When cannon fodder becomes a sand sculpture

I have to say that Li Junshan's ability to write love poems is really poor. Wen Shuang endured the teeth and finished it. After getting Yang Lian's consent, he sent a screenshot to his mobile phone, and showed it to Xuan Zhe as soon as he returned to the company.

Mr. Xuan's expression was serious, as if he was studying some academic problem, and finally looked up at Wen Shuang, a little surprised: "You like this?"

"No, no, no." Wen Shuang has changed from being tempted at the beginning to sharing, and it is really impossible to imagine such "ah, the warm sun in spring, your face" and "the sparkling autumn water, washing my heart that loves you" from Xuanzhe's mouth Or what kind of scene it is in the pen, even if he has a 800-meter-thick filter for his lover, it may be difficult to handle.

Xuanzhe felt relieved when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Don't look at Li Junshan's coquettish appearance, but from what Lei Wenxu said, those who stayed with him in the past were not considered boyfriends and girlfriends, they just paid for it, but now they are like this." Be careful, I think you are sincere to Yang Lian."

Wen Shuang nodded, and asked again: "Can Young Master Li's family agree?"

"I haven't inquired about it." After Xuan Zhe finished speaking, he closed the computer and opened his arms towards Wen Shuang.

Wen Shuang knew what was going to happen next, if Xuan Zhe was any more beastly, his ass would suffer again, but there was no way to refuse, Mr. Xuan was dressed in a handsome and elegant suit, and Wen Shuang wished he could give his heart and soul to him when he smiled lightly. he.

Seeing this, the system closed its small wings that did not match its tonnage, and hid in its own space to play songs.

Xuan Zhe let go of Wen Shuang when he was almost suffocating. He had no strength in his waist, and his upper body was supported by the man's hands from behind.

"Seeing that you can't relax your mouth every day, why are you still so thin?" Xuanzhe rubbed his fingertips through the fabric, feeling pity for no reason.

Wen Shuang panted lightly, disapprovingly: "No matter how many people ask for an easy-to-thin physique, it's very good, and you don't need to go on a diet or anything for filming."

Wen Shuang didn't tell Xuan Zhe about meeting Lu Li, it didn't matter at all, the "protagonist Shou" who lost his golden finger couldn't compete with the big koi in this world.

Wen Shuang called Zhou Qing when he was about to get off work. He was still thinking about the two potted flowers, after all, he promised Tang Weisheng.

Xuan Zhe drove Wen Shuang over there, and the two of them planned to have a meal with Tan's mother on the way.

When they arrived, the sky was still bright and the afterglow was shining, and the two-story building stood quietly against the backdrop. Xuanzhe got out of the car and caught Yu Ze who was trying to rush back to the room: "Mr. Yu ?”

Yu Ze: "..."

He still kept turning and running, and when he heard this, he knew that the situation was over. He closed his eyes deeply, and then slowly took off the gardener's apron and gloves on his body, revealing his suit pants and white shirt, and nodded gently and politely: " President Xuan."

"You are..." Xuan Zhe looked at Yu Ze from the beginning to the end with great interest, his eyes were frank, and it was because of his frankness that Yu Ze's feet were stabbed, and he wished to disappear in place, but Xuan Zhe always seemed not to see it Embarrassed by the other party, he asked seriously: "Can I take a photo for you?"

Wen Shuang: "?" What kind of development is this?

Yu Ze was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and smiled angrily, "Then show it to Tang Weisheng?"

Xuanzhe nodded without hesitation.

What about trouble?Tang Weisheng could laugh at him to death.So Yu Ze's voice was gentle and his words were harsh: "Unless I die, Mr. Xuan."

Xuanzhe just teased him, knowing that it was impossible to get the photos, and if he stayed with Wenshuang for a long time, he would always be affected a little bit.

Zhou Qing came out with a bucket of fertilizer, bowed and panted, and greeted Wen Shuang and the others with a smile.

Yu Ze stepped forward to take it without saying a word, and put it on the designated position.

Wen Shuang and Zhou Qing walked in the front. Seeing that Yu Ze hadn't followed, she hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Yu Ze came to work in your field?"

"No, Cengfan." The smile in Zhou Qing's eyes spread.

Wen Shuang suddenly realized: "Lard noodles?"

Zhou Qing: "Yes."

Leaving the hospital that day, Yu Ze's expression was not very good. Zhou Qing couldn't be sure if something happened to Chu Kaiming. He was worried that if he guessed wrong, it would be his wishful thinking. But the spring breeze came quickly, and the flower seedlings in the shed grew an inch a night. If they were not fertilized at this time, they would not grow taller. Zhou Qing had no choice but to invite someone to come, but the workers did not know the ratio, and the work was not meticulous enough. After coming to clean up the aftermath, he persisted for a week, and Yu Ze didn't talk to Zhou Qing much, until he found that the wound on the young man's hand hadn't healed yet, and followed him one night, only to find that Zhou Qing went to work during the day and turned into a spinning top at night.

At that time, Yu Ze didn't know where the anger came from, and strode over, swearing, but when Zhou Qing showed a slightly panicked expression, he couldn't say a word.

Yu Ze and Zhou Qing faced each other silently for 5 minutes. He watched Zhou Qing's gauze-wrapped fingers soaked in water, asked the young man to clean it up, and then took over the fertilizer bucket and started working. If you have strength, you can do it twice.

Yu Ze's soft-heartedness was rare, and Zhou Qing was lucky to catch up. It was impossible for Yu Ze to work for him all the time, but before Yu Ze could drive away the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart, Zhou Qing offered The killer feature - lard noodles.

Zhou Qing was very good at matching what he liked, that night the steam covered the windows, the fragrance filled the air, and Yu Ze drank three bowls in succession.

