Make sand sculptures, President!

Shadio has been living with his secretary for a week.

It is said to be living together, but it is actually more like two acquaintances moving to the same community.After all, Mr. Sha’s luxurious villa is as big as an imperial city, with many rooms like a labyrinth. Sometimes Sha Diao has to call people names like singing folk songs, and when the secretary hears it, he has already forgotten about it. Why did I call someone just now?

For the first time, Mr. Sha felt that his family was really big, so big that he could raise several lovers at the same time without overturning the car, and it was more than enough to raise a secretary.

Wait, why did he radiate his domineering aura to the secretary so naturally?

Paying the secretary's salary seems to be considered support, right?Anyway, it’s not a nurturing one.

But it seems good to live under the same roof as Secretary Xiang. The two of them can bring their work home and work overtime comfortably on the sofa.The efficiency of face-to-face communication is ridiculously high, and Mr. Sha can save extra time every night for swimming in the sea of ​​sand sculptures.

Sometimes the secretary would even take the initiative to ask to take over the rest of the work, and then watched himself swiping his phone with a smile on his side.

In short, it has been a week, Xiaosha has never figured out how many layers of meaning are hidden in that somewhat kind and triumphant smile.The secretary's searching eyes seemed to wish to dig out some national treasures handed down from his body, so that he could sell them and directly achieve the ultimate goal that he didn't want to work hard for.

"Mr. Sha, it's time for supper."

Secretary Xiang walked out of the kitchen wearing an inferior apron that didn't match his temperament at all.Xiaosha always recognizes that rose red apron. It was left when the housekeeping company came to clean the house last time. It doesn’t matter if it’s old or full of dirt. , plus a huge and bright "Xianxian is healthier"——

The good three points of water also lost two drops due to the long-term fading.

Fortunately, his secretary has a good face, and wearing such a thing over the loose home clothes is still very glamorous, and even makes people have the urge and desire to consume immediately.

Xiaosha always feels that Xiang Secretary himself is simply a new method of bringing goods, which is worthy of being included in the marketing textbooks for the majority of economics and management students to study and study carefully, and to carry forward in future practical work.

Secretary Xiang came to the dining table with a tray, Mr. Sha took a closer look, and the bowl contained black glutinous rice with coconut milk, which had long occupied the top spot in his favorite sugar water list.

The black glutinous rice is boiled densely without losing its original graininess. The refreshing coconut milk is poured in the middle of the bowl, which neutralizes the relatively thick porridge and adds a fragrance.Mr. Sha accidentally touched the side of the bowl with his fingers, and what he touched was just the right temperature, the white and black visual beauty constantly stimulated his taste buds.

It looks like a simple bowl of sugar water, but it actually took a lot of effort.At least when I was watching the video on the sofa just now, I spent most of the day messing with the secretary in the kitchen.

Although Mr. Sha is not very strict with his figure management, he is not too unruly to eat and drink. He has not developed such bad habits that promote fat like midnight snacks.

But since Secretary Xiang moved in, he has tried his best to show his culinary talent that he has nowhere to display on weekdays, as if he would suffer from insomnia if he didn't touch the pots and pans every night.The most terrible thing is that the midnight snacks he made are delicious and delicious, which makes him lick the bowl frequently.

If he hadn't known Secretary Xiang's background, Xiao Sha would almost have thought that he had graduated from a well-known Orange Label culinary art school.

Looking at the secretary Xiaosha who was licking the spoon in a muffled voice, he asked, "How does it taste?"

"That's it." Mr. Sha said perfunctory, but the speed of the wind and clouds did not slow down.

Looking at the secretary, he ate so much that sugar water was all over his mouth, and he couldn't help frowning: "Be careful with how you eat."

"After get off work, it's not social entertainment, you don't care." Whether he fell on the ground and licked his tongue or ate with a spoon between his feet.

Should being a domineering president always put on airs and lose the freedom to pursue simplicity and simple happiness?

Xiaosha is always annoyed by his secretary's style of not hanging up the phone 24 hours a day. He reasonably suspects that Xiang Tiange keeps the muscle memory of a "good secretary" during working hours every night when he sleeps, and can always be in the fullest and perfect character state to duty.

