Uncle's Nine-Tailed Fox Boyfriend

Within a few minutes, these two demon men spread the story of Yan Jiaming's funny story to everyone.

Mr. Wang's dear Sun Wuwei made a video for Yan Jiaming, and quickly posted it to the company's internal WeChat group.

This made the beautiful girl with blue colored contact lenses at the front desk see Lao Yan, staring at Yan Jiaming's tightly pursed cherry red mouth with a pair of big eyes, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

Yan Jiaming stopped to look at her for a full minute because of the strange expression of the blue-eyed beauty.

Everyone knows that Yan Jiaming loves to stare at people. Of course, this beautiful blue-eyed girl doesn't care. She turns her face and holds the back of her head to make Uncle Yan daze.

At this time, a small resentment rose in Yan Jiaming's heart. He is not a funny star, but this Sun Wuwei, Wang Shi'an made a video for him and sent it to the company group, and even said that he was cruel. Let's talk about giving birth to a baby.

In fact, Uncle Yan has not yet planned to give birth to a baby. Since he was hit by Wang Shian and Sun Wuwei, a handsome pair of handsome men, his views on love, marriage, and homosexuality have been distorted by Lei. , if you find a woman, it may be harder, but if you find a man, it may be easier.

Uncle Yan stared at the back of the beautiful woman's head enough to do what he should do, and went home by car.

The house he rents is outside the Fifth Ring Road, the rent is cheap, the subway is convenient, and the air is much better than the city center. Although it takes more than an hour to commute to get off work, every time he takes the car, he will see all kinds of people, which makes the old man The fatigue on Yan's body was relieved a lot.

When I got in the car, I received a five hundred yuan red envelope from Mr. Wang.I glanced at the company group again, heh!That video of him is gone.

Sometimes silence is also a kind of strength. I think the guy who mentioned giving birth must have hurt this monster Sun Wuwei.

Uncle Yan can only look at this child's narrow-mindedness, alas!well!well!sigh.It is best to hide as far as possible.

Yan Jiaming got out of the subway, walked two streets with a tired and blue face, and bought two catties of mutton at a time-honored beef and mutton shop, then crossed one street and entered a supermarket, bought two catties of mutton. A catty of eggs, a catty of cabbage, two tomatoes, a pack of pure mung bean vermicelli, and I bought two green onions at a special price.Then he walked for half an hour with scallions, meat, eggs, and vegetables before returning home.

The place where Yan Jiaming lives is only a 15-minute walk from the subway. Mr. Wang’s 500 yuan red envelope today made Yan Jiaming happy and decided to make a meal of mutton. yourself, responsible for your life.So dragging my body, which would fall asleep on the road at any time, I had to walk for more than half an hour.

Yan Jiaming has worked hard for more than an hour to get good food. Yan Jiaming opened the door full of expectations, and was shocked by the strong north wind and the fragrance of flowers. When he turned on the light, his eyes were full of chaos. It was a mess.

Yan Jiaming did not believe that his family would encounter thieves.

He always carries his ID card with him, his passbook has a password, and there may be one or two cents at home, and the rest is nothing that can be easily taken away and is valuable.

He is a poor bachelor. Apart from his two hundred thousand yuan in deposits, the most valuable thing around him is his laptop, which is one of his tools for eating. He always carries this thing with him, and he rarely uses it at home. One is because he is afraid of costing his own money. Electricity, and the second is that the Internet fee can be saved; the second most valuable thing is the mobile phone, which is even less likely to be only at home.

There is nothing left! ? !

Yan Jiaming had just calmed down from the chaotic scene, a clear and pleasant voice came from the big pure white cotton quilt on his bed that he just bought from a discount store.

"You're back, clean up your pig's nest and cook for me, I'm hungry."

Yan Jiaming rubbed his eyes, looked and looked at the white quilt on the bed.

no one.

Reaching out to grab the quilt.

"Are your hands clean?"

He hasn't put away the dishes yet, and he hasn't washed his hands when he entered the house.Put away the dishes and wash your hands.Go to the bed again.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and clean up, your pig's nest is about to freeze me to death."

"who are you?"

"Who are you! Who and what? Hurry up and clean up, and we'll talk after we're done eating."

Yan Jiaming looked at the ball of white on the bed, looked at his small nest like a ghost entering a village, and thought about it, he had better clean up the house, and the person under the quilt must be a child. The child was naughty for a while, and he, a gentleman in his thirties, didn't need to be serious with this child.

Yan Jiaming completely forgot about the little demon fox who was brought back in the middle of the night.