Since then, Manager Yu has become a good boss who is considerate and helpful to his subordinates. Every night, he silently picks up Zhou Qing from get off work. When he arrives, he puts on his clothes with ease. Thrive and thrive, and finished eating lard noodles with Zhou Qing at the table in the slightly drunk twilight, completely ignoring how the company spread rumors about their scandal.

Yu Ze likes to eat, but ordinary people can't afford to eat it every day, so Zhou Qing raised the level of lard noodles. He learned how to roll noodles by hand. At night, Yu Ze wants to eat thick and thick, and thin There are thin ones, and the noodles are chewy and tasty, much better than dried noodles. Wrapped in soup, Yu Ze's soul can instantly rise to heaven.

Wen Shuang called Zhou Qing, thinking that this person would be embarrassing, but who would have thought that he would make a big difference.

The two flower seedlings promised to Tang Weisheng have grown to half a meter high, but the rhizomes are relatively thin. Zhou Qing said that it is enough to water them on time when they go back.

Yu Ze and Xuan Zhe each carried a pot into the car, then Yu Ze took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, shook out one and handed it to Xuan Zhe.

Xuanzhe was not polite, but he didn't light the fire, he just held it like that. Men like the smell of tobacco, and he is no exception, but he is not dependent at all. The main reason is that Wenshuang is not used to it. Every time he smells it, he has to cough for a long time. Xuanzhe I quit completely.

Yu Ze seemed to understand, so he set it on fire for himself, exhaled a layer of smoke and looked at Xuan Zhe: "Let's go now?"

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but as soon as he said it, Mr. Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yu Ze: "..."

Sure enough, Xuanzhe's next sentence was: "No, we'll stay at Zhou Qing's place for dinner."

Zhou Qing naturally wouldn't refuse, and Yu Ze had no position to refuse, the man's expression was so serious, Wen Shuang felt that he should write a book for Yu Ze, called "Manager Yu Is Always Unhappy".

There are so many people, Zhou Qing rolls the noodles and smells frost to clean the refrigerator. Together with the slightly wilted peppers and preserved eggs, first scald the skin of the green peppers, then pour hot oil along the side of the pot, and finally add the preserved eggs to adjust the taste , Bibimbap is a must!Just a big crucian carp head, simple, make a fish head soup with tofu; and finally a plate of shredded potatoes mixed with soy sauce.

Wen Shuang and Zhou Qing moved neatly and methodically, and the two of them sat outside without being able to help, watching quietly through a glass door.

The sun is setting and everything is still. Nothing can move people at this moment than the smell of cooking smoke.

Yu Ze gradually developed a vague and strange feeling, which undoubtedly made him feel at ease, but inexplicably, his heart was slightly sour, as if he had swallowed a bitter fruit, and he didn't know whether it was sweet or poisonous. Yu Ze has always firmly believed that he does not need such fragile emotions. His life is full of provocations, conquests, and back and forth. Wen Shuang is right. He does things casually, with shallow moral values, and occasionally takes pleasure in making others miserable. .

Logically speaking, Xuan Zhe should be even worse, but Yu Ze turned his head, but he couldn't see the slightest blankness or dullness on the man's face, like an amber carrying the warm sun falling into Xuan Zhe's eyes, and under the smudge of red dust and fireworks, he melted Zuo unabashedly loves Wen Shuang.

Knowing that he couldn't say it, Yu Ze still asked: "Won't President Xuan feel bored?"

Xuan Zhe showed an unimaginable expression when he heard the words, and pointed to the two people who were busy in the kitchen: "Are you actually bored?"

Are you still human?

Note lonely life.

Pooh!

Yu Ze: "..."

As expected of the ceiling, the emotional rendering of a sentence was in place, and Yu Ze was completely stunned.

However, when the dishes are on the table, the chopsticks of people who keep saying that they are boring never stop eating, especially the sharp corners of preserved eggs. Yu Ze didn't like preserved eggs at first, and he never thought that noodles are so delicious. One-tenth, Xuanzhe has quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly scooped up a big spoonful for himself.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Shuang frowned at the noodles.

Xuanzhe smiled and patted his head, "It's delicious."

Zhou Qing: "..." He couldn't help but think of the comments on the Internet about Mr. Xuan and Wen Shuang when they were together. They really abused dogs.

After a meal, it was already dark. Zhou Qing turned on the lights in the yard before cleaning up the dishes. Wen Shuang and the others had to go to Tang Weisheng's side, and they were about to say goodbye after a few words. Yu Ze originally planned to go together Yes, but a group of people came down from upstairs, and only then did they see that there was still one standing in the yard.

Chu Kaiming.

Yu Ze's first sentence was aimed at Zhou Qing: "Didn't you say that he has a boyfriend?"

"..." Zhou Qing looked at Chu Kaiming, not understanding what this person was thinking. At first glance, Chu Kaiming's "little wife" was a ruthless character who was used to soaking in jealousy. If Chu Kaiming had a pen, he shouldn't find him.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhou Qing's tone was calm, as if he was facing an unimportant person.

Chu Kaiming felt sore when he saw Zhou Qing, it was clear that they used to be so beautiful...

People, they just like to add filters to themselves after losing.

Chu Kaiming stepped forward: "Zhou Qing, I want to talk to you."

Zhou Qing: "What are you talking about?"

What to talk about... Chu Kaiming didn't know either.

Yu Ze habitually took out the cigarette case, and then heard Xuan Zhe say: "Mr. Yu, can you bear this?"

This person had an unruly intention towards Zhou Qing at first glance, if someone wanted to talk to Wen Shuang in front of him, Xuan Zhe would immediately send him to the underworld to talk to Lord Yan.