Hit workers refuse to fall in love with BOSS

The hangover soup is very simple, the main ingredient is tomato, the koji is cooked to a full pot, and served on the dining table with both hands wearing heat-resistant gloves.

Xiao Cheng: ...

Will it be a little too much.

"Try it," Quzi Yue scooped up a bowl, put it near his mouth and blew it, and handed it to Xiao Cheng: "I heard that this is very effective, and it also nourishes the stomach."

Xiao Cheng: "Who did you hear that from?"

Qu Ziyue: "When I was watching a movie today, the actor in it said that."

"En." Xiao Cheng took a sip with a spoon.

hiss!So hot!

But he was still strong and calm, curling his numbed tongue, feeling the mouthful of hot soup slipping from his throat into his stomach.

"What movie did you watch today?" Xiao Cheng sipped the soup, but the more he stopped drinking the tune, he looked at him with his chin in his hand, like a child waiting for a compliment.

Qu Ziyue changed his hand and rested his chin: "I saw a literary film, and it seems that it can't be released in China."

"Why?" Xiao Cheng asked.

"The scale is too big. The bed scene started at the beginning. I was embarrassed at the time." The more Quzi said, she put her hands on her knees obediently, and sat up straight.

Xiao Cheng thought to himself that the child had never seen the world, maybe he hadn't even seen the movie, the last time he helped him relieve himself in the hotel, it looked like he didn't even play much by himself.

Shouldn't you be playing at all?

"I thought there would be such a scene in the future, and I was quite nervous, but there will be no more after that. The person he likes is sick." Qu Zi Yue continued to talk about the movie.

The soup in Xiao Cheng's bowl was empty, he picked up the water glass and took a sip to dilute the strong tomato taste in his mouth.

"It's so pitiful. In the end, the person he likes is so skinny and not handsome at all. There is a picture of two people going to the rooftop to watch the sunrise. After watching it, he is so tired that he can't stand up straight. Falling ahead, the nose and mouth were broken," Qu Zi Yue pointed at his nose: "There was a lot of nosebleeds."

"The other party is like that, and the hero asked him if he wanted to do it..."

"Ahem..." Xiao Cheng choked on the water.

The busier Qu Zi was, he pulled a tissue for him: "Are you all right?"

Xiao Cheng: "It's okay, what happened later?"

Qu Zi Yue sighed: "Of course it won't work, he won't be hard at all."

Xiao Cheng became confused, why can't he be hard?What the hell are you doing if you want that one again and can't get it hard?

"I was still nervous at the time, afraid that Wei Yan would be exhausted if they did half of it."

... What kind of bloody movie is this.

Xiao Cheng didn't intend to listen to the content of this broken literary film anymore, what did Li Wan watch with the music!

But the more sad and disappointed I look when I watch the song, is it a pity that I didn't see the sex scene?Although I have seen less in the past two years, I still have some in stock.

It's good to have a look, otherwise you won't even know how to solve it by yourself, you will just hug others.

"Well, if you want to see it, I can give you some resources, such as a website."

To develop something, you really have to teach everything.

"Huh? Are you still watching this?" The more surprised the song was.

What's wrong with this?He is also a man of blood and vigor, isn't it normal to solve it by himself?

Xiao Cheng's face was still calm: "Well, don't you want to see it?"

"I've never seen this kind of..."

"This? What kind?" Xiao Cheng began to feel that something was wrong.

The more embarrassed Qu Zi looked at Xiao Cheng, looked down at the marble tabletop: "Men and men."

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough..."

Seeing this, Qu Zi quickly walked around the dining table to pat Xiao Cheng on the back: "Are you all right, why are you choking all the time tonight?"

Xiao Cheng covered his mouth: "...I'm fine!"

"Oh, okay." Qu Zi Yue took the opportunity to sit down next to Xiao Cheng: "But it seems to be okay for boys and boys, and I feel a little excited when I read it."

When Qu Ziyue said this, he was very close to Xiao Cheng, his knee would bump into Xiao Cheng's leg from time to time, and his tone was a little joyful.

Xiao Cheng retreated a little to the side, and separated a little distance from the song.

