White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

On the highway back to City H, Chen Yirou kept looking at her phone, and Murphy had time to glance at her. On the screen was a photo of himself and her in a bachelor's uniform.

"Haven't seen enough yet?" From the moment the filming was over to the present, Mo Fei calculated that Chen Yirou had watched it for a full three hours.

Chen Yirou stretched her waist, and expressed her feelings comfortably: "I'm about to die of happiness."

"Accompanying you to graduate makes you so happy?" Murphy asked amusedly.

Chen Yirou took it for granted: "That's not true."

Murphy smiled again: "Then how about staying with you forever?"

Chen Yirou looked at Mo Fei with crooked eyebrows, and squeezed his eyes away with a smile: "Then I should be the happiest person in the world."

"Time flies so fast, my family Xiaorou has graduated from college." Murphy followed with emotion.

Chen Yirou remembered that when she first met Murphy, she had just graduated from college, and God must have a reason for them to meet again at this time.

When they got home, Pug, whose name was forcibly changed to Xiaorou, rushed towards the two of them enthusiastically. He left him alone at home for the past two days, and what awaited them was feces all over the floor.

Chen Yirou held up the mop, and waited for Mo Fei to finish picking up the piles of dog poop before mopping the floor.

Pu Ge was very excited to see the two of them coming back. He walked around the room and stepped into a puddle of urine, turning the clean floor into golden yellow everywhere.

After picking up the poop, Mo Fei retched uncontrollably.

"I'll let you send Xiaorou to a pet shop." Chen Yirou started mopping the floor, the smell of urine came over her face, she was about to suffocate!

Mo Fei pinched his nose and carried out the garbage bag containing the poop: "I'm afraid that people will abuse it. The little meat has never been raised in a cage. What should I do if I don't get used to it?"

With great difficulty, Chen Yirou washed the urine smell off the mop, unpacked the luggage she brought back from school, and prepared to pack the clothes she wasn't wearing for the time being into the closet.

Mo Fei packed the luggage for her. At that time, Chen Yirou was handed over by her classmates to take a group photo.

Chen Yirou found her dormitory sheets under the suitcase. She was very puzzled, and she told Mo Fei that the bedding and sheets on the bed were all gone, and that she could just give them to the dormitory aunt downstairs.In the end, Murphy brought back a bed sheet, and it was just a bed sheet. What was his intention?

"Fei." Her name was Murphy, and she was about to take a shower.

"What?" Mo Fei shook the clothes to be changed, and smiled sternly, "You want to take a couple's bath with me?"

"Good idea." Chen Yirou cut her voice.

Mo Fei scratched his head and said, "A beautiful person like me wants to be beautiful."

Chen Yirou turned a blind eye to her seduction, and shook the sheet in her hand: "Why did you bring this ragged sheet back?"

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, and cast a wink at her: "Because you have my mark."

Chen Yirou understood in seconds, blushing with embarrassment.

Before Chen Yirou was about to settle the score with him, Mo Fei quickly slipped into the bathroom, and before closing the door, he did not forget to add: "Keep it well, don't wash it."

"Wash it! Throw it into the washing machine!" Chen Yirou angrily walked towards the room, stopped in front of the closet door, heard the sound of the bathroom and Mo Fei was indeed taking a shower, and opened the closet door lightly.

After fumbling around in the cabinet for a while, I found a neatly folded bed sheet from the corner, and folded my own and put it together.

Murphy thought she was the only one who would do this?Chen Yirou put the two sheets back in a corner where they could not be easily found, thinking that she had done that after the first night with Murphy.

She thought that she should keep these two sheets well, and when she and Mo Fei became two old women, she might lose her mind.But after seeing the bed sheet, you can definitely find some first memories from it, and then the two of you hug the bed sheet and talk about the past day, how wonderful it is.

The next day when Chen Yirou returned to work in the company, Director Xiao came over and asked her to join the department's chorus, which was a program for the party.

Chen Yirou had been busy with the school's graduation thesis before, so she didn't get involved with the party. Director Xiao originally said that she could not attend, but now he changed his mind temporarily.

"This is not a group show, it's more shocking." Director Xiao laughed as always, while stroking his protruding belly.

"But I can't sing, I can't sing well!" Chen Yirou shook her head, she was more resistant to singing than writing sex toys.

Born with tone deafness, others ask for money for singing, but her singing is terrible.

"You can learn it." Director Xiao patted his stomach kindly.

"I can't learn anymore." Chen Yirou wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Then I'll listen to you sing a sentence." Director Xiao cleared his throat, "The wind is howling, the horse is howling

, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring, sing. "

Chen Yirou opened her mouth and said with difficulty: "The wind is howling..."

Director Xiao narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to signal, "Okay, I agree with you not to sing."

Chen Yirou was a little embarrassed, she was rejected after only singing three words.

"It's okay... You can definitely recite it. I'll give you the lyrics, and you can just read the first paragraph."

"What about the recitation?" Chen Yirou took the printing paper handed over by Director Xiao.

Director Xiao drew out the first few sentences with his pen, and noted: "Be sure to shout with a very passionate tone!"

Chen Yirou read in a low voice: "But, sons and daughters of the Chinese nation, who wants to be slaughtered like pigs and sheep? We are determined to die, to defend the Yellow River...to defend North China...to defend the whole of China..."

It should be an inspiring recitation, but it would be embarrassing to be read by Chen Yirou.

"Director Xiao...I still can't do it." She declined again.

"Then you're going to play tricks on another show?"

"Okay."

"It's that simple, you put on costumes to act as a tree, and you just have to stand there and don't understand the whole process."

Chen Yirou felt that acting as a tree was even more embarrassing, so she had no choice but to agree to recite.

