Quick wear to save the black-faced devil

"Ah? Did you quarrel?" The friend was stunned for a moment, and persuaded, "You better apologize to Lin Mubai, he has a good temper and won't care about you."

"What are you apologizing for? I obviously didn't do anything. It's because he didn't know what to do!" Chen Haoyu was a little impatient, he waved away his friend's hand on his shoulder, and left angrily.

The friend rubbed his sore wrist, frowned, and looked at Chen Haoyu's back, "Crazy, why are you angry at me? I didn't mess with you!"

"But—" the friend shrugged his shoulders and muttered in a low voice, "Lin Mubai can't bear Chen Haoyu at last, and I would be angry if I were him. He takes advantage of others all the time, and he is as stingy as Grandet. I can't get in, it's too disgusting. Isn't it just a little tender, older than me, talking with my throat all day long, acting like a baby at every turn, just like a girl, is it disgusting?"

The friend shook his head, he had long been displeased with Chen Haoyu's attitude, but the two of them were willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, so it was hard for him to say anything, since they couldn't get close.

He sighed, this person has advantages because of his good looks, even though Chen Haoyu always took advantage of others, he didn't see others get too angry, and many girls offered to buy this and that for him.

Girls now eat this one bite, and every time they see Chen Haoyu, they call him so cute and give him a lot of gifts.

He touched his rough cheek and sighed.

These days, no one cares about real men?

But let him take care of his skin all day like a bitch, the concubine can't do it!

QUR

"Abai, what are you doing now?" Sitting in the office, Duanmuyan listened to Lin Mubai's latest video over and over again, until his assistant came in and reminded him that it was time for a meeting, and then he put it down unsatisfactorily. , After the meeting, I came back and listened to it several times before I calmed down and processed the documents.

Time passed by, and it was noon. While eating, he couldn't help picking up his phone and sent Lin Mubai a message.

"I'm eating, what about you?" Lin Mubai curled his lips, thought for a while, and took a photo of Duanmuyan, who lived alone, and he was too lazy to work, so he cooked a bowl of noodles and mixed them with oily sauce Come on, it tastes great.

Seeing Lin Mubai's poorly made lunch, his heart ached. How could Ah Bai just eat this little food? Can the nutrition keep up?

Then I lowered my head and took a look at myself—the winter melon pork ribs soup ordered by a five-star hotel, a small portion of Buddha jumping over the wall, fried shrimp with broccoli, and garlic oysters. I felt guilty instantly.

"Abai, send me your address, and I'll send you a lunch." Duanmuyan pursed his lips, suddenly lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks, and sent Lin Mubai a text message in a dejected manner.

"Don't be so troublesome." Lin Mubai didn't care, "I can eat whatever I want by myself. When you are free, you can come to my house? I will cook myself and cook you a meal?"

"Okay!" Duanmuyan's eyes lit up immediately, "It's better to hit the sun than choose another day, just today!"

"..." Lin Mubai was silent for a moment, Duanmuyan is too credulous, after all, he is the CEO of a company, and he entered the room the next day after meeting a stranger, is it really okay?

He now has a sense of the vicissitudes of an old father.

Duanmuyan waited for a while, the light in his eyes dimmed, he lowered his head pitifully, after waiting for a while, Lin Mubai hadn't sent a text message, and he was even more aggrieved, "Abai? Abai, are you still there?"

"Uh, yes." Lin Mubai sighed, "All right, I'll send you the address."