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Rong Yuheng woke up very early the next day, and opened his eyes before eight o'clock.He was still dazed for the first second after waking up, then his eyes rolled and he regained his sanity——

Oh, I still have to meet the owner today.

No wonder the biological clock wakes itself up earlier, spirituality.

After tidying up for a while, Rong Yuheng sent a message to Wen Zerong, and went to the refrigerator to take out the frozen Melaleuca and put it in a box.

When I picked up the thousand layers, I saw a note on the refrigerator:

I really want to eat Melaleuca, but Bian Chen stops me. Please the owner of Melaleuca contact me as soon as possible to comfort me, hehe. —— Zou Yi

Rong Yuheng, "..." He thought Zou Yi would eat a thousand layers, eating his own skin was enough, which was thicker than a thousand layers.

What's more, the thousand layers belonged to his master Wen, so Zou Yi, a little idiot, still wants Wen Zezhen to comfort him?

Rong Yuheng replied on the note:

Your head will be blown away. ——a tango player who did not want to be named

After Rong Yuheng finished replying, she nodded in satisfaction.Very good, so that no one can see that the signature is Wen Zeleng in his own vest.

After successfully using "Tango Player" to confuse the audition, he was about to order a bowl of Chaoshou for breakfast when he saw a text message from Wen Tango.

[Wen Zecheng]: Already out, have you had breakfast?I bought you something to eat on the way, see if you want to eat.

Rong Yuheng is actually a bit picky about what he eats, especially breakfast - don't eat cold, raw, oily, sweet, or egg and dairy products.I don't know if it's because of indigestion. He would feel nauseous after eating bread and cakes in the morning.

But now that Wen Zezhen said that he bought it, Rong Yuheng was too embarrassed to be picky, so he could only pick and choose what to eat when the time came.

[Rong Yuheng]: I haven't eaten yet, I can do anything.

It would take half an hour for Wen Zecheng to come over, but Rong Yuheng just nestled on the sofa and waited.After a while, I suddenly received a message from Lu Mingxuan, saying that he checked Maixiang Yogurt and SH Keshi Entertainment Company.

[Lu Mingxuan]: It's Mai Xiang's problem. I checked their boss's contacts, but I can find a limited number, maybe not all, so I'll send it to you first.

【Lu Mingxuan】: [File]

[Rong Yuheng]: My grandson is capable [thumbs up]

[Lu Mingxuan]: Get lost [Little Finger] When will we meet for dinner, I'm almost an empty nester.

[Rong Yuheng]: When you, Chi Tang, and Brother Tianyu are all free, let's have a family reunion together [Rose] [Coffee]

【Lu Mingxuan】: okk[rose][coffee]

After making a verbal agreement with Lu Mingxuan to take advantage of each other, Rong Yuheng clicked on the document, read it carefully, and then raised his eyebrows—it turned out to be the relationship.

It is not complicated to say that it is not complicated, and it is not simple to say that it is simple.

Rong Yuheng didn't care about every detail, and he insisted on "reciprocity" when stabbing him a few words, but some people are like this, and blindly giving in will only make him arrogant.

Kindness is a principle, but not a law.

Rong Yuheng clasped his hands together: he is a morning star, let him illuminate people's hearts.

Before he could think up the method of Purdue, Wen Zeleng had already arrived downstairs.Rong Yuheng could only put this matter aside temporarily, and turned to the more important owner.

……

Rong Yuheng picked up the thousand layers and ran all the way to the car door, before he reached out to pull the door, the car door opened from the inside.

Wen Zecheng leaned over half of his body, pushed the car door as soon as he stretched out his long arms, looked up at him from bottom to top, his eyes were bright, "Here you are?"

Rong Yuheng rubbed his ass in, "Here we come!" He said as if he was asking for credit, holding the thousand layers and leaning forward, "You are healthy~"

Wen Zezhen took a look, the palm-sized Melaleuca looked sweet and soft, and could smell the scent of mango, "Good health."

After Wen Zecheng finished speaking, he put the pocket on the side into Rong Yuheng's arms, "There are siu mai, steamed dumplings, tea eggs and meat floss bread in it. If you are thirsty, there are milk, soy milk and black tea. It depends on what you want."

The breakfast prepared by Wen Zezhen was too rich, and Rong Yuheng was shocked for a while!So much so that he ignored the "good health" in front of him, and didn't discover the deterioration of the owner in time...

Rong Yuheng reached into his pocket bluntly, "I want to eat siu mai, steamed dumplings, and black tea."

Wen Zecheng asked, "Don't you like bread, eggs and milk?"

