After Song Nanqiao made dinner, there was a slight knock on the door, the movement was so light that it could be heard.

Song Nanqiao put the tableware and chopsticks on the table, walked to the door, and gently opened the door.

Just as I thought, she was still the familiar girl.

The girl in the school uniform stepped forward gently with a smile on her face, stood on tiptoe, and hugged Song Nanqiao.

But the movements were not as intense as they used to be, only slight physical contact, as if worried about Song Nanqiao's body.

"Did you miss me?"

"Yes."

Song Nanqiao took the initiative to lean down and kiss Wen Wenyao on the forehead.

The girl in her arms trembled, then raised her head, her eyes were bright.

"It's rare for you to take the initiative once."

"Don't you like it?"

"I like it to death."

She is Song Nanqiao who likes to take the initiative, the kind of eyes that indulge in her always give Wen Wenyao a full sense of satisfaction.

"Go ahead."

It's not good for two people to stand at the door. Song Nanqiao took the initiative to walk into the house and took Wen Wenyao's hand.

"Come over to eat after washing your hands."

"Mmmmmm."

Wen Wenyao nodded obediently and walked towards the bathroom.

After Wen Wenyao washed his hands, he took the initiative to sit opposite Song Nanqiao.

"Try this sliced ​​meat." Song Nanqiao put a piece of Wenyao's bowl, and then took a mouthful of shredded chicken porridge.

"It's delicious."

The girl sandwiched another piece. Song Nanqiao's meals have always been to her liking. Every time she eats with Song Nanqiao, Wen Wenyao thinks that this is one of a kind kind of enjoyment.

"You eat more...Anyway, I probably won't be able to."

Song Nanqiao lowered his head sadly and drank his porridge silently.

She had a stomach injury and could only eat soft food for a long time. She drank porridge for a week. The dishes on the table were prepared for Wen Wenyao.

She really wanted to take a bite…

"Pfft."

The girl opposite seemed to notice the expression on her face and couldn't help laughing out loud. Wen Wenyao found out when he was in the hospital , Song Nanqiao doesn't seem to like porridge very much.

"Honey, when you're well, I'll take you to eat all over the city."

Wen Wenyao stretched out his chopsticks, took a small shrimp from the plate of shrimp in front of Song Nanqiao, and put it in his bowl.

"Too much..."

Song Nanqiao raised her head and looked at the shrimp in front of her. She made these herself, and she could not eat it herself.

Thinking of this, Song Nanqiao gulps down the porridge in the bowl as if venting her hatred.

"Don't drink too fast, what should I do if I have a stomachache."

Wen Wenyao quickly stood up from the table, squeezed Song Nanqiao's hand nervously, and asked the other party to put the porridge down.

The fair wrist was held by the girl's slender fingers, Song Nanqiao glanced down.

What a pair of beautiful hands…

The two returned to a harmonious dining state…

evening

Wen Wenyao found his pajamas from the closet, and took the pajamas to a small bathroom in Song Nanqiao's room.

Where the glass is frosted, although it is not real, it can also describe a general shape.

Wen Wenyao took off his clothes, and without the cover of his clothes, his fair skin could be seen all over the frosted glass.

Song Nanqiao glanced at the bathroom, then immediately lowered her head, bit her lip, and her cheeks were slightly red.

every time

Every time Wen Wenyao lived with him, he did not shy away from it, whether it was changing clothes or taking a bath...

The girls inside seem to be generous and generous, and they can show everything about themselves in front of Song Nanqiao. At the will of Song Nanqiao.

The girl's behavior will give Song Nanqiao an illusion that what she does to her is safe and reasonable.

Song Nanqiao once inadvertently saw Wen Wenyao's undisguised body, very beautiful...perfect...

Everything that was too perfect made Song Nanqiao inexplicably have a violent desire to leave many traces on her body and destroy her body

This inexplicable desire was quickly suppressed by Song Nanqiao.

No way, stop thinking about these things...

Song Nanqiao turned on the computer, forcing his attention to the computer, and then put on headphones, forcing himself not to be attracted by the temptation of the outside world.

Just when Song Nanqiao just made up his mind and put his mind on work.

Wen Wenyao pushed the door open, wearing light pajamas.

A burst of fragrance spread into Song Nanqiao's olfactory organs, which shocked Song Nanqiao. She did not dare to look back at Wen Wenyao, for fear that she would see something wrong again Something to see.

Wen Wenyao, who was just out of the bathroom, saw Song Nanqiao sitting on the computer desk. The man seemed very focused and didn't even turn his head.

