Make sand sculptures, President!

According to unscientific and unreliable official statistics, the shower room of human beings is the place where the phenomenon of atavism concentrates and erupts, and it is also the holy place where artistic inspiration continues to burst out.

Sand sculpture fans who don't want to sing and dance idols are not good domineering presidents. In today's era when toilet singers and bathroom dancers are making their debut in batches, Xiaosha, who is striving to be the first, will always be willing to be at the bottom.

Regardless of whether other overlords play financial news, family and country events, or live AVs when they take a shower, he must be the most refreshing and unique among them.He put all the works of his favorite UP master in a folder named "Happy Home", and started playing whenever he was naked.

To love someone is to treat each other with sincerity. Xiaosha always keeps this love principle in mind and firmly implements it.Although you can't touch the real person, playing the video made by the big white goose is like the big white goose himself. Xiaosha can't help but call "Hi husband" after watching it.

As for treating each other with sincerity, taking a bath with the video BGM may be suspected of forced explanation, but being naked is also naked!

?In Mr. Xiaosha’s million-dollar mansion, there is a specially installed display screen in the [-]-square-meter bathroom. Whenever the night is quiet, put a pool of hot water in the jacuzzi, drop a few drops of essential oil, and accompany the ghost animal BGM and Magic special effects Lift up the exquisite wine glass, and then lie down comfortably——

Champagne paired with sand sculptures is the ultimate collision of elegance and vulgarity, and a beautiful fusion of high-end and down-to-earth.

If you are on a business trip now, the environment is unavoidable. Without a big screen, you can only listen to 【1】, and the effect is far inferior to the audio-visual feast you can enjoy at home. It is no wonder that the happiness value has been loaded for a long time, and the distance to reach the full bar is still close.

It's so sad, like a newly bought belt that can be tightened in a short breath, and there are still five meters to the end of the 1000-meter run, so close at hand and so far away in the sky.

The voice of the big white goose is mixed in "Love River", intertwined into soft whispers, bypassing Mr. Sha's ears, collarbone, and waist, and finally rushing to an indescribable place.During this provocation like playing with fire, Xiao Sha always woke up shamefully somewhere.

He is guilty!He was wrong!He should fight!His love for the big white goose is impure!

Xiaosha is always playing with himself while insulting himself in the bathroom, his hands and brain are not idle, and the bathing experience is discounted like a cliff.

The disgruntled secretary went out to prepare supper for himself, and Xiao Sha happily turned up his voice to the loudest, and the mood of being spoiled by the old man's underwear was finally over.

ah!In this world, there is no sore heart that the big white goose can't heal, and there is no mess that the big white goose can't purify.

The big white goose is a cure-all pill for stretching your legs and staring at your eyes, it is worth a word of yyds!

Don't ask him why he dared to turn up the sound so loudly, and don't ask him what to do when the secretary turned the gun in the middle and came back.This proposition is not worth Xiaosha's spending precious brain cells to think and answer.

As for his boring secretary who is only 27 but lives like 72, can he understand the art of their sand sculpture comedians who are at the forefront of the trend and dominate 5G?

He knows a shit!

Even if he knew a little bit, Secretary Xiang would only think that it was the mediocre short video Divine Comedy. Could it be possible to see through the mystery and exquisite design hidden in the remix version of the big white goose?

He knows a hammer!

Feeling sorry for his secretary's vulgar taste of ignorance of human pleasures, Mr. Sha turned off the faucet, pushed open the frosted glass door, wiped off the moisture on his body, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and walked out the door.

Blood can bleed or break, and elderly people cannot wear underwear.It's a joke, wearing that kind of thing will really lose your manly qualities!

He's only 30 years old, he can't.

As soon as Mr. Sha opened the bathroom door, he saw that his suitcase had been pushed out by the secretary, which was really considerate service.He checked the combination lock on the trunk and was pleased with the result that it was intact.

In the past few days when his high fever persisted, thanks to his secretary who still had the last sliver of human reason, he didn't do the forced demolition.

I wanted to change the password to offend the secretary, but in the end I got myself into trouble.I don't know if God has given him the "unlucky if you disagree with the secretary", but whenever you want to draw a clear line between master and servant, you can always change the way to make him feel stuck in the throat and sit on pins and needles.

Mr. Sha was speechless and helpless but had no choice but to reset the password with his lips pouted, and then opened the suitcase.

In the small storage box, the colorful underwear is neatly displayed like a square formation, and Mr. Sha's serious inspection of the formation is so serious that it can be compared to the United States Day military parade.

After comprehensive consideration of material, style, and whether wearing it on the body will affect tomorrow's work atmosphere, Shadiao finally chose a pair of black and gold combat pants that followed him to sweep away many thorny clients.

The fighter plane with inhuman strength finally landed on its exclusive luxury apron. Sha Diao felt that his blood flow was cleared, his head was not dizzy, and he would not die suddenly if he watched the sand sculpture video for 49 days without closing his eyes.

He walked out of his bedroom wiping his half-wet hair, only to see that the light in the living room outside was extremely weak, and it seemed that Secretary Xiang hadn't come back yet.

It is said that it is to make noodles and grind them, but it has to be thrown into the black soil of Northeast China overnight and lead a mule to grind flour-do we really start from the source?

After lying down for a few days and hanging on glucose, Mr. Sha was so hungry that he was about to give a symphony concert. The gurgling sound made him suspect that the Golden Hall in Vienna had been relocated into his stomach.

