draw a gun and talk about feelings

Ren Xianyang's branch office is not going well. It's okay for the industry and commerce side, but it's a bit difficult to use contacts. Liu Puchen wiped his butt clean, otherwise he would have worked harder.

Although Ren Xianyang is facing problems in the company, he has just solved a physical need recently, and he is refreshed and in a good mood. These things have not made him worry, and connections are just a meal for him As for food, problems that money can solve are not problems.

Ren Xianyang felt that everything went smoothly and he didn't take setbacks as setbacks at all. Shao Xue had been at a standstill for a long time, and his stomach was full of water. His two cars were not cheap. Ren Xianyang He spent a lot of money to accompany him, but it really hurts him to ask him to change to another car. Besides, he has no money in his hand, and neither does his mother. It's not fun, if he spends it all on this, he won't even be able to pay for a nice bottle of wine.

In fact, Shao Xue doesn’t want any company, even if he plans to come to the company, he won’t know how to run it. He is a medical student, and he can cut people’s stomachs with a knife without shaking his hands. If a company as big as his father asks him to make a decision, he can My calf trembled and turned.But he just wanted to make Ren Xianyang unhappy, he had to mess with this thing if he didn't want it, and he had to mess with it to death, he couldn't handle Ren Xianyang for the time being, why couldn't he start with Ren Xianyang.

Liu Puchen is busier than Ren Xianyang recently. Ren Xianyang has nothing to do with cats and dogs, and spends money to go to Qiao Yujun's place to get scolded. He has to deal with company affairs and take care of Ren Xianyang's life. From time to time, he has to give to his wicked boss. Wiping his ass, he was suffering from a high fever when he received the call from Shao Xue, and was sitting in the office working overtime.

"Brother Puchen, let's get off work. I specially picked a time to call you after get off work. Is it convenient to talk?"

The meaning of Shao Xue’s phrase is it easy to speak is particularly obvious. Knowing that he can only speak behind Ren Xianyang’s back, Liu Puchen didn’t go around in circles with him.

"What's the matter with my unlucky nephew? What time is it and you're asked to work overtime? I heard your nasal voice is so heavy, do you have a cold?" Shao Xue really wasn't pretending, he was worried that Liu Puchen was pretending from the bottom of his heart. The sincerity that can't be expressed, "I don't give you a vacation even if you are sick. You are really not a human being. You can ask him for half a month's leave to come back and rest. My friend has a bathing place at home. I invite you to take a bath for physical therapy."

Liu Puchen knew that this was not simply an invitation to entertain him, but he was indeed exhausted. He held up the phone and let go of the mouse in his hand, closed his eyes and leaned back on the back of the chair, exhaling deeply. After thinking for a while, "Okay, I'll ask for leave, and I'll contact you when I get back."

After Liu Puchen agreed to Shao Xue's matter, he hung up the phone, stayed up all night and prepared all the things he needed for a week, and asked Ren Xianyang for a week's leave the next day, without telling him about Shao Xue's invitation. Yes, I told him the truth about what he was going to do. Ren Xianyang knew that he had been so complacent during this period that he let Liu Puchen do all the serious work. He knew that Liu Puchen was sick and had to work overtime, but his conscience discovered it a little too late. , he himself felt a little sorry, so he said nothing and allowed the leave.

Besides, Ren Xianyang, these days he can be regarded as living a fulfilling life. He would provoke Qiao Yujun when he had nothing to do, and when he was angry with Qiao Yujun, he would be scolded and beaten by Qiao Yujun, and he would turn around and coax him. He felt that it was so unique. strength.

Ren Xianyang was willing to spend money. He felt that Qiao and Jun's family lacked something, so he bought it and sent it to Qiao and Jun's house without asking if they needed it. Later, I got used to it, but at the beginning it was really depressed, the kind of depression that even as a policeman, he wanted to call the police.

It is said that Ren Xianyang sent the wrong things to Qiao Yujun not long ago, and Qiao Yujun angrily scolded his ancestors from eighteen generations up.

Ren Xianyang had thought about it after delivering the things. Qiao and Jun were definitely angry. He also prepared something to make amends. He dressed decently and held flowers and gifts before knocking on Qiao and Jun's door. Waiting for him to come, as soon as the door opened, Qiao and Jun smashed the condoms, lubricating oil, and various types of XX sticks that had just been signed for, and smashed them on Ren Xianyang's face. While blocking it with his arm, he greeted it with a smile.

