The president loves the little monster

Two people, you talk about yours, and I talk about mine, they are not on the same channel at all, so of course the conversation fell apart.

Meng Mo felt that Mr. Ao couldn't understand people's words at all, and he had no way to chat. It happened that he had a card in his wallet, so he didn't say anything, and just gave the card to Ao Qin: "The password hasn't been changed. Six zeros."

Then he put on Ao Qin's big pajamas and left with a bang.

He walked very fast, and Ao Qin picked up the car keys and chased him out. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared. After driving for a while, he didn't see anyone, and the phone couldn't get through, so he had to go back to the office depressed, thinking about his skills. Is it really that bad?

Probably only God knows.

Ao Qin frowned and took his mobile phone to Baidu and searched "how to improve the skills", and the results were almost all of the opposite sex... He remembered that Jingwei was very keen to force CP for the young freshmen in the entertainment circle, Once at work, Moyu posted a post discussing homosexuality on the Internet, and he came across it. The screen was full of yellow and dirty, and he thought that she would be better at it?

So he called Xiaowei, and Xiaowei excitedly recommended a bunch of articles to him, saying that you would understand after reading it hahaha.So Ao Qin randomly clicked on one to read, and as a result, the chapter 1 of the article was overwhelmed by the offense and the subject, "Bao got a lot of fun together", Chapter 2 and "Bao got a lot of fun together", Chapter 3 And "Bao got a lot of frost together"... until the end, all the scenes were solved with the eight words "Bao got a lot of cream together".

What the hell?

Ao Qin flipped through the comments, and some readers asked at the bottom—how willing?Ask for a car, a car, a car!

Reply from the author——Crab of life, make up your own brain hahaha!

Ao Qin: "..."

Why did he have to find a bird as an assistant? It's not reliable at all.

Ao Qin mopped the floor depressedly, and took a shower depressedly.

Several pieces of bricks in the bathroom wall were broken, radiating across half of the wall. Ao Qin thought that this little fairy is too strong, right?Maybe maybe it's really not human?Looking at his monstrous appearance, could it be that he is a vixen?

Even a vixen must have a bruised back.

He felt so distressed for a moment, and when he got up early the next day, he hurriedly asked Xiao Wei to buy ointment, and asked her to send the ointment and bank/bank/card to Meng Mo, and asked the maintenance master to come over to repair the wall tiles.

Xiao Wei: "..."

Filling bricks?What happened to the wall tiles?

She went to the bathroom to take a look curiously, and was speechless for a moment, thinking that Lord Dragon King is so terrifying that it even cracked the wall.

But compared to his youthful and frivolous feats, it seems nothing.

Is Xiaoxianrou’s drum still okay?

Xiao Wei thought of Ao Qin asking him about bed skills last night, and instantly imagined the tragedy of the little fresh meat drum being cut into eight petals every day. He couldn't help shivering, and went to the pharmacy to buy the most expensive and largest tube to treat his buttocks. On the way, he met the executive director who came to the company to do business, so he asked him to take it to Meng Mo.For the sake of Xiao Xianrou's agitation, she deliberately added fuel and vinegar to Ao Qin's instructions, and said it like this.

So Meng Mo was called to the office by the executive director as soon as he finished his class with the vocal teacher.

The executive director pushed the bank card and the anti-drum medicine in front of him together, and said with an ambiguous expression: "Mr. Ao asked me to give you these things, and also specially instructed that the medicine must be applied on time."

Meng Mo: "..."

What's the mess?He wasn't injured or sick, what kind of medicine did he take?

He took the ointment and glanced at it curiously. The name of the medicine was printed on the outer box. He didn't know at least three of the six words, and the combination was even more incomprehensible.

The executive director continued: "Mr. Ao also said that you can spend the money in the card as you like, there is no upper limit, but at least [-] a week, otherwise I will be fired." He and the team director Ao Qin invited from outside Yang Yun is different. He is a contracted director under Fantasy Entertainment, so not only does he not have the confidence to arrange Ao Qin behind the scenes like Director Yang, but for the sake of his own career, he has to please his boss everywhere. He is also a director, megaphone, and pimp Waiting for several positions can be called quite hard work.

Meng Mo: "...what?"

Is Ao Qin mentally ill?

