Tsundere Queen Takes Home

"Sister, what will you do next?" Fang Zhengyang was desperate, but the thing was sliding around in his mouth, but he couldn't get in.

"Pfft, you're not really still the first brother, are you?" Yang Xinyan snorted.

Fang Zhengyang said helplessly, "Sister, I'm really brother Chu, whoever lied to you is a puppy, tell me, why can't you get in?"

Yang Xinyan blushed and said, "You're so old, I haven't been like this in six years, and it's very tight here, so of course you can't get in."

"Then, what should I do? I'm sure I can't get pregnant if I don't go in?" Fang Zhengyang was about to cry. At this time, how could he encounter such a problem.

"Otherwise, let's make a test tube baby, it will be much easier." Yang Xinyan said with a smile.

"Being a wool test tube baby, I might as well eat a few barbecues if I have the money. You have done it, tell me how to do it?" Fang Zhengyang said hurriedly.

...

Listening to the foul language next door, Fang Qing was so angry that she almost kicked the partition away.

But she couldn't. If she really did that, it would be strange that Fang Zhengyang didn't hate her.

She felt that Mother Yang was an idiot. Yang Xinyan had been in for ten minutes and still didn't go out. If you don't hurry in and take a look, you'd better stand up outside.

When Fang Qing was annoyed, she heard Yang Xinyan's shy voice next door, "Zhengyang, I've straightened your position, you just need to push hard."

"Hey, I understand, I understand, you support it with your hands first, and then I will push it hard."

When Fang Qing heard this, her face turned pale with anger. With an old driver like Yang Xinyan driving the car, it was impossible to drive this car well.

If the two of them really did that, then they would not be disgusted to death, and what was even more terrifying was that if Yang Xinyan was really pregnant, then all her plans would be over.

Yang Xinyan, you really don't want to come, you want to be beautiful.

Fang Qing gritted her teeth and directly tuned out the music on her phone, so that happy day rang.

"Today is a good day, everything that comes to mind can be accomplished,

Tomorrow is a good day, open the door and let's welcome the spring breeze

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"Okay, Zhengyang, you can push hard..." Yang Xinyan's words were halfway through when Song Zuying's cheerful voice suddenly sounded next door.

Yang Xinyan let out a low cry in fright and quickly slid back.

Fang Zhengyang's weapon, which was already in his mouth, left the battlefield again.

Fang Zhengyang was about to cry. He was like this last night, and when something happened tonight, he was interrupted when he came to the door.

Fang Zhengyang was also annoyed, he suddenly hugged Yang Xinyan, stubbornly trying to push in.

However, Yang Xinyan no longer agreed anyway.

Promise a wool, there are people next door, are you going to play a live broadcast with Fang Zhengyang?

"Okay, Zhengyang, give me my underwear, let's go quickly, someone!" Yang Xinyan was shy, her pretty face was bleeding.

I even did these things with Fang Zhengyang here, and I didn't even notice anyone beside me.

When she thought that her foul language with Fang Zhengyang just now had been listened to, she just wanted to find a place to get in.

"It's okay, we'll be there soon." Fang Zhengyang struggled hard.

"I don't, you still let me live." Yang Xinyan glared at Fang Zhengyang, stood up quickly, put down her skirt, turned around to open the latch, and walked out in a panic.

Sitting on the toilet, Fang Zhengyang was stunned, he left? It's the end of things that you planned for yourself?

It's all the trouble of the **** next door, you're paralyzed and honestly stay there, okay? Also play wool music.

Today is a good day, I'm good at your mother.

Don't let Lao Tzu have a better life, and don't even think about it.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhengyang, who was burning with anger, raised his trousers, walked to the door of the partition next door, slammed a kick at the door, and scolded angrily, "Fuck you, **** you. A family of women."

It was very late. Fang Zhengyang quickly left the battlefield and ran to the men's bathroom.

Fang Qing, who was squatting in the partition, was really afraid that Fang Zhengyang would rush in and find that he had turned his face with himself. Unexpectedly, he still did not dare to come in, and just scolded a few words and left.

The corners of Fang Qing's mouth curled up, "Hee hee, you scold our mother, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, that's your real mother. The second sentence of your scolding, hee hee, I'm looking forward to it!"

But the next moment, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, "Hehe, both parents have blocked you like this, I didn't expect you to still want to be together, and even this kind of thing can be done. It seems that we have to do more. What, let yourselves fall apart."

Fang Qing stood up with a sneer, got dressed, and was about to come out when her phone rang.

Fang Qing picked up the phone and saw Meng Yawen.

Fang Qing's voice became sweet again, "Sister Yawen."

"Fang Qing, Brother Jincheng and the madman went out together. After contacting in the middle of the night, they couldn't find a suitable new factory." Meng Yawen said helplessly.

"That's it, why don't we try to find it tomorrow, there are still two days." Fang Qing answered.

"Actually, I and you, Brother Jincheng, discussed a solution, that is, we build our own factories. In this case, we will no longer be afraid of being forced to move around in the future." Meng Yawen continued.

"This method is good or not, but didn't you say that we don't have that much money?" Fang Qing asked back.

"Yes, we don't have any funds, but someone has it! Fang Qing, do you know why this company is called Fang Qiao Company?"

"Why?"

"That's because when this company was established, it was founded by your brother and Qiao Xi'er, so this company also has half of Qiao Xi'er.

Isn't the company encountering difficulties now? I think I should tell Qiao Xi'er, maybe she has a better way! "Meng Yawen expressed her thoughts.

"No." Fang Qing categorically refused.

"Why not?" Meng Yawen's voice was full of doubts.

"Oh, that, I heard from my brother that Qiao Xi'er's father doesn't agree with her and my brother's contacts, so asking Qiao Xi'er to come here at this time will not increase the contradiction?" Fang Qing said in a high-sounding manner.

"Oh, that's what you said, why don't you ask your brother to see what to do next?" Meng Yawen said again.

"Well, okay." Fang Qing hung up the phone, biting her red lips and thinking there.

This Qiao Xi'er finally left Fang Zhengyang's side, and letting her come back at this time was not because she felt uncomfortable for herself.

One Yang Xinyan is enough trouble, and one more Qiao Xi'er...

Well, Yang Xinyan, Qiao Xier, if they were put together...

Fang Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, "Haha, finally there is a way."