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Not knowing that she was going to the parenting training class at all, Tan Qing slept happily, rubbed her eyes and got up from the bed, drowsy, preparing to go outside to release water.

Pushing open the bathroom door, I ran into Rongsheng who had just finished filling the water.

The two stared at each other and paused slightly.

Rong Sheng was stunned for a second, then quickly pulled his pants up, and said jokingly: "Baby, are you in such a hurry early in the morning?"

Tan Qing stared at Rong Sheng slowly and picked up the bird again, looking at Rong Sheng's intact trousers with a little regret, and commented: "Don't be inferior, it's quite big, but it's a bit curved."

Rong Sheng: "???"

Rong Sheng was sure that he had been molested.

Although in the crowded entertainment industry, it is normal to actively seduce and molest.

But what was desperate was—he found himself being provoked by a single sentence.

Rong Sheng felt that this might be the reason why the fire held last night was not released in time.

So he looked at Tan Qing and said meaningfully, "Do you like it?"

Tan Qing yawned, got into the toilet next to the door, and replied casually: "I don't know, you have to compare a few more to get the result."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng looked numbly at the top position under his trousers, then looked back at Tan Qing.

Tan Qing seemed to have no intention of needing a separate space at all, and he didn't feel that there was any problem with Rong Sheng watching by the side.

He touched the hem of his pants sleepily, and pulled the zipper with his white and thin fingers for a long time.

Probably because of relaxation, he narrowed his eyes and raised his neck slightly.

The thin and fragile Adam's apple was exposed.

Rong Sheng stood there, not taking a step for a long time.

Until Tan Qing put the water in, and took care of her trousers, flushed the toilet, standing next to him with a look of doze, and asked obediently: "What are we eating this morning?"

Rong Sheng suddenly had a very strange illusion.

It seems that Tan Qing didn't come to this house by accident at all, but should have lived here.

With yourself.

This feeling made Rong Sheng's mood very subtle, and his original attitude of going directly to the company has also changed and changed: "There should be materials prepared by the hour in the refrigerator, let me take a look."

"Oh."

Tan Qing followed Rong Sheng very obediently, and walked to the kitchen step by step.

It is true that this house Rongsheng hasn't been here for a long time. Although the hourly workers clean up on time every week, the things in the refrigerator seem to have not been replaced for a long time.

After taking out the sixth pack of quick-frozen dumplings.

Tan Qing stroked her stomach pitifully, and applied to the rich President Rong Sheng: "Can we eat KFC?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

After entering elementary school, Rong Sheng went abroad to study, and had no interest in the western fast food that only children liked.

So he tangled for a while, stretched out his hand to take a new gray-blue coat from the closet and handed it to Tan Qing, aroused a smile and said: "Yes, I will take you there with a kiss, how about?"

There were no people in the KFC store in the morning.

Tan Qing took out the flat mirror that she used to cover up when she went to the wine last night and put it on, and walked in with Rong Sheng upright through the gate.

However, as soon as I ordered the meal, during the process of preparing the meal, a ponytailed meal planner looked at Tan Qing curiously for several times, and tentatively asked: "That, are you Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing's eyes hidden behind the lenses stared straight at the back kitchen, licking her lips greedy.

Hearing the words of the meal planner, he shook his head innocently, and pushed Rong Sheng next to him: "I still want to eat a big drumstick."

Rong Sheng was silent for a few seconds before pointing on the menu: "Add him two more crispy fried chicken."

Tan Qing took advantage of the situation and stretched out two more fingers: "There are two more spicy chicken wings, a cup of coke, thank you, hehehe."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng paid the money, and finally took a look at Tan Qing with the eyes of his boss: "Don't you keep in shape? I think the artists in the company want to eat vegetable salad every day."

Tan Qing stared at the golden fried chicken in the shop window and drooled. It took a long time before he said: "I am different from them."

Rong Sheng: "Why is it different?"

Tan Qing wiped her saliva, and answered fluently: "I am a laid-off person and have not eaten meat for a long time."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Probably because she was really skeptical in her heart, the meal preparation lady couldn't help asking again when she handed over the chicken wings and burgers to Tan Qing: "Aren't you really Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing put away the idea of ​​eating in the store in a dingy manner, stuffed the things into a paper bag, and took a sip from the Coke cup: "It's called Liu Dazhuang, who is Tan Qing?"

Meal preparer: "..."

Rong Sheng: "..."

In a quiet yet awkward atmosphere, Tan Qing slipped away with the bag.

Only Rong Sheng standing in front of the ordering table was carefully looked at by the meal planner.

The pony tail of the young lady preparing the meal flickered: "Sir, you are Mr. Rong Sheng, the president of Shengjing Entertainment? I have seen your picture in the magazine."

Rong Sheng paused for a moment, and skillfully took out a few big red grandpa Mao from his wallet and handed them over, showing a chic and coquettish smile: "He is worried that fans will see that he loves to eat KFC collapse, no Intentionally teasing you. Go buy a new lipstick. Recently, the new color number of Yang Shulin suits you very well."

The girl blushed and was embarrassed to take the money: "No, no need...I actually like Qingqing very much! I, I believe him too!"

Rong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Trust him?"

The girl resolutely said: "Well, his previous scandals must be fake! He Mingyu, as another party, never stood up from beginning to end! Too unacceptable!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng returned to the car in a complicated mood, and found that Tan Qing had almost eaten all the edible chicken legs, chicken wings and chicken nuggets.

