Allow her to be pampered

When Chi Rong returned to the mansion, he asked the kitchen to make all kinds of ice cream, and after a hearty meal, he just took a nap in the beauty corner of the small study.

Perhaps he worked too hard in the early days, but now that the exam is over, it seems like a tight string has let go of his strength. People are lazy, and they only take a short nap, and they sleep until [-]:[-] o'clock.

Wu Qing got off work, changed his shoes at the entrance, and then went straight back to the room, taking a panoramic view of Chi Rong's sleeping appearance.

The weather was so hot that she couldn't sleep comfortably, so she just unbuttoned all the buttons on her neckline, revealing a piece of snow-white flesh, with soft and weak undulations under the skin.

Wu Qingzhi patted her face: "Chi Rong, Chi Rong? Wake up."

Chi Rong babbled and babbled, still in a hazy sleep, and wanted to turn over and go back to sleep again, so she hummed softly: "...just sleep for a while..."

"If you sleep for a while, you won't be able to catch up with the o'clock for the opera."

Seeing that Chi Rong's cheeks were flushed in sleep, Wu Qingzhi couldn't help feeling fondly in his heart. He kissed her lightly on the lips, and then pinched her face, insisting on waking her up: "Chi Rong, I'm wrapping up at the theater today." I'll take you to the theater tonight."

As soon as these words came out, Chi Rong finally woke up leisurely, first rubbed his eyes, was stunned for a moment, seemed to be in a daze, and then asked vaguely: "...Which play are you watching? There are so many plays. I've seen it all..."

"Du Shiniang sank the treasure chest in anger."

As soon as the words were finished, Chi Rong immediately cheered up. Without waiting for Wu Qingzhi's urging, she consciously went to change clothes and wash up, changed into a beautiful dress, and took a photo in front of the mirror. She was a pretty girl.

The car drove away from the mansion, and the two sat in the back seat next to each other, Chi Rong was full of joy.

She had hidden her words because she had applied for the recruitment of a commercial firm privately, and after the exam, she had no reason to talk freely with Wu Qingzhi, so she had to keep her emotions in her heart.

And Wu Qingzhi was busy with work, so it was difficult for Chi Rong to ask him to listen to a play or watch a movie. He thought he had to give up, but he didn't expect that it was Wu Qingzhi who bought the ticket and came back first, as if he could always read her mind.

The car drove smoothly all the way, and finally stopped at the entrance of the theater. Wu Qingzhi helped Chi Rong out of the car, and the two were inseparable.

But instead of going to the theater, he led Chi Rong into a store, and only bought a small box of cooling oil.

Seeing this, Chi Rong was very puzzled: "Why did you buy this, don't you have it at home?"

They stood under the street lamp, the yellowish light cast a soft shadow on Wu Qingzhi's face, he unscrewed the cap of the cooling oil, dipped some ointment on his fingertips, and lightly tapped on Chi Rong's wrist.

Wu Qingzhi's hands were dry and warm, and his fingertips were rubbing gently on her wrist, pushing the ointment away.

"You attract mosquitoes so much, apply some medicine first to prevent it."

As Wu Qingzhi spoke, he squatted down again, not to mention Chi Rong's ankle, he had to rub the medicine carefully before giving up.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, although Yue An lacked a lot of entertainment, there was still an endless stream of people watching the theater. After all, those who pay for entertainment are always the rich. Floods and plagues have nothing to do with them.

Therefore, the people who come and go in front of this theater are all graceful lords and ladies. All the gentlemen are high-class people, and they all know each other a little bit.

So when the two of them entered the theater, cut the tickets, and were about to go to the box on the second floor, it was not uncommon for them to be stopped by someone.

"Boss Wu! Oh, isn't this Boss Wu!"

Wu Qingzhi turned his head when he heard the sound, but when he saw the person behind him, he frowned.

I saw that this person was well-dressed, wearing a suit and leather shoes, but only the shirt on his belly was torn apart.

If it is not Jin Shihe, the boss of Jin, who else can be such a fat man dressed up like this.

Chi Rong was also startled when he saw who was coming, and went straight to hide behind Wu Qingzhi.

On such a good date, she unexpectedly met Boss Jin, whom she hated the most. Chi Rong still couldn't forget the man's sensual and explicit eyes, and the good mood of watching the play disappeared immediately.

But they met each other on a narrow road, and if they didn't say hello, they would be caught talking. In desperation, Wu Qingzhi had no choice but to bite the bullet and exchange greetings with Boss Jin.

"Good night, Boss Jin. I'll bring my wife to listen to the show and relax. I've reserved a wing room, so I won't bother you."

Wu Qingzhi spoke politely, even with a bit of alienation, but this Boss Jin deliberately turned a deaf ear to him, and said with a stern face: "Boss Wu, what you said is not a coincidence! Since you and I have met, it is God's will. If we are not together today Sit down in the box and have a cup of tea, I will never let you go!"

After all, Boss Jin's eyes went straight past Wu Qingzhi and stuck to Chi Rong's body.

This Mrs. Wu is really greedy!Since the last dance, Jin Shihe was drunk by Chi Rong's three bowls of wine, and ate a big dick at her place. When he woke up from a hangover the next day, Boss Jin was not only not angry, but he couldn't forget this petite Mrs. Wu .

With such a pure face, and a hot temper, it really drove him crazy!
So Jin Shihe ordered the mistresses around him to dress up as female students, but once these women who played and sang every night wiped off their makeup, powder and lipstick, they would reveal sallow faces, which made him lose his appetite.

Only this Mrs. Wu, who is far away in the sky, has a face like a silver basin, and her lips are spotlessly red.

Jin Shihe was thinking of Mrs. Wu, and he was scratching his head. Today, he met and caught her in the theater, how could he let her go!
Chi Rong was staring frightenedly at Boss Jin, when she saw a plump figure gradually approaching, and when she got closer, it turned out to be her classmate Peng Yiru!
Peng Yiru changed her daytime attire, her black hair was braided, and she was wearing a white coat and green skirt. She looked pure and deliberate, and looked extremely abrupt in Xiangyi Liying's theater.

Chi Rong then called out: "Peng Yiru, you are here too! Who are you going to the theater with?"

I saw Peng Yiru twisting the handkerchief, her face was dull, and her expression was even more rigid. She walked to Boss Jin's side in a short step, lowered her head slightly, and said in a very low voice: "I... I am with Mr. Jin... ..."

As soon as the words fell, before Chi Rong asked in surprise, it was Boss Jin who opened the mouth first, and explained urgently: "Mrs. Wu doesn't know something. Peng Yiru is my niece. Her father is not free, so he asked me to take her out to see her." See the world!"

Hearing this, Peng Yiru, who was originally silent, raised his head firmly and looked straight at Boss Jin. His pair of dark pupils shrank suddenly, and a fire flashed in his eyes, but then went out immediately.

Chi Rong always felt that the atmosphere was too weird. She had never heard that Father Peng was related to Boss Jin, but she had no position to ask, so she gave Wu Qingzhi a look for help.

Wu Qingzhi smiled at Chi Rong gently and firmly, and said to Boss Jin just now: "It seems that Miss Peng is my wife's classmate, maybe she is not married yet, then Boss Jin just takes Miss Peng to the theater, I am not a foreigner." Sorry to bother you, Mrs. Portable is leaving."

After finishing speaking, without leaving a trace, he put his arms around Chi Rong's slender waist, turned and left.