can i love you

The afternoon sun is very beautiful, and the lazy afterglow playfully creeps up the whole community, and then quietly disappears in the corner of the wall.The gentle breeze brings coolness to the summer. Maoqun standing on the balcony is still shirtless, accepting the baptism of nature, a little dreamy, and feels utterly desolate. He didn’t go to work in the afternoon because he didn’t know how to deal with that With a blunt and ferocious face, is there any need to fight for this?After a brief intersection, there are endless parallel lines!Now that the weather is calm, the feeling of being forgotten and lost makes Maoqun feel extremely heavy. It seems that it is time to leave...

shutdown?shutdown?Deng Feng dialed his mobile phone number, and the sweet voice on the phone repeated the sentence "Hello, the number you dialed has been turned off." It seems that the mobile phone is in danger!Deng Feng reprimanded himself for being careless, and he had no time to go to work in the afternoon, so he went to the mobile hall to handle the card replacement business. This mobile phone number is still very useful. Almost all the operations and cooperation of the company are connected by it. It goes without saying.

There are so many mobile customers, plus the sale of discount packages is going on, the hall is crowded with people.Those who brag about how beneficial it is to buy a machine with zero yuan are all to tie up more customers and win greater profits. It is the same as gambling. First, you will be given some prizes so that you can relax your vigilance, and then design A trap that lures you into jumping.Deng Feng scoffed at this pre-monopoly trick.

Sitting on a bench in the business hall, waiting to be numbered, as if I were a criminal, desperately looking forward to being summoned to turn over.Beside him was a middle-aged man with a backpack, the very beautiful Hu Qing. Deng Feng couldn't help but be fascinated by it, not for anything else, thinking about others when he saw things. Deng Feng thought of Uncle Qiao's perfect face and muscular body , the charming smile, the sexy beard, and the simple curved eyebrows, attracting myself to be intoxicated.The middle-aged man looked at the phone anxiously, and then left indignantly. Deng Feng came back to his senses, feeling exhausted.Don't think about it anymore, it's all over!isn't it? gameover…

Maoqun stared blankly at the beautiful natural beauty in front of him, but couldn't arouse any interest.As a professional driver, who was fired because of misbehavior with the boss?In this way, I am a veritable laid-off worker?Maoqun lamented the cruelty of life, but he naturally catered to the arrangement of fate.

With all kinds of reluctance in my heart, I picked up the mobile phone resentfully, selected the business card of "Xiaofeng", pressed the green button, and made the final spy. For the resignation of a driver, there is no need to mobilize the crowd to submit the resignation letter, right?Maoqun laughed at himself for a while.What do you think, after the busy tone, a crisp female voice echoed in my ears.shutdown?Why bother?Maoqun felt ashamed of his shamelessness, why bother to touch that scar again!Qiao Maoqun! ! !Before the fluorescence of the mobile phone disappeared, Maoqun put it in his pocket, resolutely.

The clock passed the four o'clock mark, and Maoqun was so excited that he had to pick up Tintin!How could you forget such an important thing.Maoqun hurriedly changed into a dark blue polo shirt and went downstairs.

The Central Primary School where Ding Ding works is the leader in Xiamen City, and the conditions in all aspects are good, and of course the tuition fees are not low.Being willing to invest and cultivate high talents is probably the common pursuit of Chinese parents. "Father." From far away, Ding Ding saw Mao Qun, and kept waving. "Wenwen, my dad is here, I'm leaving, 88" Ding Ding bid farewell to the students next to him.Seeing his son's childish face, Maoqun suddenly had infinite motivation, he could no longer be depressed, laid off?So what, with hardworking hands, we must create better living conditions for our wives and children!After thinking about it, his smile brightened, and he returned to his provocative kindness. "Hey, son, this way. Come here...hehe"

Holding his son's hand, occasionally making him laugh out loud, Maoqun was content, plain and ordinary is the truth, looking back, it suddenly seemed like a dream.At the corner ahead, a red Porsche stopped there like a striking red tick, with a pair of resentful eyes cruising urgently.Maoqun stared suspiciously at the car. At this moment, the Porsche's window was raised, the engine was started, and it drove away at high speed.

In the evening, Maoqun brought up the idea of ​​resigning to Zhang Yan, and naturally, Zhang Yan did not agree very much.Now that life is about to get on the right track, losing the chain at this time is obviously a waste of past accumulation, and resigning without thinking about the future, doesn't it seem a little too hasty.How did Zhang Yan know that her husband was at a crossroads in his life, and he was in great pain.

The discussion ended with Maoqun's silence and Zhang Yan's anger.Maoqun felt sorry for his wife, but he had to do so, picked up a pen, and waved the two big characters "resignation", feeling bitter in his heart...

(PS: Dear readers, I’m sorry for repeating. There are too many classes this semester, and the difficulty is high. I can’t guarantee the update speed of the novel. Thank you for your support, and I will work hard to code.)