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"Fang Funong! Fang Funong!" Even forgetting the simple action of pulling out his mobile phone to call the police, Zhan Yifei knelt down on one knee in front of the sports car, trying to check Fang Funong's injury.The car body was deformed, and there was no certainty whether the people inside were dead or alive. He didn't hear someone in the car answering him, and felt his heart jump into his throat: "Fang Funong? Are you still alive, Fang Funong?"

"Not dead yet."

Zhan Yifei's knees were so weak that he couldn't stand up, he just turned his head in the direction of the sound - he saw the man leaning against the silver Porsche, and then walking towards him, with a slight smile on his lips, even Looking at her eyes is also affectionate.

"I used to drive a Porsche, and it was easier to control. I proposed to change the car, and Yan Qin agreed." Fang Funong came to Zhan Yifei, bent down, and held his face with both hands.Looking into his eyes, kissed his nose, and asked with a smile, "Baby, why are you crying?"

As soon as he was shocked, Zhan Yifei's eye sockets were burning, but when Fang Funong asked him this plausible question, he really cried.He raised his face and looked at him, his long and narrow phoenix eyes glistened with water, and the water droplets in the corners of his eyes were trembling.

"Your eyes..." The feeling of déjà vu reappeared, Fang Funong gently wiped Zhan Yifei's eyes with his thumb, and by accident, he lowered his head and kissed them.

The ground was slippery on a rainy day, and it happened to be another big curve. This was a rollover caused by the speed of the car, and no one else had anything to do with it.Fortunately, Yan Qin was just stuck in the car, and he was very angry when he shouted, and it seemed that he was fine.After a while, firefighters rushed to the scene and rescued him with demolition tools.

When the firefighters were rescuing people, two men sat side by side on the side of the road, the chilly wind blowing on their faces, and the fine rain falling on their hair.Zhan Yifei put the hard box of mints into his mouth, and immediately regained his domineering look.

He was still angry about what had happened that night.

Fang Fu Nong was also a little scared, he wanted to accompany that Kuo Shao for a couple of laps, and then he admitted defeat, but he didn't expect that the other party suddenly overturned the car.Once casualties are caused, such speed cannot escape criminal responsibility.

"Why did he agree to drag racing with you?" Zhan Yifei asked after being silent for a while.

"Probably some of my words misunderstood him. He thought we had... had sex."

Zhan Yifei hummed softly, "Hands are fast enough."

"Serving the leader wholeheartedly, how can I do without one or two basic skills?" Seeing that the other party was unhappy, as if he was still worrying about the parking lot, Fang Funong changed the topic, "You are old, how can you do it?" I also like candy."

"Since primitive humans, people have been fond of sweet taste. Sweet taste conveys a safe signal to the taste organs of mammals. Things containing sweet taste can be eaten. Sucrose was once as expensive as gold. Aristocratic luxury, Henry IV Candy boxes symbolizing the privileged class of women were placed at the wedding banquet, and as Islam spread to Europe, people also wrote the medicinal use of sucrose into medical manuals..."

With mints in his mouth, Zhan Yifei explained his "sweet addiction" in a natural tone, but this time it was Fang Funong's turn to laugh disapprovingly.

"What I said is true," said the man with a serious expression on his face. "You can read Westminster's writings."

Fang Funong smiled: "I just think it's childish to like sweetness like this."

"You don't like it because you eat sugar in the wrong way every time."

Fang Funong was puzzled: "What is the correct way?"

Zhan Yifei turned his head to look at him, and suddenly moved his face closer - he bit the mint between the upper and lower front teeth, his lips touched his upper lip, and the mint was delivered from one man's mouth to the other. In the man's mouth, they made a handover with their teeth.

The sugar has been half-melted, moist and soft, Fang Funong immediately felt a refreshing sweetness jumping on the tip of the tongue, spreading throughout the body through the taste buds.

Zhan Yifei threw another candy into his mouth, looked at the man beside him, and slightly curled his mouth: "Do you like it?"

This candy was almost mixed with Mongolian sweat medicine. In Fang Funong's eyes, he could see nothing but these black phoenix eyes.He pressed the back of Zhan Yifei's head, sucked his two thin and soft lips, and then let his tongue get in.

The competition was more fierce than a tongue kiss. The tongues of the two snatched the mints in each other's mouths, sucking the sweetness without dropping any corners, and their mouths were full of sweet and greasy saliva.

The kiss was so forgetful and focused, Zhan Yifei stretched out his hands to grope Fang Funong's body, even forgetting that he was at the scene of a car accident, pinched the other's hard psoas muscles with one hand, then unzipped his pants in a blink of an eye, stretched go in-

Although it was a man's finger, it was also delicate and slender. The cold fingertip rubbed against the fiery root a few times, and suddenly squeezed it hard.

