They are not divorced today

Liu Zeyu became the neighbor of Song Xinyan and Qin Murang.

This strange neighborhood relationship is obviously not very good. Song Xinyan doesn't like Liu Zeyu, and Liu Zeyu doesn't like Song Xinyan either. For him, Song Xinyan is a huge obstacle for him to return to Qin Mulang's side.

On the day of the move, Liu Zeyu received invited friends at home. They also wanted to call Qin Mulang, but the answer they got was that he and Song Xinyan had other arrangements and had no time to be with them.

Liu Zeyu didn't give up, he didn't think Qin Mulang would treat him so coldly, so he went to pat on the opposite door, but no one came out to answer the door after knocking for a long time.After thinking about it, he has already moved here, the future will be long, there are plenty of opportunities, there is no need to rush for a while.

As for Qin Mulang and Song Xinyan who lived across from him, they didn't take it to heart, which caused some bad influence on them, but because of this, the two of them went shopping outside at three or four in the afternoon in order to avoid Liu Zeyu Went to eat.

Spring is coming, the weather is getting warmer, and the clothes need to be changed. As the person in charge of a company, you need to deal with all kinds of people frequently, and you have to keep up with the trend. Qin Mulang must pay attention to dressing when attending various occasions. , Except for shirts, suits, and underwear, the two of them basically wear other casual clothes together, so it is convenient and quick to buy clothes.When he was with Song Xinyan, Qin Mulang would always have the desire to buy him a lot of clothes, and even now they still buy clothes together.

However, Song Xinyan doesn't seem to be in a very high mood today. He doesn't like shopping, but compared to Liu Zeyu who suddenly lives next door, he thinks shopping is an extremely cute sport.

In the evening, Qin Mulang took Song Xinyan to a restaurant overlooking the entire Guangzhou city to eat steaks. Every meal was exquisite and delicious. Afterwards, they watched the night scene of lights with Guangzhou characteristics together. Song Xinyan's mood recovered [-]% , After nine o'clock in the evening, the two returned home with big bags and small bags.

The newly purchased clothes had to be washed again before they could be worn. Qin Mulang started tidying up the clothes as soon as he came back, while Song Xinyan went to take a bath first, and when he came out, his whole body smelled delicious. Qin Mulang threw down the new clothes and stepped forward to sniff them.

"Why?" Song Xinyan took two steps back very vigilantly.

"What do you want me to do?" Qin Mulang said.

Song Xinyan immediately stopped him from thinking about things, and pushed him into the bathroom: "You have to go to work tomorrow, and I have to go to work too, go take your shower, I still need to check my email, and I have to interview a newcomer tomorrow."

Qin Mulang looked disappointed: "Oh, you are too cold."

Song Xinyan turned around and slipped away. He didn't know how many times a week other same-sex couples had sex, but Qin Mulang did it seven days a week. It was okay to pester him every day. He could bear it in his heart, but his body couldn't bear it either.

When Song Xinyan was dealing with work, Qin Mulang would never bother him. He also had a lot of affairs to deal with.

When the hour hand pointed to eleven o'clock, Song Xinyan came out of the study, and Qin Mulang was writing documents in the living room with his computer in his arms, chatting with the subordinates in the work group about new ideas from time to time.

Song Xinyan yawned: "I'm going to sleep, how about you?"

Qin Mulang said, "Come right away." He quickly entered a line of information in the dialog box, clicked send, and closed the computer.

Song Xinyan brushed her teeth and got on the bed, and then Qin Mulang followed. Song Xinyan leaned towards him and rested her head on his chest.

Holding Song Xinyan in his arms and stroking his back, Qin Mulang said in a low voice, "Drink less alcohol in the future. I was scared to see you drunk like that last night."

Song Xinyan smiled and agreed: "Understood, next time I have to drink, I will drink less."

Qin Mulang said: "Your body is not only yours, it is also mine."

Song Xinyan wanted to push Qin Mulang away at this time, but was hugged tightly. The next second, he was pushed onto the other side's body, and his lips were kissed.

The body is loved again.

But Qin Mulang was very restrained, he only did it once and let Song Xinyan go. Tomorrow is Monday, and they both have a lot of things to do.

After indulgence, there is restraint, and then wait for the next wantonness.

On Monday morning, Song Xinyan had a hard time getting up, thanks to Qin Mulang patiently waking him up in various special ways.

The special thing today is that Qin Mulang played with Song Er...

Song Xinyan had to get up, it would not be as simple as just playing with Song Er, they both could go to work late.

No one told Qin Mulang that he was going to be late, but he couldn't do it himself. He still had a regular meeting in the morning.

Seeing Song Xinyan rushing into the bathroom in embarrassment, Qin Mulang, who was sitting on the bed, kept laughing.

With a toothbrush in her mouth, Song Xinyan stretched out her head and stared at him, Qin Mulang acted innocently: "I just told you to get up."

Song Xinyan spit out the foam in her mouth, cleaned it up and stretched out her head again: "You can use another method."

Qin Mulang said, "That's because you can't get up, and you blame me."

Song Xinyan had no choice but to keep silent. When he finished washing and went out, Qin Mulang had already warmed up two cups of milk, some slices of toast, and fried eggs for two people. The breakfast was simple but still nutritious.

After eating, they went to work together, and Song Xinyan took the car keys.

However, just as they opened the door, the opposite door also opened. Liu Zeyu walked out in a suit and leather shoes, feeling refreshed.

"Brother Lang, the car I ordered hasn't arrived yet, can you give me a ride along the way?"