"I'm going to take a shower." Xiao Cheng got up, forgot to take out his pajamas and rushed into the bathroom.

Taking a cold shower is indeed not very comfortable, Xiao Cheng thought.

And it doesn't help either.

After locking the door of the bedroom, Xiao Cheng set up the ladder/zi and landed on the P station, watching the videos recommended by the homepage according to his previous preferences, but he couldn't get interested, and scrolled down for a long time.

Finally switched channels.

The cries of Europe and the United States are too ugly, and the pretentious figures of Japan are ugly, and seeing Japanese actors who have a good life... finally, with his unremitting efforts, he found a video of a local actor.

Faceless, that's fine.

The more drowsiness came to the song, when he was almost falling asleep, he sneezed suddenly, and then another.

In the middle of the night, who was thinking about me, Qu Zi Yue turned over and buried her head in the quilt, and soon fell asleep.

On Sunday afternoon, Qu Ziyue was packing up her things and was about to go home. She would start working normally tomorrow, eating, drinking and having fun at home all day, and she was almost useless.

Do you have to take away the toiletries?Quzi looked more and more annoyed at the toothbrush and towels for two in the bathroom.

I already have it at home, and I won’t need it when I take it home, but it’s a bit bad to put it here, after all, it’s the house where the president lives alone, so I’m sorry to bother you these few days.

But throwing it away is too wasteful.

The more Qu Zi thought about how often he came to the president's house, he would come when he was drunk, and the president was too busy to feed the cat.So Quzi put everything into the locker under the sink.

Xiao Cheng is working on the computer in the living room, watching the music, cleaning the table and putting things away, and writing post-it notes on the coffee table.

After working for more than half an hour, I put my schoolbag on my back: "President, I'll go back first, there are still some ingredients in the refrigerator, I have pre-processed them, if you want to cook by yourself, just fry them with oil, I will There are dishes that can be cooked posted on the refrigerator door, and then the cat’s canned food delivery arrived in the morning, and it was in that cabinet, and the cat litter was also changed.”

The more the tune was crackling, the more Xiao Cheng said a lot, but Xiao Cheng didn't listen to it at all, staring at the blue PPT page on the computer.

"Goodbye!" Qu Zi Yue waved.

It was so formal that Xiao Cheng had to remove his hand from the keyboard and raised it to his ear: "Well, bye."

The song is getting more and more gone, and I have to go and take the bus home.

Xiao Cheng stood on the terrace, looking at the back of the light-footed figure carrying the schoolbag until he disappeared at the end of the road.

Then Xiao Cheng started wandering around the house, looking at the place he cleaned up just now, looking at the sunflowers on the dining table, not knowing when he bought flowers and replaced them.

When I walked into the bathroom, everything returned to its original appearance, a bath towel and a dental cup.

The mirror was wiped clean, and Xiao Cheng could clearly see a slight sense of disappointment on his face.

He opened the locker under the sink, and just heard the sound of Qu Ziyue closing the locker in the bathroom. He looked at the lonely toothbrush inside.

"It's too wet down there."

Then he took them all out and placed them next to his toiletries again.

Xiao Cheng was secretly melancholy at home for a while, turned on the computer and started a video conference with Jenny Luo Fei. Taking advantage of Zhang Jingyi's words at Xiao Feibai's daughter's wedding, Luo Fei began to cooperate with a professional team to intervene in Weicheng's stock price. If it goes well The bet between Weicheng and Bailey can be fulfilled at the smallest cost.

Afterwards, those few pieces of hot land will be transferred, so that the loss will not be too serious.

"However, Mr. Xiao, why Zhang Jingyi can exchange information with Weicheng's high-level executives so smoothly, don't you have any doubts? They are both people who have worked hard in the workplace for so many years. How can they trust someone who is on the other side's team so easily. Luo Fei still raised doubts.

Xiao Cheng: "He's not in my team, you and Jenny are."

After finishing speaking, I felt that Luo Fei's next sentence must be why he entrusted such an important matter to him, so he continued to explain: "He is just a person who is afraid of trouble, if something happens to me, he will be annoyed to death. "

"that's it?"

"that's it."

