Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 321: Sexuality

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Feng Wan walked away with the freckled little editor who was sitting next to him. As usual, the two of them would hesitate to find a small restaurant near the newspaper office for dinner before returning home. But today Feng Wan walked to the door of the newspaper office, where the Zhou Qingfeng run-down Mercedes-Benz pick-up was blocked.

Although the Tianyang Newspaper Office is broken, it is also about literary creation. There are still a lot of beautiful female editors here, and there are always people who come to pick up girls on weekdays. It's just that other people's pick-up girls use luxury cars with luxurious appearance. In front of them, this pick-up worth more than 8 million is a broken car in the eyes of everyone. Many employees of the newspaper office stared at it with strange expressions.

"Oh my god, who is so creative in the end? Actually drove a pick-up to pick people up."

"The paint that has been broken is all painted off. It looks like it was picked up from the trash."

"Hey ..., did you say that the Mercedes-Benz trademark was welded to an auto repair shop? How much does it cost?"

Various mocking voices are spreading, and everyone has to leave the main entrance of the newspaper office at this moment of work. There are always whispers of annoyance and laughter.

"Who the **** are you waiting for, is it the little beauty in the financial version?"

"I do n’t know? It might be the wave hoof of the editor room."

A bunch of people are watching at the door when they are idle, just wondering who this is waiting for? The little freckled editor sharpened his eyes and exclaimed: "Why, who is driving the pick-up? This taste is really too low."

Feng Wan listened to the word ‘pick-up’ and immediately looked up, and she was in a panic. She quickly pushed the ‘little freckles’ around her and said, “Hey ... I suddenly had something wrong and I wo n’t eat with you today.”

"Ah ..., well, which rice noodle shop to eat tonight, why?" "Little freckles" asked in surprise.

Feng Wan is making an excuse, the window of the opposite pick-up is lowered, revealing half of Zhou Qingfeng's's face. With a chuckle in her heart, she thought that it was broken. The door of this newspaper office was nowhere else. As long as the face of Zhou Qingfeng appeared, a bunch of people would gather around.

"Someone came to pick me up, I'll go first." Feng Wan sprinted up on high heels, walked to the front passenger seat of pick-up and pulled in the car door, then drilled in, and whispered: "Do not lower the window, drive fast . "

Zhou Qingfeng wears a pair of big sunglasses, his hair is a little messy, but quite stylish. He turned his head and wanted to say hello to his lover and sister, chat a few words, but couldn't help but also followed the 'little freckles' just next to Feng Wan, and cried out curiously through the window: "Feng Elder Sister Wan, who is this ? "

Feng Wan was in a hurry, kissed Zhou Qingfeng's on the head, and prevented ‘little freckles’ from seeing Zhou Qingfeng's ’s face. Then the other hand pressed the window lift button to raise the window. In the end, ‘Little Freckles’ shouted ‘Elder Sister Wan, you ’re fooling’. She only saw a man sitting in the car, and she did n’t know anything else.

What's even more surprising is that there are a lot of busy idlers at the door of the newspaper office. After seeing the most beautiful She Hua in the newspaper office sitting in pick-up, everyone dropped their glasses.

"Oh, who is this person? Actually hooked up our newspaper's most beautiful Feng Wan with a broken pick-up."

"Feng Wan has been divorced for two years, but the temperament has not only been depressed, but has a good temperament, especially the charm of a mature woman. This can't help but think of a man. Opening a pick-up can soak her away.

"The face, figure, chest and buttocks of Feng Wan are excellent. Gee ... This is that man so blessed?"

Among different opinions, Zhou Qingfeng smiled and drove away. He looked at Feng Wan with a straight face, and couldn't help but say, "What's wrong? I just came from the Caribbean, uh no ..., I came back from the laboratory and wanted to surprise you. This hasn't gotten off the bus yet, you were blocked Come back. "

"Don't say surprises, you are shocking me. In the future, you are not allowed to be so handsome and you will come to the newspaper office where I work." Feng Wan saw a bunch of flowers in the back seat of the car. How many people are searching for your tracks, and you just ran out to buy flowers so carelessly? "

Zhou Qingfeng shrugged and smiled: "A star in life is different from a star in a movie. I'm an ordinary person walking on the road. Others don't even care who I am. I don't walk out without sunglasses in the morning. In a lap, no one recognized me! "

"You are not allowed to sway around like this, otherwise something will happen sooner or later." Feng Wan was angry and stared at Zhou Qingfeng tightly, "I still want to talk to you for a few more days, I don't want you to dump me so early."

Looking at Feng Wan staring and suddenly crying, Zhou Qingfeng quickly parked the car on the side of the road and hugged the woman softly and comforted: "Fool, how could I dump you? It's too late to feel hurt."

"Just know how to coax me, do you know how many women want to have a leg with you? Thousands of thousands! Do you know if there is an international superstar to be a boyfriend, how much pressure do I have? Every day I watch the news, I am all With a surprised expression.

Wow ..., my boyfriend is getting handsome again.

Wow ..., my boyfriend is more famous again.

Wow ..., my boyfriend's worth has risen again.

You only have one movie now that has become popular all over the world, from red to purple. When you have more movies in the future, what should I do? Will definitely be dumped. "

Feng Wan resented herself like a little woman and finally got into Zhou Qingfeng and rubbed hard. The Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly: "I bought this bunch of flowers, but I have no money on it. Where do I come from? What is the value? I still want to rely on you to pay for dinner."

What Zhou Qingfeng is telling is the truth. He is in a world of Wasteland. He is rich and enemies, but he has always been short of money in reality. It was easy to get some money into the biochemical laboratory of the NTZ project, but it was related to his life, not investing money.

But Feng Wan doesn't believe it at all. She really enjoys the feeling that men depend on themselves. The more Zhou Qingfeng said she wanted to eat soft rice, the happier she was. With such a handsome little wolfhound around, what is the price of a little meal?

"I just like how you lied to me, and I deceived it seriously." Feng Wan didn't believe that Zhou Qingfeng, an international superstar, would be short of money. This must be an alternative way for men to please themselves. "To praise you for being so good, come here quickly, I want to kiss."

The men and women in the car were immediately entangled, and it was almost time for the thunder to catch fire, and there was a car shock battle. But then Zhou Qingfeng's mobile phone suddenly came to SMS, Didi barked.

"Um ..., your phone has SMS."

"Regardless of it."

Zhou Qingfeng just untied the neckline of Feng Wan's and licked it between two big white rabbits. Feng Wan had to help Zhou Qingfeng take the phone out of his pocket by himself, and clicked and said, "There is a guy named 'GOD' who sent you SMS."

"What?" Zhou Qingfeng had to lift his head from Feng Wan's's chest when he heard the word "GOD".

Feng Wan continued to read: "I booked your ticket for Shanghai today. You will need to participate in a live broadcast interview program at the Shanghai International Film Festival tomorrow. Good luck!"

Did you make a mistake ... Let me participate in the talk show? This is to kill me! (To be continued.)