Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"How could that be?"

Ding Heng's expression was sincere: "I believe you!"

"Really?"

"real!"

"Well……"

Zhao Yanxi tried to find a trace of perfunctoriness on Ding Heng's face, but Ding Heng's acting was too realistic.

She finally leaned in and gave Ding Heng a big kiss on the cheek.

"Then I'll go prepare!"

"go Go."

Zhao Yanxi got out of the car, then turned back and leaned against the car window.

"Brother Ding Heng."

"Ok?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely make money for you! A lot of money!"

She clenched her fists, her expression resolute.

Ding Heng suppressed a laugh and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news!"

"Bye-Bye!"

Zhao Yanxi hummed a little tune with a smug look on her face and skipped away.

Ding Heng watched the girl's figure disappear at the intersection, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Lin Man's move was indeed quite good.

A coffee shop will keep Zhao Yanxi busy for quite some time.

From site selection, decoration, recruitment, and training to daily operations after opening, she had to do everything herself.

She's not the kind of person who can stay idle, but she doesn't have anything serious to do either.

it's good now.

With this "ball of yarn," she can at least have some peace and quiet for half a year, and her depression, anxiety, and other emotional issues will also improve a lot.

As for making money?

Ding Heng never expected it.

The probability of Zhao Yanxi making money by opening a coffee shop is roughly the same as the probability of the Chinese national football team qualifying for the World Cup.

However... on the other hand...

If the coffee shop continues to lose money, will Zhao Yanxi become even more anxious?

Ding Heng thought about it for a moment, then decided against it.

At worst, Lin Man can find a reason to send a few big clients to her shop every now and then to make the books look better.

If that doesn't work, just rent the shop next door, open some kind of shop there, and force her to attract customers.

In short, consider it money spent to buy some entertainment for your woman.

Ding Heng picked up his phone and opened Lin Man's chat window.

[Ding Heng]: Keep a close eye on Yan hope's coffee shop.

The message was sent and the other party replied instantly.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: Understood, boss! [Cute fox.jpg]

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: Boss, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on things. It won't cost much money.

Ding Heng: I'm not worried about money.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: What is the boss worried about?

[Ding Heng]: She was afraid of losing too much money and felt too frustrated.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: The boss is so good to Yan hope. [Fox sighs.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: You're jealous too?

[Lin Hu leads the way]: How dare they?

[The fox leads the way]: [Fox looking aggrieved.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: I'll deal with you when I get back from the capital!

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: Boss, please don't! I'm being good!

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: [Image.jpg]

Ding Heng chuckled softly and did not reply.

Exiting the chat window with Lin Man, there is an unread message below, sent ten minutes ago.

【Flower Sea Under Sunny Day】: What time will you arrive?

[Ding Heng]: Landed at 8:30.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】: I'm here to pick you up.

Ding Heng: Okay.

After thinking for a moment, Ding Heng started teasing Hua Qing as usual.

[Ding Heng]: I want to see my senior wearing white stockings.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】: ...

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: [Image.jpg][Image.jpg]

In the first picture, Hua Qing is standing in front of the mirror in the dressing room, her light gray trench coat open, wearing a pencil skirt and matte white over-the-knee stockings.

The second picture, taken from the same angle, shows a regular JK (high school girl) wearing white stockings, the material of which is almost transparent and has a slightly oily sheen.

Hua Qing pinched the edge of her skirt with her fingers, lifted it slightly, revealing more of her thighs covered by white stockings, the skin color faintly visible.

Nowadays, to suit Ding Heng's preferences, Hua Qing no longer always wears Hanfu, and the clothes in her wardrobe can basically meet most of Ding Heng's needs.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Which one do you want?

[Ding Heng]: I'll wear the first outfit to the airport, and then we'll talk about the rest when I get home.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Ugh...pervert!

The conversation ended...

The plane landed at Beijing Capital International Airport, and it was already completely dark.

Ding Heng walked out of the arrival hall and saw Hua Qing park her car in the temporary area from afar.

She didn't get out of the car, but the window was half open.

Ding Heng walked over, opened the passenger door, and bent down to sit inside.

She wore a light gray trench coat with the belt loosely tied, revealing clearly visible white stockings on her legs.

Ding Heng reached out and took advantage of the situation, praising her as usual: "Senior is so good."

Hua Qing started the car expressionlessly: "Fasten your seatbelt."

Ding Heng pulled the seatbelt over and fastened it, but his hand didn't leave her leg. His thumb slowly slid from above her knee down to the middle of her thigh.

Hua Qing's cheeks finally flushed slightly.

"Stop fooling around, we're driving."

"I didn't make a scene."

Ding Heng spoke innocently, but his hands didn't stop moving.

Hua Qing pursed her lips and said nothing more.

The car drove out of the airport and merged into the airport expressway.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"Could you..."

"Can you do what?"

Hua Qing swallowed her words, probably knowing that protesting would be useless.

Ding Heng's hand began to slide upwards again, this time stopping at the mid-thigh of Hua Qing's thigh. His fingertips hooked the top of the stockings and gently pulled them outwards.

Hua Qing's thighs trembled slightly.

"Don't……"

"Don't what?"

Ding Heng released his hand and placed it back on her knee.

"Focus on driving."

Hua Qing took a deep breath and tried to bring her attention back to the road.

Forty minutes later, the car came to a stop in front of the apartment building.

The two took the elevator upstairs and went inside.

Black Bean jumped down from the cat tree, rubbed against Hua Qing's feet, and then looked up at Ding Heng and meowed.

Nobody has time for it.

Hua Qing was about to bend down to change her shoes when a hand reached out from behind and tightly wrapped around her waist.

The next second, she was pinned down on the sofa.

Hua Qing gasped in surprise and pleaded.