The sand sculpture thought I was a robot

The degree of insult to people is comparable to that of people standing on their heads and eating shit.

Jian Chao thought he couldn't hide this time, and the pervert finally began to unleash his power.

As a result, the other party played for a while, then fell asleep.

This made him unpredictable about the situation at the time.

At the same time, he doubted his own charm.

The Jane family is now in a panic.

From top to bottom, they have been frowning recently. All the people hired and dispatched did not get a single piece of reliable news. Jian Chao almost disappeared from the world.

This makes the bad feeling almost stone hammer.

Brother Jian sat on the chair and closed his eyes without speaking, while the third and fourth children sat on the left side of the restaurant fidgeting, and no one spoke.

Several juniors sat across from each other without saying a word.

"If something really happened to Xiao Chao, I would have no face to see my second child."

Boss Jian opened his eyes heavily. The third and fourth child were in the middle of their fourth year, and their eye sockets were reddish.

Ever since Jian Chao showed his astonishing business talent and started to take over the Jian family, few people called him Xiao Chao.

Jian's family is flourishing today, thanks to Jian Chao's contribution.

It can be said that without Jian Dynasty, the Jian family would not be where it is today.

But two weeks ago, Jian Chao disappeared without warning, as if the world had evaporated, no one was alive, no corpse was dead.

The kidnappers who were looking forward to threatening calls every day did not come.

This dashed all hopes.

With the passage of time, the dark clouds turned into torrential rains and rolled down over Jane's house at any time.

When the elder fell into guilt and panic, he didn't see the three juniors across the street looking at each other anxiously, their palms trembling and sweating, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Next month, Xiaochao will organize the selection of talents for the financial school, will it continue as scheduled?"

The third child was delayed for a while, but the business still had to be done.

The direct selection of talents at the school was planned by Jian Chao early on, and other listed companies joined in at the same time.

The focus is on the financial circle, focusing on gathering talents from financial universities, which is actually a disguised form of selecting talents for Jane's.

Talents are still in the cradle, and the Jian family is a fertile land, enough for talents to thrive.

It is a win-win mutual election, hello, hello, hello everyone.

In order to make the selection competition more interesting and spread more widely, the operation department also selected the most popular professors from various colleges and universities to sit in it.

He is very handsome, and I heard that his surname is Shen.

Shen Lang wakes up in good spirits recently.

Although there is no nourishment of love, but it is no longer a single room with double beds, and there is a person lying next to him, who is still venting, and the mood is very good.

I feel like a dog who is out of order, and I can't hide my good mood.

"Professor Shen looks radiant recently, is there something good?"

The male teacher in the office looked at Shen Lang with his head buried in a chuckle, and asked with a smile.

Shen Lang, who was looking at the photo of himself and the robot, put away his phone and said solemnly: "The competition went well, so it should be considered one of the good things."

"It must be, it must be." The male teacher nodded, and then asked: "One? So Professor Shen or good things come in pairs?"

"Have a girlfriend?"

As soon as the male teacher finished speaking, all the married and unmarried girls in the office pricked up their ears.

My heart is raised, for fear that a flower in the yard will suddenly have a flower owner.

Shen Lang shook his head: "Girlfriend, it's impossible."

Boyfriend, there is one. I bought it, but I haven't used it yet, and I haven't become a regular yet.

When Shen Lang appeared on the stage of the open class, the big classroom was full of people.

The figure in the front was particularly active, with eyes full of light, and followed closely.

Shen Lang concentrated on teaching, but didn't notice.

It wasn't until he started asking questions that he saw the unfamiliar faces who raised their hands vigorously for almost every question and almost took off from the spot.

It's not unfamiliar, and they have met once.

Duan Xiaobai's high school student cousin at the birthday party - Duan Baobao.

Shen Lang frowned slightly, but due to the large number of students, he didn't ask directly.

After the class was over, after the crowd dispersed, he looked at the high school student who was still sitting on the chair watching him, with extremely cold eyes: "Who allowed you to come in?"

Although there have always been many students from other colleges who have come to take classes, but this kind of students from other schools who are completely in Cao Ying's heart and occupy the first row in Han will make him feel that they are disrespectful to his class.

If he wasn't Duan Xiaobai's cousin, he would have called the security guard to deal with it, and he wouldn't have said a word to him.

Shen Lang wanted to know if it was the school security who let people in so casually, it was fine.

Duan Baobao's face was slightly red, obviously excited, and Shen Lang talked to him: "My second uncle's little uncle brought me in."

"He's the vice-principal."

Shen Langfang remembered that there were rumors in their circle that he was able to enter the key colleges because Duan Xiaobai opened the back door, and it was precisely because of this.

Shen Lang left without saying a word.

Duan Baobao has quick eyes and quick feet, and immediately followed:

"Brother Xiaolang, oh no, Mr. Shen, this is the first time I listen to your lecture, it's really amazing!"

The young man's eyes were full of admiration, and he followed suit, making no effort to hide his admiration.

Teachers and students passing by are not unusual, they have long been used to it.

Shen Lang stopped: "Don't follow me."

If this young man had known each other in normal times, he would have thought that he was a young seedling who purely admired him and was studious, and he would definitely have a pleasant face.