Wen Wenyao's eyes darkened, her delicate ankle slowly lifted, and she deliberately suppressed the sound of her footsteps.

Song Nanqiao felt that the familiar taste was getting stronger and stronger, and an ominous foreboding faintly rose in her heart...

Sure enough, the girl walked behind her, raised her arms, and hugged her slightly.

"Look back at me..."

Like coquettish, but also like an invisible seduction / seduction.

Song Nanqiao did not look back, but held her hand and softly coaxed, "Go to rest first, I have to deal with work."

She didn't dare to look back, for fear that if she looked back, she would be unable to hold back her thoughts.

Wen Wenyao opened her mouth, then closed it, she wanted Song Nanqiao to accompany her, but Song Nanqiao seems to be very busy now, so she can't make trouble unreasonably disturb each other.

"Then I'll wait for you in bed."

Leave a sentence, Wen Wenyao took the hair dryer to the living room, and after drying her hair, she gently opened the door, and lay on the bed obediently , shrink yourself into a piece.

after two hours of work.

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really fell asleep.

Thinking that there is a lot of time now, Song Nanqiao turned off the computer, lifted his stiff pace, and groped to the bed.

As soon as she came down, the girl hugged her and her dark eyes met her own.

"Have you not slept yet?"

"Waiting for you..."

"Don't wait for me."

"It's alright, the quilt is warm, you can sleep next to me."

Wen Wenyao put her body up and shrank in Song Nanqiao's arms, she wanted Song Nanqiao to hug her.

"Do you want me to hold you?" Song Nanqiao seemed to have guessed what she was thinking.

"Want to..." Wen Wenyao wrapped her legs around Song Nanqiao's waist, acting like a spoiled child again.

Song Nanqiao had to hug her, and the two slept together until the next day...

The following days will be like this.

Only later, Song Nanqiao's work seems to be more busy.

One weekend afternoon, Song Nanqiao was playing drum stocks, and Wen Wenyao was sitting on the bed reading a book.

"You record these numbers, the percentage points of increase are these."

Song Nanqiao held the mouse and looked at the phone from time to time.

A few days ago, I was ready to open a position.

“Pay more attention during the accumulation stage.”

Song Nanqiao muttered to himself, as if reminding himself.

Continuous buying will make the stock rally better. At this time, Song Nanqiao needs to control the daily limit, making the lines unpredictable and releasing more The liquidity can attract some small shareholders.

Song Nanqiao opened the financial channel, and as expected, some people have begun to pay attention to his stock.

But it's still not hot.

Song Nanqiao picked up his mobile phone and called Zhai Xinqi.

"Miss Song?"

"You pay attention to my stock."

"Well, yes. Miss Song's stock is a bit like the trend of demon stocks. In short, it's... very strange."

Zhai Xinqi was holding his mobile phone. During this time, he had been paying attention to the stock market. She had analyzed Song Nanqiao's stocks and knew that the other party seemed to want to copy demon stocks.

"You contact some financial websites, and when I am raising the stock price, I can arrange some news to push this kind of stock. The more popular the better."

If this link can be done well, it can attract a large number of investors. Song Nanqiao will slowly back down, let them make a little money, and finally rise again. It is best to sell when the stock price is at its best, and then make huge profits.

"Okay, I see."

Zhai Xinqi understands what Song Nanqiao means. Almost those stocks with a skyrocketing trend will have such operations.

This matter must be arranged now. Before the harvest of the crops is over, the news must be pushed out, and the high stage can have excellent attention. .

After solving these matters, the stock market is almost at the time of closing today. Song Nanqiao used his small account to buy other small stocks. Earn some short-term benefits.

…

After Song Nanqiao finished work, Wen Wenyao put down his books.

Her thoughts were not in books at all, she had been paying attention to Song Nanqiao.

This is how it was…

Song Nanqiao seems to be busy with her work all the time. It was fine some time ago. She will chat with herself at night and take the initiative to hold herself.

In the past few days, Song Nanqiao has been obviously busy a lot, and she always let her rest and sleep first.

Today is the weekend, so busy...

I always feel that Song Nanqiao has left him a lot...

Wen Wenyao was a little aggrieved, her eyes began to turn red, she didn't want to disturb Song Nanqiao, she could only bear the emotional torment.

"How about going to the movies at night."

Song Nanqiao at this moment, hadn't noticed the girl's about to burst out emotions, and spoke to the girl in a relaxed tone.

"Are you still working tonight?" Wen Wenyao did not answer her, but asked another question.

"No way." Song Nanqiao wanted to rest.

"Okay, I have something to tell you tonight..." Wen Wenyao's eyes darkened, and she spoke in a low voice.

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