Chapter 582, Proud Horseshoe Disease
Memories were directly pulled out from the depths of memory.

This desk lamp was actually modified from the little electric donkey that Fang Chen ran into a Ferrari in the first start.

Auto parts style is everywhere, but there is no sense of disobedience.

Fang Jiuran smiled triumphantly;
"anything else!".

She took the initiative to hold Fang Chen's palm and led Fang Chen into the kitchen.

Two cups were taken from the cupboard.

Fang Jiuran smiled meaningfully;
"Guess what surprises?".

Fang Chen froze for a moment;
"What else?".

Fang Jiuran took out the tea leaves and put them into the cup, filling it with hot water, the scalding steam evaporated, and the appearance of the cup remained unchanged.

But the dense water vapor vaguely touched Fang Chen's memory.

Fang Jiuran's pretty face blushed.

"At that time you first came to my office on the roof of Tianding Group, the tea cups at that time were this pair, and I took a sip of the tea you drank at that time."

"I sent people to transport this pair of teacups from the imperial capital."

wipe!Is it so detailed?
"This should be our first indirect kiss..."

At the end of the conversation, Fang Jiuran's voice dropped and he spat lightly.

Fang Chen stared blankly at the pair of cups.

Is Xiaoqi's foreshadowing buried so deep?
I remember such small details so clearly.

If it were Fang Chen himself, although he would still vaguely remember the little ambiguous and the little charming at that time, he definitely wouldn't be as delicate and sensitive as Fang Jiuran.

"It's very memorable."

Fang Chen smirked.

Fang Jiuran pursed her seductive red lips and snorted;
"It's you, who has such a beautiful little wife at home and is still messing around outside."

Hearing Fang Jiuran acting like a baby, Fang Chen subconsciously hugged her a little tighter.

Fang Jiuran didn't care about this either.

Although Fang Chen is not an outstanding dazzling eye-catching, he is also his lover.

If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog.

In her eyes, apart from Fang Chen, there is no man in the world who is qualified to walk into her heart.

In this regard, Fang Yaomiao is somewhat similar to her.

Although Fang Chen disturbed his Dao heart, Fang Piaomiao obviously wouldn't show his little girly attitude towards Fang Chen in front of the others.

"And oh, and oh."

Fang Jiuran pushed Fang Chen out of the kitchen, and the two walked up to the escalator hand in hand, Fang Jiuran spread his hands;

"I want you to carry me up".

"it is good".

The two finally had a sweet chance to be alone.

Fang Chen would never say any 'no' to Fang Jiuran.

Xiaoqi was as light as a feather on his back, and Fang Chen didn't feel the slightest weight at all, and went up the stairs with three steps and two steps at a time.

"Slow down, slow down".

Amidst Fang Jiuran's exclamation, he couldn't help hugging Fang Chen tightly.

Out of the corner of the young man's eyes, he could even see the flash of resentment on Xiao Qi's face.

"There, there...".

"stop".

Fang Jiuran patted Fang Chen's head with his small hand.

"That suspended ceiling, guess what it is made of?".

Now Fang Chen is no longer an idiot.

It seems that this small bungalow has cost Fang Jiuran a lot of thought, except for the warmth and details.

There should be memory kills.

Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose resentfully, but he never thought that this action would almost make Xiao Qi fall off his back, so he quickly supported her buttocks with his hands.

So soft.

Well.

Snapped--

However, Fang Jiuran blushed and slapped Fang Chen before Fang Chen's distracted thoughts surfaced;
"Don't let your imagination run wild."

"Let you see the ceiling".

Fang Chen gave a dry laugh, old husband and wife, what's wrong with touching...

However, he quickly pulled back his thoughts.

Fang Jiuran is a fantasist, so come to think of it, that ceiling...

"If I'm not mistaken, will there be a mural full of details?".

"Wow, how did you know that?".

Fang Chen chuckled, looked for the switch of the ceiling circuit, and pressed it back and forth twice.

Sure enough, the ceiling turned into a romantic pink, with photos of Fang Chen and Fang Jiuran on it.

That was when Fang Jiuran was about to leave for Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion.

A photo taken with Fang Chen in a photo studio not far from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine...

In the photo, Fang Jiuran's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, with a pair of autumn water eyes gazing affectionately at Fang Chen beside him.

Under the pink light, Fang Chen looked back at the moment.

Fang Jiuran in her eyes added a bit of sexy and charming, she bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth;
"Chen'er, I want to ask you a question, and you must answer me truthfully."

"Um?".

"Am I pretty or is my eldest sister prettier?".

