Technology derived

Chapter 425
The elevator stopped in the underground parking lot. Wang Fan took Song Qian's hand and walked out. He didn't let go until the Lamborghini was in front of him.

Song Qian's face was still a little unnatural, and her loosened hands were crossed on her chest, looking a little embarrassed.

For Wang Fan, Song Qian's heart is very complicated, it can be said that she loves and hates Wang Fan.

Love him for his talents, love him for being considerate, love him for giving her a stage, let her show her talents...

I also hate him for being coquettish, hate him for not being dedicated enough, hate him for not being able to give up Yingying Yanyan for her...

"Teacher Song, please get in the car!"

When Wang Fan's funny voice came, Song Qian came back to her senses, she frowned slightly, she pouted and gave Wang Fan a white look, she was very individual, and then sat gracefully in the passenger seat.

If it was half a year ago, Song Qian would still be that schoolgirl who just came into contact with society, she couldn't even do makeup well, and even after makeup, she would not look as good as she did without makeup.

However, the experience of the past six months has given her a completely new look, and her gestures and gestures reveal an elegant temperament, which is already very classy.

Sometimes, experience changes people, this sentence is not bad at all.

And Wang Fan likes to use the title of "teacher" to deliberately tease Song Qian.

After all, when he was a student at first, Song Qian was his teacher, and many interesting things happened between the two of them...

"What do you want to eat? My good wife!" Wang Fan said with a smile: "This time you performed very well on Taiwan Island, you are very happy, and the talents you recruited are also very reliable."

"Who is your good wife, Wang Fan, be careful with your words!" Song Qian said angrily.But the previous embarrassment has gradually disappeared, replaced by the consistent black-bellied nature.

Wang Fan nodded with a smile: "Students have written it down, Teacher Song Qian."

Song Qian's complexion changed slightly, and she said angrily: "I want to go to the beach, the beach in Binhai City, I haven't been back for a long time."

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Half an hour later, Wang Fan parked the car at a secluded seafood restaurant by the sea, and then got out of the car with Song Qian.

Looking at the endless blue ocean not far away, and listening to the sound of waves hitting the rocks, Wang Fan couldn't help sighing: "The seafood here is fresh and plump, but it's just that the past six months have been too busy, so I didn't come here as often as I did when I was a student."

Sometimes, people are like this. When they are poor, they think about what to do when they have money.

But when I really got rich, I found that I had already run out of time.

But the time to really enjoy yourself is not as good as it was back then.

Hearing this, Song Qian teased with a smile: "Why, I regret not bringing your little girlfriend with me back then, to enjoy myself in time?"

Wang Fan was speechless for a while, and when he mentioned his little girlfriend back then, he still looked calm and calm. It seemed that the past six months had really wiped away the last trace of his heart.

This should be a good thing. Only by emptying your heart can you truly welcome a new person.

But if you welcome more than one, then the trouble is really big...

"The sea here is more intimate." Song Qian stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, sniffing the air by the sea, with a sweet look.

This made Wang Fan fascinated for a moment. This kind of pure girl is much better than those women with heavy makeup.

Although this person was three years older than him, he was still his teacher, but Wang Fan felt a little evil in his heart.

When they were students, boys always had different feelings for elegant and beautiful young female teachers.

Soon, the seafood was on the table, and the two sat opposite each other.

At first, Song Qian was still very reserved, maintaining her own temperament, and savoring the seafood feast leisurely.

But because the seafood here is too plump and tender, Song Qian couldn't hold back after all, let go of her reserve decisively, and returned to the lavish feasting before.

This made Wang Fan couldn't help but smile, Song Qian was still the same Song Qian.

The two of them ate a sumptuous seafood feast for a long time, and it was still dark when they finished eating.

"Where to stay at night?" Wang Fan couldn't help asking, it was really late.

Song Qian gave Wang Fan a blank look, and said angrily, "I'm homeless, that's how someone treats his hero, he doesn't even arrange a place to live!"

"Who said there is no arrangement, and it is the best, the imperial residence of the chairman of Mortal Technology!" Wang Fan laughed, and then pulled Song Qian into the car.

Song Qian wanted to refuse, but in the end she didn't, but she had some inexplicable feeling in her heart.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Fan took Song Qian back to Shengshi Jiayuan, the original residence.

The difference is that it is no longer rented, but directly bought by Wang Fan.

Although this kind of high-end sea view house has a lot of room for appreciation, the landlord doesn't want to sell it, but Wang Fan's price is attractive!

And Wang Fan is not that particular about him, even though his current family property is innumerable, he can definitely buy a better high-end villa, or even build a new mansion specially.

But I've been living here, I'm used to it, and I haven't changed it.

Song Qian followed Wang Fan into the house, and found that everything was still the same, and instantly felt a lot of cordial sense of belonging.

You must know that when she lost her only job and was at the worst point in her life, she spent a period of time in Wang Fan's rented house.

What made Wang Fan speechless was that before he could speak, Song Qian consciously put her carry-on luggage directly into Wang Fan's room, and moved Wang Fan's things to the second bedroom next door.

As usual, a dove came to occupy the magpie's nest...

Wang Fan poured Song Qian a cup of tea, but he took a can of Yipin Chunsheng himself.

The two were lying on the bed, chatting with each other.

Talking about the difficulties Song Qian encountered when she first arrived in Taiwan, and the solution to her black belly.

Talking about the changes in Mortal Technology after Song Qian left, and the hole Wang Fan dug for Qualcomm...

Long time no see, the two chatted a bit speculatively, unknowingly it was late at night.

Song Qian yawned, and said vaguely: "You are heartless, you know that I am exhausted, and you still don't let me sleep at such a late hour."

Wang Fan was speechless for a while, she seemed to be more excited just now, right?
"It's getting late, go to bed." Wang Fan fell on the bed after finishing speaking.

Song Qian was shocked: "You...you...you brat, what are you doing here if you don't go back to your room?"

"It's not like this has never happened before, don't make a fuss!" Wang Fan said indifferently, and then aggressively pulled Song Qian onto the bed, saying, "Sleep!"

After the voice fell, the lights in the room went out instantly, and the whole house suddenly darkened.

Song Qian was speechless for a while, but she didn't say anything else. She closed her eyes and planned to sleep like this overnight.

Song Qian's figure was really good, and soon, Wang Fan began to intensify, not only holding the girl's shoulders tightly, but also running all over Song Qian's body with one leg.

This made Song Qian a little uncomfortable, but she didn't express too much.

She knows Wang Fan very well. He has a lust but no guts. He is still a beast of merit and principle, so she doesn't pay too much attention to it.

However, smelling Song Qian's faint body fragrance, coupled with this ambiguous posture, Wang Fan's lower body felt strangely hot.

This kind of dry weather, lonely men and widows, such an ambiguous posture, it is too easy to misfire.

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