"It's easy to spend [-] a week," the executive director said with a doggy smile to the future president's wife in front of him. That's enough. You young couples are at odds, so don't embarrass us. It's not easy for us small employees to make a living. I have a wife and children to support at home. If we are really fired, our whole family will drink Northwest Wind "Actually, Ao Qin just gave a casual order, and didn't mention anything about being fired at all. Xiao Wei added fuel and jealousy, and the executive director wanted to curry favor with Ao Qin. He was afraid that the president would think he was not good at doing things, so he was stunned by the three-point matter. He said it was ten.

Meng Mo: "..."

Ao Qin is sure that he must be mentally ill!

Although he wanted to reject it on the spot, but because of the mess between him and Mr. Ao, it would not be good to involve others innocently, so he reluctantly accepted it. The bank card was locked in the cabinet, and the ointment was casually thrown under the coffee table in the living room. .As a result, the next day Lu Jiang touched the snacks from under the coffee table, and accidentally touched the ointment for treating drums, and her whole body instantly petrified.

In fact, the direction of this ointment manual is not obvious, but Lu Jiang's family is in the pharmaceutical business, and she has been soaking in pharmacies since she was a child, so she is very clear about these side-by-side medicines.

Meng Mo was typing notation on his mobile phone, caught a glimpse of his expression, and gave him a questioning look.

"This..." Lu Jiang laughed dryly, stretched out her hand and tapped the ointment, "Is it yours?"

"Well," Meng Mo nodded, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were black and white, clear to the bottom, "what's the matter?"

His expression was too calm, but Lu Jiang felt that he was making too much fuss, so he laughed: "It's okay, I'm just asking casually."

Meng Mo blinked his eyes. He had an intuition that this matter was not that simple, so he took the ointment while Lu Jiang was going out to class, took the ointment and Baidu it, and then...it also instantly petrified.

A few seconds later, his ears were red, his buttocks were on fire, he jumped up, threw the ointment into the trash can like a hot potato, and at the same time scolded that big villain Ao Qin ten thousand times in his heart. Ten thousand times.

He really wanted to smash the bank card in the face of that big villain, and ask him if he was mentally ill!

However he is too busy.

In the past few days, Meng Mo and the other eight contestants have to take vocal lessons, practice songs, join the band, rehearse, and rehearse. They are busy from early to dark every day. He couldn't find time to find Ao Qin at all, but he couldn't help but murmur a few words in his heart when he was free, which made Ao Qin sneeze for four consecutive days, which was thrilling and ecstasy.

As the Dragon King of the South China Sea who controls wind and rain, Ao Qin makes it rain when he sneezes.

It rained for four full days.

The weather turned cold almost instantly, and everyone on the street shivered with umbrellas, and some girls who were afraid of the cold even wrapped themselves in down jackets.

So Ao Qin began to think about it.

The little goblin was so poor that he only had two sets of T-shirts and jeans. Even though he had forced some autumn clothes for the little goblin a few days ago, there were no woolen sweaters, no down jackets, no long johns...he didn't have any cold clothes at all. clothes.

So after working overtime on Saturday afternoon, Ao Qin went to the shopping mall alone, and bought a lot at one go according to the size of the little fairy, but couldn't take it all, so he had to leave the address for the specialty store to deliver to the door.When I was leaving the shopping mall, I passed the daily necessities counter, and there were large bottles of shampoo, hair conditioner, hair care essential oil, hair mask, etc. on the counter. Ao Qin thought of Meng Mo's long black and smooth hair, so he stopped. , After consulting in detail, I picked the most expensive set and bought it.

The shopping guide was so handsome by Ao Qin that his legs were weak. He watched him patiently listen to her introduction, and gently answered questions about hair quality, hair length, and whether it was dry and frizzy from time to time. Although his face was cold, his eyes were The smile almost overflowed.

The little girl was almost fascinated by him, and she was very envious of his "girlfriend". When she checked out, she secretly stuffed a small bottle of heart-shaped perfume sample into the gift bag.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ao Qin left the shopping mall contentedly with a hair care set, and drove out to the live show of the draft. Thinking of how the little fairy used the conditioner he bought to make her hair blacker, smoother and feel super good, He couldn't help but smile on the corner of his lips.

It frightened the executive director to stagger.

If things are abnormal, there must be demons.However, during the entire live broadcast of the draft, Ao Qin sat quietly in the VIP seats below the stage, with a faint smile on his lips, staring at the stage without blinking, not acting like a monster at all, the live broadcast At the end, I had a brief chat with Director Yang about business, and then I couldn't wait to go backstage.

But the backstage was empty, there was no one there.