cross my life obsession

Wang Meng, who was called by Wu Xie, had a look of grief and indignation: "Boss, what about trust? Vacation, my vacation~"

Wu Xie was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, casually flipping through a notebook in his hand: "Wang Mengmeng, I'm here to cultivate your ability to be independent~"

The fat man who had slept until he woke up naturally sat on the threshold of the antique shop with an apple in his hand: "That's right, Xiaomengmeng, you have to work hard—— naive, when will the goods arrive?"

Wang Meng frowned suddenly: "Boss, you want to go to the field?"

Glancing unhappily at Zhang Qiling who was completely out of the situation, Wu Xie said "hmm": "Dali will send it over tomorrow."

Wang Meng could only ask: "Come back early." Then he obediently went to sort out the rubbings.

The fat man immediately became interested: "Is there a Mauser, the one that is very easy to use."

"Yes." The syllable was lengthened, and Wu Xie took out dozens of ledgers from the little gold cup, "When will I go to the ground? I'm going to finish these."

"Tomorrow." Zhang Qiling came back to his senses almost instantly, and decisively continued, "The sooner the better."

Wu Xie hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

Then Wu Xie plunged into the master bedroom and never came out again.

Wang Meng looked at the store, the little brother was in a daze, and the fat man was really bored, so he had to look at the store with Wang Meng.Playing jokes all afternoon scared away many guests and boasted a lot of business. Wang Meng was so anxious that he wanted to fight him.

After finally making it to the night, Wu Xie just finished eating hastily and plunged in again.

The fat man compared his cross-sectional area with the width of the sofa and smiled: "Brother, I feel wronged that you and Tian Zhen squeezed together." Then he pushed Zhang Qiling, who was in a state of emptiness, into the master bedroom.

"Brother, go to bed first, I'll be fine in a while." Wu Xie raised her head and smiled at Zhang Qiling.

"Yeah." Zhang Qiling lay down on the bed, rolled up the quilt——

Wu Xie turned off the light, and the bedroom immediately fell into a cold darkness.

The faint blue light on the computer barely illuminated the ledger in front of Wu Xie.

In fact, Zhang Qiling didn't sleep at all, and counted the time with his eyes closed.

The sound of "click" on the keyboard was almost endless, Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, and then the sound of the mouse stopped.

"Brother?" Wu Xie's voice sounded slightly hesitant.Zhang Qiling decisively fell asleep.

I was so scared, I thought I woke him up.Wu Xie patted his chest, then opened the door and went out—tsk tsk, it's better to go out and endure the fat man's snoring, the little brother will be the main force in the fight tomorrow.

It was one o'clock in the morning.

Wu Xie crept into the master bedroom and rummaged through the drawers.

You won't be looking for sleeping pills again, will you?Zhang Qiling narrowed his eyes slightly, and then saw Wu Xie take out a coffee, yawned, and tiptoed out again.

Zhang Qiling endured it until six o'clock in the morning, and finally got out of bed.

"Hey, wake up so early!" Wu Xie greeted with a smile, as if I had just woken up.

But the bloodshot eyes and the coffee cup in front of the computer are obviously not convincing.

The fat man's snoring continued, and Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie coldly with his black eyes.

Wu Xie was really stared at a little frightened: "Brother didn't wake up? Do you want to catch up on sleep?"

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, and continued to stare at Wu Xie.

Wu Xie had no choice but to turn her head back in embarrassment, feeling a little hairy in her heart——I'm so good at acting, I won't be discovered, no, yes, right...

The phone suddenly vibrated on the table, and Wu Xie hurriedly unlocked it: "Daily?"

"Buddha, the goods have arrived."

Zhang Qiling's hearing has always been very good.

"Well, there's more?" Wu Xie knew that Dali would never call for this kind of thing.

"The general ledger of six markets."

"Come here." Wu Xie hung up the phone, he knew how important the ledger was, and it had to be dealt with on the spot.

Zhang Qiling watched Wu Xie run away like a plague, and then sat down in front of the computer.

Six in the morning.

The fat man just rubbed his eyes and got up from the sofa when he saw Zhang Qiling sitting in front of the computer with low air pressure, low air pressure, low air pressure all over his body.

Then Wu Xie opened the door and smiled tiredly: "The goods have arrived, you can go."

The fat man immediately flew over: "Oh, Xiao Tianzhen is really efficient! Come on, let me take a look at the fat man."

"Let's go down tomorrow." Zhang Qiling stood up and walked straight to the bedroom without even turning his head—maybe even he couldn't figure out what was going on with the pain and irritability in his heart.

Wu Xie was taken aback.

Only the fat man muttered: "When did my little brother become so inked..."

Stretching, Wu Xie sat down in front of the computer again: "Then I'll finish this."

The fat man couldn't figure out the little brother's attitude, so he could only push Wu Xie: "Did you quarrel?"

"Fatty, get your hands off!" Wu Xie cursed angrily, keeping the mouse in his hand.

Finally, at night, Wang Meng closed the store and brought dinner to everyone amidst the fat man's howling ghosts and howling wolves.

As a result, Wang Meng, who has always been gentle and bullying, saw Wu Xie decisively blowing his hair: "Boss!"

Wu Xie's head grew bigger with a "buzz". In the past five years, every time he was chopped up and woke up in the hospital, Wang Meng could babble for a week!

The fat man also had a pale face. The fat man also came when Wu Xie was almost shot in the heart last time, and he just listened to Wang Meng's recitation for a week!Before Wu Xie could speak, Fatty had already kicked Wang Meng out of the house: "Okay, okay, I understand, Xiaomengmeng, you can go with peace of mind!"

The door was slammed shut.

The fat man narrowed his eyes: "Naively, you have to pay attention to your body. The stomach piercing last time didn't frighten the two of you!"

Wu Xie stopped moving his hands: "I see, I see, by the way, fat man, don't you want to lose weight? Where did you lose weight?"

The fat man whistled and pulled his rice: "Anyway, Wu Xie, take it easy. Brother, let's eat!"

When Zhang Qiling opened the door, his expression was not very good: "Wu Xie."

The fat man picked up the lunch box and said, "Haha, it's hard for an upright official to break up housework. Fatty, I'll leave first, and you guys chat slowly." He consciously rolled to the balcony.

Wu Xie himself felt that he laughed very stiffly.

Zhang Qiling walked to Wu Xie's side, and after a long silence, he said, "Take good care of yourself."

"it is good."

"When will it be finished?"

"soon."

"truth."

"Morning."

"I'm waiting for you."

Zhang Qiling sat down on the sofa.

Wu Xie smiled innocently as always: "Okay."

It was slowly getting dark.

Wu Xie pressed the W document: "Okay."

Zhang Qiling walked into the bedroom first and turned the doorknob.

Stretching down, Wu Xie squinted his eyes to look at the clock: "No need, it's four o'clock, just squint for a while and you'll be fine."

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes dangerously and remained motionless.

After half an hour.

Moving his feet away, he looked down at Wu Xie who was lying prone in front of the computer desk - fell asleep - Zhang Qiling lost his voice.

Wu Xie's sleeping face made Zhang Qiling very uncomfortable, with alienation in his guard.

Zhang Qiling pulled Wu Xie's face by mistake.

"Brother?" Wu Xie muttered in confusion with a hoarse voice that hadn't woken up, before lying down again.

Really exhausted.

Zhang Qiling stood quietly without moving.

Naturally, he didn't ignore the cold light in Wu Xie's eyes the moment he woke up, it was so cold that it made one's heart chill.

The sky is slightly white.