Street office where the wind lives

The weather was still a bit stuffy when they left, and when they came back, the late autumn in Jiuru City had come quietly. Standing behind the scenes, the hot pot Mala Tang team comes on stage. All delicacies are divided into off-season and peak season. Only Harbin Beer is an evergreen tree that will always stand invincible in the food world.

The opening ceremony of No. 41 High School was unprecedentedly grand, but apart from the principal in the stands, hundreds of teachers and students on the playground all looked hopeless, planning how to rush to the school as quickly as possible after the field was over. When I arrived at the breakfast stall I wanted to eat, the headmaster and his old man's spitting and blah blah automatically turned to deaf ears.

Mario secretly sent a voice message to Luan Zhou while he was yawning, "What time does the plane arrive home? Brother is going to work, so we can meet at the old place tonight?"

I don't know what I'm busy with over there. It took me a long time to reply, but it was still a voice. Luan Zhou usually cherishes words like gold, and he can basically answer with "Oh, whatever, you decide" and never skip a word , The saved brain capacity is all used to conceive a million-word online literature.This suddenly sent a voice message of nearly one minute. Mario was afraid that he would be kidnapped, so he clicked on the meeting and heard "Hurry up and take 1 million to redeem him, or tear up the ticket!"

In fact, this voice is indeed a bit weird, almost kneeling, there was an intermittent groan/groan/sound at the beginning, startled Mario almost dropped his phone, he hurriedly returned the phone from mid-air, turned down the volume, and put it on Listen to it.

The voice fluctuated from high to low, as if there was more than one person. Sometimes it was a low growl suppressed in the throat, and sometimes it turned into an unbearable muffled hum, interspersed with a few ecstasy "ah~ah~um~"

In the last five seconds of the voice, Luan Zhou seemed to realize that he was recording, and suddenly let out a roar, his voice sounded like he had just cried: You actually turned on the voice, Wei Nanfeng, fuck/You...

The unread little red dot disappeared, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Standing under the five-star red flag, Mario blushed inexplicably: ...

I seem to know something great.

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At the Macau airport, a certain leader who misled the country because of her beauty almost missed the plane.Ms. Sang Ting had just gone through the divorce turmoil, she was disheartened, she left Luan Zhou alone and went back to her mother's home to heal her wounds.The air tickets of the three Dang brothers were rebooked by the stingy boss, and they were all stuffed into the economy class with poor food and lots of flies.

Now, the bastard leader can take his current "delicate and frail" little boyfriend to the business class to eat fruit leisurely.

As soon as we took off, Wei Nanfeng waved to the stewardess, "Please bring a blanket to the gentleman next to me, thank you."

The stewardesses are all professionals with high professionalism, as if they are used to the wind and waves, they nodded respectfully, "Okay, please wait a moment."

After she left, Luan Zhou elbowed Wei Nanfeng, "Why do you want a blanket? I'm not cold."

Wei Nanfeng leaned into his ear: "It's not for you to sit on, it's for you to cushion." After speaking, he glanced down, Luan Zhou's face turned red, and he picked up a round The cherries stuffed into his mouth, "Get out (;`O)o!"

The pole of the cherries was still sticking out, Wei Nanfeng grabbed the whole one out, raised the tip of his tongue and licked it, then blinked meaningfully at Luanzhou, "Mmm~ it's so sweet."

This man looks handsome while eating cherries, many fragmented pictures come one after another, the folds on the bed sheet...the shirts and ties scattered on the floor from the bathroom to the bed...the last is the two hands folded together, Luan Zhou Pulling his pants uncomfortably, the stewardess just came back with a blanket, and he immediately grabbed the raisins and threw them into Wei Nanfeng's mouth: "Stop talking!"

Seeing this scene, the stewardess put down the blanket with an expression of "I understand it very well", covered her face and returned to the cabin. Luan Zhou clearly saw her sniggering, "Now the flight attendant class taught me something... "

The blanket was not used as a cushion in the end, and Luan Zhou covered it all the way to save face and suffer. Wei Nanfeng came up to him several times to stick to him, but he covered his head to isolate him, and sat on the plane for two and a half hours, covering his head with sweat.

After getting off the plane, the two of them were sticky and greasy all the way, making the party flag, Dangyu and Dangjian signs disgusting, with goosebumps all over their bodies.

The smell of briar wood in the small courtyard of the long-lost office is still strong, but it is appropriate for the occasion. Wei Nanfeng took advantage of Luan Zhou squatting on the ground to tease the fat orange, took a sneak shot with his mobile phone, and uploaded it to Moments, with the caption: Let's go home up.Followed by a series of love hearts, I wish my friends in the circle of friends could feel his love overflowing the screen, and eat dog food until they are full.

It’s not hard to say that the people on the Wuyi Road eat dog food, but the news that “Director Xiao Wei is back” spread like wildfire, and the public grievances that had been accumulated for a long time came one after another. Tong Tong, who was worrying about the TV at home, My sister swiped to this circle of friends, and she didn't even have time to like it, so she called me with just one call.