"Okay, I won't say anything." Reached out to the secretary and wiped off the black glutinous rice hanging from the corner of Mr. Sha's mouth. The purple-black rice grains landed on the tip of his delicate and white index finger, which reflected Mr. Sha's face gradually. "But you should also pay attention to the freshness, no matter how delicious it is, you can't keep it for breakfast?"

The moment the cool fingertips touched his skin, Xiao Sha was sure that his blood had suddenly coagulated.All the nerve cells seemed to be used to perceive the touch of the skin in a small square centimeter. If not, why would he feel that the intimacy of that second would be enlarged into a long-running movie in his mind.

When this happened, the first word that appeared in front of her eyes was not "bold", but "feeling good". Xiaosha always felt that she was taking jujube pills.

Feeling that the situation is not going well, Mr. Sha put down the spoon in a second, and the crisp sound of ceramics colliding with each other covered up Mr. Sha's belated shame and anger.

He has hands to wipe, no matter how bad he is, he has a tongue to lick, and he is not disabled, paralyzed on the bed, why do he do it for him on his own initiative!

However, Secretary Xiang didn't seem to feel anything wrong at all, and without a pause, he stretched out the index finger under his lips, protruding a small part of the tender pink tongue, and rolled the rice grains stolen from Mr. Sha's mouth. into the mouth.

This this this this this!It's so daring!Lust to the sky!

Is Secretary Xiang's face the lithosphere of the continental plates?How generous it is to be so indignant!

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Shouldn't this horse be caught immediately and locked in a chicken coop?Why do I still feel that this man with red lips and white teeth is really damn sexy?

"You, you, you..." Mr. Sha was struck by lightning, and was so shocked that he lost his language function on the spot.

"Sorry." Secretary Xiang realized his gaffe, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and quickly explained, "I didn't hold back my habit for a while, which made you uncomfortable."

Xiao Sha always looked at Secretary Xiang's eyes that suddenly darkened, and the crackling firecrackers were all dull.

He knew how difficult the economy was before Secretary Xiang. Mr. Sha had seen it with his own eyes. Xiang Tiange, who had not yet become Secretary Xiang, worked all night for considerable overtime pay, so he could only sleep in the company's tea room, and even went there Anyone with a discerning eye knows it's the dirty entertainment of a fire pit.

Xiaosha has never experienced the taste of poverty, but he can see from Secretary Xiang's previous living conditions that the feeling of carelessness and tight clothing is probably the helplessness that social animals have to get used to.

Although Secretary Xiang is considered to be somewhat successful now, and he no longer has to worry about shelter and appetite, but he still believes in the principle of shameful waste.In his world, he is still stubbornly and firmly directing every coin and every grain of rice to the blade where it should be.

At this moment, even if there were other intentions in the action just now, Mr. Sha still chooses to believe that it comes from Xiang Secretary's hard-to-change habit in his past life, which makes people feel sad and distressed.

"It's not a big deal." Mr. Xiaosha evened half a bowl of sugar water from his own bowl into Xiang's secretary's bowl, like kindergarten children expressing kindness by sharing food, "It's all over."

it's already over.

Secretary Xiang knew that Xiaosha always said this, firstly to mean that the accident just now turned the page, and secondly to comfort himself that he had already walked out of the haze with hard work.

From the first time he met Mr. Sha and was rescued by him, he has always known that Mr. Sha hides a simple and kind heart in his indomitable and beautiful shell.

But there is one thing he wants to correct. It was not purely an accident just now. When he saw the sudden rice grain, he subconsciously wanted to clean it up with his warm lips and tongue.

Using fingers is already a very gentleman's consideration.

The two faced each other, lowered their heads and took a spoon to stir up the sugar water in the bowl together with the embarrassing and stuffy air.

Legs wearing the same house slippers were inadvertently pressed together under the table, as if comforting each other, but no one spoke.

"Living with me, if you really feel uncomfortable, how about I pay you the rent?" Secretary Xiang took the lead to break the deadlock after drinking half a bowl of sugar water that Xiaosha gave him, "This way we can easily Pure landlord and tenant, you don't have to always struggle with the relationship."

