"Where has Roland gone?"

"Sister Roland was feeling uncomfortable today, so she didn't come."

When Fang Yuanshan heard that this woman, who had always been known for being "strong", felt sick. Somehow, she felt a little distressed in her heart and smiled and said, "Then you have to be careful of your health and don't get tired. Rome was not built in one day, do you know how to take your time?"

Murong Wan looked at him affectionately, nodded and said, "Well, I know."

After chatting with her for a few more words, Fang Yuanshan got up and left the office. When he arrived at the office area outside, various mixed fragrances came from Fang Yuanshan's nose. The smell made him a little fumigated, and he said in his heart, "Didn't it smell so fragrant just now?"

"Hello, boss, do you think I can design this way?"

"Boss, I designed a new Tang suit today. Will you help me see how beautiful it is?"

“…”

Fang Yuanshan, who had just walked a few steps, was surrounded by a female designer in the office and took out his proud work for him to appreciate it. Fang Yuanshan didn't understand this. He saw the "turbulent waves" in his eyes and said with a dry smile: "You can show it to Manager Murong, I don't know much about these."

"What are you doing?"

Just when Fang Yuanshan was embarrassed, Murong Wan's voice came from behind, and the designers surrounding Fang Yuanshan suddenly scattered, leaving him standing alone. Fang Yuanshan, with a black face, quickly walked out of the company without even turning his head, leaving behind him with a "giggle" giggle...

When she was rushing back to "Changning Villa", the little girl Song Enxi was sitting in the audio-visual studio over there watching cartoons. Her serious expression made people think that she was watching not cartoons, but serious political education films!

He walked over and greeted Song Enxi. The girl's eyes were filled with joy, which made Fang Yuanshan feel "old comforted". The girl finally had a little expression, instead of her lifeless look, which made people feel distressed.

After watching the cartoon with the little girl for a while, he then watched around the villa, but couldn't find Roland. After thinking about it, he got up and walked towards the kitchen room. Aunt Xue was standing by the kitchen counter to help the chef pick up vegetables. When he saw him coming in, he stood up and asked, "Sir, do you have anything to do?"

I don’t know if it’s the feng shui environment in Banshan or the fact that this "big nanny" has a good foundation. After living in Banshan for a while, Fang Yuanshan found that her skin is getting better and better. She is thirty-six or seven years old, and her skin is really white and red. Moreover, her figure tends to become slimmer and looks like she is in a grip. If she doesn’t say it, outsiders will definitely think that she is only twenty-four or five years old this year.

Seeing Fang Yuanshan looking at him, Liang Xue was a little unnatural, and raised her hand to brush the hair on her face. The movement made Fang Yuanshan stunned again. When she came back to her senses, she asked, "Where is Roland, isn't she at home?"

"Miss Roland should be in the room, I didn't see her coming out."

"Oh"

After getting the answer, he nodded and walked up the 30-square-meter kitchen, following the beautifully shaped solid wood staircase outside.

He came to an outside of a bedroom on the second floor, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Roland, are you inside?"

"The door is not locked, come in!"

Hearing her answer, Fang Yuanshan unscrewed the door handle and walked in. Roland inside was sitting under the windowsill, holding the book in his hand and was watching. Seeing him coming in, he raised his beautiful eyes and looked over, with a smile on his face.

Looking at Roland under the windowsill from his angle, she looked at Roland with a black vest on her upper body, a lace-edged vest on the outside, a denim skirt on the lower body, and a pair of straight and slender pairs of stools in front of her, making her look fleshy; combined with her mixed-race appearance, she looked like a strange beauty.

Fang Yuanshan, who was standing at the door, was staring blankly, but was thinking about something in his heart. As wealth accumulated, he found that more and more women around him gathered, and everywhere he went, there were Yingying and a group of makeup.

"When did I provoke so many women?"

Fang Yuanshan, who was standing at the door seriously considering this issue, couldn't help laughing after a while. He found that he was really troubled by mediocre people. What's the use of thinking so much? The one who can accompany him to the end is his true destiny.

Shaking his head and shook out these negative emotions, looking at Roland and laughed: "I heard that you are in a bad state, I rushed back from abroad. How about it? Are you surprised or moved?"

Seeing that Roland didn't say anything, he just looked at him straight, Fang smiled embarrassedly: "I'm just saying something, your eyes are so creepy that I'm like a heartless man who has been abandoned all the time."

Roland's mouth bent under the windowsill and said with a smile: "Who told you that I feel uncomfortable?"

Fang Yuanshan, who walked in, sat down on her embroidered bed honestly and looked around and said, "Oh, it was Murong Wan said."

Roland's charming big eyes were still looking at him, and the light blue eyes contained a smile.

"I'm just a woman who comes that time every month."

Fang Yuanshan, who had already lying down, said casually: "Oh." After reacting, he sat up suddenly and stammered: "What...you...you are the aunt here. Mom. Damn, this Murong Wan..."

Fang Yuanshan, who looked depressed, saw Roland's funny look and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. Roland, a magical woman, was tied up twice and still jumped around now. And no matter when he saw this woman, she lived a very relaxed life. So when he heard that she was feeling uncomfortable, he rushed back. Unexpectedly, it was just an example. Fake...

Seeing that he didn't speak and looked angry, a trace of tenderness flashed across Roland's face. He used to talk nonstop in front of her, but he liked to tease her if he had nothing to do, but now suddenly stops talking, she is a little uncomfortable. She stood up from the chair and came to him and sat down.

Fang Yuanshan was lying beside the bed, with the edge left less than ten centimeters. When Roland sat down, the plumpness immediately reached his arm. The smooth touch of his thighs and arms made Fang Yuanshan tense up his body.

Fang Yuanshan had never had such close contact with this fierce woman, and he blushed a little. When Roland turned to see this scene, he showed a hint of shy expression for the first time. Then under his gaze, his head gradually drooped.
Chapter completed!