Has the president updated his post today?

Su Chao was a little worried. He glanced back at the door of the office, and then went back to the second floor to find the teacher.

After listening to the piece, the teacher was full of praise and made some suggestions.

He listened and planned to make an alternative, but he was not sure whether to make the final choice.

After bidding farewell to the teacher, he left the company.

On the way back, he searched for Meng Xingchi's shirt brand, and was slightly surprised when he found the exact same price.

This price... has caught up with my little sister's tuition fee for one semester.

It's all his fault for being such a cheap hand, why did he spill the coffee!Just a few thousand are gone!

But no matter how reluctant you are, you have to pay others, otherwise you have to tell Mr. Meng, who is worth hundreds of millions, "Please give me the clothes for dry cleaning, it will save money"?

After transferring the money to Meng Xingchi, he sent a few more apologetic emoticons before putting away his phone.

After returning to the dormitory, he tried the piece according to the teacher's suggestion, and he couldn't make a mistake, and it was a qualified finished product.

But it was still a bit far from what he expected.

I couldn't make satisfactory works all the time, so I was a little upset, so I went to the gym to sweat for a while.

Not long after, the phone suddenly vibrated a few times.

He sat aside and checked the news.

Meng Xingchi: [What is this? 】

Su Chao: [Money for shirts, sorry for delaying your meeting]

After a while, Meng Xingchi replied: [You went back? 】

[Well, is there anything else? 】

There was no reply from there again, so Su Chao was worried about something urgent, so he made a voice call for him.

There has been no answer.

After half a minute, he hung up the call, thinking that the other party was still in a meeting.Just as I put down the phone and was about to go to the dance room to practice, the phone rang again hastily.

He answered immediately, with a smile unconsciously in his tone: "Mr. Meng."

"Well... I said you don't need to pay." Meng Xingchi stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, with a pot of green radishes next to him, holding the phone in one hand, and constantly fiddled with the leaves of the green radishes with the other.

My heart fluttered - ah, I talked to the little idol on the phone, the voice is so nice!

Su Chao: "But..."

"Besides, I'm going to get angry." After Meng Xingchi finished speaking, he suspected that his tone might be a little blunt, and pinched the leaf regretfully. After a while, several finger marks were engraved on the surface of the leaf.

"Alright then." Su Chao said with a smile, "Then I'll compensate you in another way."

"Accompany, accompany me?" Meng Xingchi's eyes lit up, and he directly pulled off the ravaged leaf.

"Really, Mr. Meng, do you have anything you like to eat?" Su Chao expressed his understanding of his refusal to accept money. This amount of money may not be considered money at all in Meng Xingchi's eyes, but he can't do this Forget it with peace of mind.

Oh, sorry for the apology, as for the food...

Meng Xing raised the corner of his mouth: "Blueberry."

"Blueberries?" Su Chao seemed to have thought of something, and his voice filled his ears when he laughed, "Yes, I remembered, you like blueberries as much as the commander, and the one I gave you last time was from the commander. He was still angry with me, and after knowing that it was given to you, he even said that he would invite you to eat with him next time."

Meng Xingchi's eyelids trembled: "Commander?"

"It's Zhao Siling, our captain."

It's this person again, who told Zhao Siling to go home early last time.

Meng Xingchi pouted: "Blueberries...I don't like it."

"Huh? Didn't you just say you like it?"

"Stop doing."

"Quit?" Su Chao asked in surprise, "When?"

"just."

Su Chao: "..."

After a long while, Su Chao laughed silently, feeling that Boss Meng sometimes looks like a child.

Meng Xing waited for a long time but did not hear back, so he asked softly: "...Are you angry?"

Su Chao laughed directly: "Why am I angry?"

Hearing his laughter, Meng Xingchi was relieved again.

"I know how to do it." After Su Chao finished speaking, he heard the sound of the door unlocking. He walked to the door and saw that his teammates had all returned. "That's it, don't bother Mr. Meng."

"Okay..." Meng Xingchi looked at the phone wistfully, wishing he could yell directly at the phone, "You'd better bother me every day, I'm not afraid!", but the phone hung up in seconds .

Meng Xingchi: "..."

"Why did you come back so early?" After Su Chao asked his teammates, his nose moved, "What's the smell?"

It was only five o'clock in the afternoon. According to this group of people who love to play, they would have to play until the evening before they were willing to come back.

Hearing this, Zhao Siling and Chen Yu glanced at each other coldly, turned their heads away, and quickly returned to their respective rooms.

"What happened to them?" Su Chao wondered.

"Hey." Cheng Xiaobei pulled him into a whisper, and vividly described what happened this afternoon, "The original commander was going to disguise himself as a passerby and go to a town in the suburbs to gather folk tales."

"I know this."

"In the end...Yuzai was bored waiting by the side, and started fighting with me. He didn't have eyes, and he didn't notice that the commander was standing by the river, and bumped into the commander from behind."

Cheng Xiaobei paused, covered his mouth and snickered: "Then the commander lost his balance, reached out and grabbed his arm, and the two fell into the fish pond together."

Su Chao: "Then for Yuzai, wouldn't the world be destroyed?"

"That's not true." Cheng Xiaobei found a photo of two people standing in the fish pond and fighting in muddy water. Light, mud and water are flying all over the sky, and teammates who are eating melons on the shore are waving their flags and shouting."

"...You are too heartless." Su Chao condemned, "Why don't you make a video for me to watch the live broadcast of this kind of thing?"

