Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Seeing Zhong Rong's hesitation, Sang Qingjiu took a step closer to him and pinched his chin with two fingers. "Little beauty, think about it carefully."

"Aren't you short of money?"

"Stay with me and you will make money faster than any song you sell, and it will be more."

The soft fingertips gently caressed his pinkish, shining lips.

The smile on Sang Qingjiu's face became brighter and brighter.

Zhong Rong blinked slightly.

The curled eyelashes flickered, casting some shadows under his eyes.

She is right.

I am really short of money.

Thinking of the urging calls from the hospital every day, Zhong Rong couldn't help but pursed his lips, "Then, what do you need me to do?"

"Stay with me."

"Five million?"

"Yes, half a million."

Sang Qingjiu's lips curled up slightly, "If I were happy, I might give you more than this amount of pocket money every month."

"Let me think about it..."

"If you miss tonight, you won't have the chance."

Sang Qingjiu playfully pinched his embarrassed cheek, "How about coming with me?"

Zhong Rong:......

"How old are you?"

After two seconds of silence, he suppressed the question.

"twenty two."

"what?"

twenty two?

Zhong Rong looked at Sang Qingjiu carefully and realized that she was indeed not very old. "You just graduated this year? Are you also a student of Huayin?"

"No, I am a student of Shanghai University of Finance and I graduated this year."

It's only April.

Speaking of which...

Sang Qingjiu frowned. It seems that the original owner's thesis has not been written yet. Forget it, let's talk about it then.

"Why did you choose Bao, that me?"

“Do one good deed a day.”

Sang Qingjiu said seriously.

Zhong Rong's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

When he was still thinking about what to ask, Sang Qingjiu grabbed his wrist and pulled him directly to the luxury car parked on the roadside.

Pulling open the car door, she pushed hard and put the person into the back seat.

"Okay, let's go to the hotel."

Sang Qingjiu said.

Wine and hotel!

"So fast?"

Zhong Rong blurted out, then became shy and couldn't help but blush, "I'm not, I..."

"cell phone."

"what?"

Seeing that he couldn't react, Sang Qingjiu took out his phone from his pocket, took his hand and unlocked the screen.

add friend.

Retrieve bank card information.

transfer!

Each step is like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is called smooth and smooth.

【ding~】

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Is this the account?

But he... agreed?

Zhong Rong's hand holding the phone was slightly firm, and a hint of sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Did he sell himself out now?

To be someone else's...little lover?

Thinking about it, Zhong Rong glanced at Sang Qingjiu again.

Looking at her noble, capable, and young face, I felt as if I was not at a loss.

Forget it.

The money has arrived.

I pray that his sponsor sister doesn't have some unknown bad habits, otherwise he will be sad.

Zhong Rong couldn't help but let out a breath, "Thank you, boss."

"You're welcome."

Sang Qingjiu put her hand on his thigh with a smile.

Zhong Rong was startled, and his thigh muscles tensed up.

"Relax, I can't eat people."

Noticing that the muscles under his palms were a little stiff, Sang Qingjiu patted them twice more.

However, her comfort did not really make Zhong Rong relax. Instead, he became even more nervous.

After a while, he said quietly, "Where are we going?"

“Rongjin Hotel.”

A well-known old brand in Imperial City, five figures per night, the service is quite guaranteed and trustworthy!

Zhong Rong clicked on the map navigation——

Drive for an hour and a half.

"Sang, Miss Sang."

After thinking for a long time, Zhong Rong still chose this title, "It's a bit far from the school. I have an early class at eight tomorrow."

"Is it important?"

"Very important."

Sang Qingjiu tilted her head to look at him, leaned over and chuckled, "Call me, sister, come and listen."

"Sister, sister."

"So nice."

Sang Qingjiu glanced at the driver who was not looking here, then kissed Zhong Rong's fair and tender face, "Driver, take us to the best hotel nearby."

Driver:...

This time he really couldn't help but look behind him.

This woman can really mess around.

Let him drive to school, but he has to take a detour, and now he has to take his beautiful brother to the hotel~

A little money is a big deal!

You are actually causing harm to the country’s flowers and bones here!

"I'll give you a thousand more."

Sang Qingjiu's casual voice came from the back seat.

The driver cleared his throat and said, "No problem, Miss. I know there is a hotel near this school that is particularly suitable. It provides a better experience than a five-star hotel."

He drove the car and jumped out with a "whoosh".

Three to five minutes later, I flicked my tail and entered the parking space.

"Miss, it's just upstairs. Grand Hyatt Hotel, you deserve it."

The driving attitude was very good.

Sang Qingjiu waved his hand and gave him a thousand yuan, then turned off the car and took Zhong Rong straight to the hotel.

As for Zhong Rong~

He has no say here.

After opening the room and entering, Sang Qingjiu asked 1199 to scan it to make sure there were no cameras in the hotel, and then smiled and hooked Zhong Rong's clothes.

Zhong Rong quickly grabbed her, "Sang, sister, please slow down."

His voice is actually very nice.

It is a very standard teenage sound, as clear and clean as the "ding-dong" sound of unpolluted spring water in the mountains.

It matches his face perfectly.

"Okay, I'll slow down~"

Sang Qingjiu lowered his voice slightly and lengthened his tone.

A slow sentence, low-pitched, rational, somewhat mature, charming but not enchanting...

It was like a violin playing in the Golden Hall of Vienna.

Noble and pleasant.

But this voice was mixed with a bit of sultry desire.

The white light in the room suddenly turned pink.

The atmosphere became ambiguous at this moment.

Zhong Rong lowered his eyes and looked at Sang Qingjiu, who was unbuttoning his white shirt with one hand. The gold-rimmed glasses on her eyes were reflecting the faint light.

He raised his hand and took off his glasses.

Then he glanced into those narrow and charming phoenix eyes.

Something is stirring in the air.

His eyes tightened.

"Sister, sister."

Zhong Rong, who had never had such an experience, couldn't help but feel a little at a loss, and shouted unconsciously under the sudden violent beating of his heart.

"Hmm~"

Sang Qingjiu made two noises from his nose and touched his abdomen with his fingertips, "I can't tell~ you still have eight-pack abs."

"I usually practice."

"That just gives me an advantage."

Zhong Rong's figure is almost a standard inverted triangle, with wide shoulders, narrow waist, raised hips and long legs.

The chest and abdominal muscles are not very full, but the lines are quite beautiful.

Sang Qingjiu immediately dragged him to the bed, his deer-like eyes filled with obvious nervousness.

Rejection and expectation were fighting repeatedly in his mind.

He held Sang Qingjiu's hand in a daze, not knowing what to do.