canine boyfriend

The clerk was treating the wound by himself. Since it was tempered glass, it splashed everywhere when it exploded. Fortunately, it was not very sharp.He pulled out a few relatively large glass shards with his bare hands.

In the eyes of parents, grandparents, and grandparents, this little injury is probably a mosquito bite.The little staff didn't take it seriously, and took out a medical bandage after the alcohol was processed.Although his family has always taught him to despise pain psychologically, he must pay attention to it tactically.

Biting one end of the bandage roll in his mouth, the clerk pulled the bandage roll off, wrapped it skillfully around the tiger's mouth, and then wrapped it around the palm of the tiger's mouth, with moderate tightness, wrapping it around and around, and soon healed the injured Arm wrapped.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, and the medical bandage broke, and he stuffed one end of the bandage, wrapping it up neatly.After everything was dealt with, he looked back and saw that the boss was on the phone.

He must be busy with work, so don't bother him for now, the clerk got up and went to the bathroom, ready to clean up the mess.Glass shards were all over the floor, and he didn't know where to clean it up.How can the glass that is so good suddenly crack?Now that it is cracked, will I be detained by the landlord?If you explain to the landlord that it was split by yourself, will the landlord believe it?

The president had just finished the call when he looked up and saw the clerk standing upright at the scene of the crime, looking at the pile of glass shards on the ground.What's so good about glass slag?Can you look good on yourself?

"Come here." He yelled over there, waiting for someone to run over.

The clerk was still considering whether to wash the sheets first or sweep the floor first, but when he heard the call from the boss, he immediately moved the pony into the bedroom. "Boss, did you call me?"

"There is no one else in the room..." The president expressed his affirmation with a negative sentence, asking him to directly admit the need for a dog man. It seems that he still can't do it. Seizing the opportunity, daring to give it a go, being good at maintaining connections, and being able to have children by himself, how could he feel a need for such an ordinary company employee?

Especially when he thought of his college entrance examination scores in the early 2s, the president became angry.Abandon yourself and go to the college entrance examination. If you get a city-level champion, you will be considered awesome.Your fucking score... The CEO can't wait to treat the dog man like a [-]B pencil.

The pain in his stomach became more and more irresistible, the president clenched his fists and endured waves of cold sweat. "I want to drink hot water." He wanted to find it in the kitchen by himself, but when he thought about walking, he just wanted to lie down or squat down.

He hated his sticky blood clots, and envied that normal men don't have to suffer.At the very least, the dog man will never know the feeling of an excavator in his stomach in his life, digging down layer by layer, digging while twisting.

"Then I'll go heat the hot water." The clerk noticed that the boss's face had changed. In just a few minutes, his face turned pale and blue. "You... have a stomachache?"

"No." The president turned his face to one side, and said too rigidly, "I just want to drink some hot water, your house...do you have food at your house?" He vomited too cleanly in the bathroom of the reception, My stomach is uncomfortably empty now.He can definitely order a takeaway, but the emotions in special times are always twisted, and he wants to look far away and ask for some blatant preferences.

"I only have leftovers at home, but I can make it again now, you can eat whatever you want." The little clerk stood up, and the family always guaranteed to have the next day's rations. This is what his parents taught him, never let himself fall into dilemma.

"I don't want to eat poached eggs." The president wanted to rub his stomach, but he didn't want the dog man to see that his stomach hurts. "I want to drink brown sugar ginger water, and I also want to drink hot chocolate."

"Chocolate...then you have to wait." The clerk couldn't figure out why the boss's taste had changed. Instead of drinking iced coffee, he wanted hot chocolate. "Wait for a few minutes. I'll go downstairs to buy brown sugar and chocolate. quickly!"

"Yeah." The president turned his face away and frowned at the clerk's wrapped arms, "Then you... hurry up."

He touched the clerk's face and the red envelope on his forehead, feeling a little distressed and irritable.The clerk jumped up happily after being touched in this way, went to the living room to put on his shoes and get his wallet, and went downstairs like a whirlwind.This whirlwind blew into the CEO's heart again, making him unreliable, and slowly slipped into the clerk's bed.

It's unbelievable that a single man can keep the house so clean...but it's also very likable.The president hugged the quilt that smelled good, and buried his face sideways in the towel pillow cover, his stomach turned upside down and he started making noises, making him feel uncomfortable.Before the little clerk came back, he curled up into a slack. At this moment, the phone rang again. He thought it was the secretary, but it turned out to be another number.

Looking at this number, the president's complexion became even worse. "Hello." He picked it up and asked knowingly, "Who is this?"

"Brother, it's me." The person inside said with a smile, "I've run out of money recently."

"You went to Macau again?" The pain in the CEO's heart replaced the physical pain, but his voice was always steady, and he could hold his momentum, "My money didn't come from the wind."

"You make so much money, just give me a few rewards." The younger brother's tone softened, as if he was begging, but in fact he was asking for money, "One last time."

The president kicked hard on the bed, his younger brother's voice and the pain in his stomach reminded him that he was not a normal person.It is because of my abnormal body that my parents want another son, because in their eyes, I am just a half-daughter.There is no son at home, no.

"Brother, it's really the last time." The younger brother said again, "I know that you are not in good health after giving birth, and others don't know that you gave birth, so I will help you hide it. I bought some donkey-hide gelatin these two days and sent it directly to go home."

"No, this is the last time, save yourself the money." The president hung up the phone after speaking. He wanted to turn it off, but he didn't dare to turn it off when he thought of his daughter.Parents with children never dare to turn off their mobile phones because they have worries and weaknesses in their hearts.

He lay down for a while, the door rang, and the clerk seemed to be carrying a lot of things, rushing into the kitchen.The president is leaning on the bedside to smoke. Actually, he doesn't have to drink brown sugar ginger water or hot chocolate.

I just feel uncomfortable, I just want it.It's really served in front of you, there's no need to drink it.

After a while, the president heard the kettle beeping, and the hot water should be boiling.He put out the cigarette, lit another one, and just took a few puffs from the end of the cigarette, when the clerk came in with a basin of hot water.

"Honey, let me soak your feet for you." The clerk said with a smile, just now in the small supermarket downstairs, he asked the proprietress how to take care of his girlfriend in a special period.Now he was carrying a basin of hot water, and under his arm was a hot water bag wrapped in a cloth bag.

The president was stunned for a moment, the cigarette on his finger just dropped ash, which scalded him, so hot that his whole body would be ignited and warmed up.

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The president wants to show his vulnerability a little bit!