Re-employment of divorced and abandoned women

"Okay." Jiang Qingyan reluctantly said, "Where are your friends?"

"I don't have any friends." Only then did Fang Yi show her true colors, "What a coincidence, this is a scenic spot!"

"Ah?" Jiang Qingyan was taken aback, "Then we..."

"Then let's save some money and sleep in the open?" Fang Yi's smile widened, like a little fox catching prey.

Jiang Qingyan made a gesture to hit her: "You are crazy."

This is Mutu Mountain, although it is not a barren mountain, but it is cold at night, Jiang Qingyan is afraid that it will be published on the news society edition the next day, and the headline has already come to mind:

——Two female college students slept in the barren hills and were brutally raped.

Fang Yi's smile is real, and Jiang Qingyan's annoyance is also real.

From the very beginning, Fang Yi carried the backpack, water bottle and other miscellaneous items by himself. After a whole day of climbing, she was a little weak in physical strength, and Jiang Qingyan took advantage of several advantages.

Fang Qi was hit on the head twice, and fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

At first, Jiang Qingyan thought she was playing tricks on Qiao, and after a few minutes of cold staring, Fang Yi really couldn't stand up, so she took it seriously, fearing that she would hurt someone seriously, she hurried forward to check.

The concern is palpable.

Jiang Qingyan didn't care about the mud on the mountain, she dragged Jiang Qingyan off and sat on her body.

"Where did the little lady come from in the barren mountains and wild mountains? Could it be that she was transformed by the fox fairy?" She was smiling, what is it if she is not a disciple?

Then he said: "To die under the skirt of such a beautiful lady is not to be in vain."

When she spoke, her tone was frivolous, but it was clear that her frivolity was a kind of temptation.Her voice was a little hoarse, her warm face was pressed against Jiang Qingyan's ears, and all the breath she spit out was sprayed on the skin of her neck and neck behind her ears.

Different from the cold night wind.

Fang Yi's temperature is hot.

So, on this bleak autumn night, Jiang Qingyan felt hot all over.There is a nameless fire running around in the lower abdomen.

She had never experienced anything like this before, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.

Surrounded by Fang Yi, Jiang Qingyan sat on her body blankly, only feeling that the meat shield under her body was extremely comfortable, and there was a faint fragrance floating into the tip of her nose.

The fragrance is faint, not the kind of sweet fragrance that girls are used to, but light, cold, like a very calm woody fragrance.

Fang Yi loves this kind of neutral cold fragrance the most, she jokingly called it: gentle scum fragrance.

"Are you tired? If you're tired, rest in my arms for a while, and we'll be on our way soon. Passing by Lanruo Temple, passing by the barren mountains..." Fang Yi babbled nonsense in a serious manner, really treating herself as a scholar in trouble .

Jiang Qingyan only felt a hot blush on her face.While cursing himself for being spineless, and probably due to psychological effects, his legs really felt sore, and he made a gesture to get up twice, but both failed.

Fang Yi circled her, and at first said a few words, but later buried her head in Jiang Qingyan's neck, and remained silent.

There was only slightly heavier breathing than usual, spraying behind Jiang Qingyan's ears, itching, hot, and numb.

Jiang Qingyan thought that she was probably tired too, and the backpack was quite heavy, so she kept taking care of her during the climb.

Jiang Qingyan struggled to get up, her hands were not light or heavy, and she didn't know where she bumped into Fang Yi again.

I only heard Fang Yi snort, her voice was filled with unbearable depression: "Don't move." She said, with a rare exasperation and serious tone.

Jiang Qingyan was puzzled, and reached out to touch Fang Yi's forehead.

Strange, even hotter than her.

"Could it be a fever?" Jiang Qingyan wanted to ask again.

Fang Yi sighed, and hugged Jiang Qingyan even tighter, wishing to rub her into his own flesh and blood.

"You little grinder." She said, sighing, unable to express one tenth of a millionth of her feelings.

"I really want to punish you on the spot." Fang Yi said, in that kind of helpless, forbearing, and hateful tone.

After finishing speaking, he hummed twice, just hummed, but did not make any unnecessary movements.

Jiang Qingyan only felt that the strength of this person's hands had increased a little bit, imprisoning her so that she could hardly breathe.

Fang Yi's lips were searching for something near Jiang Qingyan's neck, but to no avail, as if she was lonely, she gently pecked at the back of her neck.

Jiang Qingyan wanted to hide.

Fang Yi's breathing was heavy, and there was a crying sound: "Just a moment." She said, "Let me slowly..."

She didn't say it clearly, Jiang Qingyan seemed to understand something suddenly, and the blush on her face became even worse.

The night is dark and the wind is high, the barren mountains and wild mountains, and the cold fragrance is blowing on her face, Fang Yi embraces her in such an ambiguous posture, and speaks such ambiguous love words...

As if escaping from the social crowd, at this time and here, the most primitive human emotions can be vented more unreservedly.Fang Yi's emotion was warm and agitated.

Jiang Qingyan's heart skipped a beat.

She murmured, not knowing how to respond to her.

She's not ready yet.

After another half hour, the night wind was cold.

Fang Yi finally calmed down in the cold wind, she exposed her head from Jiang Qingyan's neck: "Hey, little lady." She became the smiling Fang Yi again.

"Little lady, is it comfortable to sit?"

Jiang Qingyan finally stood up smoothly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Where are we going now?"

"You should ask the little lady? Why don't you take me back to your Pansi Cave, and we'll have a good time."

Fang Yi lost her dignity again, patted the dust off her body, stood up, took Jiang Qingyan's hand very naturally, and walked her in a direction.

