The Cold-Blooded Officer Said Nothing, but His Joy Instantly Turned into a Real Fragrance at the Scene

[Era + Wearing Books + Micro-Group Portraits + Getting Rich] Chen Jiao traveled back in time to a beautiful but cowardly little cannon fodder written in the 1980s. The little cannon fodder has been kidnapped by morality all his life, but it doesn't matter, Chen Jiao has no morals. Want me to celebrate? No problem. For such a hard job, you have to give me some benefits. Let me give you 10,000 yuan first. My husband can't? It's not a big problem, I was just here for his money. No, who says my husband can't do it? That's great! *** Fu Qian didn't want a wedding bride. After all, he grew up abroad and had always scorned the feudal dross in China. But who could tell him that the feudal dregs would swallow his saliva and move their hands on his abdominal muscles? Will the feudal dregs lie on his bed disheveled and seduce him with an innocent look on his face? The most important thing is, how can a feudal dregs suddenly become a rich woman and support her? This is unscientific!