Chapter 413, beautiful woman with purple hair

Hearing Fang Chen's complaints, Fang Jiuran was stunned for some reason, then walked over, patted Fang Chen's back, and helped the man relax his tense muscles.

If it was normal, Fang Jiuran would definitely add another sentence;
Come on, thank you for your hard work, Young Master Fang, let my sister give you a massage...

But for some reason, Fang Jiuran just walked to Fang Chen silently today.

Seeing the woman's gentle and pleasant appearance, Fang Chen smirked, and grabbed Xiao Qi's slender hand;

"Let's go, go shopping with my wife...".

As soon as these words came out, Miss Kong stood up and said respectfully;
"Thanks to Dr.

Fang for his lesson today.

Kong Yuming has nothing to repay, so he can only do his best in medicine to use the acupuncture methods taught by Dr.

Fang to save more patients."

Hearing this, Fang Chen waved his hand.

As expected of a cultural person, he speaks more connotations than me.

Looking at your chick's posture, do you think that you can prostitute yourself for nothing if you set a goal of doing something good?
Fang Chen cursed from the bottom of his heart, and smacked his lips;
"Cough cough!".

"You don't need to thank me, remember to go back to Lin's Group to buy a drunk beauty! 1 to 20 is not too much, 100 to 200 is not too much, and [-] to [-] million is not too much for me!".

After finishing speaking, Fang Chen directly dragged Fang Jiuran away in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Immersed in Fang Chen's last words like a rascal.

After half an hour.

Only then did Miss Kong slowly regain her senses, staring closely at Fang Chen's back, chuckled lightly, clenched her fists tightly, and muttered to herself;

"Master Fang, I am looking forward to your wonderful performance at the next medical exchange conference."

……

Pulling Fang Jiuran out of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the sun was about to set completely, and there were thick shadows formed by tree branches on both sides of the road.

Fang Chen and Xiao Qi strolled under the shade of the tree.

"Winter in Changquan City is really weird and weird! Sometimes it rains heavily, sometimes it snows heavily, sometimes it is sunny and sunny, and sometimes it is warm and sunny."

Fang Chen had a cigarette in his mouth, with a generous smile on his face.

Fang Jiuran nodded lightly, also expressing his agreement with Fang Chen's emotion;

"Don't say it, what you said really makes sense."

There was a trace of sadness on her brows, but Fang Chen hadn't noticed this little expression of the woman after a busy day.

However, it may be because of Fang Chen's crow's mouth.

A hurricane suddenly blew up on the cloudless and sunny day just now, and the dark clouds completely blocked the afterglow of the setting sun.

Feeling that the vision in front of him is all black.

Fang Chen's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief;
"Damn it! God messed with my mentality, right?"

"Xiaoqi, have you got your umbrella?".

Fang Jiuran was also shocked, rolled his eyes angrily, and pinched Fang Chen's waist fiercely;
"I didn't take it! If it were summer, I might always have a parasol in my bag, but it's winter now!".

"Who has nothing to go out and take an umbrella!".

As soon as Fang Chen heard this, he knew it was cool, and hurriedly ran two steps forward to find the store.

hum-

Fang Jiuran's phone vibrated suddenly.

The woman's heart trembled for no reason.

Fang Chen hadn't realized that Fang Jiuran's mood fell into a trough when the phone rang.

Of course the call was from Fang Shiyun.

Fang Jiuranyu hung up quietly without a trace.

Fang Shiyun could probably guess that Fang Jiuran was with Fang Chen.

After a while, another text message was edited and sent.

Fang Jiuran pulled Fang Chen;
"I'm going to the bathroom."

After that, he walked towards the public toilet on the side of the road.

Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose resentfully; "There are so many things about women going out...".

In the middle of the conversation, a ray of thunder suddenly flashed across the sky.

boom -

Fang Chen hurriedly shouted at Fang Jiuran's back at the top of his voice, "Xiao Qi, hurry up, I feel like it's going to rain."

