When Qin Yanan left, the morning fog had not dissipated. The tall buildings of the city could not be seen through the hazy fog. There were only alleys and old houses, which made people feel as if they had returned to the old city of the past.
Zhongqing stood next to a black Maybach S680, opened the door for Qin Yanan, and drove to Baolong Center, which was not too far away.
"The Third Young Miss hasn't gotten up yet." Zhongqing glanced at the fog in the distance. The tall and straight figure of Baolong Center had also disappeared in the fog.
"I'm a little sleepy too." She did not choose the high-speed rail or the plane, but took the car. From last night until now, Qin Yanan was not completely exhausted, but she also wanted to have a good rest. Her accommodation in Junsha had not been arranged yet, so it was a good choice to make do with Zhu Juntang's for a few days.
Zhongqing did not speak anymore. He drove the car to the parking lot, took the elevator, and went to the roof with Qin Yanan.
"She really knows how to enjoy herself." Qin Yanan did not hide her envy. She just noticed that the parking lot where Zhongqing parked his car should be exclusive to Zhu Juntang, which was completely isolated from the other parking lots of Baolong Center. The sightseeing elevator reached the roof, and they could see the rolling fog outside the wall, as if they had left the world.
"Do I need to prepare breakfast for you?" Zhongqing asked.
Qin Yanan nodded.
When they arrived outside Zhu Juntang's room, Zhongqing left. Qin Yanan looked at the paintings of young girls hanging on the wall, and the beautiful heroines displayed on the TV opposite the door. They were all Zhu Juntang herself. She could not help but reveal a slightly mocking smile. Zhu Juntang was really narcissistic. Her residence was always full of her own photos, or displayed on various screens.
Approaching Zhu Juntang's bedside, Qin Yanan looked out the window at the sea of fog that covered the entire city. There were only a few buildings above the fog layer, and the shape of Lu Shan and the spotlights on the top of the mountain could be vaguely seen in the distance. Standing here and overlooking the entire city, Qin Yanan suddenly felt that if she really wanted to stay in Junsha, such a residence was really good.
Thinking that Zhu Juntang woke up next to such a floor-to-ceiling window every day, she really envied the capitalist's luxurious life.
Qin Yanan went to change her pajamas, but she didn't go to the guest room. Instead, she went to Zhu Juntang's bed. Zhong Qing brought breakfast over, and Qin Yanan sat by the bed and drank a mouthful of water before picking up a book and flipping through it.
Perhaps it was because the sound of flipping pages was too crisp, but Zhu Juntang woke up. When she saw Qin Yanan sitting at the side, she turned her head and closed her eyes again.
Qin Yanan looked at the side of Zhu Juntang's face. She did have the capital to be narcissistic. Older women always envied younger ones. There was still a little baby fat on Zhu Juntang's cheeks, which was a little cute. She had more of the milky color and smell of a young girl. Her earlobes were very delicate, and her slightly trembling eyelashes were clean and refreshing under the crisscrossing light and shadow.
"I seem to have seen the darling of the Qin family, or am I dreaming?" Zhu Juntang's eyes were closed, and her voice was lazy and long. She raised her arms and stretched.
"Third Young Miss, the sun is shining on your buttocks." Qin Yanan watched Zhu Juntang kick the quilt away. The young girl's small underwear wrapped around her beautiful buttocks. The white bedsheet and quilt were as pure as flowers. The thin and soft suspender pajamas wrapped around her relaxed and soft body. A wisp of mist passed by outside the window, making people feel that this was probably the scene where the little fairy was.
Zhu Juntang was silent and ignored it. She had never been a person who was diligent in getting up early. Diligence and hard work were essential for everyone. However, she could be diligent and hard work at any time. Why did she choose the most comfortable morning to sleep in?
After breakfast, Qin Yanan simply washed up, removed the light makeup on her face, and lay down on Zhu Juntang's quilt. "Sorry to disturb you."
"Touch my chest, and I'll give you the quilt." Zhu Juntang reached over and grabbed Qin Yanan's chest forcefully.
"Go touch your own chest!" Qin Yanan quickly stopped her. It was inevitable for girls to touch each other's chest when they were together, but not for Qin Yanan. Qin Yanan's chest was particularly sensitive. She didn't like to touch it, and it was very uncomfortable.
"Boring." Zhu Juntang's hands fell on her chest, and she felt that there was still no change. It seemed that she had no hope of having Qin Yanan's stunning breasts in this lifetime.
