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    "In "The Morgue of Horror," my pen name is the Corpse Care Girl," Du Qianqian said.

    Hearing this name made people's scalp numb. Wang Baoyu looked horrified, but decided not to look. Du Qianqian saw Wang Baoyu's thoughts and giggled: "The corpse is not scary, the scary thing is the living person."

    "There are actually fans reading your book." Wang Baoyu sighed.

    ¡°This subject matter is very novel and can resonate with many readers.¡± Du Qianqian laughed.

    "True insights." Wang Baoyu gave a thumbs up.

    "By the way, I have a red mole on my foot. What does it mean?" Du Qianqian said.

    "It means wealth." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

    "Really? It didn't happen before."

    "Hey, if you grow seven, you can become the emperor." Wang Baoyu joked.

    What Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t expect was that Du Qianqian took off her small leather shoes and cotton socks with cartoon patterns on them, stretched out her pink and tender feet, and giggled: ¡°Look, it¡¯s right here.¡±

    "Where is it?" Wang Baoyu stared.

    "Look carefully, it's between the toes." Du Qianqian moved her big toes playfully. Fortunately, the little feet didn't stink, but had a special medicinal fragrance.

    Just when Wang Baoyu lowered his head to check where there was a red mole, the door that was originally ajar was suddenly pushed open, and Cheng Xueman wandered in, carrying a bottle of red wine in his hand.

    Cheng Xueman was stunned when he saw Wang Baoyu putting his face on Du Qianqian's feet. Wang Baoyu raised his head and felt that the action was inelegant and very embarrassing.

    Du Qianqian smiled nonchalantly, put her feet into Wang Baoyu's arms, and called Cheng Xueman, "Xueman, Baoyu's massage techniques are really good."

    "When did I give you a massage?" Wang Baoyu muttered and moved Du Qianqian's feet away. Du Qianqian quickly put on her shoes and socks, stood up, stretched her arms and said, "Relax, Baoyu, see you next time."

    After saying that, Du Qianqian walked beside Cheng Xueman and left with a proud look on her face, closing the door tightly.

    "Baoyu, you also hooked up with her." Cheng Xueman finally recovered and asked in shock.

    "It's not what you think." Wang Baoyu frowned and waved his hand.

    "Baoyu, no matter who you are with, you can't be with her. You are insulting me, you know." Cheng Xueman shouted.

    "Xueman, don't think wrongly, but it's my freedom to be with whom I want, and you have no right to interfere." Wang Baoyu said dissatisfied.

    Cheng Xueman took a sip of red wine, sat next to Wang Baoyu, and said, "Baoyu, even if I owe you, you can't indulge yourself. Du Qianqian is full of tricks. She must have been on good terms with Mr. Shen a long time ago."

    "Can't you think the best of people? Du Qianqian is a very good girl. I hope you will treat her as a friend and learn more from her." Wang Baoyu looked unhappy and lit a cigarette.

    "She, huh, is a disgusting person who relies on charm to climb up. Baoyu, she really had an affair with Mr. Shen. Many people know that if I were a man, I would definitely not want such a girl." Cheng Xueman looked down upon her.  said sarcastically.

    "What she does is her business, just be yourself." Wang Baoyu said sternly, thinking that Du Qianqian's scandal is nothing more than Shen Wencheng, and you have too many friends of the opposite sex to count.

    "Well, it's normal for a rich man like you to have three wives and four concubines." Cheng Xueman had obviously drunk too much and was still swaying while sitting on the sofa.

    "Kan Zhenliang asked you to come back. Didn't you have any instructions?" Wang Baoyu asked.

    "He asked me to urge you to find the prescription as soon as possible." Cheng Xueman said without hiding anything.

    Wang Baoyu sneered in his heart, knowing that Kan Zhenliang would not send people down for no reason. The reason why he sent Cheng Xueman was because he thought Cheng Xueman was familiar with him and it would be easier to do things. However, as time passed, people changed their hearts and no longer insisted on it.  original intention.

    Regardless of whether Kan Zhenliang is a mafia or not, just because he is thinking about his own prescription and has laid so many tricks in a roundabout way, that is because he has bad intentions. Wang Baoyu is not a fool now. Since Kan Zhenliang wants to play, I will play with you to the end.  .

    "Didn't Kan Zhenliang say the latest time when the prescription must be obtained?" Wang Baoyu asked.

    "I didn't say, I just told me to hurry up. Baoyu, please work harder. The company can't be idle all the time." Cheng Xueman said.

    "After the work is completed, he will pay you a lot of money, right?" Wang Baoyu asked with a smirk.

    "He didn't say anything. He said he would let me come here to exercise for a while and then let me go back to the group to work in the human resources department." Cheng Xueman said.

    ?Of course Wang Baoyu would not believe Cheng Xueman's words and said, "I already have several prescriptions. Don't worry, your mission will be completed successfully."

    "Baoyu, I knew you were the best." Cheng Xueman said, leaning on Wang Baoyu's shoulder and closing his eyes.

    "Xueman, after drinking so much, go back to the house and sleep." Wang Baoyu pushed her gently, a trace of pity rising in his heart. Cheng Xueman has the right to pursue a better life. From this point of view, everything is sanctimonious.  The so-called decent self-love will seem pale and feeble.

    "Baoyu, when I take off my heavy makeup when no one is around, I won't recognize myself when I look in the mirror." Cheng Xueman said with emotion.

    "Xueman, you are too tired from living. I don't believe you don't yearn for a simple life." Wang Baoyu said.

    "Who doesn't want to live a pure life, Baoyu, I'm used to the status quo. Every time I go out, I forget the loneliness of the lonely night. A strong unwillingness will occupy my whole soul. No matter how tired I am, I can't help but  I must cheer up and have only one goal in mind, which is to get ahead and live better than anyone else." Cheng Xueman murmured what was in his heart.

    "Xueman, aren't you having a hard time? From childhood to adulthood, there are many girls who envy your intelligence and family background." Wang Baoyu sighed.

    "But I am also envious of other people's lives. I can't control my jealousy." Cheng Xueman interrupted Wang Baoyu and said infatuatedly: "Baoyu, I miss you. Only you understand me."

    Cheng Xueman said, and moved her lips towards her in confusion, and caressed Wang Baoyu's chest with one hand.

    Wang Baoyu was distracted for a while. No matter how much he cursed Cheng Xueman, he had to admit that the more he cursed, the more he thought about. The innocent Cheng Xueman had long been imprinted in his heart.

    Just as he turned his head to avoid Cheng Xueman's passionate kiss, Cheng Xueman's lips pressed against his neck again, and his soft hands continued to slide downwards, mixed with the smell of alcohol and fragrance, and penetrated into Wang Baoyu's body.  The nostrils made him feel dazed, almost falling into confusion.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????? There was another knock on the door, Cheng Xueman suddenly let go of Wang Baoyu when he heard the sound, with a look of panic on his face, and he was half awake from the wine.
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