Wei Nanfeng had just returned to the exclusive nest of the two of them, and wanted to take a nap with Luan Zhouti, so it was probably going to be a mess. Although his heart was bleeding, his tone of voice when he answered the phone was as warm and warm as a March spring breeze, Director Wei's style The standard mode of asking for warmth is online: "Hey, Sister Tong, you still care about me the most. I just said that you came in and came in. Remember to pick up the skin care products I brought you. ——Ah? Really? That’s not right Come on, let's go, don't worry, Huzi is definitely not this kind of kid, okay, I'll rush over right away."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Nanfeng sighed a long time, moved to Luan Zhou's side with a gloomy face, successfully occupied Fat Ju's position by virtue of his size advantage, and bent down to bury him in his arms.

Luan Zhou was afraid that he would be uncomfortable if he bowed his waist for a long time, so he stretched his legs and hooked a large suitcase, which drifted upright and stopped just behind Wei Nanfeng. Damn, rubbing his big head against Luan Zhou's chest, he muttered dissatisfiedly, "Why are there so many troubles as soon as I come back, Director Xiao Wei is not a hard worker, it's all because of the boy who has a visa, if he didn't get a visa I hope we can stay in Macau for a few more days."

Luan Zhou wanted to laugh a little, why is this person so unreasonable, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he poked Wei Nanfeng on the top of his head, "Hey, are you using your working time to make extra money, okay, it will be fine if the people don't expose you, don't you think how?"

When he spoke, his chest trembled. Ever since he got mixed up with Mario, he would occasionally utter a sentence or two of Northeast dialect.Wei Nanfeng kept the posture against his chest and did not move. He raised his head and looked at him with burning eyes: "I still want to have sex with you day in and day out."

Luan Zhou: ...

Sure enough, men (except me) are big pigs!

Afterwards, Director Xiao Wei was thrown off the suitcase and fell into a crouch.

Director Wei, who was disliked by his boyfriend, was running around the streets and alleys around Wuyi Road with a lawsuit all over his head.He was about to kneel down to today's teenagers, and Huzi's mother called him over in a hurry, because Huzi ran away from home. The reason turned out to be—the reality is that there is no place for Oudi's seven bodies anymore, and I will go to the world of supernatural powers to be an unworldly hero.

A total of less than thirty characters and five typos were included in the letter, which contained a variant Martian script. Wei Nanfeng almost laughed in the face of a tiger's mother, but fortunately he held back. Now he is chasing and killing a Second-year-old child, who would believe it?

According to Huzi’s mother, Huzi was addicted to a game recently, and often went over the wall to go to Internet cafes, steal money to buy some cards, and the notebook, which was always cleaner than her face, was filled with dense notes. That day she went into her son’s bedroom to sweep the floor. Pick it up and take a look, okay, game strategy!That night, the husband and wife waited with a feather duster and a leather belt, and invited Huzi to eat a meal of fried pork on a bamboo board. The neighbors heard the cry of the child and kindly persuaded them, but Huzi's mother pointed their noses and scolded them away, and the meal was eaten with a bamboo board. The body was strong, and it lasted two days in bed.

Who knew that Huzi seemed a heartless child, after this incident, he couldn't think about it, so he ran away from home. Huzi's mother panicked for a moment, so she had to ask Director Xiaowei for help.

Director Wei loves the game more than he loves the children.It is better to directly prohibit those under 18 from entering the server if there are a bunch of decoration regulations to prevent minors from indulging in it all day long.No wonder the user experience is so poor now, and it’s all because there are too few homework left in school. I implore teachers and parents, take care of your children and save the game.

After this battle, Director Wei decided to wait for Huzi to come back, and the office would pay for it, and personally issue him a set of May [-] exams for all subjects, tear up the answers in advance, check them regularly, and issue another set of Huanggang Middle School test papers if they are not finished. , plan to pass!

After half an hour of unremitting efforts, Huzi was finally arrested in a black Internet cafe around the corner, and his trip to another world came to an end for the time being.

When Wei Nanfeng found Huzi, he was crouching in front of the computer. The chubby hand was banging on the keyboard. Wei Nanfeng flew up and stomped on the back of the chair. Huzi popped out like a small meat ball, and the screen buzzed. After two flashes, the screen went black, and Wei Nanfeng grabbed the tiger by the back of the neck again and lifted him out. The tiger barely touched the ground with both feet, and was dragged for more than ten meters.

"Think about it with your mung bean-sized brain. You are still in a fantasy world. I think you look quite fantasy. Let Ultraman save the world, and you don't have to do it for him. The world has fallen to the point of relying on you to save it, I think you can pack up and die." Wei Nanfeng said angrily,

"Leave a letter and run away from home. This trick is left over from our play. There is no innovative spirit. You can't keep up with non-mainstream."

He casually threw the tiger into the alley, and waved his hands in disgust: "Hurry up and go back to your mother, hold back when you get beaten, don't think about running anymore, I'll call your home in two hours."

Huzi was reluctance written all over his face, but he really didn't care. Even if he didn't go back this time, Director Xiaowei would personally send him home later. It seems to have lightened a little, and even the back is full of sadness.

Director Xiao Wei rubbed his hands together, feeling the joy of slaying a bear child, and found out that Gionee's Voice King was about to answer Huzi's mother, and secretly poked him: "It's better to beat me up, little fat boy, so you can disturb my relationship. !"

Walking to the door of the house, a gust of wind full of resentment blew by, and the little Huzi trembled three times: I'm afraid it will be hard tonight, and Director Xiao Wei will interfere with it, and my Fang Baozhen may be in danger of life.