A goblin who doesn't want to stir up trouble is not a good goblin

Mu Liangfeng didn't delve into the reason for this "nonsense". What he cared about was asking Hua Xian to eat more dishes. Unexpectedly, Hua Xian began to play tricks again. He couldn't hold any snacks in his stomach and couldn't hold them with his hands. Later, he Simply lie down on the sofa: "I want to sleep."

As soon as he acted like a baby, Mu Liangfeng no longer had any thoughts of persecution.

Hua Xian grasped the opponent's three inches, facing the sofa, and began to pick the skin on it.Bai Junhe helped his president clean up the table for a while, and then watched him drooling at Hua Xian's ass.

The expression is very wretched and perverted.

Bai Junhe poked at his arm, and exchanged a look with Mu Liangfeng, his eyes were naked and wrote: Can you restrain yourself?

Hua Xian turned his head and saw the two people flirting with each other. He silently sat up on the sofa, ready to make an assist: "Secretary Bai, tell me about your mall blueprint."

If possible, Mu Liangfeng really wanted to tell Bai Junhe to pack up his things and leave immediately.

The one-hour introduction was full of boring terms. Hua Xian fell asleep and yawned: "Don't talk about this kind of nonsense, just talk about what kind of style you want."

Bai Junhe thought about it in a blink of an eye, anyway, the president just wants the president's wife to have fun, so just talk about it casually, so he said: "Small and fresh, it can attract young women..."

He picked up a few words, and Hua Xian nodded while listening. In the middle, he picked up the socks on the table, rolled them into a ball repeatedly, and even stuffed his hands into the socks.

Bai Junhe finished talking expressionlessly: "Then I'm going out? I still have to work."

"Okay, see you next time." Hua Xian waved to him with his gloves on.

When Bai Junhe went out, Huaxian took off his socks, and said to Mu Liangfeng, "Secretary Bai is very nice, she doesn't talk about me when she sees me playing with socks."

Hua Xian has no requirements for his sister-in-law, just two points, one, Mu Liangfeng likes it, and two, he can bear his own sloppiness.

Saturday is a day off, and those who go to work today will be counted as overtime. Mu Liangfeng finished his meal, gave up his lunch break, and worked overtime to complete the contract approval: "There is a dinner tonight, do you want to go?"

"Why is there another dinner?" Hua Xian was sleeping on the sofa, holding up his mobile phone, playing King of Glory.

"Su Yiran signed a sale in City H in the afternoon, and invited him to dinner in the evening."

Hua Xian sat up straight, "Su Yiran? That Su Yiran?"

"Ah."

"Fuck!" Hua Xian clapped his hands excitedly, "Isn't this the XL man I want!"

Mu Liangfeng's signed pen poked a hole in the contract: "Hua Xian, are you short-sighted?"

"Uncorrected visual acuity 5.2."

"Oh, then why can't you see the person next to you?"

Mu Liangfeng has always been known as a potential stock, and many men and women have caught up with him over the years, but none of them caught his eye.Seeing the friends around him falling in love one after another, Mu Liangfeng felt infinite envy in his heart.

He really wanted to sleep with Huaxian in his arms!

But Hua Xian seemed to be blind, he just put away the high-quality stocks, and said with great ambition that he would hook up the weeds outside.

After hearing what Mu Liangfeng said, Hua Xian's thoughts immediately went astray, and he was shocked and said: "Are you talking about Liu Liang and the others? I don't want it."

Mu Liangfeng was frustrated for a while, he was a little uncertain whether to speak directly.If you say it directly, will it be too shocking and cut off your own way?But don't say it, it's really aggrieved.

Being aggrieved until the next second can crush the table to ashes.

"Don't even think about it, she has a boyfriend and they just met last year." Mu Liangfeng drank a mouthful of blood from his throat, lowered his head and continued writing.

"It's boring, another good man is gone." Hua Xian bent his knees and tightened his trousers, revealing his beautiful buttocks.

Huaxian has a raised buttocks and a thin waist, which can be called the necessary skills for beheading men.From time to time, he stretched his waist and moved his buttocks, revealing his beautiful curves. In Mu Liangfeng's eyes, he was almost provocative.

Mu Liangfeng poured a glass of cold water and forced himself to calm down and read the contract.

After staying for a while, nothing to do, Hua Xian got up: "I'm going to visit the art gallery, see you tonight."

Mu Liangfeng thought that Hua Xian would get upset when he saw Su Yiran, and stopped him: "Don't come, I'll go back right after dinner."

Hua Xian couldn't get what he wanted, so he squeezed the socks into a ball and stuffed them into the bag. The heels of the shoes were lowered to become a pair of loafers. As soon as he put his feet in, he got up and was about to leave.

He has a hundred ways of leisure. He said that he went to the art museum, but he was looking for an elegant reason.

Before leaving the house, he bid farewell to Bai Junhe obediently, and warmly invited him to come to his house on weekends.Poor Secretary Bai was terrified by him, always felt that his work luck was exhausted, and the president would rush out of the office in the next second, asking him to leave immediately.

Hua Xian couldn't see it, and felt that the other party was innocent: "Secretary Bai, you are so kind. My brother really has vision."

The sunshine on Saturday was extraordinarily flamboyant, spreading on the snow-white ground, reflecting sparkling crystalline light, as if it was formed by the gathering of small and small light spots, full of artistic sense.

The entire city of H is like a sleeping Snow White in winter. Everyone walking on the road is in a hurry, and they don't even look at the young people.

Huaxian has been in this city for three years, what he likes most is the tranquility of the city, like the calm ocean in ancient times.