The bones are clean without a trace of fleshy skin.

At this time, Tan Qing was putting a chicken bone back into the paper bag, and licking her thumb, smashing her lips with a thin layer of oil, her face still full of meaning.

Then the tip of the bright red tongue slowly and cautiously poked out and swiped across his lips little by little.

Rong Sheng's trousers today are not too tight, but he is also afraid that even the pants that are not too tight will be bagged up.

So he handed over a piece of tissue, and said: "The waiter just now is your fan."

really.

Tan Qing stopped in surprise: "Do I still have fans?"

Rong Sheng said: "Well, she said she believes in you."

Tan Qing wiped her mouth and turned around curiously: "Believe me what? Believe that I didn't climb He Mingyu's bed?"

"..."

"Then her faith will collapse."

Tan Qing wiped her hands with that piece of paper again, and said with empathy, "It's okay, my faith has collapsed."

When struck by lightning.

He felt that he had eaten Zhai and Nian Buddhism for so many years without being indulged in youthful desires.

Especially when he was an ancestor.

So many beautiful men and women want to do double cultivation with him.

Ugh.

Blame it was too naive.

Seeing that the topic was about to go wrong, Rong Sheng quickly turned the words back: "Then what are you going to do in the future?"

This question is very valuable.

Tan Qing put down the last chicken wing beside her mouth, thought for a while and said, "I'm going to sell wine."

Rong Sheng: "...why?"

Tan Qing gnawed the chicken while analyzing it to Rong Sheng: "After my observation yesterday, not only can I get a commission for selling alcohol, but I can also drink it myself without paying for it."

He paused and added: "The most important thing is-I found that the other wine sellers in the wine are not as good-looking as I am. I will definitely make a lot of money if I go."

Rong Sheng's usual teasing froze at the corners of his mouth.

Tan Qing cleaned up a bag of KFC, sealed the bag seriously, and took out the phone from his trouser pocket.

Rong Sheng watched Tanqing poking a little bit on the phone, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Tan Qing dialed a number and said wittily: "I'm calling the manager of the liquor. I will be interviewing today and I will be on duty tomorrow. The day after tomorrow I will become the number one in performance and reach the pinnacle of life."

Rong Sheng: "...who told you this?"

Tan Qing said gossiping: "The wine manager said. He also said that he has a very powerful young master who is especially liked by the rich woman. The last rich woman has no money, so he will go to the next rich woman."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng felt that Tan Qing's idea was very dangerous: "Apart from selling alcohol, don't you want to order anything else?"

Tan Qing blinked his eyes and looked at Rong Sheng for a while, and said in anticipation: "I also want a list of rich women, sorted from the richest."

Rong Sheng's car almost hit a pillar in the underground parking lot of Shengjing Entertainment.

Zhao Cong had just parked the car and was about to head towards the elevator. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the Jaguar coupe not far behind him slamming the brakes at a distance of less than ten centimeters from the pillar.

Rongsheng's car company naturally knows everyone.

Zhao Cong hurriedly came over with a shy face, and looked in from the car window with a look of concern: "Oh, President Rong, you are okay, isn't there something uncomfortable... Tan Qing, why are you here?"

Tan Qing grinned at Zhao Cong, and threw the garbage bag after eating to him: "It's such a coincidence, then trouble the agent to throw it away for me."

Zhao Cong was angry and didn't dare to show it in front of Rong Sheng. He stretched out his hand to pull the door and drag Tan Qing to get out of the car: "You put two boss pigeons at the dinner table last night. I didn't care about you, brat! I get off!"

Rong Sheng drove the car directly past Zhao Cong, and then stopped.

After several times of scouring of the Three Views, he quickly adjusted himself back to the normal mode, and hooked his finger to Tan Qing: "Go baby, go upstairs and follow me to the office."

Tan Qing was worried about whether there were any uneaten chicken legs in the garbage bag that was just thrown to Zhao Cong. He raised his head and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Rong Sheng smiled, and said with a familiar temptation: "Go and find a way for you to get rich without using a rich woman."

no problem.

Tan Qing immediately followed him.

The senior special assistant has already brewed the coffee, and has also presented Rong Sheng with the materials for today's meeting.

Rong Shengxin flipped through his hands and asked, "Is Xia Jing here? Tell her to come up."

The special assistant stepped on high heels to go to the workstation area to make a phone call, and when he came back, he shook his head to Rong Sheng: "Mr. Rong, I just contacted Agent Xia. She said that Ran Anluo was not feeling well today, so she accompanied him to the hospital."

Rong Sheng casually said, "Go to the hospital? Is it serious?"

Special helper said: "I heard that it is in Ji's private hospital. The confidentiality should be very good. President Rong, do you want to call to confirm?"

The author has something to say: Little theater, Tan Qingqing: Hey, you don't recognize your son again, scumbag.

He Mingyu: I was wrong.

Tan Qingqing: But it doesn't matter, I can find him a stepdad.

He Mingyu:? ? ?

Tan Qingqing: KFC is really delicious, hehehe.

Rong Sheng: Buy, buy, buy!

Author bacteria: It's too miserable. Not only are many people coveting your wife, but there are also people who count your son. What's worse, there are some people who want to take your wife and son together.

He Mingyu: Are you the devil?