This was really a difficult reality to accept.
She opened her eyes, and her eyes seemed to be surrounded by light. Then she turned her head and looked at Qin Yanan with slight surprise. "You're so early. Did you come here from the morning shift or the bedroom shift?"
"By car, in a truck. From my hometown, not the capital." Qin Yanan moaned comfortably. Zhu Juntang's bed was specially custom-made. In her words, she spent at least a third of her life on the bed, and she would also do what she loved most on the bed. How could a bed not be made with great effort? She had to treat her bed like how Emperor Qin and Emperor Wu of Han treated their tombs.
This bed was probably more luxurious than her Maybach S680.
"Then you were with the piglets?" Zhu Juntang couldn't help laughing, and then she was very disgusted. "I can smell the pig shit on you."
"Do you have a brain? Are all trucks used to transport pigs? What's more, when did you, Third Young Miss, go to a pig farm and know what pig shit tastes like? " Qin Yanan said a little angrily, and then she laughed. "I think your mouth is too smelly, and I mistook it for pig shit."
"Sharp-tongued." Zhu Juntang lay down again. "What are you doing in Jun Sha? You didn't tell me yesterday. Can you tell me now? "
"I suspect that you're here for a blind date." Qin Yanan's mood suddenly became very bad.
Zhu Juntang sat up again, and with the action of lying down just now, she bounced up and down as if she was doing sit-ups. She looked at Qin Yanan with great excitement.
Qin Yanan rolled her eyes at her. I'm unlucky, and you're gloating.
"What do you think? Who is it? Jun Sha … Jun Sha can be a match for the sweetheart of your Qin family. Who could it be? "Zhu Juntang couldn't think of a match in such a short time.
Zhu Juntang had been in Jun Sha for a year. She didn't know many people, but she didn't like anyone. Qin Yanan was even more arrogant. Zhu Juntang really couldn't think of who the old Qin family would arrange for her to go on a blind date.
"Don't call me sweetheart. You make me sound like a delicate little flower like you." Qin Yanan was annoyed.
"Ma Weiming? Lin Huainan? Or the son of High Official Zhao … What's his name again? "Zhu Juntang thought about it and couldn't think of any of these people.
"None of them. You don't know him … "Qin Yanan sighed softly." Yesterday, the old master received a piece of calligraphy. It's probably an old friend of the old master, so he sent me here to return the gift … He asked me to come here to see someone. You just want to return the gift. Do you need me to come here overnight in a hurry? Besides, the gift should have been sent to his old friend, but in the end, it was to meet a young man. He also told me to stay in Junsha for a while. My task was to get in touch with him and meet some of his needs in life and work. "
"It seems that it's really possible." Zhu Juntang looked serious and frowned slightly. "This old man likes to arrange marriage before he was born. I guess he made a promise in the past, and that person wrote a piece of calligraphy to remind your grandfather."
"I think so too." Qin Yanan was upset. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was true.
"Have you seen that person? What about him? "
"Yes."
"Tell me more."
Qin Yanan lay on the pillow weakly. "His age is about the same as mine, or maybe a little younger. He looks pleasing to the eye, but he claimed to be an old friend of the old master. Doesn't that make me three generations lower than him for no reason? Don't you think I'm angry? "
"Then you can call him great-grandfather in the future. He is too embarrassed to pursue his great-granddaughter, right?" Zhu Juntang laughed.
"Besides, at that time, regardless of family background, education level, or life philosophy, they could live together for the common revolutionary ideal. What about us now? We have different living habits, different horizons, and different social circles. How can we be together like this? " Qin Yanan was considering a very practical problem. "With different ideas, life is not coordinated. There are differences in both big and small matters. Let's not talk about who is right and who is wrong, but there is no harmony at all. Can such a forced melon be sweet?"
Zhu Juntang shook her head.
"Don't you pay more attention to the family background?" Qin Yanan looked at Zhu Juntang in confusion.
"These are all pretentious theories and experience. If you really like someone, how can you consider so much?" Zhu Juntang made a heart shape on her chest and stuffed a part of Chen Jian's extraordinarily plump fat into the heart shape. She then said, "If your family background is not the same, your education level is not the same, your life philosophy is different, and your horizons are different … social circles are even more insignificant. If such a person can make you like him, then those things you said are not the reason to stop you from being together."
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