This time, Jiang Qingyan did not refuse.

She thought, mediocrity.If you can't figure it out, just follow your intuition.Now that she has held her hand, then follow her.Wherever she goes.Anyway, follow along.

"I'm just joking with you, go there, we have a place to live." Only then did Fang Yi confide the truth.

"Yes." Jiang Qingyan said.Even though she had no direction, she decided to follow her all the way forward.

The road ahead is still dark.So what?

Whose future in life is not dark?Who is not groping forward?

It doesn't matter.Jiang Qingyan suddenly calmed down.

They come, the security.

The road of life is originally short and long. There are often winds and frosts on the road, and the wind and frost hit the face. It is a trivial matter.

As long as there is company, as long as someone holds her hand in the dark of groping.

Then, even if the future is long, windy, frosty, snowy and rainy, it is not a big deal.

Jiang Qingyan turned back and took Fang Yi's palm.

She thought, no matter which path she chooses, she can always reach the end.isn't it?

After walking for a while, Fang Yi's voice showed excitement and joy.She pointed to a small bungalow not far away and said, "There is a villa area."

Jiang Qingyan nodded: "I see."

It seemed that it was close at hand, but it took another ten minutes to actually walk, and the exhausted two finally reached the gate.

Jiang Qingyan was a little tired, rubbing her increasingly sore legs.It's good that he didn't rest just now, he pumped up his energy, and laughed and squabbled with Fang Yi for a while, but the weakness swept through his whole body.

"Is there a homestay here?" Jiang Qingyan yawned. She set off at six o'clock in the morning, and now it's almost ten o'clock in the evening.She boasted that she had good physical strength, but she also showed signs of fatigue.

I really don't know if this Fang Yi is a superman, but his spirit is still so good.But she is still carrying a heavy burden.Jiang Qingyan bit her lip, a little lamenting the unfairness of the Creator.

Fang Yi really took advantage of the right time and place.

"How is it possible?" Fang Yi took it for granted, "This is a high-end villa area." She has a convincing aura, making you feel that she always has a way.

"So you have friends?"

"You really think I'm omnipotent." Fang Yi laughed again, she only showed such a mischievous smile to Jiang Qingyan.

"Then what should we do?" Jiang Qingyan frowned, falling into Fang Yi's trap.

Fang Yi didn't care much: "Rich people basically don't live in villas. Let's pick the one you like! The dove occupies the magpie's nest!"

Jiang Qingyan petrified.

what did she say?

Is she deaf?

No, is she blind?No, no, what about her three views?

"I think this one is pretty good." Fang Yi looked at herself, and pointed to the one with the best location with a smile, "This is the location of Lou Wang, tsk tsk tsk, it must be very rich."

I don't know how she did it, three times, five times, and two times, she even broke the lock on the yard.

"I said that rich people are all about playing tricks, right?" Fang Yi was quite complacent.

Is this the same person who just said that he cannot stay without an ID card?

What about five stresses, four beauties, and socialist core values?

"Wait." Jiang Qingyan went crazy, "Are we trespassing on a house illegally? We will be arrested!"

Before she could speak, Fang Yi had already walked to the main entrance majestically, and she was studying the combination lock.

"I think rich people are superstitious." Fang Yi didn't seem to hear Jiang Qingyan's words, "I think the password is six eight—ah, that's not right."

"That's right, Fafa wants to be Fafa—ah! It's actually opened! Do you think this is the room prepared for us?"

Fang Yi has already opened the door and entered.

"Fang Yi!" Jiang Qingyan took two quick steps to keep up, "I say no, I'd rather sleep in the open—"

"Pa-ta!" Fang Yi found the switch, and the light in the living room was turned on.

"Fang Yi—" Jiang Qingyan's words came to an abrupt end in the air.

She was shocked by the scene in front of her.In the center of the spacious and luxurious living room, there is a huge unicorn flower ball, and on the side is a huge birthday cake.

It doesn't look like it's uninhabited here at all. Instead, it looks like a well-prepared marriage proposal scene for someone.

"Here—" Jiang Qingyan suddenly felt something subtle.

Fang Yi sighed: "Little idiot." She muttered, then walked to the cake and lit the birthday candle on it.

Fireworks bloom in the night.

Seeing that Jiang Qingyan was still standing still, Fang Yi stepped forward and pulled her to the center of the living room.Without a hassle, he turned off the ceiling light in the living room.

As a result, the magnificent living room returned to the peaceful darkness. In the night, the fireworks and candles on the cake were extremely charming.

The words on the cake are also very charming——

Happy birthday to my dear Miss Jiang.

Jiang Qingyan turned her face away: "How do you know my birthday?"

Fang Yi nodded her nose: "I know everything about you, your birthday, your dormitory, your hobbies, your part-time job, I—"

Before she finished speaking, she bent down and kissed Jiang Qingyan's lips deeply.

"For you, I have turned into a fully armed spy."

"For you, I lurked into that noisy and crowded eight-person dormitory."

"I have exhausted all my ingenuity for you."

"I'm for you, no, I'm not for you, but—I'm in love with you."

This is the most touching love story that Jiang Qingyan has heard in the past 18 years.

Even her self-proclaimed artist mother couldn't come up with such a moving poem.

"so--"

"So, thank you for spending your birthday with me." Fang Yi said.

Look at this person, who worked so hard and meticulously to prepare a birthday celebration, and thankfully tricked her to come here, with a thousand words, but said - thank you.

——Thank you for spending your birthday with me.

Jiang Qingyan's heart was about to melt.