To keep alive, I tempt Buddhists to lose control every day

After saying that, Jiang Yu got up and went to the bathroom.

After entering the cubicle, I heard Zhao Youlan chatting on the phone after a while.

"It's just a canary raised by a rich man. I guess her life is too boring. Being rich means being arrogant. He just formed a team to play with her."

Zhao Youlan laughed a few times and continued to complain, "She looks okay, otherwise how could she catch the eye of the big boss? But she's just a vase, she can't even drink, she doesn't know how to socialize, and she doesn't even know how to say a few words in a formality. She actually wants to be in the entertainment industry?"

[Host, you seem to be disliked. ]

Jiang Yu sneered: Oh, is she worthy?

Zhao Youlan held her phone between her shoulders and neck, washing her hands while continuing to talk on the phone, "I have to deal with my sponsor later. Oh, it's true, Mr. Fu is indeed the prince of Jincheng. His looks and figure are absolutely amazing! It's a pity that I like those little white flowers who pretend to be good. They look quiet and gentle on the outside, but I don't know how wild they are in bed..."

boom--

Jiang Yu walked towards the sink step by step, wearing high heels and twisting her waist.

She has a cold temperament, and when she doesn't speak, she exudes a sense of oppression, an aura that makes the soul tremble.

In the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of oppression from the strong is called coercion.

Zhao Youlan couldn't help but shiver. She never expected that the woman in front of her was the little white flower who had just pretended to be a good boy in the private room.

"Ms. Jiang, I..."

Zhao Youlan felt guilty for a moment and wanted to explain, but Jiang Yu interrupted her.

"Ms. Zhao, how did you lie under my bed and hear me making love on it?"

Jiang Yu turned around and shook the water off his hands. "Also, did you take off Fu Chenzhou's clothes and touch his eight-pack abs, or did you personally experience his perfect body? You sound envious and jealous, more like a single woman who has been unsatisfied for many years. If you really don't have money, I can treat you to a free dinner at a duck restaurant, so that you don't get yourself hurt."

"Ginger Fish, what the hell are you talking about?"

Zhao Youlan was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to slap Jiang Yu.

She thought Jiang Yu was a weak and helpless girl, but she didn't know that Jiang Yu was just too lazy to do anything.

Actually, fighting or something.

Jiang Yu is a swordsman, and she loves him super much, okay?

Since you want to provoke me first, I will fight you to the end!

Jiang Yu held Zhao Youlan's wrist with one hand and pinched the inside of her elbow with the other hand.

Zhao Youlan screamed, "It hurts!"

Of course it hurts, because it pinched her tendons.

Jiang Yu shook off her hand with agile movements, each of which was full of power and speed.

Before Zhao Youlan could react, Jiang Yu quickly went behind her, raised his right leg quickly, pointed his toes at her ankle, and hit her tendons with precise force.

The man was knocked to the ground in an instant.

Zhao Youlan was completely confused.

She thought it was over, but she didn't expect that the sword intent suppressed in Jiang Yu's body seemed to be on fire and was burning fiercely.

He stepped directly on her chest and almost broke her ribs.

At this moment, Zhao Youlan really began to get scared.

She fell to the ground, looking up at Jiang Yujun who was dominating the world, with a surge of hostility coming from him.

Jiang Yu, with red eyes, looked a bit possessed. "Who do you think you are? How dare you covet my person?"

Jiang Yu's Dantian was getting hotter and hotter, and the murderous intent could not stop surging out.

[Host, what's wrong with you? Can you please restrain yourself? ]

Noticing Jiang Yu's abnormality, the system went crazy.

Unlike the last time, Jiang Yu really lost control this time.

"Go back to the private room later and resign from Fu Chenzhou. You want to be my manager? Humph, are you qualified?"

Jiang Yu moved his feet, and the red corners of his eyes gradually returned to normal.

The two returned to the private room one after the other.

Jiang Yu looked fine, but Zhao Youlan seemed like a different person.

Zhao Youlan didn't dare to stay any longer, and simply stated that she was not qualified for the position of agent, so she found an excuse to shirk her responsibility, "My ability is limited, and I really can't provide any help to Miss Jiang. I hope Mr. Fu will find someone else."

Fu Chenzhou and Qin Jin looked at each other.

Zhao Youlan was clearly full of confidence before, and even patted her chest to guarantee that she could train Jiang Yu to become a top star.

Seeing Zhao Youlan fleeing in panic, Fu Chenzhou looked at Jiang Yu deeply again.

Ginger Fish ate the food leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

After dinner, the driver drove everyone back to the Fu family’s old house first, and then sent Qin Jin home.

"Boss Fu, the matter of the agent..."

Qin Jin sent Fu Chenzhou and Jiang Yu to the door before finally asking a question.

After working hard for most of the day, this is the result.

Fu Chenzhou didn't care. "There are plenty of agents. I'll post a job posting tomorrow and ask the headhunting company if there are any suitable candidates."

After returning to the old house, Fu Chenzhou went straight to the study.

After taking a bath, Jiang Yu wrapped herself in a light blue satin nightgown and without blowing her hair, she lay on the balcony to look at the moon.

The moon is big and round tonight.

In the quiet night, the moonlight also becomes soft.

"You don't blow dry your hair?"

Fu Chenzhou pulled Jiang Yu back to the bedroom, asked her to sit on the edge of the bed, and took out a hair dryer to dry her hair.

The two of them lay quietly on the bed, each occupying one side.

I thought everything was going to be peaceful like before.

Jiang Yu, however, tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He felt a slight burning sensation in his dantian area and was extremely restless.

My heart feels like it's being scratched by a cat's claws.

Itchy and painful!

The heat surged like a huge wave that overwhelmed all reason.

Finally, my mind went blank...

It rained all night last night, and the weather cleared up early in the morning.

It seemed as if the storm at night was just a dream.

Jiang Yu had clearly had a good sleep, but his entire body felt sore and weak, as if he had practiced sword skills too hard in Kunlun and his body was almost falling apart.

She struggled to pry open her eyelids, and her gaze paused slightly.

The collar of the dark blue bathrobe is very open, open enough to clearly see the strong chest muscles underneath.

Not only can you see it, but you can also feel it very well.

Because her two hands were on it.

She could even see the scratches on his neck up close.

Moving your eyes upwards, you will see Fu Chenzhou's handsome face.

Ouch!

dying!

What on earth did she do last night?

She quietly withdrew her hands and tried to slip out of bed without anyone noticing.

At this moment, Fu Chenzhou suddenly turned over and faced her with his back.

She didn't even dare to breathe.

She got out of bed quietly, bent down, and gently picked up the nightgown thrown on the carpet.

It wasn't until she escaped into the bathroom that she slapped her head in frustration.

How to do?

Wait a minute, how should she face Fu Chenzhou when he wakes up?

Didn’t she drink a bowl of bird’s nest porridge last night?

It is neither leek nor oyster.

Why is she so impulsive?