The four connected lips finally parted, Fang Funong moaned in a low voice, his heart was in a bad mood, he was so confused that he didn't even know that his life was in the other party's hands!This crotch organ is the most vulnerable place of a man, not to mention that Zhan Yifei's attacks are not light or heavy, if he uses a little more force, he will cry and beg for mercy.

"I don't like others to tease me, and I hate others to lie to me even more." The long and narrow phoenix eyes showed a fierce light, and Zhan Yifei still used his index finger and thumb to force each other, clamping the half-erect penis like crab claws, " Let me remind you, enough is enough, don't go too far."

The feeling of being tightly packed is not good. Fang Fu Nong endured the pain and showed a rogue smile: "If you really like it that much, let's find a private place, and I will let you touch it completely naked."

Zhan Yifei loosened his fingers, but he was not willing to let go.I was quite drunk that night, so I didn't feel it, and I didn't feel it when I touched it before, but now I realized that the skin on this thing is as smooth as fat, and the front end is plump and soft, and it feels wonderful in the hand.And it's only in a semi-hard state, it's heavy in the hand, and the size is quite good.

A policeman came over to question him, Zhan Yifei blocked the policeman's sight with his back, and reluctantly touched the thing twice before helping Fang Funong to zip up and adjust his clothes.

Not wanting to share weal and woe, he got up and left, and turned around after not walking far: "By the way, you said earlier that the show had changed the plan, what do you mean?"

"The plan is in your mailbox, we will discuss it in detail another day." The other party's eyes were extremely distrustful, Fang Funong put away his smile, and looked back with a "clear conscience".

The policeman said to him, "Get out your driver's license."

The night covered the embarrassment between the crotch, Fang Funong didn't stand up, but reached for the pocket where the wallet was, only to find it was empty.He immediately came to his senses, turned his head to look at Zhan Yifei, who hadn't gone far, and saw that the other party had stopped in his tracks—he didn't look back, he just shook a wallet in his hand, and then waved his hand very lightly, The wallet was thrown into the trash can on the sidewalk.

The rain has completely stopped, the night breeze is blowing, and there is only a little bit of spring cold left.It is really refreshing to learn from the barbarians with their skills to control the barbarians.

In this accident, deduction of points and fines is certain, but because the two cars did not collide before the overturn, they escaped from prison.

As usual, Fang Funong didn't go to work until ten o'clock. In the president's office, Fang Funong's assistant was waiting by the side, waiting for Zhan Yifei to sign the fee application form.

380 million.This money may be a drop in the bucket to Yan Qin, but it doesn't matter so much to him.

Zhan Yifei turned the pen in his hand, looked at the 380 million filled form for a long time, without saying a word.He looked at the sponsorship plan for the remake of the last play, and it can basically be regarded as perfect, but it's hard to say whether it's worth the price.

After another few minutes of silence, he suddenly raised his face and asked, "What's your name?"

"Stella, Director Fang's assistant."

"Do you think your director is attractive?"

This question was like a trap, and the girl named Stella answered ambiguously: "It's...not bad."

"Your answer obviously didn't come from the heart." Zhan Yifei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the other party, "Another question, if he invited you to dinner, would you go to the appointment? If he gave you a gift, would you accept it?" ?”

"I don't quite understand what that means..."

"Short answer, yes, or no?"

"Yes." The girl has graduated for three years, no more than a fledgling rookie, she will not be at a loss because of such a problem, she emphasizes that she is by no means a special case, every single woman in the company can't resist the charm of the PR director.

Zhan Yifei smiled, "Yes, I will too."

He bowed his head and signed the fee application form. The handwriting was beautiful and flamboyant.

As soon as 60.00% of the sponsorship fee was transferred from Miya to Mr. Chen's company account, 120 million went into Fang Funong's personal pocket, and the first month's interest was successfully repaid.

Zhan Yifei finally transferred Stella to the administration department and arranged for another person to be Fang Funong's special assistant.He said that Zhan Yuanyuan, who is about to graduate, was asked by the school to go out for an internship, so he was simply arranged in Miya's PR department, where she could train and study with Fang Funong.

Even Zhan Yuanyuan herself was very surprised, because she had proposed to her brother many times, but was rejected without mercy every time.

But Fang Funong clearly knew the whole story, and it was too early to gain the man's "trust". Zhan Yifei planted a pair of eyes beside him, and the message he conveyed was very obvious.

Just enough.

It may not be so easy to make money again, but Mr. PR is not in a hurry: if you want to coax a child who likes sweets, you just need to give them sweets.