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Shen Junbin has a table in his mind, which consists of time, plan, and precautions.In the early years, this form was in the form of a handwritten notebook, and he had to smear it when making changes. Later, as his work experience and knowledge became richer, his industry sensitivity increased, and his business sense was keen, this form gradually became clear and standardized, and became The modular electronic screen display, marked with different colors according to the emergency level, flashed in his mind from time to time.

No one is driving him behind, or rather, no one here dares to drive him behind his back to do something, but as December approaches, the flickering frequency of those modules is getting higher and higher between the dizzying orders, making it difficult for him to go to work every day. An Ning, his obsessive-compulsive symptoms are almost unbearable.

Some plans are imminent and waiting to be done. They must be implemented in the daily schedule to be completed on time.

But... there is a subtle difference between "has to be done" and "has to be done".

Missing an inch is a thousand miles wrong.

The man's clean-shaven jaw was sharp and sharp, like the sharp front teeth of a big mouse. It dared to gnaw on anything and was able to gnaw on anything. The moment it fell on his shoulder, it bit off his brain and body invisibly. between the data lines.

Now, the display, which had been running fine for years, lost power.

Can't connect, can't connect.

The most skilled overhauler came to overhaul, but he would never have imagined that such a big mouse would get into his heart and hurt him.

Shen Junbin drove the car to the community, stopped in front of the gate, and did not turn off the engine.

Sheng Xiao's eyes were piercing, as bright as a black cat sheriff: "Stop there, in front of that black car. Can I go in?"

Shen Junbin didn't look at the parking space, but instead looked at the commander who seemed to be shining back.

He was counting with his fingers in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out: I went to his house, so who will choose my tableware?Who will inspect similar restaurants?

Who will write the proposal?Who is going to communicate with the owner and fight for funds?

Business is busy at the end of the year, and he doesn't often have such a full day of free time. Even if it happens occasionally, the sudden blizzard weather like the previous two days is not suitable for investigation.

Fish and bear's paw cannot have both, the pair of enemies of "want to do" and "should do" always run in opposite directions abruptly, each expressing their own opinions, pulling people's hearts so that the blood flows backwards.

Shen Junbin looked blankly at the person in the passenger seat, but on that person's face was only "Back to All Beings" and no standard answer.

"Hey!" Sheng Xiao snapped his fingers crisply in front of his eyes, "There, did you see that? Go, the car will come later."

Shen Junbin pushed the gear lever and drove towards the parking space.After parking the car, he closed the car door with a set of Japanese straight cups he just bought.

Manager Sheng had better not want to claim compensation again, or he would immediately turn on the gas and blow up the building.

"That old man just now, I was annoyed when I saw it, his smile is uglier than his mother... that who."

Shen Junbin thought for a while, but didn't understand: "Who?"

"No one, but it's too ugly, so ugly that I can't think of a reference for a while." Manager Sheng can speak with confidence, "Don't go to his place, I will take you shopping later, let's sink You have to go to a place with a bit of class, don’t you?”

Shen Junbin's eyes lit up: "Where?"

Sheng Xiao cleared his throat, and said from left to right: "Hey...I really can't walk now, when I wake up, I'll just take you there."

This man who once vowed that "we should all cherish trust" is obviously writing a blank promise. You can see from his eyes that he wants to use unconventional means to gain support.

Although Shen Junbin was naive, he had excellent electrical conductivity, so he received all those gazes without any loss.

The sky in winter is very high, and the sun hangs extremely far away, so far away that it seems that it doesn't care about the life and death of the northern hemisphere at all. No matter how the human beings here jump around, it will just turn a blind eye.

Shen Junbin looked at the floating clouds and asked gently: "Wait until you wake up? When is it?"

Sheng Xiao: "Afternoon? I go to bed early and wake up early, so we can go shopping early."

This means that Sheng Xiao will have a rest when he returns to his residence.

Shen Junbin really couldn't continue to lie to himself, he had to start asking himself: What did I go upstairs for?

On one side of his heart, he felt a sense of fulfillment and seeking benevolence, but on the other side, he felt empty.It has been more than ten years since he had his first sexual impulse in the late night of no one in adolescence. Could it be that a man has gone through more than ten years of so-called growth, but in the end he is still the most primitive lower-body animal?There is a gentle township who takes off his pants when he beckons, and a beauty who favors him and then surrenders to her beauty?

Could it be a bit of a body-based, but above-the-top, legitimate pursuit?

"When I'm done resting, I'll accompany you on a stroll until the evening closes, okay?" Sheng Xiao didn't know much about the market, and all he could think of in his mind were the porcelain tableware counters in a few shopping malls. After finding a little leeway, the tone changed from "bring" to "accompany", "As long as there is a store that is not closed, I will not get off work, and I will spend enough shopping with you."

"..." As soon as he changed his words, Shen Junbin heard the subtle change of lack of confidence.

In the chaos of thousands of threads, at least the work plan has a seemingly feasible solution, and his heart that has been torn into two by career and selfishness re-embraces together.

He took a breath and said, "Well, that's what you said."

