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Chapter 787 Mr. Fu¡¯s childhood had no cartoons

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    After not hearing Gao Feng's answer for a long time, Ji Anan already had the answer in his heart.

    Although she would be very disappointed, she did not force it. No normal person would agree to such a rude request and such a selfish proposal.

    She smiled, picked up her handbag, and continued walking forward with slow steps.

    "Uncle, I just said it. If you don't want to, forget it. I'm going home. I will pay you back the money for the clothes as soon as possible. Thank you!"

    After saying that, Ji Anan left.

    She had just taken two steps when a big, rough hand with distinct joints suddenly appeared on her shoulder. The man roughly pushed her against the wall.

    He lowered his head, captured her delicate lips, sucked and rubbed her lips domineeringly and harshly.

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Ji Anan was stunned, his eyes were as wide as bells as he laughed, and his hands were so helpless that he didn't know where to put them.

    In the end, she chose to grab the hem of his suit.

    This small movement showed a soft and well-behaved side, and it gave Gao Feng an unprecedented desire to protect him.

    His eyes were fixed on her face, and his rough voice sternly sounded: "Do you know what it takes to be my girlfriend?"

    Ji Anan bit his head and answered with common sense: "Cooking and washing clothes?"

    "That's not right!"

    "That's right!"

    "so!"

    ¡°There¡¯s still this!¡±

    "You will be pressed against the wall and kissed by me unscrupulously, you will be touched by me, and you will sleep with me! Aren't you afraid of all these?"

    He is an adult, a real man who is almost thirty years old.

    It is impossible to play house games with her like children, or any kind of platonic spiritual love, Gao Feng disdains it.

    How long he abstains from sexual intercourse will make him feel crazy inside. When he saw her tender legs in the hospital just now, he had already fallen for it.

    Ji Anan has no experience at all, but she knows very well that she didn't hate it when her uncle kissed her and touched her just now.

    It was just inevitable that she would be shy, so she bit her lips that were red from his kiss and lowered her head. How could she tell him that she was willing?

    Seeing the girl lower her head with rosy cheeks, Gao Feng thought she was afraid of Meng Lang just now, so he let her go with a self-deprecating smile.

    "Little girl, please go back. Regarding your illness, I will help you contact the best doctor. You are still young, so don't be blinded by temporary thoughts. I am eight or nine years older than you."

    "Let's go."

    After saying that, he turned around first, bent down and picked up the handbag scattered on the ground, and handed it to her again.

    Ji Anan stretched out his hands, but instead of picking up the handbag, he hugged his thick neck and offered himself panting.

    ??Close your eyes tightly.

    "Uncle, I'm not afraid. II am willing."

    Gao Feng was ecstatic in his heart, the corners of his lips twitched a few times in disbelief, and he asked again: "Will you kiss me on the lips?"

    "Um."

    "You're not afraid if I touch you?"

    Ji Anan's ears turned red, he nodded hesitantly, and added in a low voice, "Well, please be gentle, it hurts."

    He almost suspected that he was old and had auditory hallucinations in his ears. Unwilling to give up, he half-squinted his eyes and said ferociously:

    "Including sleeping? With your small body, can you bear it?"

    this¡­¡­

    He looks at Xuanhu.

    Ji Anan's face turned pale, and he grabbed his little hand uneasily. When he raised his head again, his eyes were full of determination.

    I¡¯m twenty-one and I¡¯m not afraid of pain.

    This time, he smiled at his peak, a smile that felt both distressed and joyful, and he breathed a sigh of relief without leaving any trace.

    His big hands gently stroked her long, silky hair, locking her into his arms.

    "Silly girl, are you cold? Let's go up first and then talk"

    Hearing this, Ji Anan's eyes lit up, and his voice was full of joy, as if a child had finally gotten the thing he had dreamed of.

    She hugged his arm lovingly, for fear that he would run away, "Uncle, have you agreed?"

    "Yeah. But I don't like having a sick girlfriend. You have to promise me that you will receive good treatment and live with me."

    "good."

      I gave up treatment before because my family had no money.

    Now that he has two million and new motivation, Ji Anan decided that he must work hard to make money and cure the disease as soon as possible.

    Even if it can¡¯t be cured, it would be nice to live one more day and look after an uncle.

    ¡ª¡ª

    On the way to Peiping, a bright red Ferrari was driving on the road at a lightning speed like a leopard galloping on the grassland.

    The man sitting in the passenger seat frequently looked back at the road behind him. When he didn't find any familiar shadow, he withdrew his gaze.

    Seeing this, Song Zhengran, who was driving, didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed out loud, "I said Mr. Fu, you don't need to read at all. Your assistant is Zhu Bajie and Gao Laozhuang."

    "What's the meaning?"

    Fu Jueshen's doubtful voice came from under the mask, and Song Zhengran's pupils dilated in shock, and he almost stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake.

    Fortunately, this was on a highway, and the distance between the front and rear cars was relatively large, otherwise his kick might have caused a man-made accident.

    "No way, you haven't even read "Journey to the West"???"

    Fu Jueshen snorted coldly and stared at him again with a look like a fool, "Of course I know "Journey to the West". When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I read all the original versions of the four major classics."

    ¡°Reading??? Isn¡¯t it watching TV?¡±

    "It is our Fu family's tradition that children are not allowed to watch TV."

    So, his childhood was filled only with piles and piles of books, TV and cartoons?  ?  ?  Forget it!

    Song Zhengran suddenly sympathized with him and muttered in a low voice: "No wonder you seem cold and unapproachable. You said that you are such an old man and you have never even watched cartoons. How pitiful."

    "Then you probably haven't watched "Inuyasha", "The Prince of Tennis", "Pig Man", "The Seven Heroes of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit""

    "No!"

    He said a series of things, which were all blind spots of knowledge in Fu Jueshen.

    Finally, Song Zhengran came up with his trump card, "No, you should have seen this one before - "Balala Little Demon Fairy" is my childhood favorite."

    Fu Jueshen had a look of disgust on his face. If it hadn't been blocked by the mask, Song Zhengran would have seen that he was despised by Mr. Fu.

    "I didn't look at it."

    "Hey, what do you think you, a superior young master of the Fu family, can do? Although my family raises pigs, my dad even puts a TV in the pigsty and plays cartoons for them every day."

    "As for me, I can take a look while feeding the pigs. Why don't you come to my house to feed the pigs together and relive the classics."

    After he finished speaking, Fu Jueshen only answered him with four words coldly - "Drive your car!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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