hi don't run

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed, and Han Mo has decided to quit drinking since he was counted on the last time, and he has never been to any major bar. Even when the old man calls him to drink when he returns home at night, he will not drink at all.

He is good at this, after being cheated once, he will never be cheated for the second time, not only quit drinking, but most of all you Han Mo found out, even if those protruding beauties are posing in front of him, he can’t mention it Interested, and the man who passed out twice appeared in Han Mo's dream several times and was forcibly forgotten by him.

One day, Han Mo, who was working on a new project design drawing at the company, was disturbed by Song Xinye. He tilted his head and glanced at him impatiently, then turned back to look at the computer screen. There were some scattered pictures on it. Exhale.

"Han Mo, you've been gasping for the past two days, and your complexion isn't very good. Are you okay?" Song Xinye pulled up a chair and sat beside him, leaned over to take a closer look, and poked his cheek with his finger , "Tsk tsk, your face is getting tenderer."

"Aren't you annoying, didn't you see that I was busy?" Han Mo turned his head and glared at him, then raised his hand and slapped his paw away, "If you have nothing to do, you can take over this project, if RS Company likes your design, then you can You don’t have to worry about the money to buy a house anymore.” As he spoke, his subordinates kept moving, and he sneered.

Song Xinye shrugged, turned his hands outwards, and said enviously: "I think so too, but it's a pity that RS asked you for Mr. Han's design drawings by name. I'd rather go help people design ordinary food advertisements with mediocre qualifications." That's fine, you still have to come for real estate cars like this."

These words are not false at all, Han Mo was very talented when he was in school, and when he graduated, his design score was the highest in the history of the whole school.It's no wonder that people can buy a car, a house and become a director. Talent is different.

Han Mo rolled his eyes at the computer screen, too lazy to talk to him.

After finally choosing the picture, he stretched his waist and hammered his sore waist.Recently, I always feel that my waist is comfortable, and I feel a little sore after sitting for a long time. I really didn't have this phenomenon before I got old.Turning his head to look at Song Xinye who was playing with his mobile phone, he gritted his teeth.

This guy doesn't want to make progress but can complete all the tasks assigned to him. It's so easy to run to him when he's free. The folder on the side was thrown away.

Song Xinye was hit right on the ground, and the phone flew out of his hand.He hurriedly protected his phone, turned his head to look at the papers scattered on the floor, sighed in resignation, got up to pick them up, and muttered while picking them up, "Director Han, Mr. Han, Mr. Han, Handsome Han, your temper has become more and more serious lately." Worse, throwing things at people at every turn." Putting the folder on Han Mo's office, looking at Han Mo who was glaring at him, Song Xinye curled his lips, and pointed to the employees who were working with their heads down outside the glass window, "Which one of them hasn't been caught by you?" Throw it away? Privately, it is rumored that you have advanced menopause."

"Fuck, I'm a woman, no, I'm a man, and I have menopause!" Han Mo was so angry that he said something wrong.

"Pfft, look, you said you are a woman, tsk tsk, but Mr. Han, you are not qualified as a woman, and your chest is flat." As you spoke, you went to grab Han Mo's chest in a hooligan way, which made Han Mo completely angry. Fried hair.

He stood up and turned the swivel chair and smashed it.

With a bang, Song Xinye's face turned pale, and he slapped his chest in fright, "Oh my god, Han Mo, do you want to kill someone!" With lingering fear, he turned his head to look at the chair that was still spinning on the ground, and swallowed his saliva .

"Get out, get out, I don't want to see you, a scum for a second." Holding his waist with one hand and panting heavily, Han Mo pointed to the office door with the other hand, turned his head to face the sound, and stood up to look this way. The employees who came roared, "What are you looking at, work!"

The sound insulation of the glass is very good, but his appearance is obviously angry. The people outside all shrank their necks, and sat on the chairs and kept busy. In fact, they really wanted to gossip about whether Director Han was stimulated by something , why are you so angry recently.

Song Xinye moved the chair back to him in a fawning manner, looked at him with a mean smile, "Director, you sit, you sit," and went to pour a glass of warm water for Han Mo, "Director, you drink water, you drink water. "

Taking a deep breath, Han Mo sat down on the chair with a pale face, took a drink from the cup, and even stretched out his hands to rub his stomach. He just felt a little uncomfortable because of his strength.

Han Mo didn't think about it, even if he felt uncomfortable after exerting too much energy, it should be because his waist was comfortable, why he felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

Song Xinye saw that his complexion was not very good, and he had lost the cheeky smile just now, so he leaned over to look at him with concern, and asked, "Han Mo, are you okay? I'm just joking, don't be really angry."

Han Mo shook his head and waved him to go out quickly.

Song Xinye blinked, and could only swallow his invitation to Han Mo to go to the bar together at night. Forget it, he drove Han Mo mad with anger. If he stayed any longer, he might be killed by Han Mo. Don't hit it with a chair again.

Han Mo pressed the remote-control curtain to block the glass window from the sight of outside exploration.