Rong Yuheng said, "I tend to get nauseous when I eat these in the morning."

Wen Zecheng nodded, remembering it in his heart, and then started the car and drove towards home.

As soon as he drove out of the community, Wen Zecheng discovered that Rong Yuheng was not in the right state of eating, and after taking two bites, he would "wheeze and wheeze", as if he was holding his breath.

"you're uncomfortable?"

"No, I breathe through my mouth when I get in the car." Rong Yuheng took a bite of the steamed dumpling and said "wheeze", "There is a smell in the car, I will get motion sickness if I smell it."

Wen Zecheng just said "hmm", feeling a little regretful... It seems that he will not be able to kiss in the car in the future.

Rong Yuheng still doesn't know what the boss Wen next to him is thinking about, he just thinks that his vision for choosing a boss is too good!

Food, lodging, transportation, feeding and maintenance are all included.

Before he got home after breakfast, Rong Yuheng slumped on the passenger seat and rubbed his belly routinely.

Wen Zecheng steered the steering wheel, glanced slightly sideways, "Are you full, your belly is still flat."

Rong Yuheng grabbed off the bottoming shirt, "I'm full, a little bulging, I don't believe you."

I grass!

Wen Zecheng almost stepped on the brake!

How could he dare to be healthy? He was afraid that his concentration would not be strong enough to turn the two of them into desperate couples.

"Don't pick it up, your stomach will hurt if you catch a cold." Wen Zezhen tried his best to restrain his emotions, making his tone sound calm and calm.

Rong Yuheng regretfully put down his clothes to cover his belly, "That's great."

His owner is also too serious, unlike Xiao Qi, who would poke each other's stomachs with him.

……

The car drove into the garage, and Wen Zezhen led Rong Yuheng all the way upstairs.This is already Rong Yuheng's second visit to Wen Zecheng's house. He tried his best to invite credit, and pressed the elevator deftly, "I'll come."

Wen Zecheng gave him a "sensible" look.

Rong Yuheng asked, "Is uncle there?"

"The big white goose went for a walk by the river."

"It turned out to be an ecological goose."

Wen Zecheng laughed, "The big white goose should like this honor very much." He carried the mille-feuille made by Rong Yuheng in one hand, and the leftover breakfast in the other, and stopped at the gate.

"Help me get-"

"Is the key?" Rong Yuheng had already reached out to touch his trouser pocket, "Where is it?"

Wen Zecheng's lower abdomen tightened, swallowed back the "thousand layers" that was about to blurt out, held his breath to stabilize his voice,

"In...the right pocket."

Rong Yuheng touched his waist and hips.

Wen Zecheng's trousers are well cut and fit the figure well.Rong Yuheng's hand reached into his pocket, and it directly touched the outside of his thigh, and he could even feel the tight muscles.

Rong Yuheng praised him, "Your thighs are so strong."

Wen Zecheng let out a "huh".I thought to myself, only by being strong can I do it.

It took only two seconds to take out the key, and Rong Yuheng opened the door quite consciously.The bright light in the room penetrated into the dim corridor, and Wen Zecheng let out a soft breath...

For two seconds, he felt that there was no problem with his reaction.

Rong Yuheng entered the entrance, and slipped into the blue slippers with ease, Wen Zeleng handed him two bags, "Put them on the dining table."

Rong Yuheng asked while putting it down, "Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet." Wen Zecheng followed, pulled out the chair and sat down, and took Rong Yuheng's unfinished steamed dumplings and a piece of bread from the bag, "I came directly."

Rong Yuheng stared at the remaining half box of steamed dumplings and touched his nose, "That's what I left..."

"It's not that I haven't eaten the noodles last time." Wen Zereng said, "In the future, if you can't finish eating, I will help you finish it."

After hearing this, Rong Yuheng felt a little irritable in his heart, and also a little secretly happy, he leaned over with a shy face,

"Usually the leftovers from the owner are given to the pets. You are the other way around. You are really a special person~"

Wen Zecheng was amused by his son Huayin, "Can a precious hamster be the same as other pets? I worry every day that I didn't raise you well."

Oh my god... every day!

Rong Yuheng's back pressed against the chair.

It was as if Wen Zezhen was thinking about him every day.

Rong Yuheng reciprocated her caring, "Aren't you busy today?"

Wen Zecheng said, "It's not busy at all, it's empty all day long."

Rong Yuheng said, "Me too."

Wen Zezheng paused, picked up the soy milk and took a sip, covering the corner of his mouth, "Yeah."

Rong Yuheng keenly noticed that the owner was in a good mood, so he began to settle the old accounts. He restrained his expression and pretended to be serious, "Warm up the owner."

