, she was less cunning than usual and more fragile than a girl.

Xu Zhimu gave her a cup of hot tea.

"Have a good rest, the kitchen has been tidied up for you."

Cheng Fanmiao glanced at the hot tea and then at Xu Zhimu. She smiled drunkenly: "My dear, can you come and eat dumplings with me in the future in the winter?"

Xu Zhimu looked at her and smiled lightly: "Is this your condition?"

"This is at best an invitation between friends. I've helped you make so much money, so why don't I give you this little face?"

Cheng Fanmiao muttered, and stretched out his slender fingers to gently grasp Xu Zhimu's broad and slightly rough palm.

Xu Zhimu broke free, but Cheng Fanmiao's grip was still tight.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Hehe... you look like a man now. Also, please help me take off these clothes. I can't sleep with my clothes on..."

Cheng Fanmiao was so drunk that she twisted on the bed and lay on her back, revealing the bow on the clothes behind her.

When Xu Zhimu looked at this bow, he was actually a normal man.

He was still curious about what type of underwear Cheng Fanmiao, a design genius, would design for himself.

But as a good young man with a good style and a well-mannered body, he naturally cannot be so evil-minded?

Cheng Fanmiao squinted her eyes and chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm not wearing those weird things, you can just pull off the bow...Boss Xu, you're not so strict about your wife's control, are you?"

Xu Zhimu coughed dryly. Anyway, he was not afraid of the shadow.

He stretched out his hand, slowly placed it on the bow, pulled up the small rope, and gently opened it...

Sure enough, Cheng Fanmiao didn't lie to him, she was indeed not wearing anything messy.

Because she wasn't wearing any at all!

The girl's smooth and white back is whiter and more delicate than the falling snowflakes outside, and the undulating lines are like God's perfect masterpiece.

There is no flaw at all, except for three moles on the back. The finished font looks like a special tattoo.

Following the exquisite and graceful curves... Xu Zhimu picked up the quilt and rolled it up directly for her.

He took two steps back.

Fuck! There’s an upgraded version of that nude apron that’s only available in island countries?

"Hahaha...burp~"

Cheng Fanmiao rolled up the quilt and rolled around on the bed in an inconspicuous manner, almost crying with laughter, and even gave a cute wine burp.

"Cheng Fanmiao, I think you are looking for... trouble, right?"

"What's wrong with me~ I told you, I didn't wear those messy things, but I'm very honest~"

Cheng Fanmiao's pretty face was also rosy at this moment, either because she was drunk, because she was laughing, or because she was shy.

"..." Xu Zhimu was still unable to refute, but he really agreed to what he said.

Sincerity is the greatest nirvana.

It's like I say that I am a time traveler every day, but no one believes me.

He looked at Cheng Fanmiao, who was wrapped tightly in bed, and finally shook his head and smiled.

"Okay, remember to drink more water and leave first."

Xu Zhimu waved his hands and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Hey, during the Chinese New Year...are you going to get engaged to your little fiancée?"

"Um."

Xu Zhimu looked back at her.

Cheng Fanmiao was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "I designed a set of clothes. If I have a chance, I would like to wear them for you, okay?"

"Are the clothes serious?"

"Of course~"

When Cheng Fanmiao said this this time, his eyes were unusually clear.

Xu Zhimu nodded lightly: "Okay."

After that, Xu Zhimu walked out of the apartment.

Hear the sound of the door closing.

Cheng Fanmiao was in a daze for a while, then stood up gently, dropped her apron completely, and her perfect body floated slightly in the air. No one could see this beautiful scene.

She went to a wardrobe in the room and opened the curtains.

Inside is a black, unfinished work in the shape of a long skirt...