It's a pity that when we met on that occasion, he was slightly drunk, his eyebrows were frivolous, and his every move was professionally trained to seduce people, so he didn't dare to treat him as a student who simply wanted to learn.

Not to mention high school, children in junior high school are all precocious now.

But it's the first time I've seen him to this extent.

"What's the matter, brother Xiaolang, did the baby make you angry?"

The young man had red lips and white teeth, and his big eyes were wronged and innocent. He aimed at Professor Shen's waist, and then looked at his legs along his waist.

He is not very tall, he is a head shorter than Shen Lang, maybe because his body is not well developed, he is delicate and weak, he looks like the male version of Lin Daiyu.

Such boys may feel insecure among girls and are not particularly popular.

But in the eyes of Nan Gong, it is just the brightest flower bud swaying in the night sky, and he wants to pick it when he sees it.

Duan Baobao naturally knew his own charm.

With grievance in his eyes, he held the textbook in his hand, his eyes seemed to accuse, seem to be timid, and moved to Shen Lang's eyes.

Shen Lang didn't even look at him.

I am ashamed to say this, this kid must have slapped him before. In the past, Duan Xiaobai always used his underage cousin as a comparison textbook with him, saying that his kid had a boyfriend at the age of 14, and he slapped him at the age of 15. Already broken.

look at him again.

Shen Lang didn't feel much about his virginity at first, he even had a little pride, but with the passage of time and Duan Xiaobai's constant tea poisoning, he gradually felt that maybe maybe maybe maybe maybe...a little bit unwilling to be around.

If Shen Lang disclosed that he was the same and not 1 or O, then the handsome guys who caught up would definitely line up the entire street.

But he didn't want to.

He looks pure-hearted and ascetic, but in his mind he holds extremely romantic fantasies about love.

I don't want a blind date, I just want to meet.

Busy with work, no time.

Caught in an endless loop.

Today I was disturbed by the blatant discharge tracking of high school students, and thinking about it again, I feel a little restless.

It may be difficult to meet someone you fall in love with at first sight, but it seems not difficult to decipher what you are curious about.

The one at home, maybe you can take a risk and use it.

Shen Lang thought of his robot.

The robot Jian Chao regained a lot of physical strength, and he could only wake up at noon in the past, but now he can open his eyes not long after the pervert left.

The body still feels tired, but the awake time is slowly increasing.

It seems that in just a few days, you can go out on your own.

While no one was around, he turned on the TV, turned it to mute, and looked at the subtitles. Without a mobile phone communication device, TV was the only way to know what happened outside about his whereabouts.

TV is also powerful.

As soon as it was opened, it was the big news that the president of Jane's Group disappeared two weeks ago.

This is TV. If it was an online platform, the barrage would have been blown away.

such as:

Are you looking for someone to post a photo?There is a big question mark in a big black block, even if I want to find clues, there is no reference?

Jane Chao looked at the heavy news report,

Looks like an obituary is short.

Not finding him is a bad thing and a good thing.

He himself doesn't know where he is now, but it must be in China.

Uncle and the others will definitely try their best to find themselves, but not necessarily those few.

Thinking of the high probability that those few people were responsible for her current situation, Jian Chao's eyes were stained with murderous intent.

The door opened.

Shen Lang came back early.

When I arrived at the living room, I touched my pocket, as if I had made a big decision, and went straight to the bedroom.

Jian Chao's waking time has been advanced, but the coma time is still the same, and the eyelids are as if the battery is out of time, and if they are closed, they will be heavy and they will not be able to open them again.

Hearing the commotion outside, he should still be alone, and his nervous heart relaxed a lot.

Thinking about what the pervert has done during this period of time... it seems that he didn't do anything really excessive.

No, he did too many excessive things, but compared with the perverted things he thought, the distance was relatively safe.

Thinking of this makes my chest itch a little.

That nasty itch.

A man's hand flicked his place, but he didn't touch it on purpose, and only made a splash in the shower, which was really disgusting.

Fortunately, in a few days, I will go out without anyone noticing, waiting to come back to avenge the insult.

He was rejoicing that the pervert he met did not have the horrible place and actions of the pervert, and then the quilt was lifted.

Shen Lang took out a certain small box that he bought while wearing a mask

, gritted his teeth, and opened it.

Hearing the sound, it sounded from above, and Jian Chao just let go of his heart, and instantly picked it up.

Shen Lang really decided this time, just today, he will give it a try.

It is impossible for such a high-tech thing to have a leakage bug.

What's more-this condom is made of plastic, so it should be an insulator, right?

try first.

"Zi-"

The sound of hard plastic being ripped apart.

Jian Chaogang's heart reached its peak in an instant.

It was this voice yesterday, seeing the shameless panties, this voice...

Jian Chao opened his eyes vigorously, and sure enough, his hard work paid off, and a corner of his vision appeared again in a blur:

The square is small blue packaging, with jagged edges and patterns on it.

If you still can't see what it is at this time, then the man will take out the soft ring with oil and slowly stretch the balloon-like thing from it.

Any fool knows what it is.

Finished calf.

Jane's eyes darkened.