Don't give me any more dolls

Because he had been thinking about this matter all the time, Mr. Shen didn't sleep well after that, and finally survived until dawn the next day.

Quickly packed himself, Mr. Shen found a big black bag, opened the storage room, and stuffed the cq dolls piled up inside together with their packaging.

After a solid knot was tied at the handle, Mr. Shen quickly walked out of the door with the plastic bag in hand, and walked towards the garbage collection place downstairs.

Because he was thinking about this all the time, Mr. Shen got up earlier than usual today, and when he went downstairs, he realized that no one was walking around outside.

There was no sound in the community, and there was still a faint curtain of dim light shrouded in the sky.

Mr. Shen was immediately happy, this situation is just right, no one will see him carrying these unspeakable things.

After a rough look, Mr. Shen made sure no one was around, and strode towards the garbage collection place with the bag in his hand.

Arriving at the trash can, I bent down slightly, just lifted the lid with one hand, and before I threw the bag in with the other, I suddenly vibrated and felt hairs behind me, as if something was approaching me.

At the same time, only a familiar voice was heard.

"Mr. Shen, what are you doing so carefully by the trash can?" Mr. Shen can assure you, there is definitely a smile in those words!

Unprepared, Mr. Shen just kept flipping the cover with one hand, and turned his back to the courier brother with the shape of a handbag, standing still.

Looking carefully from behind, there seemed to be a little lovelessness in this figure.

Throwing away the garbage quickly, with a dull face, Mr. Shen turned around calmly, looked up at the innocent and suspicious eyes of the courier brother, and replied:

"It's nothing, I just went downstairs to take out the trash." He kept silent about why he was sneaking by the trash can.

Mr. Shen wanted to change the topic, but when he looked back, he saw that the courier brother's courier car was parked not far away.

Looking at the truck full of couriers, I was suddenly startled, and hurriedly asked, "Will there be my courier today?"

The little brother thought for a while: "There is indeed another piece of your courier today, but it is different from the one a few days ago. This one is heavier and bigger."

Hearing this, Mr. Shen felt relieved. It seems that the paint he bought to paint the balcony a few days ago has arrived. The express delivery has received too much these days, and he is almost going crazy!

I don't know whether it will cast a shadow on online shopping in the future...

"You come out to work so early, the courier is really hard."

Now that everything is almost done, Mr. Shen is very happy to chat with his ideal type. Although he can't hook up back, it's good to have more contact.

The courier boy seemed very happy to be able to chat with Mr. Shen, and his smile suddenly became brighter.

"Well, it's true that you have to get up earlier, but it's okay, and it's not particularly hard.

"I didn't expect Mr. Shen to wake up so early. Most people are still at home at this time."

Mr. Shen opened the corner of his mouth a little uncomfortably. Of course he woke up so early because of that pile of garbage, but this cannot be known to others.

"Cough, I didn't sleep very well last night, so I got up earlier."

"Then Mr. Shen should pay more attention to his body and not be too tired."

The courier brother expressed his concern in a timely manner, which made Mr. Shen curl his lips.

"By the way, Mr. Shen, this is your courier for today, please sign for it." He turned around and walked to the driver's seat in front of the courier car, took out a slightly larger package, walked over with the list and handed it to Mr. Shen.

"Okay, put this on the ground and rest for a while."

"Yeah." The courier boy had a slight smile on his lips.

After signing the name quickly, Mr. Shen handed it back and picked up the package. Once he got it, it was quite substantial.

"Mr. Shen is..."

"And we'll dream it possible..."

As soon as the courier brother spoke, he was interrupted by a pleasant bell, and he had to stop, took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket, and looked at Mr. Shen with a little apology.

Mr. Shen nodded slightly to express his understanding, and consciously opened his mouth to leave, leaving his own space for the younger brother.

"Then I won't disturb your work. I'll go upstairs first. See you later and we'll talk."

"OK, bye."

Taking another look at the courier boy, Mr. Shen walked straight into the building.