Sheng Xiao thought he was walking slowly, so he pushed him into the elevator, but he didn't take away the palm stuck to his back.The hand gradually became unruly, wandering to the sensitive area on his waist.

Sheng Xiao said in an extremely uninspired way: "Your perfume smells really good."

If someone else praised the perfume casually, Shen Junbin could say "thank you" without any distractions, or he might smile generously, but when he met Sheng Xiao, and this person repeatedly mentioned this matter, he could not understand what he said from these words. There was a naked hint, as if he just raised his head and closed his eyes, the next second the man would tear off his collar, bite his neck, and take a deep breath at the source of the fragrance.

I am used to the exquisite hardware of five-star hotels, but when I look at ordinary residential areas, I feel that everything is lacking, as can be seen from the elevator room.The color temperature of the overhead light seemed to be too high. After being reflected by the mirror several times, Shen Junbin was dizzy, his ears were ringing, his eyes were full of stars, and he even had hallucinations in a trance.There were only the two of them in the elevator, and Shen Junbin looked at the two silhouettes blurred on the elevator door. In his hallucination, Sheng Xiao, who was separated from him by ninety thousand miles, seemed to be right in front of him, within reach.

Thinking of this, Shen Junbin couldn't laugh anymore, and his palms were sweating.

This distance is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, maybe Sheng Xiao can see something good about him when he is the only one in Sheng Xiao's eyes.Whether it's his taste in picking perfume or his taste in dressing, he has lived for nearly thirty years, there must be something that gives him some added value on his body, right?Otherwise, like a dish, the more monotonous and unchanging the taste and decoration, the easier it is for people to get tired of eating it and then throw it away like a shoe.

He looked back and caught a glimpse of the corner of Sheng Xiao's lips, he wanted to pounce on it to hold it in his heart, and sternly warned "you are mine", but he was discouraged before he could do it - he didn't know what he could use to negotiate terms with this man .

Although Licheng is a relatively conservative city, there is no shortage of happy places for small lovers, and there may even be one in the clubhouse behind Mingquan Garden.If Sheng Xiao wants to go out hunting, he is afraid that men and women will eat it all. It is easier than eating in the cafeteria. But he, he has a bad temper: if he is not someone he likes when he is sober, even if he is drunk and excited Come, don't want to touch a finger.

In the face of completely unequal opportunities for happiness, facing Sheng Xiao, everything he said seemed to be wishful thinking.

In the end, he didn't say a word.

It was not difficult for him to imagine that a spoiled person would prefer a simple, worry-free companion.

Sheng Xiao yelled impatiently when he entered the door: "I'm sleeping, I don't care about you anymore, you can do whatever you want."

"Oh." Shen Junbin silently lifted the cups to the sink, took them apart and cleaned them one by one.

Not halfway through washing, I heard Sheng Xiao calling him: "Boss Shen, why don't you come over to sleep for a while? You get up so early in the morning to prepare meals, and you won't have the energy to go out later!"

He was invited to go, took off his shoes and socks, just lifted a corner of the quilt, and the person who was practicing clairvoyance under the quilt spoke again: "How can you sleep without taking off your clothes?"

Sounds impatient.

Shen Junbin surrendered, reaching for the metal buckle on his waist.

If there was something Sheng Xiao wanted from him, he would give it to him without asking anything...at least, for the time being.

He was able to take off his upper body with only a shirt left, and his lower body was even less. He lay flat on an unfamiliar bed, folded his hands and felt like a simplified version of Sleeping Beauty. The sides are like immortality again.

Shen Junbin had never paid attention to what position he was sleeping in before, and now it felt wrong no matter how he lay down, so he had to turn his body outwards.

Sheng Xiao turned over right after, and stretched one hand into Shen Junbin's clothes.

Shen Junbin: "...Sheng Xiao."

He had clearly prepared his mind well, but when the distance between the two of them was zero, he still couldn't help shaking, his neck was so stiff that he couldn't turn his head.

The person behind him didn't speak, and moved his body to get closer to him. The scorching hard object was only separated from him by a thin layer of fabric.The hand also slid from his waist to his abdomen, stretching all the way down until it pulled down the only obstacle, trying to remove it completely.

Shen Junbin was burning hot all over, but his heart couldn't help being sad: This bastard came too fast, there was no step-by-step courtesy, he had already covered his heart and was willing to go to bed without knowing why, Sheng Xiao didn't even want to give him a little playful tenderness ?Just get straight to the point in such a hurry?

"Sheng Xiao!" Shen Junbin pressed that hand, warning it not to be too careless.

"Huh?" Sheng Xiao's voice was deep and slow, panting a little heavily, and he was completely different from when he was outside the bedroom, "I can wait for you to say a word at most."

I don't know if there is a Gu in these words, or if Sheng Xiao has practiced the magical skill of "Bone Transforming Palm", Shen Junbin's body can't help but convulse slightly: "You..."

"Okay, you're done." Sheng Xiao let go of his vitals for a while, grabbed his wrist and locked it behind him, kissed his ear, "Don't move around."