100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Ming Jia Ye:...? ? ? What does it mean to do your best?

The stall owner didn't know the story behind Malatang. He only heard that the little girl asked this well-dressed man to do his best?

What does it mean to do your best?

If you can't afford the spicy hotpot that costs ten yuan a portion, you can't be so stingy as a man, right?

"Girl, I'll make it for you for 15 yuan, or I can treat you to it!"

I'm afraid the words Ming Jia Ye and Chu Sou are engraved on the face of this little eye drops!

Ming Jiaye calmly took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code of the stall for 30 yuan!

"Ding dong! Please send me the letter v to receive the payment. 30 yuan has been received!"

The loud sound of payment seemed to indicate something...

The little girl laughed out loud on the spot.

The few small tables around the stall owners were all occupied, and they had no place to sit. Every now and then, one or two seats would be vacant, and those would be people bringing small bowls to the cart to add sesame sauce or spicy sauce for seasoning.

The two of them stood on the roadside, and she poked a small oil bubble with a bamboo skewer and ate it.

"Uncle Ming, this is delicious, try it."

She blew on it twice to cool it down, and then handed it to the man's mouth.

He took a bite, and the taste was indeed unique.

"How about it?"

"not bad."

Jin Huan does not insist on others agreeing with her. She has lived for too long and has tasted countless delicacies. She is used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and she really has no interest in ordinary crafts.

After all, it's not just for the sake of filling her stomach, she just likes to eat these pyrotechnic stalls in the streets and alleys.

Ming Jiaye always left three points in his words.

Okay, pretty good, not bad, okay...

After all, they were all ambiguous words. She seemed to have never seen him express his definite liking for anything until now!

"Uncle Ming, what is your favorite food?"

eat?

He doesn't have a big appetite and doesn't seem to like anything in particular. Of course, he's not picky about food either.

"There's nothing I particularly like to eat."

"That's good. From now on, I can buy whatever I like to eat. Whatever I like, you can like whatever you like!"

She seems to be happy every day.

I was very happy when eating, happy to see the beautiful scenery, and happy to receive exquisite little gifts.

Even now, when it comes to the future, when it comes to the future, when it comes to liking, there is a smile in the corners of her eyes and brows, all of which make people feel good.

He raised his hand to smooth her naughty and fluttering hair.

Curved his lips: "Okay."

I like whatever you like.

......

After returning home, veteran cadres always take a shower first.

Jinhuan hugged a bowl of smoothie, adjusted the table, and half-slumbered on the short Arhat bed in front of the window to watch.

He took a shower quickly. Her bowl of smoothie had just reached the bottom, and his bathroom door just opened.

The bathrobe is neatly worn, oh, even the belt is tied into the most solid bow.

Gee...

Jinhuan raised an eyebrow, put down the empty bowl without delay, and entered the bathroom with her cartoon pajamas.

She didn't know how long other girls took a bath, but Shen Jinhuan wouldn't leave the bathroom for more than an hour!

You need to wash your hair twice, then put on a hair mask, take a shower three or two times, rub in any mud once, apply sanding cream once, and only use shower gel for the last time.

After coming out, brush your teeth, wash your face, blow dry your hair, and then apply water, lotion, essence, and facial cream.

Don’t skip a step!

Shen Jinhuan's beauty is innate, but she still persists in taking these small steps. How can I put it, the process of becoming more refined will make her physically and mentally happy!

So, an hour later, Minggaye held a smooth, soft and fragrant little girl in his arms!

The palm of her hand felt a little tantalizingly hot through her pajamas.

He pressed her waist wickedly and pressed in hard.

Jinhuan trembled sensitively, and even though she was blushing, she wanted to come down, but her waist was restrained by him forcefully, and she was unable to fulfill her wish.

"Hide what?"

"itch."

When the man lowered his eyes to look at the person, the invisible pressure felt both tense and exciting, and the slow tone made his scalp numb.

"Didn't you eat my 30 yuan Malatang?"