100 ways to be a scumbag boss

It really doesn't matter if you have fun.

Even Si Jiu can't get her pregnant, let alone others. The probability of her getting pregnant is definitely lower than the probability of the end of the world.

Ming Jiaye promised the little girl that they would have hot pot in the evening. The two of them parked a car randomly on the roadside and headed there.

Although Haidilao is famous across the country, there are quite a few hot pot restaurants that rank high and offer good service in the Imperial Capital.

Banu, Chongba Niufu, Donglaishun, Jubaoyuan, etc. are all good.

Mingjiaye knows that little girls are particular and like cleaner places. Relatively speaking, Banu is the least likely to make mistakes.

I thoroughly enjoyed this meal, especially the coconut juice she specially ordered, which was very sweet and delicious.

......

I thought he would do something when he got to the hotel.

After all, I had a day off last night, and I just said harsh words, but in the end, he honestly did nothing.

After helping her turn on the TV and get snacks, she took her pajamas and went to take a bath.

Oh... By the way, there is a cup of ginseng and wolfberry tea that he just brewed on the bedside table.

She took off her shoes, crossed her legs and sat on the sofa, eating melon seeds and pressing the remote control to adjust the channel.

Take as much leisurely time as you want.

One of the benefits of the general package is that most members of the station are covered.

Many people came and went in a hurry and had no time to watch TV, so naturally they didn't know this little secret.

She chose a variety show she liked, and it was very leisurely.

When the bathroom door opened, she was looking at it so excitedly that she naturally didn't have the time to attend to anything else.

The man walked towards this side step by step, and there were still some water stains on the soles of his slippers.

The sofa cushions slowly sank and he sat next to the little girl.

He wrapped his fingers around a strand of her long black hair and sniffed it under his nose. His voice was gentle and hoarse: "Would you like to take a shower?"

"I'll wait for a while, you go wash first."

Being able to say this is enough to prove that her attention is not here at all.

Ming Jiaye was not upset after hearing this, as if he had expected it.

He held it in front of the little girl, and started playing with the light on without even closing the window.

She finally let out a sigh, bit her lip and glared at him.

"No."

This sound is not powerful, but it sounds more exciting than the word "Xu".

Sure enough, he paused, turned to hold the little girl's wrist, lowered his head and gently buried it, and his voice suddenly became unclear: "Is this TV good to watch?"

"Easy."

There is always something intriguing about this gesture.

She raised her head slightly, hugged his head hard, and whispered with a trembling voice: "Uncle Ming!"

He relaxed his teeth and raised his head.

Look at her condescendingly.

He hooked his fingers, and he quickly pulled something off. Ignoring her begging look, he threw it on the coffee table.

"Uncle Ming."

The little girl's eyes were extremely red. She was so delicate. She was so soft even before she started.

The bright light fell on every inch of her eyebrows, making her look gorgeous and charming.

The man lowered his head and touched the corner of her lips. His Adam's apple rolled slightly. He tightened his grip on her wrist, then slowly loosened it and sat down again.

He glanced sideways at the little guy and said in a hoarse voice: "Good boy, come here and sit down."

Her face suddenly turned red, she was timid, and people always wanted to force her to do something bad.

"I, I won't."

"Come here first."

She came over tremblingly, holding his shoulders with her little hands in fear.

"Uncle Ming."

"Be good, don't be afraid." He put his hands on the back of the sofa and raised his head slightly to look at her.

"Uncle Ming."

"good."