The Tsundere Lover of the Double-Faced President

Yuan Ting was violent, speaking in a loud and rough voice, "Then, how to explain the snowy night that day? We hugged each other naked, body on top of each other, isn't it more intimate than what you said holding hands ?”

Chu Lan didn't know whether to praise Yuan Ting's persistence, or feel sorry for his perseverance and finally hit the top of the south wall and caused a bloody wound.

"He did that only to save you, as you said yourself."

"I am not the only one who was frozen. If he has no feelings, why did he choose to save me?"

The two couldn't stop arguing, each held their own opinions, and the discussion really couldn't come to any result.

"Okay," Yuan Ting patted his thigh, then stood up from the sofa, and said, "You are my sister and I won't force you. I came here to learn about Mo Yan's background. You also helped me , you keep busy, I'll take a step first."

Chu Lan also bounced up from the swivel chair, unable to fathom the faint smile on Yuan Ting's lips, and said: "Cousin, let me tell you, they are not easy to mess with. It is better to have one less thing than one more thing. The world There are tens of thousands of men, there is no need to hang on a tree like Gu Chen!"

Yuan Ting licked his lips. What makes his blood boil now is not just getting Gu Chen, but fighting against Mo Yan, the legendary old K. A man's possessiveness and desire to win are piled together. It's a silent rolling on the ground. This volcano is destined to flow across the magma, scalding a piece of innocent flowers and plants to death.

"Don't you want to go back and attack him? Or..." Chu Lan squeezed her fist and asked, "You want to report him secretly?"

"In your eyes, your cousin is so stupid, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind?" Yuan Ting rubbed Chu Lan's head, smiling horribly, put on his coat and hat, and headed back against the piercing autumn wind.

What did Yuan Ting do before? Sitting in the office and scheming against each other, I don't know how much more thoughtful than others, he can make a loss-making business?Go and fight with Mo Yan personally?That's what a reckless man did. He didn't understand Mo Yan's reaching out, and he would suffer a dumb loss if he acted rashly. If he reported it himself, Gu Chen would definitely check it out afterward. the future.

After much deliberation, Yuan Ting still decided to use the usual method - borrowing a knife to kill someone!

In the past few days, besides Yuan Ting who had crushed several bones with hatred, there was another person who was also in an emotional trough, and that was Comrade Zhou Xiaoxing.

People's emotions are so wonderful. Before meeting him, Zhou Xiaoxing lived a heartless, cheerful and handsome life. He didn't have any special pursuits or goals in life. When he was free and bored, he looked up at the blue sky and white clouds and listened to the birdsong , Occasionally pick up a paintbrush and draw self-study cartoons in twos and threes on white paper.

However, after meeting that person, my heart is no longer completely my own, and my emotions are out of control. It always rises with the appearance of that person, disappears and feels lonely. When I am free, I no longer have the leisure to appreciate nature. He is full of love, and the loneliness in his heart is like a white-clothed devil in a century-old dry well, grabbing vines and entwining circles and climbing up, devouring his weak heart that has no power to fight back.

Ever since Mo Yan changed shifts, Zhou Xiaoxing's lethargic mood began to enter into an endless loop. It was like a deadlock and he couldn't get rid of it. When Mo Yan came early in the morning, although Zhou Xiaoxing didn't know that he was waiting for Gu Chen, But that way at least I can still see Mo Yan, and I can still say a few words before Gu Chen came. Now, the two people have different divisions of labor, different regions, different time, and there is no intersection at all.

Zhou Xiaoxing looked into the distance, his young pupils were covered with a layer of transparent mist, which was a melancholy that he shouldn't have at his age.

Soon it will be the day of Mid-Autumn Festival reunion. Everyone in the army is away as a soldier, defending their home and country. It is very difficult to go home and reunite with their families at this moment. So the cooks in the kitchen are making moon cakes with flour and stuffing. How to put it, our Chinese tradition cannot be lost.

Everyone who is making moon cakes can see that Mo Yan's technique is obviously different from them. Even the unique strength of his wrist for sifting flour is eye-catching. It's a pity that they stole the lesson a bit late, and they didn't follow up with the previous few steps. superior.

Some of them joked, "Chef Mo, you worked so hard, why do you want to give your wife some money?"

Everyone knows that Mo Yan is not married, but he definitely has a partner. He is very energetic when he works every day, and he grins unconsciously when he has nothing to do, just like when he is in a daze thinking about things. That is a person who is in love. The unique reactions of men are all people who have experienced it, so they can't see it.

"That's right, it's different for those who have a partner and our old bachelors, and making mooncakes is different!"

"Ha ha……"

A few old men held back in it and didn't say anything. In fact, they missed women and thought hard. It's nothing to say such things.

Mo Yan wrapped his red bean stuffing silently, knowing that Gu Chen likes sweet food, he specially added a little brown sugar in it.