"I don't care about your thousands or hundreds of dollars?" Mr. Sha kicked someone under the table, "Don't think about insulting me with money. My family has a big business, so there is no pressure to use a room to help the poor."

I'm dying of laughter, why is it so unbelievable when the simple and pure words come out of the secretary's mouth?

"I thought you would mind." Secretary Xiang put the empty bowl back on the tray, took it back to the kitchen and washed it together, "When do you rest?"

"You urged me to sleep right after eating. When did you switch to being an animal breeder?" Mr. Sha always leaned against the kitchen door frame and patted his stomach lazily. The abdominal muscles had disappeared, replaced by a somewhat soft belly. Belly, I seriously suspect that the secretary is serving him like a pig.

After understanding the voice-over, Xiang Secretary laughed, and the corners of his mouth curved.

Mr. Xiaosha continued to complain: "Can't we have some entertainment after dinner?"

The secretary who was washing the dishes looked back at himself with a deep expression: "That's great. Then what do you usually do?"

Why put the accent on the dry word? It's a bit weird.

"You won't appreciate it even if you say it." Xiaosha is always very vigilant. He is unwilling to share his temporarily obscure hobby with his secretary, so he turns around and walks towards the stairs, "Go to bed early."

Oh, man, don't guess my life, don't love my charm.

"Good night, Mr. Sha."

He said goodnight to the secretary seriously, and slowly turned his head back to the direction of the sink, a strange light flashed across his face.

He put the bowl back into the disinfection cabinet, wiped his hands clean, and then returned to the living room to pick up his mobile phone that was on the table.

Secretary Xiang skillfully swipe to the last folder on the last page of the main screen of the mobile phone, open the Z Station APP, and click on the follower list under his avatar.

How should I put it, at that moment, the metaphysical magnetic field and telepathy between master and servant told Secretary Xiang that Mr. Sha must have gone back to the room to watch his own video.

I believe to the secretary that Mr. Sha is a human being, and thinks that he is so blatantly (stealthy) that he will never do such a shameful thing as prostitution.Therefore, he believes that one of the millions of followers must be the vest of Mr. Xiaosha walking Z station.

Among my fans, most of the IDs can be divided into three categories according to the type of naming: one is XX of the big white goose, the other is the one that cannot be summed up, and the last is the random combination of letters and numbers that comes with the system.

The XX of the big white goose is more common with messy family relationships such as husbands and wives. Most of these fans are soft, cute, warm and caring, and try to make up for this impossible dream marriage from their IDs.

As Secretary Xiang knew enough about Mr. Sha, Mr. Sha, who usually wrinkles into a bitter face when he sees someone showing affection and is allergic to any sweet name, is impossible to be in this category.

How could Mr. Xiao Sha always call himself goose on the Internet, and just say hello?

Xiaosha will definitely not.His boss is not so cute!

And Xiaosha always has a relatively perfect attachment to everything, he will not let himself be wronged to wear an original system vest without his own LOGO and style - because it is too ordinary and boring.Therefore, alphanumeric combinations are also excluded.

That's great, as expected of me, I ruled out two interference options so easily, and the remaining one is the standard answer!

So I asked the secretary to look for those narcissistic, cheap and coquettish nicknames from the irregular crowd, trying to find clues about Mr. Sha:

This "sentenced to life imprisonment for being handsome" is a bit of Mr. Sha's meaning.

The "Wardday, Jingshi, Gezid, Handsome" seems to be very suitable.

Hiss, "If I don't abdicate, everyone here will be the prince" is also very offensive...

Secretary Xiang believed in this self-proclaimed "truth" as much as he believed in socialism, so he failed in the first battle of stripping his vest without any surprise.

It's not just a little biased, it has nothing to do with it, it's the opposite!

The author says:

Congratulations to the secretary for excluding the standard answer with reason!

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Sweet Cookie Xiaosha: Goose Goose (づ￣3￣)づ

White Goose Xiang Tiange: Why not "sentenced to life imprisonment for being handsome"?Why?