And because of his posture with his back to the little brother, Mr. Shen naturally didn't look away when the people behind him kept staring at him as he walked up the stairs.

That look.

It was a kind of eyes firmly stuck to the body, like a cheetah staring at its prey, and staring at people urgently.

Deep, but also contains a special meaning.

After Mr. Shen's figure was completely hidden in the darkness, the courier brother slightly opened the collar of his shirt, squinted at the things in the trash can, and raised a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth.

Putting the mobile phone in his pocket casually, he walked away with a more wanton gesture, leaving the express car without paying attention.

Express Car: ... Who am I messing with!Don't leave me!

While carrying the paint upstairs, Mr. Shen suddenly remembered that he forgot to tell his little brother about the express delivery. Is it because his brain is not working well?

I'm obviously still young!Forget it, I'll make a phone call when I'm free.

Putting things on the corner of the balcony, seeing that the sky was still early, Mr. Shen decided to tidy up and paint the balcony in the afternoon.

Now, let's go write the article first.

With his thoughts running smoothly, Mr. Shen had a small explosion again, and made a lot of contributions to his deposit and fattening.

When he got to the balcony, he took a look at the general layout. Mr. Shen basically had a direction in his mind, so he rolled up his sleeves and started working.

After painting about two-thirds of the place, Mr. Shen straightened up, raised his hands to wipe his sweat, and took a rest.

Before he knew it, the sky had already darkened, and the reddish afterglow of the setting sun was imprinted on the side of Mr. Shen's face, making the young man softer and more handsome.

Picking up the brush to dip in the paint again, Mr. Shen bent down and continued to work hard. Before he could touch the brush a second time, he seemed to hear the sound of a hard object hitting his ear, which was very close, right next to him.

Looking up, I saw the paint bucket I had placed on the balcony railing crazily falling down with lightning speed... smashing over.

Mr. Shen: A dull face...

"Clang"

"what!"

The sound of the rubber bucket hitting the ground accompanied by a man's exclamation awakened Mr. Shen's sanity.

Oops!Hit someone!

This thought flashed through his mind, and Mr. Shen hurriedly stood up and looked down.

The downward gaze collided directly with a pair of black eyes that looked upward, and there was obvious helplessness and slight displeasure in those eyes.

What a pair of beautiful eyes, I didn't have time to think about it.

Mr. Shen quickly shifted his gaze to the face of the unlucky person who was completely drenched in paint. The moment he saw it clearly, there was only one thought left in Mr. Shen's mind.

Where in life do not meet, there are so many coincidences in the world!

Brother courier, I don't know such a fate, do you want it...

Mr. Shen is sitting upright on the sofa now, with an indescribably complicated expression on his face.

The sound of water rushing continuously came from the bathroom, which stimulated Mr. Shen's eardrums.

Mr. Shen thought again of seeing the courier boy in paint in the afternoon

The entire left cheek of the handsome face was covered with a layer of blue, and the original color of the clothes on the upper body could no longer be seen. Even the neck was not spared, and was sprayed with paint.

Mr. Shen covered his face in despair, it was too horrible to look at.

Because the paint from my own house poured over the whole body and face of others, this has obviously caused the little brother to be unable to see people. Although the little brother has a good temper and expresses that he doesn't care, he can't be really cheeky and pretend that he didn't see it.

So there is the current situation, let the little brother borrow the bathroom at home to take a shower, at least wash off the paint all over his body first.

As for the others... Mr. Shen glanced out of the window, and it was completely dark.

It's better to keep the little brother in the guest room for one night. It's so late that the victim can't be let out to blow the cold air... What's more, the clothes can't be dried so quickly.

After thinking about all the follow-up arrangements, Mr. Shen went into the bedroom and took out a set of pajamas and a brand new pair of underwear... I don't know the size... I can only take it off first.

To let people stay overnight, at least the clothes must be prepared first. With the clothes, Mr. Shen just opened the bedroom door.

"click"

The door of the bathroom was opened, and then a figure walked out, and Mr. Shen raised his eyes...

I was stunned, and the clothes in my hand almost slipped out.

This person... what!

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