On Monday morning, Qu Zi came to the company as early as possible to deal with some accumulated matters. The assistants in charge of various business departments saw that Qu Zi was coming, and they came to look for them with various documents and reports. Qu Zi was busy all morning. down too.

In addition, I didn't sleep very well when I got home last night, and I was so sleepy during the lunch break.

Qu Ziyue wanted to buy lunch for Xiao Cheng, but when he asked him what he wanted to eat, Xiao Cheng said that he didn't need to go: "Someone will bring food over every day this month, except for breakfast."

"Is it the two people who come to cook at home on weekends?" Qu Zi Yue asked, the nutritious meal was really not very tasty.

Xiao Cheng was still dealing with official business, so he hummed briefly.

"Okay, then I...┗|｀O′|┛哩~~...I'm sorry, me." Qu Ziyu covered his mouth, holding back the unfinished yawn.

Xiao Cheng laughed so cutely that his shoulders trembled at the sound of wailing. Fortunately, the two monitors in front of the table were big enough to prevent Qu Zi from seeing him like this.

The more Qu Zi apologized and didn't respond, the more embarrassed she was, and explained cautiously: "I didn't sleep well last night, um, then I'm going back to work, and I'll bring in the meal when it's time."

"No need." Xiao Chengping smiled again, poking his head out from the right side of the screen: "What are you doing during lunch break, go to sleep, doze off all day long."

Quzi bowed his head in shame, and walked out the door after saying yes.

"Sleep here." Xiao Cheng's whole body was blocked by the monitor again, and Qu Yue could only see the top of his head.

"what?"

Xiao Cheng clattered on the keyboard: "Sleeping on your stomach is not good for your spine, you should sleep on the sofa, lest you feel uncomfortable every two days."

After Xiao Cheng finished speaking, he felt that his tone seemed to have the meaning of disgust and blame, and he didn't think about why he was caring and considerate, so he insisted on saying something to cover up that he was a caring and caring big boss.

I'm afraid that he will be proud of being favored, maybe.

There are not a few people in history who lost themselves and harmed the country because of the favor of those in power, Xiao Cheng thought so.

Qu Zi Yue came in with her small pillow in her arms, sat on the sofa hesitantly, and pressed the sofa twice with her hands.

The sofa is quite big, and it won't be a problem for the two songs to fall asleep. He said to the head behind the monitor: "Then I really sleep?"

"Ah."

Qu Ziyue: "Then where do you want to sleep later?"

Xiao Cheng's office did not have a separate rest area, which was requested by Xiao Cheng when it was first renovated. He hoped that he could work in the company and go home when he needed to rest, and not mix work and life together.

Xiao Chenghui: "I don't sleep."

Qu Ziyue said again: "But if you don't take a break at noon, you will lose energy in the afternoon."

Xiao Cheng said: "I won't."

Qu Ziyue: "I think."

"One, two, three, sleep!" Xiao Cheng sat up straight, revealing the upper half of his face with gold-rimmed glasses, and supervised Qu Zi Yue to sleep.

Qu Zi immediately lay up straight and closed his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, the lady at the front desk who had been unable to get through to Yue Yue's phone risked her life to knock on Xiao Cheng's door. Xiao Cheng immediately stood up, walked over and opened a gap, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter."

The lady at the front desk unconsciously lowered her voice: "Your personal nutritionist is here and said to deliver meals, but Xiao Yue is not here, so I..."

Through the crack of the door, she saw a familiar figure lying on the sofa, that familiar white shirt and familiar pillows.

"Let me ask when you have lunch."

Xiao Cheng raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Come back at [-]:[-]."

At the front desk, the sister at the front desk who was eating takeaway couldn't help asking the companion next to her: "Does Mr. Xiao usually sleep at noon?"

The other party: "Sleep, I saw Mr. Xiao sleeping on his sofa several times."

"What if the sofa is taken?"

The other party: "Don't make up these meaningless topics, who takes it? You take it?"

The sister at the front desk shook her head and said sadly: "Oh, you are still too superficial, what is the slogan of the smart home that we mainly promote?

"Open the door, there are still thousands of possibilities."

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