"After you read this sentence, the music will start playing for a while, and then you will stand at the front of the line and be in charge of conducting." Director Xiao arranged everything for Chen Yirou.

"I don't know how to command." Chen Yirou was dumbfounded again.

"It's very simple, you just wave your hands a few times according to the rhythm, anyway, everyone is a layman who can't understand, isn't it just for the effect of a show."

Manager Xiao didn't give Chen Yirou any room for negotiation afterwards, and asked Chen Yirou to rehearse with the big guys after work.

Chen Yirou returned to her desk to share her inner sadness with Xiaomi, but Xiaomi turned around and laughed at her for not being able to sing.

Chen Yirou became even more depressed, and sent a message to Mo Fei to complain: "Director Xiao asked me to be the chorus conductor at the party, and I have to read aloud! So stupid, so stupid."

Murphy must be busy, and only returned after 10 minutes: "Looking forward! Looking forward to it!"

Chen Yirou poked the screen violently angrily: "We don't have to eat together at noon!"

Immediately received a reply: "It just so happens that I have an appointment with a client at noon."

"Humph!"

"good."

Chen Yirou threw the phone aside, she planned to go to the park cafeteria with Yang Huan at noon, and she didn't want to cook for Mo Fei at night.

Yang Huan hurried into the cafeteria, found Chen Yirou in front of a window, reported the names of a few dishes, and said thank you bluntly.

"Let me treat you again?" Chen Yirou was very depressed all day.

"I forgot to bring my meal card." Yang Huan said, looking around.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Yang Huan's expression was a little unnatural.

Chen Yirou finished shopping for food, and sat down with Yang Huan in an empty seat.

After Yang Huan sat down, he looked around again.

Chen Yirou followed her to look around, not knowing what Yang Huan was looking at again.

"Are you looking for someone?"

"When I came, I saw Jian Xinyan also came to the cafeteria."

Speaking of Jian Xinyan, Chen Yirou had a question to ask: "How are you and Director Jian?"

"What can I do?" Yang Huan said angrily, "I will take my Yangguan Road, and she will take her single-plank bridge."

Chen Yirou felt that this sentence didn't make sense: "It's her who walked her way."

Yang Huan thought for a while, then buried his head in his meal: "What's wrong with you?"

"You have to meet in one department, right?"

"What can we do when we meet?" It's nothing more than Jian Xinyan ignoring her, and she also ignoring Jian Xinyan.

"Is it possible for you..."

"No." Yang Huan refused decisively.

"How do you know what I'm going to say?" No matter how you look at it, Yang Huan feels that there are ghosts in his heart.

"I like Sister Fei, so let's forget about a flirtatious slut like Jian Xinyan..." Yang Huan poked the rice hard with his chopsticks.

Before Chen Yirou could speak, the sound of high heels stomping on the ground passed by.

Listen carefully, it's more like stomping the ground.

Chen Yirou raised her head subconsciously and looked at her. When the other party passed by, she and Yang Huan looked sideways. She didn't say anything, but her eyes were very cold.

Seeing that Chen Yirou didn't speak, Yang Huan followed suit, but his throat tightened and he choked himself.

"Cough cough cough..." Yang Huan coughed desperately under the table.

The man withdrew his gaze and walked without stopping.

"Are you okay?" Chen Yirou looked at the man's back, feeling agitated.

"I had a hunch for a long time. When I saw her enter the cafeteria, I would definitely meet her here, but I never expected..." People really can't speak ill of others behind their backs, and Yang Huan stumbled.

"She probably didn't hear it." Chen Yirou just guessed.

"It doesn't matter if you hear it, why don't people tell the truth?" Yang Huan thought that he had said everything, what else could Jian Xinyan do with him?

In the evening, Chen Yirou and Yang Huan stayed at the company to rehearse the show, and Mo Fei went to have dinner with clients. Jian Xinyan was the most leisurely person, and she went to the bar near the central square.

Sit on the booth, ask the waiter to take out all the wine that was stored last time, and drink one cup after another.

Someone came and swayed in front of her.

"Sister Jane."

Jian Xinyan looked at it carefully, but didn't remember who this person was.

"I'm Yangyang, last time you said you wanted to play with me."

How does Jian Xinyan know who this Yangyang is?Most of the people here have shaved sideburns and aeroplane heads, and they wear black-rimmed glasses, which are almost carved out of the same mold.

"Sit down." She was just bored and lacked someone to chat with.

"It can be seen that you are very lonely." Yangyang poured himself a glass of wine, and touched Jian Xinyan.

Jian Xinyan almost died of laughter, seeing that this man's hair is not fully grown yet, how dare he pretend to be serious.

"Yeah, I'm lonely as hell."

"You look so good-looking, why are you lonely?"

Jian Xinyan sank into the sofa and drank a large glass of wine unknowingly: "The person I like is better with someone else, but my subordinates are still talking bad things about me behind my back."

"Sister Jane is such an excellent person, it must be easy to attract people's envy. Besides, do you still lack people to like? There is no need to just stare at one person."

Jian Xinyan stared at her for three seconds, feeling that this Yangyang would not understand her thoughts, filled a glass of wine, and was unwilling to say what was in her heart.

"Since my sister is so lonely, why don't I accompany you?" Yang Yang waited for Jian Xinyan to drink three rounds, and took the opportunity to wrap her arms around her waist.

Jian Xinyan was half drunk, her body was weak but her mind was still clear.

Didn't Yang Huan say that he is a coquettish bitch?

Alright, I'll just show her the coquettish bitch.

Jian Xinyan patted Yangyang's face, her eyes lit up: "Go, sister, I will take you home."