Chapter 285: The Republic of China Perfumer 21

As soon as they entered, Fancy and Tsing Yi fought until a familiar female voice interrupted them:

"Stop it all! Si Hua, go out first."

Hua Hua suddenly turned his head to look over, and after seeing who it was, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Qin Yan also glared at her.

Both of them saw in each other's eyes "You also took this book?!" "Are you annoying, I don't want to see you!" and so on.

Si Hua vaguely smelled the smell of gunpowder, and left with interest.

After he left, he sat down across the table with a fancy butt, without saying a word, glanced at the good dishes on the table, picked up chopsticks and ate.

In the past few days at Chongfu Temple, she hardly ate anything.

The old monk cooked all vegetarian dishes with clear soup and little water, so that the bird would fade out of her mouth when she ate it.

Qin Yan grabbed her chopsticks:

"Who let you eat it!"

Then she pulled all the vegetables to her own side.

Fancy opened his mouth and spit out half of the meal in front of her: "Give it back to you!"

Qin Yan's face turned green: "If you don't feel sick for a day, I feel uncomfortable, right?!"

Fancy ignored her, called the store up to order, and ordered all the signature dishes in the store with a big wave.

When the dishes came, the two of them ate their own dishes and divided the table into two, separated by the Chu River and Han Realm.

There was no communication from beginning to end, as if a table was put together.

The result was of course not finished.

Both of them ordered the portion for two people, so it would be strange if they could finish it.

Qin Yan couldn't help it, and threw the chopsticks on the table:

"Don't eat."

Fancy wiped her mouth and asked:

"Why do you want to take this role?"

Ning Shulei is not a good resource. She has no skills and has to be suppressed by the heroine with golden fingers.

To be fair, she didn't need to waste time in such a thankless role.

Qin Yan leaned back on the chair, cocked Erlang's legs, revealing the white calf under the slit cheongsam, lit a cigarette and sneered:

"Do you think I still had a backer in the past?"

Fancy is not shy to say:

"The blood moon kicked you?"

Qin Yan couldn't hear these words the most, and hit her with a lighter:

"You're just making me angry! Get out of here!"

She didn't hide from the fancy, the copper engraved lighter wiped a red mark on her face, almost scratching her eyes.

Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, then scolded her again: "I don't know how to hide? Pig's head!"

I don't care about being fancy at all, and asked:

"what happened?"

Qin Yan was in a very bad mood, so she scolded and talked about the recent blood moon situation.

Blood Moon has transformed.

The paranormal channel was basically wiped out, and someone in the book city world wanted to use him, the paranormal king, as an example.

He has to switch to another channel.

This means that the country he has laid down on the spiritual channel before will be burnt and start from scratch.

The contacts and resources he has accumulated over the years have suffered a lot.

Those who used to flatter him are all stepping on him at this time, wishing to step on him into the dust and spit out a mouthful of disgusting spit.

Knowing that he was going to suffer a great deal, he dismissed all the women around him.

He probably also understands that these women only love the power he once had, not him.

When he fell, they would try their best to leave him, for fear of being implicated.

That being the case, he took the initiative to let them go, and stopped embarrassing each other.

The name "Blood Moon" also disappeared at the moment when the spirit was overwhelmed.

Qin Yan's eyes were a little red, and her lips were trembling with a cigarette in her mouth:

"Jiaojiao, you know, your auntie, I have a heartless heart, I can only share wealth and honor with men, and cannot share weal and woe."

Fancy said: "I know, you have a good conscience without stepping on his feet."

According to Qin Yan's previous style, she must be the first to jump out and step back when the gold master falls, and use the handle of the old gold master to hook up the new gold master.

The downfall of the gold lord is not as good as a piece of sour tofu to her,

What used to be a sworn oath and mutual affection, all became a mouthful of thick phlegm, and she felt disgusting when spit it out.

She never hides her greed and filth. For power and money, she can crawl from one bed to another, coaxing different men every day.

Just one word, shit.

Even if Blood Moon did not dismiss them, Qin Yan would sooner or later draw a line with him.

"Conscience?" Qin Yan laughed at herself: "I'll take you as a compliment to me."

Fancy is rare without mocking her.

If the blood moon doesn't fall into this trouble, she believes that her aunt will be with him for the rest of her life.

Qin Yan, a woman who never knew what a conscience is, this time, it was not her consciousness, but her true feelings.

Otherwise, she would have hooked up with a new backer long ago, and fell into trouble like those villains, watching the blood moon all over her body.

Fancy stretched out her hand to her: "Give me a cigarette and see you smoke my eyes."

Qin Yan threw her a bag.

Fancy took out one, lit it, and the two of them started puffing at each other, smoking a table of dishes with the smell of smoke.

"How is your ancestor treating you?" Qin Yan asked suddenly.

Fancy said: "Okay, for me to eat, for me to wear, for me to spend money like dirt, it's the same as before."

Qin Yan asked again:

"Besides you, does he have any other woman?"

Fancy was not surprised at all about her question, and replied:

"I haven't seen it anyway."

Ancestors are people in the circle of power and desire in real life.

The men in this circle have a hard-to-change nature, they are all raised by their lovers, and they are very romantic.

The same is true for rich women, the little duck and the little white face are very slutty.

Fancy has grown up since she was a child, and she is not used to it, which leads her to have a very weak concept of the so-called monogamy.

Monogamy is a moral constraint between common people.

In high society, this moral restraint is bullshit.

"You didn't check it out?"

Fancy said: "Check the ass, if he really intentionally hides it, can I find out."

Qin Yan stared at her for a long time, looking fancy and inexplicable.

"Jiaojiao, tell me the truth, do you love him or not?"

If you really love someone very much, you can't help but look through his privacy, probe into his life, and crowd his world with you, and you won't be able to accommodate a second person.

It's not about trust or not, it's just because I love you and you belong to me alone.

Huanhua suddenly stopped talking, took two puffs of cigarettes, and choked tears.

She said: "Love, he has raised me for so many years, saved me so many times, and still looks so good, who wouldn't be moved by him."

Qin Yan said sharply: "You say you love him, but you don't love him much."

Fancy and do not speak.

She really put her ancestors in the position of a lover.

She is the only love she has ever admitted to.

But she knew that she didn't love this man much, and even gratitude and dependence were a little more than love.

Fancy thinks that's enough.

The plain is the truth, she doesn't need the kind of love that you die for me, I die for you, the earth-shattering, vigorous love.

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