Wen Zecheng, "?"

Rong Yuheng, "Why did you neglect your little hamster yesterday? Do you want to turn your pet into a domestic animal?"

The ups and downs were so steep that Wen Zecheng couldn't even drink soy milk - he didn't! !

Wen Zezhen asked him in a comforting tone, "Where did I neglect the little hamster?"

"I sent you a message in the morning, but you put me on play." Rong Yuheng began to swell when he gained power, and all the words jumped out, "You still want to cultivate other territories behind the hamster's back—"

He paused, and suddenly whispered, "Hey, I'm rhyming again..."

"..." Wen Zecheng was stuck for a second, and then asked, "What other territory?"

Rong Yuheng stared at him contemptuously, "The soil in your hamster's back garden."

Wen Zecheng was first connoted by "reclaiming the back garden" for a second, and then realized what Rong Yuheng was talking about.

"Yang Wen told you?"

Seeing Rong Yuheng's small mouth faintly pouted, Wen Zeleng quickly explained, "I want to come directly next time and give you a surprise."

Rong Yuheng was suspicious, "Really?"

Wen Zecheng said sincerely, "Really."

Rong Yuheng was coaxed in a second, "Okay, I forgive you."

Seeing him like this, Wen Zecheng wanted to stretch out his hand to rua, the kind of rua from beginning to end-what kind of fairy hamster is this!It's so easy to coax, I love it.

After Wen Zecheng finished his breakfast, he cut a piece of Melaleuca and took it to the bedroom, "Zai Zai, do you want to watch a movie?"

The familiar title reappeared, and Rong Yuheng followed immediately, "Sure, you can choose one. Is there any one that is more relaxed in literature and art, and you can chat while watching it?"

Wen Zecheng chose a youth movie about teenagers chasing their dreams.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Rong Yuheng sat under the bed, "I want to ask you to help me as a staff officer."

Wen Zecheng put the plate away and sat beside him, stretched out his long arms behind his back, and circled him halfway, "Tell me."

"After the variety show is broadcast, it's almost time for me to say goodbye to Brother Sun." Rong Yuheng wiped the corners of his eyes sadly when he said this, "Do you have any recommended managers?"

Wen Zecheng didn't ask him how he planned to send Xu Sun away, but after thinking about it carefully, he said, "I heard that Shi Qiu's artists have terminated their contract and haven't signed a new one yet. She is an old man in the company, has good connections, and only brings An artist, the opportunity is rare, you can fight for it."

"Then why didn't she sign someone else?"

"The last artist was a bit noisy. Shi Qiu was tired and wanted to rest for a while, but he just couldn't find a suitable one, so he didn't sign it."

Rong Yuheng nodded, hugged his knees and focused his eyes, "Then I have to send Brother Sun away quickly..." He thought for a while after speaking, then squeezed on Wen Zecheng, "Master."

Wen Zerong could tell at a glance that Rong Yuheng wanted something from others, he calmly gathered his arms a little, "Say it."

Rong Yuheng's hairy head bounced around in front of Wen Zerong, Wen Zerong couldn't hold back and squeezed his head on his head, and began to rua with itchy hands...

Rong Yuheng was so comfortable being rua, his mind started to become blurred, he said in a daze, "Then help me take it off."

"What...!?" Wen Zecheng's whole body trembled violently, and one of his subordinates exerted force——

"hiss……!"

Rong Yuheng's hair on the top of his head was almost pulled off by a whole bunch. He opened Wen Zeleng's hand with one paw, "My hair!"

Wen Zeleng didn't care about the red hand being slapped, and hurriedly rubbed his hamster's head guiltily, and comforted him softly, "It's not bald or bald...it's still smooth."

Rong Yuheng covered his head and looked faintly, "...Why are you dragging me?"

As soon as he said this, Wen Zeleng froze, and his whole body began to tremble slightly... It was still broad daylight, so why, what did you say that you couldn't take it off...

Wen Zezhen glanced around Rong Yuheng's body without showing any trace, searching for the next mouth, "You just said, what are you taking off?"

As soon as the topic came back, Rong Yuheng became energetic!Under Wen Zereng's dark gaze, he started the impromptu performance with great interest.

Rong Yuheng closed her coat in one go, jumped out from Wen Zerong's arms, stood in front of the latter and pulled the coat away with a "shua"——

"Take off my little vest! Kokoko...!"

"..."

The author has something to say: Later Wen Zecheng: Take off, whatever you want to take off, I will help you take off.

Rong Yuheng: ...it can't be done.

Vests: the vests of poverty forced to wear