Hunger dragged Mr. Sha to the direction of the bar, and the dim lighting added a creepy atmosphere to the already spacious presidential suite.Xiao Sha tore off the bath towel covering his head, and suddenly saw a black shadow appearing near the bar, his whole body seemed to exude a lingering depression.

Help!Get my cross, black dog's blood and garlic necklace quickly to the secretary!I want to use the combination of Chinese and Western methods to solve this evildoer!

To the secretary?To the secretary!Fuck, didn't tell the secretary...

Xiao Sha, who lost his secretary buff and could only save himself, was so frightened that he danced to the top of his head on the spot, dancing and trying to get rid of the unclean things hidden in the darkness.

Why is there a ghost standing next to the bar in his room, with a sad face like a lost boy who was abandoned by a scumbag?

Oh, stand up, have feet.

That little Sha always calm down.He is a good young man with firm materialism. He doesn't believe that there are monsters and ghosts in this world!

Xiao Sha always sticks to the wall, flips on the overhead light, the dazzling light is projected down, and a familiar face comes into view.

After seeing clearly who that person was, Xiao Sha always scolded angrily: "What are you pretending to do at night?" secretary.

I don't know what to say, but one day I really can't help but fire Secretary Xiang and let him go directly to the haunted house to be an NPC.With the professional ability of the secretary, it is guaranteed to be realistic enough to scare away all tourists, successfully achieving zero sightseeing and closing down at the speed of light on the spot.

"It's nothing, Mr. Sha." Xiang Secretary's indifferent expression was impeccable, and it was completely impossible to see that his brain had undergone a doomsday-like remodeling.

He opened the food box, took out the noodles that had been covered for a long time, wiped off the tableware, pushed everything in front of Mr. Sha, and said in a businesslike way: "I'll give you the noodles, let's pad your stomach first."

"If you don't come back again, I'll think you're still growing wheat." Xiao Sha said with a bit of reproach in his words. Although he didn't have a good tone, he was willing to restrain his temper temporarily for this bowl of delicious noodles.

"You just asked me what I was doing..." After hesitating to the secretary for a long time, he was determined to throw a brick to spy on the enemy, "I am reminiscing every intersection with you in the past 27 years of my life." How did you, who didn't escape my field of vision, sneak into my thick vest lined with top-grade steel material and down?

Mr. Sha didn't even raise his head, he forked a shiitake mushroom into his mouth, took a sip, and the juice overflowed: "Oh, then did you get any aftertaste?"

The juice of the shiitake mushrooms was fragrant, and a drop of Mr. Sha's mouth reached the corner of Xiang's secretary's lips, and the latter licked it off with the tip of his tongue.

Sweet, fragrant, full of seductive signals.

Xiang Secretary stared at Mr. Sha's big innocent eyes because he didn't notice what happened, and his expression was very intriguing: "I find that I don't know enough about you-deep, penetrating."

Cough cough cough!Why does his secretary have to bite the in-depth pronunciation so hard, so slow and so clear, it's really awkward.

A long noodle was about to come out of his nostrils before he finished sucking it. Mr. Xiao quickly took out a tissue to cover his mouth and nose, and successfully saved his personal image that was about to burst: "Speak well!"

Absolutely, in the eyes of the secretary, he probably has already been streaking. The hobby of sand sculpture is his last underwear, and it is his stubbornness to defend to the death!

How deep does his secretary want to go, huh?Is it the depth of the gray area he thought?

"Don't think too much." Xiang Secretary precisely grasped Xiaosha's hand that always wanted to cover his chest, feeling a little helpless, "I just didn't realize that you usually..."

"I am damn handsome, suave, and strategizing on weekdays. Alas, I know it myself. Don't waste this time reminiscing about it. Isn't it true enough that you have been with me for so long?" Mr. Sha Quickly interrupt Xiang Secretary, and lead the topic to the farthest, remotest and most secluded path, "Don't be discouraged if you can't become me. If you don't succeed in your efforts in this life, just save it for your next life."

...Why should I become a bastard who looks mature and stable but is actually not very smart?

What good qualities in you are worth my wasting two lifetimes to pursue?

"I don't want to be you. It's good to be yourself." Secretary Xiang held back his temper and corrected, "I'm just a little sad, you still have reservations about me."

President Xiaosha raised his chin proudly: "Nonsense, only my old man (yuck) wife is worthy of all my loyalty. Are you my wife?"

To the secretary: "..."

"Oh, poor man, you're not."

Apart from his own stinky fart, Mr. Sha just lowered his head and sucked noodles, his cheeks tucked in and puffed up, eating like a little hamster that has been hungry for more than half a year.Secretary Xiang feels relieved by the breeder and at the same time chokes speechlessly because Xiaosha has no doubts at all. It is really mixed feelings.

Regarding the matter of losing the horse, I was thinking too much, and Xiao Sha is always a complete idiot.

It's just a narcissist who can sneak into kindergarten with his natural temperament without disguise. What does he know?

He knows shit.

The author says:

[1] Zhai means "nothing" in Cantonese. For example, Zhai Fei is coffee without sugar and milk. Zhai Ting means listening to the sound without looking at the picture.

Mr. Sha: (crazily stepping in front of the big white goose and Ben Goose) You know what a fart! (Erect middle finger)

Secretary Xiang: Fan, I advise you to speak rationally!

The state is not very good recently, no matter how I write, I am not very satisfied, I feel that the jokes are not dense, and the lack of comments is probably because everyone is bored (;′??Д??`) I will try my best to adjust the state to double the happiness (insert flag)