"All right".

……

After getting into the toilet, Fang Jiuran's tears began to flow inexplicably, and she couldn't control it, the more the woman cried, the more sad she became.

I feel like my delicate body has lost all strength.

Slowly squatting on the ground, turning on the phone screen, she was a little afraid to face Fang Shiyun's text message now.

The note is the fourth sister;
Xiaoqi, the people from Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion came home again, and now their people have gone out to find you, you should pay attention, but don't let Fang Chen be discovered, you are also clear about their domineering.

Seeing these two text messages, Fang Jiuran's slender eyelashes drooped slowly.

I want to hide the despair in my eyes.

At this moment, a slender and tall figure walked up to Fang Jiuran, and slowly handed over a piece of toilet paper;

"Because of feelings?"

Fang Jiuran was taken aback when he heard someone talking to him.

Turning his head to look, he saw a beautiful woman with purple hair standing beside him.

"Ok".

The [-] blue silks loosely scattered behind the beautiful purple-haired woman are like ice silk, which looks full of toughness, and the color doesn't seem to be bleached and dyed, but more like a natural growth.

It looks a bit coquettish.

The eyes of the beautiful purple-haired woman had a deep look, which is not what a 30-year-old beautiful woman should have.

Fang Jiuran was stunned for a while.

Fang Jiuran took the tissue handed over by the other party and wiped away his tears.

"thanks……".

The purple-haired beauty didn't seem to intend to leave, but looked at Fang Jiuran with great interest.

Until Fang Chen's shout came from outside.

"Little Seven...".

Fang Jiuran hesitated for a moment, took out a powder puff to touch up makeup...

The beautiful purple-haired woman patted Fang Jiuran on the shoulder;

"It seems that your boyfriend doesn't mean to abandon you, why are you crying?".

She seemed interested in other people's affairs.

Fang Jiuran pursed her red lips dumbfounded; "Because of some things, we had to separate...".

The purple-haired beauty curled her lips;

"The temper of that kid outside is really a bit like my husband when he was young."

Fang Chen's yelling kept coming from outside, this guy is like a primitive man with atavistic phenomenon, yelling the word Xiaoqi.

The two women looked at each other, and they both burst out laughing with a 'puchi'.

"Silly girl, between couples, some things have to be faced together.

If you just hide it or face it alone, it will always hurt the two of you."

"Women, after all, cannot be alone."

"No matter what happens, it should be based on communication."

The beautiful purple-haired woman smiled, and immediately took out a small light blue headband and gently rolled up Fang Jiuran's long hair that was about to rest on the ground.

Help her tie her hair up.

"Your character is really similar to when I was young."

When you were young?
The beautiful purple-haired woman said this sentence twice.

Fang Jiuran was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something;
Sister, you look like you are under 30 years old.

If you can be younger, you will soon become a fertilized egg.

I have to say that those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to ink are black.

Some of Fang Jiuran's mantras have been taken astray by someone.

"You can't sit still when things happen.

If you don't go out, your little boyfriend will probably rush into the women's bathroom."

The purple-haired beauty smiled.

Only then did Fang Jiuran notice that Fang Chen's yelling outside was getting closer and closer.

It seemed that this little bastard really wanted to rush into the women's bathroom shamelessly.

Fang Jiuran gave a wry smile;
"It is because of him that I feel that he is immature, and I dare not tell him some things."

The beautiful purple-haired woman shrugged her delicate nose;

"Boys always come later in maturity.

If you have to think carefully about everything you do, can you still be called a man? Without that touch of passion and impulsiveness...".

Hearing this, Fang Jiuran was stunned.

"Fang Jiuran, if you don't come out, I'll come in! Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, did you fall into the toilet?".

Listening to Fang Chen yelling over there, Fang Jiuran's face was covered with black lines.

He made a goodbye gesture to the beautiful purple-haired woman, quickly straightened his hair and went out.

(End of this chapter)