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Thousands of people face thousands of people, He Chi did not expect the manager to be so clingy and tormenting when drunk.

He had just made a poisonous oath with the manager in the morning, and he didn't want to never touch him, but now, the manager wanted to kiss and hug him, and He Chi felt that there was a high probability that he would be struck by lightning.

The manager twisted like a water snake, it was too dazzling, and He Chi stepped on the brakes only after hitting several red lights, too distracted, no way.

He Chi Jita:

"You gymnast, you're so good at twisting! Don't move!"

The manager was suddenly yelled at, and he pouted, not daring to twist it anymore, and groaned:

"You are so fierce."

"If you know I'm fierce, don't mess with me? Huh?" He Chi's two fingers were clamped in vain, and he really wanted to smoke at the moment.

He suspects that if he continues this job, he will become a smoker and alcoholic.

"He Chi doesn't love me, no one loves me." The manager dragged his voice slenderly, and frantically glanced at He Chi with his big eyes.

He Chiqi's temples throbbed:

"Do you still have a conscience? I don't love you?"

The manager acted like a baby immediately:

"Then why don't you give me a hug?"

"I'm driving, your eyesight is gone after drinking too much?" He Chi asked him loudly.

"What's so interesting about the car, look at me." The manager looked innocent.

He Chi slammed on the brakes and wanted to kill him. The car behind him almost ran into the rear end. The driver's window was rolled down and he was about to curse. Unexpectedly, He Chi preempted the strike and stuck his head out to curse:

"I don't have long eyes! I can't see that when I'm so blocked! It's still blocked!"

I was startled, and said timidly, "I'm sorry, brother..."

Arriving home without any risk, He Chi washed and scrubbed the manager like a kindergarten kid.

The manager was very dishonest after drinking too much, especially when he put on shower gel, it was as slippery as a loach, He Chi couldn't even catch him.

"If you move again, you will be drowned, you know that." When He Chi was extremely angry, he would show a kind of calmness.

"Where is my duckling?" The manager paddled in the bathtub.

"What little duck, don't tell me that you used to put a duck in the fish tank when you bathed."

"Oh, yes." The manager suddenly understood: "I'm not six years old, the duck was thrown."

He Chi gritted his teeth: "There is a chicken, do you want it?"

It's too tempting to commit a crime, the manager is like a kid after drinking!Touching him now, He Chi feels like he has committed the crime of molesting a child!

He Chi worked hard, thinking that he was no different from an old woman.

"Come here! Flush off the foam!"

After finally tossing him into bed, He Chi asked him:

"Do you want to throw up?"

The manager looked carefully at He Chi's face and smiled foolishly.

Just as He Chi wanted to ask him what he was laughing at, the manager turned around and punched the bed to vomit.

He Chi's face was full of black lines, and he wanted to smack his mouth out, what a mouthful.

"My face is so ugly, isn't it! Can I see you?" He Chi knelt on the ground and wiped the floor tirelessly, like an old scalper.

The manager rolled around on the bed: "You look good, you are so good-looking. Ten years from now, you will definitely look better than me now."

He Chi paused, then turned to look at the manager. After drinking, he often spoke from his heart. He suddenly realized a problem. In the manager's mind, age has always been a factor that cannot be ignored.

He likes the manager purely and doesn't think about anything, but the manager's heart must not be blank, he must have much more considerations than himself.

Perhaps there were specific reasons for the manager's resistance to him before. After all, he knew that the manager had feelings for him.

He suddenly felt heartbroken. He felt ignorant and selfish. When he was unilaterally immersed in this chasing and chasing love game, he didn't consider him from the perspective of the manager at all.

The manager must be in a dilemma from time to time, but he never shows it, he just digests and thinks by himself.

He Chi threw the rag on the ground, straightened up:

"What does it mean to be prettier than you ten years from now? I am prettier than you now."

He leaned over and placed a light kiss on the manager's forehead:

"Good night."

The manager fell asleep peacefully as if he had been sedated.

With a "boom", something fell to the ground and rolled under the bed.

He Chi knelt down and took it out. It was the manager's pen.

Afraid that it might not be found by misplacing it, He Chi put it in his pocket.

The manager had a cute sleeping face, and He Chi squatted beside him quietly watching him, his facial features, his nose, his ears, and his mouth, each of which had become his favorite look.

If time must stop at a certain moment, it should stop when my eyes fall on you.He Chi thought to himself.

He Chi picked up his coat and quietly brought it to the door.

The next day, He Chi arrived downstairs in the community on time, but to his surprise the manager didn't show up on time.

He is never late.

In an instant, many possibilities flashed through He Chi's head. He was still hungover, and he might have vomited and choked in the middle of the night last night...

He Chi cursed, damn it, he should have stayed last night!

He rushed up like the wind and rang the doorbell frantically. It took 1 minute for someone to open the door. The manager's face was pale and his eyes were still a little swollen.

"What's wrong?" He Chi asked him.

"I can't find my stuff." The manager said with tears in his eyes.

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