Hua Xian exhaled leisurely, and the white air quickly disappeared in the cold. He wandered aimlessly on the street and entered a street coffee shop.

He likes coffee, especially black coffee.

The street coffee shop is small in size, and there is only one bar when you go in. There are seven or eight high stools in front of the bar, and a young woman in overalls stands behind the bar. Behind her is a wooden showcase with various coffee beans.

Hua Xian ordered a cup of paper-filtered Blue Mountain, and the clerk skillfully began to brew it.

Hua Xian stared at it for half a minute, then boredly took out his mobile phone, and when he clicked on it, he saw a big news announced in the pretty boy group—starting from February [-]st, every morning jogging!

a bolt from the blue!

Hua Xian was confused by the notification: "What steps are you running?"

Bai Ziluo: "Manager Shen said that our physical fitness is really poor... Let's go for a run to exercise."

"Running will only make me die suddenly." Hua Xian typed coldly.

Not only Hua Xian, but the rest of them were also crying.

"Speak to Manager Shen if you have the ability," Bai Ziluo said, "I can't make the decision."

As soon as these words came out, the opposition in the group suddenly died down.

Hua Xian recalled the feeling of running in the morning carefully, and his heart was trembling: "One more glass of Blue Mountain, thank you."

Mu Liangfeng went to the appointment at night, and saw Su Yiran bring his lover out, sitting together to show off his affection.Mr. Mu, who was alone with his family, felt angry, and ordered three or four cold dishes to remove the anger: "The company is poor recently, and we can't afford meat."

Su Yiran smiled lightly, and took out a pack of imported coffee from his bag: "I heard that your lady likes it, so I asked someone to bring it from abroad."

Mu Liangfeng got a headache when he saw the coffee: "Can't you send me some meat?"

"It's said on Baidu Encyclopedia that coffee appetizers help food, beautify the skin, and prevent cardiovascular disease." Su Yiran pushed the coffee beans over, "Mr. Mu, you are too bad at chasing people."

Su Yiran has only a little experience in total, so he just managed to come up with the instructor's advice: "When you chase someone, you have to follow him. He is not allowed to drink this one, and he is not allowed to touch that one. Are you a mother or a father?"

Mu Liangfeng, who neither wants to be a mother nor a father: "...I want to be a husband."

"Then you must pamper and persevere, like the spring breeze, moistening things silently."

Mu Liangfeng waved and asked the waiter to add a lobster: "Is there any more?"

"It's gone." Su Yiran leaned back, "The last sentence: Sometimes in life, there must be something."

"There is no time in my life, I will force it," Mu Liangfeng gritted his teeth, "I don't believe it anymore."

Hua Xian returned to the villa with a sigh, and started his nightly otaku life.The designer is very tired, but Hua Xian is lazy and has an older brother to cover him. Work is just for fun, and he doesn't plan to make a lot of money.

He avoids the tasks in the group if he can, and if he can't avoid them, he takes a symbolic order a month.

There are still two weeks before February, and he had no idea of ​​struggle at first, he just thought about being drunk and dreaming, but he just received an order from X Literature Network...and caught up with the morning run...

Manager Shen is getting stricter and stricter. I don't know how long the days of fishing in troubled waters will last.

Forget it, work!

Hua Xian lifted his spirits, turned on PS, quickly turned his brain, and started to conceive, sorting out thoughts from a long passage of Bai Junhe, and moving the mouse.

Anyway, my brother, if you are not satisfied, you can change it, if it is too ugly, you can change it.

Hua Xian let himself go, making the entire layout green and shiny, and when he came back in the cool breeze at night, Hua Xian showed him the first draft of the coloring.

Mu Liangfeng couldn't help touching the top of his head, feeling that there was a green light reflected from the top of his head.

He carried a bulging bag, and after reading the first draft, he handed the bag to the other party: "Su Yiran sent you coffee."

Hua Xian's eyes lit up, and after taking it apart, he found that it was the one he had been coveting for a long time. Bubbles of happiness popped up in his heart, and he gave Mu Liangfeng a rare sweet smile.

Mu Liangfeng moved his eyes away, cleared his throat: "I think your web design..."

Hua Xian received the coffee, in a good mood, holding it with both hands, obediently waiting for Mu Liangfeng to speak.

Mr. Mu originally wanted to say it was too ugly, but seeing Hua Xian's expectant face, he changed the subject and said, "It's beautiful!" He repeated forcefully, "It's beautiful!"

Hua Xian looked at Mu Liangfeng and then at the page: "Brother, are you so casual? I messed up this color."

Mu Liangfeng: "...I think it looks pretty." He waved his hand, "As you like."

Huaxian dubiously saved the manuscript, and complained to him about the start of running next week.He also just complained and didn't expect Mu Liangfeng to help him out of the sea of ​​suffering, but Mu Liangfeng thought of another thing after running: "Are you eating at the company?"

Hua Xian paused, his neck and face stiffened: "Sometimes to eat."

In Huaxian's mouth, sometimes it is basically nothing.

Mu Liangfeng sat on the sofa with his hands on his lap: "Next month, I'll have someone deliver lunch to you. You bring back the empty lunch box at night, and I'll check it."

Hua Xian suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if Mu Liangfeng in front of him suddenly turned into a monster: "This...doesn't need it? I eat at the company."

"The food in the cafeteria is not nutritious." Mu Liangfeng likes Hua Xian's thin waist, but this waist is too thin. He is afraid that it will be broken. "I'll ask the driver to deliver it for you, so it's settled."

The author has something to say:

Axian, your brother is really casual about certain things, you will know in the future [Helping the waist]

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