Both Cheng Xiaobei and Wu Sang laughed: "I will definitely open it next time!"

During dinner, Zhao Siling and Chen Yu had already changed their clothes. After soaking in the fish pond for a while, they could only simply change in the car.

As soon as he got home, he went to take a bath. After rubbing for more than an hour, Chen Yu even sprayed on a stronger perfume.

The two of them looked at the pickled fish in the center: "..."

"Chao'er, did you do it on purpose?" Chen Yu gritted his teeth and asked.

"No." Su Chao couldn't help laughing, "Our assistants buy all the dishes. The fresh fish that I went to the market to buy early in the morning, don't waste it."

Chen Yu: "I won't eat! I have a sworn feud with fish today!"

"Yuzai, you are wrong. How can you forget the brothers in your pond when you are rich?" Su Chao said.

"Exactly." Zhao Siling echoed.

Several others laughed.

Chen Yu glared at them, and then turned his cannonballs on Zhao Siling: "You son of a bitch, why are you making such a mess! Why don't you blame me for dragging me into the water!"

Zhao Siling was about to argue with him again, but Su Chao kicked him under the table and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat, the food will be cold if you keep arguing."

Zhao Siling picked up the chopsticks angrily and started to eat.

Chen Yu didn't know why he suddenly stopped, and was about to take advantage of the situation to attack, when he was kicked suddenly.

He looked at Su Chao suspiciously and saw him winking at Cheng Xiaobei next to him. He turned his head and saw that Cheng Xiaobei had already raised his mobile phone and was about to record a video.

"..." Chen Yu snorted, but he didn't want them to record it as a joke, so he also fell silent.

"Hey, what a pity." Cheng Xiaobei sighed heavily, put down his phone, and secretly slapped Su Chao under the table.

Before going to bed, Zhao Siling passed by the door of his room, saw him lying on the bed and listening to the melody in a loop, stood for a while, and said, "Why is there only half of it? Haven't you finished the rest yet?"

"Yeah." Su Chao sighed, "I can't always do well, and I don't know if I can hand it in in the last three days."

Zhao Siling comforted: "Don't worry, don't be impetuous when making music, and calm down. If you can't pay this time, there will be a next time. Sister Hong said that she will arrange solo songs for us one after another in the future."

"it is good."

After Zhao Siling returned to the room, he closed the door and stood there for a while, feeling inexplicably depressed.

The irritable mood in the afternoon also surged up, and the pressure suddenly hit.

Close the computer, lie in bed sulking with myself, toss and turn, having trouble falling asleep.

Simply get up and play with your phone.It was the bottleneck period, he didn't dare to go to Weibo to read the words of encouragement from fans, so he simply went to follow the post again.

-

Su Chao left early after attending the celebration party of the second patrol, disguised himself and got into a car parked at the back door, and the car drove out of the street quickly.

After the two got married, they lived in a villa area with a high safety factor, and they had never been photographed by paparazzi.

After returning home, Su Chao took a shower and changed into home clothes, and started cooking in the kitchen.He has been hungry because of the tour tonight, and now he can finally feed himself.

After the meal was served, the two of them enjoyed this rare quiet time alone.

"Your cooking skills are getting better and better." Meng Xingchi was satisfied with the one he ate. He liked Su Chao's food the most, which whetted his appetite.

After the meal, Meng Xingchi went to make two cups of coffee. When Su Chao took it, he smiled and said, "Be careful, don't spill it."

Hearing this, Meng Xingchi thought of the time when they first met, when Su Chao brought him coffee, but accidentally spilled it on Meng Xingchi's body.

What an idol drama start.

At this time, if Meng Xingchi took off his clothes and showed his perfect figure, he could show more masculine charm.

But he didn't.

Because he is not in good shape and timid to meet people, he made a lot of jokes.

Comment area:

[What?Our husband can actually cook? ]

[My son is promising, he can cook for Lao Gong, my mother is very relieved! ]

[Boss Meng is not in good shape?Author, you should do more homework, I saw Mr. Meng's figure in the big fuzzy picture is great! ]

[The author is not rigorous +1]

[What's going on with the few upstairs, this is fanfiction, not documentary literature, I just like how Mr. Meng is weak and small, maybe our son can be a counterattack (violent words)]

Su Chao: "..."

Violence!

However, it can be seen that no matter how true the fanfiction is, it will always be the fanfiction.

Boss Meng's figure is obviously super good!

When he wiped the coffee stains today, he even touched his chest muscles!

Tears of envy and jealousy shed

After reading the update, I feel much better, and I couldn't help but cast a thunder.

Not long after, he received another text message from the author's system, a five-yuan red envelope.

"..."

Su Chao tipped another ten yuan, and the other party returned him another fifteen... No matter how much he voted, he would be returned by the other party for more than five yuan...

He could only stop, click on WeChat, and found that Meng Xingchi had sent him a picture half an hour ago.

Clicking on it, it turned out to be a photo of a cat licking its paw. The background was on the sofa, which should be Meng Xingchi's home.

Su Chao: [It's so cute! ! ! 】

Meng Xingchi: [Thank you. 】

Su Chao: [Thank you, I have been cured! 】

Two minutes later, Meng Xingchi posted another short video of several cats licking their paws.

Lying on the bed, too lazy to type, Su Chao directly sent a voice: "Aww, they are so cute, I really want to lick them."

Meng Xingchi listened to the voice over and over again——

Aww, the little idol is so cute, I really want to masturbate... Cough, rua.