A life of financial freedom

"This is delicious, this is also delicious..."

"How can there be such delicious food in the world? What kind of life did I have the past few days?"

"Chu Fang blames you!"

"..."

At noon, Chu Fang cooked a large table of dishes, all of which were Zhong Tingyue's favorite dishes.

Since she had already admitted defeat, Zhong Tingyue naturally had no intention of losing weight. She ate the dishes in a voracious manner, almost losing her ladylike appearance, like a refugee.

After experiencing those pure and simple foods, and eating the delicious food now, Zhong Tingyue felt that life had regained hope again.

Feel that life is so beautiful.

Lose weight?

Lose weight!

Sister, I just can't gain weight!

No more weight loss!

Chu Fang looked at Zhong Tingyue eating and drinking, with doubts in his eyes, looking his girlfriend up and down.

This woman really didn't gain weight!

He thought Zhong Tingyue would gain weight after eating a midnight snack and going to bed, but he didn't know that when he measured her weight, it was the same as the previous few days.

How strange!

Most of the dishes went into Zhong Tingyue's stomach. After eating, she collapsed on the sofa. Chu Fang touched her round belly, which was delicate and smooth, and felt very good. He patted it gently:

"After this doctor's examination, Ms. Zhong, you are pregnant. Please open your shirt. I want to see if your energy can support a baby's eating and drinking. If necessary, I want to try it first."

"Get lost!" Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyelids.

What a pervert!

"No, no, I won't get lost. I'll make you anxious to death."

Chu Fang smiled and then pulled Zhong Tingyue up from the sofa. The latter said lazily: "What are you doing?"

"Going shopping, you won't forget the bet between us, right?"

Zhong Tingyue sighed.

It's inevitable!

This is destined to happen in this life!

I, Zhong Tingyue, have a hard time.

Since she had already lost, she certainly fulfilled her promise and went to the store with Chu Fang to buy stockings.

Zhong Tingyue never wears stockings, whether flesh-colored or black. First, it is conservative, and second, she can't wear that thing, which feels very troublesome.

Chu Fang chose a luxurious clothing store and entered the women's area. He directly pointed at all the stockings he saw, white, black, and flesh-colored: "This, this, and this..."

The clerk was stunned, and always felt that Chu Fang was here to mess up the place, and whispered: "Don't want any of them?"

"All!" Chu Fang answered seriously.

Zhong Tingyue said: "Chu Fang, are you sick? Why buy so many?"

Make you look rich?

Chu Fang rolled his eyes at his girlfriend, and while looking at the beautiful stockings, he said: "Zhong Tingyue, I hope you can understand that the stockings are not prepared for you, but for me. I spend my own money, and you have no right to control it!"

The ultimate beneficiary of the stockings is Chu Fang. He will not wrong himself. He finally got a chance, so he naturally wants to enjoy it.

"..." Zhong Tingyue was speechless.

It really makes sense!

"Oh, handsome boy, you are so manly." The girl next to him said with a smile, "Don't buy any more, leave a few for us."

Chu Fang almost bought all the stockings in the store.

"Okay, beautiful and pretty little sister." Chu Fang made an OK gesture, "You are stunning without any decoration."

"Then who is prettier, me or your girlfriend?" the girl asked.

Zhong Tingyue stared at him with blinking eyes.

Chu Fang looked between the two of them and said, "Little sister, you are prettier. In addition to her beautiful appearance, good temperament and good inner qualities, Zhong Tingyue is not as good as you in other aspects."

Zhong Tingyue's mouth drew a shallow arc.

The girl was obviously a girl who could take a joke, and she rolled her eyes at Chu Fang: "Little handsome boy, you are not honest. I wanted to teach you some tips on stockings, but your words hurt my heart too much..."

Ah?

Seeing Chu Fang's regretful face, the girl burst out laughing and immediately explained the stockings skills to Chu Fang. He was naturally a studious student, listening carefully to the "teacher" and asking questions from time to time.

For example, from which angle is it comfortable to touch, what are the techniques, what is it like to get wet, and even... ...Can I lick it? ... ..., such perverted questions can sometimes stump the girl.

In a moment, a group of women gathered around, with Chu Fang as the center and stockings as the topic, and started a discussion.

A man was chatting with a group of girls in the women's area, openly and generously, without the timidity or shyness of other men.

Zhong Tingyue pulled the corner of her mouth, really admired her boyfriend's communication skills.

Even ifChu Fang has no money, but he can achieve something by relying on his connections.

After chatting for a long time, Chu Fang said goodbye reluctantly. After this discussion, he benefited a lot.

The beautiful lady squinted her eyes at her boyfriend and said, "You should learn from others and see how others are boyfriends."

"You are useless." The boyfriend shook his head.

"Humph, you don't take the initiative to fight for things you enjoy, do you want girls to take the initiative?" The beautiful lady snorted, "I won't buy stockings anymore, I don't know who I wear them for."

"Ah?" Her boyfriend stopped, "Don't, I can be like him."

... ...

After leaving the store, Zhong Tingyue looked at the purchased goods and couldn't help feeling distressed: "It's just a small pair of stockings, but it cost tens of thousands of yuan? It's a rip-off!"

Chu Fang looked at his girlfriend as if he had picked up a great bargain and said, "You are still young and don't understand."

"..."

Whatever, it's you who spends money, I can't control it.

Then the two went to a women's shoe store. Zhong Tingyue had high heels. After all, she used to wear formal clothes when she met clients at Yateng Yige. But Chu Fang refused to buy her high heels and insisted on buying them herself.

They bought a lot of high heels of various styles, filling up the car.

Chu Fang said while driving home: "I just want to know what the so-called 'Balenciaga' and 'Valentino' are."

"..."

You are quite knowledgeable... Zhong Tingyue thought.