Ordinary but not simple

Early in the morning, Song Wenxi gets up early, brushes her teeth, washes her face, solves her internal urgency, sticks the water with a comb, combs her hair briefly, opens the closet, and chooses a dark blue suit from the neatly hung suits, according to the shirt first, After the suit, tie the order, everything looks just stripped down.

Just like a compulsory course for the nobility, even the way of cooking in the kitchen is quiet, clean, and so elegant that the surroundings exude a sense of luxury.

"Wake up," Song Wenxi said. After making breakfast, the compulsory course was to come to her son's bedroom and wake him up, "Little Nuo."

Song Qinuo wanted to stay in bed, "You want mom to wake me up."

"That depends on whether the person I'm going on a blind date with on Saturday agrees or not," Song Wenxi said in a loud voice, but couldn't wake him up, so she hugged him up.

"Ah!" Song Qinuo opened his eyes suddenly, "Then what is Uncle Zhongzhirou?"

"My good friend," Song Wenxi walked out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom in the living room, "Stop putting strange imaginations on Uncle Zhongzhirou, do you understand?"

"Then Dad, what does my new mother look like?" Since Zhongzhirou couldn't be the target, Song Qinuo took his words seriously for the time being.

"It looks average, a little shorter than my father and me, that's about it," Song Wenxi had read the other party's profile, which included age, height, weight, occupation, and family size.

"Okay!" Song Qinuo didn't care what he did, the point was that there were many people loving him at home, "Come on, dad, you're great!"

"Yeah," Song Wenxi couldn't stand the child being so happy about this kind of thing that she returned to being a child.

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Liao Xiaojiang woke up early in the morning, wearing a basic white-collar uniform that will not change for a year, and walking on the way to the company, because there is no breakfast in the company, Liao Xiaojiang will choose the fastest and least troublesome soy milk buns, a simple solution My own hunger problem, and this common breakfast pattern is not just a special case of Liao Xiaojiang.

Since Xue Shao left the company, Liao Xiaojiang has not made close friends in the company. One is because of what happened to Xue Shao before leaving the company. The other is because no one in the company has had friendship with Liao Xiaojiang at school. Liao Xiaojiang's hobbies are different from those of Liao Xiaojiang.Liao Xiaojiang couldn't get into the environment where he liked to smoke, play cards, drink, and gamble on mahjong. What's worse, Liao Xiaojiang didn't have a specific hobby. The most popular and boring online game didn't arouse Liao Xiaojiang's passion. interest.

"Xiao Jiang!" Xiao Wen, a colleague who came here to buy buns and soy milk like him, "Are you eating steamed buns again?"

"The steamed buns are pretty good," Liao Xiaojiang dared not say that the stuffed buns tasted like a long-term overnight dish.

Xiaowen handed him a meat bun, "I'll take this," thinking he was eating the buns to save money.

"No need," Liao Xiaojiang shyly refused, "I finished eating these, just right, thank you."

"You're always so polite," Xiao Wen came to the company for a while, "it's the same to everyone," remembering the day his friend left, the vigorous scene, "I don't mean to discriminate against you."

discriminate?What the hell?Liao Xiaojiang wanted to go on a blind date with a man, but he hadn't said anything about it yet, how could he know in advance that he could do it? "I don't know what you're talking about." He ate the last bite of steamed bun and left with the soy milk.

Seeing him walking in a hurry, Xiao Wen grabbed him subconsciously, "I really didn't discriminate against you," seeing him stop and face himself, "My girlfriend is a senior rotten woman," and if someone asked him, "If To be friends, I think I can occasionally visit your friend's house, eat, chat, watch movies and so on."

Liao Xiaojiang was stunned for a while, then stammered, "You, you, are you okay?" Is your girlfriend a senior rotten woman, or are you a senior rotten man?There is a bad feeling, "I, I'm still single."

Of course Xiaowen knew that he was a bachelor, "I know about this," he was determined to be friends with him for the sake of his girlfriend, "We are in the same company, and the dormitory is close, so we should be friends, no ?"

What should be?Liao Xiaojiang didn't want to get too close to the people in the company, "It's getting late, I should go back to the company," he shook off his hand and walked forward immediately.

While Xiaowen was persistently pestering Liao Xiaojiang, a family car parked near Liao Xiaojiang's company, which didn't look dazzling, pressed the window, and Song Wenxi, who was sitting inside, stared at Liao Xiaojiang on the opposite side of the intersection.Being dragged by a man she didn't know, according to Song Wenxi's temperament, anyone who knew her would go over to help him out, but this time it was different. Song Wenxi came to see Liao Xiaojiang purely as a preview.

"It looks so-so, but I didn't expect it to be very popular," Song Wenxi smiled, started the car, and followed him on the street opposite him until he walked into the company before turning the steering wheel and leaving.

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Today's weather is fine, Liang Hanwen cooked a delicious and beautiful breakfast as usual, sat at the dining table, waiting for Qiu Chenyu to come and share it with him.Of course, Qiu Chenyu at this time has already woken up, dressed decently, sorted out the documents that will be taken to the company today, picked up the laptop, packed them into bags, carried them on one shoulder, and walked out of the bedroom with his neck twisted. Sitting at the dining table, facing Liang Hanwen who was smiling.

"Come here, my little dear," Liang Hanwen said whenever Liang Hanwen saw his appearance, he would be reminded of the abstinence scene mentioned in his novel, and couldn't help but want to touch his buttocks to enjoy himself.

"Shouldn't it be called a donut?" Qiu Chenyu saw his dissatisfied appearance, walked over, and was really slapped by him for a while, "Hmm..." The coquettishness of refusal and welcome made him look happy .

"If you don't have donuts, you don't even want to go to work." Liang Hanwen pulled him to sit down, and he leaned over like a professional bartender, leaning against his chest, "You're so clingy to me, what are you going to do?" Have a meal?"

Isn't that simple?Qiu Chenyu smiled, "Feed me," and slowly opened his mouth.

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Tadashiro played billiards with his friends until after four o'clock in the middle of the night. He didn't go home to sleep, so he found a chair near the billiard hall where he could lie down, and fell asleep. And a few drunks I didn't know.Tadashiro got up and patted the clothes on his body, squinted his eyes and scratched his hair feeling a headache, came to the counter, ordered a glass of strong wine, took a big gulp, wafted in his mouth, and spit it back into the glass.

The proprietress who poured wine for him, saw him like this, "Little brother, how old are you, you tortured your body like this." Seeing how handsome he is, she couldn't help but care a few words, "I'd better go home and wash, Have a decent meal."

Tadashirou could see that the proprietress had some meaning for him, "I, that's it, I don't look like a serious person."

The proprietress reached out and tugged at his collar, "Brother, your girlfriend is really willing to let you hang out all day."

"I don't have a girlfriend." Tadashirou didn't want to mess with this topic, "and I don't plan to find one."

"It's good not to be fixed," the proprietress approached him ambiguously, "How about we play?"

She looked to be in her 30s, with heavy makeup on. Tadashiro shook his head in displeasure, "I slept late last night, so I didn't have much energy."

"It's over, you can sleep as long as you want," said the proprietress, wanting to have some sex with him.

Tadashiro lowered his head and smiled, "I'm still a virgin," then raised his head, "It won't last long," asking her not to think about him, "Let's go," put the money on the counter, turned and left.

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