Qin Mulang looked at Song Xinyan, and said to Liu Zeyu, "Xinyan sent me to work today, I don't have a car, sorry."

Song Xinyan took Qin Mulang's hand, and said with a smile: "I can give Mr. Liu a ride, you must be familiar with your company's route, you are a big customer of our company."

Qin Mulang heard a different meaning: "What big client?"

Song Xinyan smiled and said: "Our company has taken over the software customization business of Liu's head office, and it was confirmed last Friday. I will be in charge of product design."

Liu Zeyu was a little confused, Song Xinyan suddenly revealed this matter in front of Qin Mulang, he felt a little ashamed.

Liu Zeyu said very unnaturally: "Well, yes."

Qin Mulang fixed his eyes on Liu Zeyu, without any emotion, thinking that he had finally found the culprit of Xin Yan's getting drunk, he dared not hurt his own person even a single bit, Liu Zeyu was really capable.

Qin Mulang said, "That's right."

Hearing the tone, Qin Mulang didn't seem very happy, Liu Zeyu suddenly lacked momentum, he was a little hesitant to take Song Xinyan's car.

In the end, Liu Zeyu got into Song Xinyan's car. He wanted to comment on Song Xinyan's ordinary car, but in Song Xinyan's car, he had no room to speak. Pointless trifles.

Song Xinyan said: "I will leave work early in the evening, want to buy a chicken and cook soup?"

Qin Mulang said: "The stall where we bought the local chicken last time seems to be gone, or I'll call someone to deliver it to my home, so it's still fresher."

Song Xinyan said: "It's fine, the newly bought Ganoderma lucidum has not been used yet, so put some in the soup."

Qin Mulang said, "Would that be too sweet?"

Song Xinyan said, "Then how about I grind it into powder and make it into water for you to drink."

Qin Mulang said: "Farewell, you'd better make soup, I can't stand the smell."

Song Xinyan said: "If you don't put Ganoderma lucidum, I will put red dates and goji berries."

Qin Mulang said, "That's fine, what about the food? I'll fry anything you want."

Song Xinyan said: "I want to eat fried eggplant."

Qin Mulang said, "Okay."

Sitting in the back row, Liu Zeyu thought to himself, what is there to talk about about making soup, and braised eggplant sounds very oily.

Halfway through the car, Song Xinyan asked Liu Zeyu, "Mr. Liu, where is your company?" It was completely different from the attitude he met at the door yesterday.

Liu Zeyu, who was a little depressed, gave an address, and Song Xinyan said, "Oh, it's not very far from our company, I'll take you there first."

After sending Liu Zeyu to the location, Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang's car disappeared into the traffic flow, and Qin Mulang didn't even say a single unnecessary word, Liu Zeyu felt somewhat embarrassed.

Although he listened to the boring and meaningless content all the way, he still got a message from it, Qin Mulang and Song Xinyan will go home to cook tonight.When I think of them cooking together, I feel dull. How often did Qin Mulang go in and out of the kitchen? Before, he couldn’t even cook boiled eggs. Why do he have to buy ingredients by himself now? Qin Mulang is not the same as before .

At this moment, Qin Mulang was talking about how Liu Zeyu became a customer of Song Xinyan's company.

Song Xinyan said: "It's the cooperation that our sales manager talked about."

Qin Mulang asked him, "Did he visit your company last Friday?"

"Well... yes." Song Xinyan said.

Qin Mulang felt sorry for him: "Why don't you say anything."

Song Xinyan said: "I treat him as a client of my company, and that's fine."

Qin Mulang looked at his side face, and said with concern, "If you need anything, just tell me."

Song Xinyan pretended not to understand and said, "What can I do, it's just work."

Qin Mulang didn't want Song Xinyan to be embarrassed, so he kissed Song Xinyan on the cheek before getting out of the car: "I'm here, let's have dinner together tonight."

Song Xinyan nodded.

Mondays are always very busy, and Song Xinyan has been busy until she gets off work before she has time to drink water.

In the morning, I interviewed four young people who were applying for product assistants. One boy was more in line with his expectations. He had a sunny personality, natural conversation, relevant work experience, and was very confident. He talked about salary, hoping to take over part of the work as soon as possible.

Director Yan attached great importance to the Zeshui project. In the afternoon, he chatted with him about the product design concept in the early stage for half an hour, and said that the project team urged them to start development as soon as possible, and they needed it urgently.

Song Xinyan just smiled at this. Although the contract is limited, he still has to follow his work plan, or let Director Yan be replaced. It is impossible for Liu Zeyu to take advantage of him.

After drinking most of the glass of water, Song Xinyan sent a voice message to Qin Mulang: "Shall we eat outside tonight? We don't have enough manpower, and we still have some work to do."

Qin Mulang replied to him: "Okay, I have a conference call later, please send me a message when you are done, I will wait for you at the company."

Song Xinyan sent him a kissing expression.

Liu Zeyu, who came home from get off work in the evening, knocked on the opposite door. He really wanted to know how Qin Mulang and Song Xinyan got along.

However, no one opened the door for him after knocking for a long time.

What Liu Zeyu didn't know was that Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang seldom went home to cook on Monday nights.

The author has something to say: Seeing the angels' comments, I feel the need to explain.

In fact, this is an article about secret love and cherishing. I wrote it slowly. I hope you don’t mind. There are still many things I want to write.

There are some small problems between Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang, and the purpose of writing is to solve these small problems for them.

I firmly believe that as long as two people love each other, no one can influence them.

I don't know what everyone's definition of sweet text is, but I think they are sweet.

May everyone accompany me to witness the love and marriage of Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang. (== so nasty)