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Chapter 87 Fatty Back

I don’t know where I got the courage to pounce on the hot and overbearing Sister Rose.

By the time I reacted, I was already pressing heavily on Sister Rose.

"Little bastard, what are you doing?" Sister Rose yelled angrily, "Hurry up and drive with me!"

How could I give up such a good opportunity? I couldn't help but kiss Sister Rose's pink neck, and the fragrance of roses unique to Sister Rose filled my heart.

Damn it, that thing below me decisively activated the maximized mode.

"Ah... Damn Tangtang..." Sister Rose cried, "Get up quickly, Sister Rose hurts so much..."

It hurts? What's going on? I didn't do anything to her!

I felt something was wrong, so I hurriedly turned over and got off Sister Rose's body.

"You brat, you actually dare to force yourself on me. You don't want to live anymore, right?" Sister Rose scolded fiercely, "You think I asked you to come here just to give you a sweet treat?"

Damn it, why did you call me here in the middle of the night if you didn't give me a sweet treat? If you didn't give me a sweet treat, why did you tell me not to let others know?

"Little bastard, what are you muttering about?" Sister Rose asked angrily.

"Nothing!" I replied unhappily.

It was originally full of "sex", but now it's all broken, how unhappy it is!

"Little Tangtang, Sister Rose may be sick," Sister Rose suddenly said sadly, "I don't know why, but my back always hurts so much that it hurts even when I put on clothes."

"Ah? How could this happen?" I asked distressedly.

"I called you here because I wanted you to help me take a look at what's going on with my back! See if there's anything abnormal?" Sister Rose said with a melancholy look.

I took a look at Sister Rose's smooth and fat back, and it was hard to imagine how such a beautiful back could hurt?

"Looks very healthy, why does it hurt?" I asked.

"I don't know either. Use your phone to take a photo of it for me and I'll take a look!" Sister Rose ordered.

After taking the photo for Sister Rose, she sat on the bed and looked at it carefully for a long time with her mobile phone. She frowned and said, "There is no redness or swelling, and there are no sores. Why does it hurt?"

"Go see a doctor!" I suggested.

"After seeing it, the doctor said I was overworked and just let me have a good rest!" Sister Rose replied.

Overworked? At this moment, I suddenly realized that I didn’t care about Sister Rose too much.

"By the way, Sister Rose, aren't you the workshop director? Why are you overworked?" I asked.

"Doesn't the workshop director need to work?" Sister Rose angrily said, "Our textile factory has recently added two new production lines. The manpower is too busy and we can't recruit people for the time being, so I will take over the position. I guess I am tired.

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My heart ached, I knew Sister Rose was lying.

I know the situation of the textile factory very well. Even if two more production lines are added because of the good profits, there will be no shortage of people. There are a large number of idle female workers in City C waiting for employment!

It was definitely Sister Rose who returned to work on the production line in order to make more money.

I feel so guilty. Sister Rose not only pays for my lunch meal at school, but also gives me 200 yuan of pocket money every month. She also often buys me new clothes. I don’t even dare to refuse, because once I refuse, I will

It will bring about her wrath.

Sister Rose's love for me is selfless, and I am afraid that I will never be able to repay her kindness in eight lifetimes.

"You brat, why are you crying?" Sister Rose said displeasedly, "I can't die! Don't cry. I hate seeing any man crying like a girl."

After hearing what Sister Rose said, I tried to adjust my emotions.
Chapter completed!
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