When the things were almost thrown away, Ren Xianyang squeezed into the room and closed the door with his backhand, and stuffed a bunch of dewy roses into Qiao Yujun's arms, "I knew you had to throw them away, I bought several backups." Let's go." Ren Xianyang walked into the house as he spoke, and put a few boxes and bags in his arms on the sofa of Qiao and Jun's house.

Qiao and Jun were full of roses, but he couldn't utter the words of cursing when he was still angry. He was actually a little happy when he knew that Ren Xianyang had given him something, but after taking it apart, he couldn't do it anymore. Unable to hold back, he ran to the top of his head, he knew that Ren Xianyang would come to knock on the door soon, he was ready to attack and waited for someone to come, but now he was still angry, but the anger was gone.

"You are sick, take it away!" Qiao Yujun asked someone to take it away, but the flowers in his hand did not intend to let go, Ren Xianyang looked at Qiao Yujun's face and laughed twice like a fool Yes, he dragged Qiao and Jun to sit on the sofa, between the two of them was the pile of things he brought.

"Don't tell me whether to throw it away or not, I'll show you these things." Ren Xianyang took out things as he spoke, took out one and shook it in front of Qiao Yujun. "Advanced toner, facial cleanser, hand protector Cream, body lotion..." just took out bottles one by one, and put them on the coffee table after Qiao Yujun had a look at them. Ren Xianyang finally took out a bottle of good-looking things with a good color bottle. "Limited perfume, with me One flavor, very good smell."

Qiao Yujun frowned and looked at the pile of bottles and cans on the coffee table in his house, and spat at Ren Xianyang, "I have rough skin? You buy such a pile, and wipe it on me to make me a bitch. Great job, huh?"

Ren Xianyang pinched Qiao Yujun's chin with one hand and looked around his face, "Your skin is not very slippery, but if you don't need it, you can leave it alone, and I will touch your rough buttocks and thighs." It feels comfortable, and I bought it for you because I am afraid that your skin will be damaged by the wind and sun, and more protection will save you from aging quickly."

Qiao and Jun didn't have much to say. He squinted at the pile of things and looked at the unopened boxes on the sofa. He knew that these must be the extra copies that Ren Xianyang said he bought.

Ren Xianyang stacked the boxes without unpacking them one by one, and put them all on the coffee table, and then took the flowers from Qiao and Jun's arms and put them aside, and moved Qiao and Jun with both hands. "It's not tiring to hold you. If you like it, I'll buy it for you next time. I won't take these apart for you. Don't say no, or I won't find it next time." You are not the one who suffers from things that can be used. Don’t say that your back doesn’t hurt. I know how big my own things are. I guess you know it even though you’re drunk. If you throw them away, I won’t feel sorry for you next time. You can do whatever you want... Ouch!" Ren Xianyang originally said that he was very serious and caring everywhere, but Qiao and Jun didn't listen, they raised their legs and stepped on Ren Xianyang's feet, and this screamed Qiao Don't mention how comfortable you are listening to Jun.

"Are you finished? Get out, there is no extra rice and noodles at home, so I won't let you eat." Qiao Yujun dragged Ren Xianyang up from the sofa, pushed and beat him outside the door. Qiao and Jun will not let go of their sleeves, and Qiao and Jun will not be able to close the door.

"Let go!" Qiao Yujun had one hand in Ren Xianyang's hand, and the other hand was ready to close the door at any time. How could Ren Xianyang be obedient, and pouted his mouth to lean closer to Qiao Yujun's face. Qiao Yujun knew what Ren Xianyang was thinking. Unable to avoid it, he stretched out his face helplessly, but tilted his face, leaving Ren Xianyang with a cheek, "Kiss, kiss, get out after kissing."

Ren Xianyang left a lump on Qiao and Jun's cheeks with a slur, and let go of his hand contentedly. He was also very happy when he heard the door slam shut, and went downstairs thinking about what to give tomorrow.

After Qiao and Jun closed the door, they rubbed their faces with their sleeves. Their faces were flushed. They went back to the tea table and packed up the skin care products and put them back in the bags. After picking up the boxes, they were ready to put them in the wastebasket. Just as he was about to let go of his hand, he clenched it tightly again. He took several deep breaths, stomped his feet angrily, and put the pile of things into the small cabinet where the sundries were placed in his house.

Qiao Yujun himself also wondered why he kept this thing, but he struggled a lot in his heart, so he didn't really throw it away in the end. He found a reason for himself: it's all bought with money, so it's better to keep it than throw it away. In case... someday... if it is used...