"Hey, that's not necessarily true. Take a look at Old Dengtou. He also has a wife. Take a look at his mooncakes. They are just like smashed persimmons!"

Hearing everyone's bluffing.Lao Deng shook his head, and the persimmon was completely cut into two halves, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

The person next to him couldn't help being happy when he saw this, "So, making moon cakes has nothing to do with whether you have a partner."

"That's not true," one person objected, "Old Dengtou is different from Mo Yan. Old Dengtou has already had a litter of children, and Mo Yan is not married yet! Maybe he hasn't even had a kang yet."

"Impossible, our Chef Mo is one of many men, and his glory can be seen, how could it be like that, don't talk nonsense!"

The fat chef who was closer to Mo Yan gave him an arm, and asked, "Well, Mo Yan, how is your wife, isn't she very handsome?"

As soon as the question was asked, the room suddenly became quiet, and everyone remained silent. I was really curious, who could subdue a man as majestic as Mo Yan and keep Mo Yan awake 24 hours a day, could it be an ordinary person?

When the word "daughter-in-law" was mentioned, Mo Yan was no longer indifferent, the muscles on his face moved handsomely, and he answered definitely: "You are handsome!"

"Wow~"

A pot exploded in the back kitchen, and everyone booed like crazy.

"When can I bring the brothers to meet?"

"When are you going to have a banquet? Don't forget to send us invitations!"

"The wedding must be lively, and it must be worthy of your handsome daughter-in-law!"

"..."

Everyone was chattering, Zhou Xiaoxing roared suddenly, "Stop messing around, and don't check the time, this speed can't even make it to dinner time!"

The unexpected delivery of the always docile and cute child made everyone quiet, and Zhou Xiaoxing walked out with a basin in his hands.

"What's wrong with this kid? I've never seen him lose his temper before."

The fat chef interjected: "I don't know what's wrong, I used to have a good relationship with Xiaoxing, but this time I changed shifts with Mo Yan and he has never given me a good face."

"Did you lose your love?" Someone asked.

The fat chef was speechless, "How old is he? Besides, Xiaoxing stays in the army all day long. Who is he in love with? Are you in love with him?"

Mo Yan fiddled with the things in his hand, his joints were stiff.

That night, the leaders of several teams came to the kitchen one after another to pick up the mooncakes. They were as happy as picking up treasures. Gu Chen deliberately dragged it until the end, knowing that his big squid would definitely leave his favorite food for the end. , must not be robbed by others.

As soon as Gu Chen entered the back kitchen, Yuan Ting followed behind.

"Captain Gu is so humble to be the last one?" Yuan Ting emphasized the weirdness.

Gu Chen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked directly in front of Mo Yan, Mo Yan handed out the moon cakes he made by himself, and Yuan Ting saw it.

"Hey, why is the mooncake you gave Captain Gu different from ours?"

Gu Chen was annoyed, "It's fine if you get it, why are there so many nonsense?"

"I'm advocating fairness and openness for the army. If someone knows that Captain Bi Gu went through the back door and forced a person into the kitchen to make it easier for you to fill your stomach, it will be..."

Yuan Ting pinpointed that Mo Yan had been keeping a low profile during his time in the army and did not dare to publicize it. Naturally, it was impossible for him to spread a word of bad things about Gu Chen.

Mo Yan took out another box, slid it along the table to Yuan Ting, and gagged his mother's mouth.

Out of the corner of Yuan Ting's eyes, he caught sight of Gu Chen's pursed mouth and went out carrying the mooncake in satisfaction. Unexpectedly, just as he stepped out of the door, a lightning bolt fell from the sky.

"You deserve it," Gu Chen leaned on the edge of the table gloating, "Even the heavens don't like you, so how about lightning strike you!"

"I'd be happy to get the mooncake you want and get hacked to death!"

Gu Chen's nostrils are smoking, you're so cruel!

No one thought that the thunder would stop as soon as it struck, the lightning, thunder, and howling wind, followed by the heavy rain, the big trees were directly uprooted, and the broadcast outside sounded. For the sake of safety, and it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone stays indoors tonight , the training event is cancelled.

The few people in the kitchen didn't have a chance to go out, and finally Gu Chen, Mo Yan, Yuan Ting, Zhou Xiaoxing, and himself sat down around the round table under the arrangement of the fat master.

In fact, there are quite a lot of people getting together on weekdays. Fat master thought that the five of them would happily spend this extraordinary Mid-Autumn Festival by opening moon cakes and drinking drinks. Noise, no sound even when chewing.

The silence inside the room was terrible, and the hurricane outside the room was terrifying.

After a while, the moon cakes were finished, and everyone still didn't speak, just sat there dryly, with big eyes and small eyes, like strangers they didn't know at all. I don't know if it will be successful, but I am just trying to propose a game of playing the truth in the bottle. In the past, the brothers used to get together to play like this, and I don't know if they will agree...