"Well……".

Why ask this question at such an ambiguous moment?
In fact, Fang Jiuran has completely accepted the matter of Fang Chen and the eldest sister in his heart.

It's just that this seems to be deliberately concealing Fang Chen's preconceived intentions in order to retaliate against Fang Chen.

Still humming and asking.

Especially when he saw someone silent, he pinched Fang Chen angrily.

"You can't say it's all good-looking."

Fang Chen was ashamed, Xiao Qi's menacing approach was hard to deal with.

"You are the prettiest in my eyes".

Fang Jiuran was taken aback; "Really?".

Of course it's true.

After all, I only see you now, and my eldest sister is out of my sight.

Of course you are the prettiest in my eyes.

Naturally, it was impossible for Fang Chen to say this in front of Fang Jiuran.

I just secretly slandered in my heart, lamenting my own wit.

"of course it's true".

Fang Jiuran immediately lay on Fang Chen's back, smiling like a flower, giggling and unable to stop, 36E rubbed someone's heart itchy.

Gollum.

Fang Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva suddenly, before he could speak.

Fang Jiuran put her jade hand around Fang Chen's neck again;
"I can coax people, next time I will tell my eldest sister, you said she is not as good-looking as me, let's see how her little thief deceived me...".

Fang Chen curled his lips in disdain.

Next time I won't admit it, I'll just pretend to be deaf and dumb when you two are in the same frame, and let you experience Lin Zifan's 'happiness'.

Fang Jiuran stared at the very ambiguous bedroom against the backdrop of pink.

There was a shyness in his eyes.

Her beautiful eyes like autumn water were full of passion like spring water, and she said softly:
"Hold me to the bedroom, let's talk like before".

Fang Chen has no doubts...

Obediently holding Fang Jiuran all the way into the bedroom.

At this moment, Fang Jiuran pressed his small mouth against Fang Chen's ear and blew, the fragrance was like orchid, which made the latter even more itchy;
"Chen'er, there is a gift I gave you beside the bed, go and get it."

And gifts?

Fang Chen was taken aback, Fang Jiuran jumped off his back, looked at Fang Chen with a gentle smile and urged;
"Go, go...".

"Oh".

Fang Chen walked to the bed with a strange face and just lay down.

pat-

"Is there a power outage?".

The room, which was originally mainly pink, suddenly went dark.

Fang Chen thought it was a power outage, but the next moment, in the darkness, he felt a fiery tender body sticking to it.

"Fool, why stop the electricity?"

day!
Xiao Qi wants to push me!
Female liar, what are you talking about talking to me, you are obviously greedy for my body.

Pooh, you're a jerk!

Fang Chen was about to resist...

Fang Jiuran stretched out her small hand to pinch Fang Chen's cheek, making Fang Chen unable to move around;

"You enemy, just kill you..."

hiss……

Really bite!
Fang Chen only felt his face wet, and Fang Jiuran actually bit his own face.

"Today is the Spring Festival, please recite an ancient poem full of spring for me."

In the dark moonlight.

Fang Chen couldn't see Fang Jiuran's cheek clearly.

I just felt a breath like blue musk hitting my face.

Fang Chen trembled subconsciously and said;

"Chun Mian does not realize the dawn, and hears birds chirping everywhere."

"The sound of firecrackers is a year old, and the spring breeze sends warmth to Tusu"

Fang Jiuran's soft body moved and let out a soft snort.

"Stupid you got it...".

"Did you find the gift?"

"Xiaoqi, I think it's a bit too sudden for us to do this..."

The two Jasper ultra-thin plastic packages in Fang Chen's hands made a soft 'stab' sound...

cough cough.

Fang Jiuran's pretty face blushed in the dark.

Dog man, he said no, but his body is very honest, you tore it apart and told me suddenly?

Disgusting honesty!
Fang Jiuran spat softly.

Fang Chen raised his arm anxiously;

"By the way, which ancient poem did you want me to say just now...".

A trace of coquettishness flashed across Fang Jiuran's beautiful eyes like autumn water;
"Fool……".

"It is the spring night that is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers have fragrance and the moon has shade."

The shy voice slowly echoed in the room, followed by Fang Chen's reaction.

Fang Jiuran bit her red lips tightly to endure the fleeting pain...

Tonight, Fang Chen can really "Bright Sword"!

The spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, seeing Chang'an flowers in one day.

Young Master Fang only felt that his head was buzzing, another sleepless night, and a fairy-like moment had begun...

On a moonlit night at the 24th bridge, where can the jade man teach me how to play the flute?

(End of this chapter)