Holding his chest, Han Mo pursed his lips tightly.

The moment Song Xinye grabbed his chest just now made his scalp tingle, and he immediately recalled that man holding his two breasts in his mouth.The picture of sucking Yun's head back and forth, and then became angry and smashed him with a chair.

Lying on the table with his eyes closed, he took a deep breath to relieve the restlessness in his body, and frowned helplessly.He didn't know why his body became like this, and he didn't know what happened to the handsome smiling face of the man that kept flashing in his mind, but he knew that he didn't like the current situation, very much.

After about half an hour, Han Mo finally adjusted his mentality and sat up to continue his work as if nothing had happened.He needs to numb his mind with work, at least for now.

People in the company left after get off work one after another, and when they left, they would knock on the door to tell him. Han Mo felt a little dizzy looking at the computer screen, knocked his head and planned to make a cup of coffee to refresh himself, just stood up A sense of dizziness hit him, and he sat back in the chair.

Frowning and enduring the dizziness slowly dissipating, he pursed his lips, as if he had the urge to vomit just now, but he suppressed it.

Looking at the time displayed in the lower right corner of the computer screen, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. He usually does not advocate working overtime. It is not to save money for the company, but he does not like to take up the rest time of the employees, so Han Mo is one of the few people who is very good. top management.

Sighing, feeling that there might be no way to continue today, Han Mo took his mobile phone and called home.

"Dad? I just got off work. Is there any food at home?" He has his own house, but he always feels that his father is getting older and his health is not good, so he still wants to be more filial by being with the old man, which is why he will The reason for living with my father and aunt.

"Yes, your aunt stewed a local chicken today and left you two chicken thighs. Come back and eat quickly, and drive carefully on the road." Dad Han said with good eyes watching the TV series, oops, why is this old lady so rude? The fierce actually made his daughter-in-law kneel on the ground to apologize to her, it's not a feudal society, tsk tsk is too hateful.

Han Mo knew from the cries coming from that side that his old man was watching those family ethics dramas again, but the old man only had such a hobby after he retired.

Standing up slowly with a smile, he took the car keys from the drawer and went out, "Chicken thigh? Why didn't you eat it, don't save it for me next time, eat more."

"I know, I know, I won't tell you anymore. Be careful on the road." Father Han hung up the phone in a hurry. The TV series was going to a wonderful place, and calling his son would be distracting.

Smiling and shaking his head, Han Mo hung up the phone and went to the parking lot to pick up the car.

On the way back, Han Mo saw a traffic accident. A Porsche Cayenne traveling north-south crashed into an Audi Q7 traveling east-west. Fortunately, there was no one on the co-pilot of the Q7. Otherwise, it might not be the scene of the accident but the scene of a murder. .

He parked the car on the side of the road and opened the window to take a look. He saw the man getting off the Porsche Cayenne at a glance. He shook his body and quickly raised the window and started the car to leave quickly.

He will never forget that face in his life, the face of the man who almost killed him!Although he is handsome, it doesn't mean he will accept it!Especially seeing such a humiliating side of myself, hum!

Shao Wenfeng looked at the rear of the black Hummer and frowned.Just now he seemed to feel that someone was watching him secretly and left quickly, but now these are not his concern, looking at the obviously drunk woman who got off the Q7, he raised his eyebrows, just now he felt that this time he was afraid He has the confidence to take full responsibility for himself.

Han Mo smelled the smell of meat when he got home and walked in the door. He took a sip and changed his slippers cheerfully, throwing away the depression he just came back from all the way, "Auntie, can I eat?" He was already hungry Cuckoo, I can't wait now.

Aunt Jiang came from the kitchen and nodded while wiping her hands, "Okay, you go wash your hands and change your clothes, and I'll serve you a meal. Momo has a really good appetite recently, and she can eat two bowls of rice in one meal." The latter sentence is to say to Papa Han Yes, Aunt Jiang was very happy that Han Mo ate all the meals he cooked every day when he came back.

Han Mo quickly changed his clothes. He looked at his apparently slack abdominal muscles and frowned, stretched out his fingers to poke them, and curled his lips, "I have to go to exercise tomorrow. I've eaten too much to gain weight." Whispering out of the bedroom, he turned and went back to get his wallet.

"Auntie, this month's living expenses." He took out 5000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to Aunt Jiang. He reached out to grab the chicken leg and gnawed it.

"Why do you give so much every time, kid? How many meals can you eat at home a month? Take it back quickly. Your father and I are not short of money, so you don't need to subsidize it." Aunt Jiang pushed the money back with a smile, This is what she does every month after marrying Papa Han.

Han Mo waved his hand and swallowed the delicious chicken in his mouth, "Auntie, just take it and save it if you can't use it up. You and my dad are getting old and need some spare money for urgent use. I..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Mo's expression changed, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and rushed towards the bathroom.

"Ouch..." Facing the toilet, he opened his mouth and vomited out all the food he had just eaten.

After retching two mouthfuls, his churning stomach felt better, Han Mo took a glass of cold water, rinsed his mouth and left the bathroom...