Chapter 13： Call my husband, I will support you! (1/2)
After talking about her experience, Feng Jing looked at Zhou Yuan nervously.
She was a little scared.
At first I was afraid that Zhou Yuan would look down on her background. After all, in her eyes, Zhou Yuan's wealth was definitely from a wealthy family! Even if she only wants to hug her thighs and does not think about doing the right palace, it is false to say that she is not inferior or guilty!
Secondly, she was naturally afraid that Zhou Yuan would look down on her motives and behaviors. After all, she had a certain purpose or utilitarianism since she actively contacted Zhou Yuan.
Of course, what she feared the most was that Zhou Yuan had already taken advantage of it, and she would be beaten up with her without admitting it.
And the reason why she was most afraid of shooting and falling apart was not only because of the material aspect, but also because she was really moved by Zhou Yuan!
Young, rich, generous, good-looking, attractive, good-tempered, good-looking, and even tough in that respect...
This one article, I am afraid that any woman will be tempted!
If it weren't for this, even if she had long thought of putting herself up for sale, she wouldn't be able to put herself in the mouth on the first day of acquaintance!
Now that she was really eaten, she was completely involved, she naturally didn't want to be dumped by Zhou Yuan!
The more Feng Jing thought about it, the more anxious she became, and when Zhou Yuan didn't speak, she couldn't help but opened her mouth worriedly: ”My dear, I...”
”Stop calling my dear, I will call my husband later!”
Zhou Yuan spoke suddenly.
Knowing that Feng Jing was still a girl before last night, Zhou Yuan's mentality changed.
It used to be pure fun, now it's different!
What he brewed is the girl he unlocked and must be raised!
As for material and non-material things, that's nothing!
”From now on you will follow me, I will support you!”
Zhou Yuan spoke boldly.
Rich, so capricious!
”Really...really?”
Feng Jing's heart trembled.
”What can I do if I lie to you?”
Zhou Yuan gave Feng Jing a white look and grabbed her two peaches.
Feng Jing's face blushed, and she blinked and kissed Zhou Yuan actively, and shouted with waves in her brows.
”Husband~”