100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Ming Jiaye was stunned for a moment, and the little girl stuck out her tongue.

The dark green starlight exploded and danced, and rushed into her body crazily the next second.

Mingjiaye just subconsciously hugged her tightly.

But he quickly reacted and pushed her away in a panic!

The numbing feeling on the tip of my tongue is too strong, and my heartbeat is so violent!

My mind went blank, my body was stiff, and I was at a loss for a moment.

The little drunkard who was pushed away seemed to be even more dizzy, his steps staggered, and his eyes were filled with grievances, as if to say, why didn't you let me kiss you!

But she didn't just die here alone. She leaned against the east wall and leaned against the west wall. In short, she was moving forward.

The child was so drunk that he couldn't really let people run around.

Holding back the restlessness and anger in her heart, Ming Jiaye grabbed her collar and slipped back with a dark face.

Yuan Dahai was also at a dinner party when he received the call. After hearing this, he left without saying a word and quickly came to take Jinhuan home. Nothing else matters to us. We can stay safe, sacrifice for a while, and enjoy life for the rest of our lives!

It would be half an hour before the child's parents came over, so Mingjiaye picked her up and took her back to her car first to avoid her making a fuss!

"Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!"

"be honest."

"Not honest!"

......

When she was tired of tossing, she would sleep holding his neck.

There was no one in the car. Ming Jiaye came here by himself at night, and the driver didn't follow him. They were the only two people in the car at the moment.

The back car was extremely quiet, except for her shallow breathing.

Xu Shi was so dark that she didn't let go of him, and Ming Jiaye wasn't too tough either.

The little girl was nestled in his arms softly and softly, and her breathing and exhalation sounds were very small. To be honest, there was always an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Uncle Ming."

"Ok?"

She said no more.

Mingjiaye's Adam's apple rolled slightly. Was she dreaming about herself? What did you dream about?

......

When Yuan Dahai received the master, Mingshi's face was not very good, and his usually upright suit was also a little wrinkled.

He even told him not to let children touch alcohol if nothing happened.

He responded repeatedly. As for the many, Yuan Dahai didn't dare to ask a word... For example, Mingshi, why did the corner of your mouth break? Was it bitten by my master?

Hahahahaha!

Yuan Dahai didn't want to admit that he was a little gloating!

However, this is the only man who makes him want to act like an uncle. I hope the master can live up to his expectations. Anyway, he has already become a pervert in that sentence "Xiao Ming".

......

Jinhuan woke up the next day still a little dizzy.

After she was drunk, sometimes she could remember and sometimes it would be fragmented. She really couldn't remember what happened last night, but her body's instinct for energy should be enough for her to send herself to Mingjiaye. That was enough... ...

As for people with evil intentions... Yan Yufei and Dogtail Grass are not vegetarians either.

So she really has no worries.

After getting up and tidying up, I followed Yuan Dahai to the construction site.

Yuan Dahai held a small umbrella for her to protect her from the sun all the way, but she still found it too hot, so he simply went to see Ming Ga while holding the roasted chestnuts in his hand.

"dong dong dong~"

"Enter."

The little girl poked her head in: "Uncle Ming~"

Ming Jiaye gently squeezed the pen body tightly, but his face was the same as before: "Morning."

She happily pulled up a small chair to sit next to him, and even generously gave him five chestnuts!

"Uncle Ming, my uncle said that I troubled you last night because I was drunk. I didn't say any nonsense last night to make you unhappy, right?"

"No." For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable knowing that she had no memory of what happened last night.

"That's good, Uncle Ming, I didn't drink on purpose last night."

"Then why are you drinking?"

"Because." She blushed and looked a little awkward.

This girl's Huaichun appearance is actually very cute, with a hint of innocence and beauty in her youth, but Ming Jiaye's fingertips are getting colder and colder, and he realizes for the first time that he may not want to hear what she says next.

really.

"A male classmate confessed to me last night."