A big brain powder is coming

Under Ni Bolei's expectant eyes, Wu Siwen finished the full bowl of spinach and lean meat porridge with all the flavors and flavors. For a moment, he felt that Ni Bolei looked like an old lady.

Why is there such an illusion?

Wu Siwen couldn't figure it out, the only thing he knew was that he actually felt that such treatment was very useful.After drinking the porridge, he felt that his whole body was extremely comfortable, except of course that some parts were still in persistent pain.

On the way to the garage, Ni Bolei carefully hugged him all the time, as if he couldn't walk.

Is Ni Bolei a little too careful?Wu Siwen stopped suddenly and stared at Ni Bolei: "I'm really fine."

Ni Bolei squinted his eyes and smiled stupidly: "But Mr. Gentleman, you obviously walk a lot slower than usual, and your walking posture is a bit, uh—"

Wu Siwen frowned: "What's wrong?" Is his walking posture strange?

Ni Bolei tightened his hand on Wu Siwen's shoulder with distress: "Don't be brave, sir, I will take responsibility for you."

What the hell are you in charge of?He is not an innocent girl.Wu Siwen was made very uncomfortable by such words, he broke Ni Bolei's hand: "I'm really fine."

Ni Bolei said with a serious face: "If you don't like this, you can try to walk a few steps by yourself. If your steps are steady, then I won't support you anymore."

Just go, he just wanted to go by himself in the apartment, okay?Although there was a burning pain somewhere, he wouldn't fall to the ground right away, right?

Wu Siwen broke free from Ni Bolei, and walked forward like a struggle. Habitually, he took a big step, and a certain place was immediately pulled and hurt like a tear.

When Wu Siwen gasped and staggered and was about to fall to the ground, Ni Bolei had already rushed forward to gently support his crooked body: "Look, I said before, don't be brave. I will really take responsibility for you."

"Shut up!" Wu Siwen turned his face away, thinking that he is a handsome man in his thirties, but he actually needs a brat to be responsible for him?Big joke!

No, I can't hold my old face anymore.

Wu Siwen broke away from Ni Bolei again, tried to steady his pace, and walked towards the car with difficulty. Even though Ni Bolei was left behind by him, he still kept a straight face and did not allow himself to show his teeth.

After getting into the car, Ni Bolei sighed, "You are so cute, big brother."

ah?Wu Siwen turned his head and glanced at Ni Bolei: "You are not allowed to use this adjective in the future, okay, I'll take you to the company."

Ni Bolei raised his hands in surrender: "Hey, hey, what you say is what you say."

With a straight face, Wu Siwen drove Ni Bolei downstairs to a certain company, and then drove to his own company.

When he arrived at his familiar territory, Wu Siwen felt that something was wrong. Not only did he try to maintain his usual habits when walking, but he also tried his best to resist the soreness that could not be ignored, and responded to the greetings from colleagues around him.

He tried his best to remain calm, even when he was stymied by greeting after greeting.

After finally making it to the office, he was in a bad mood.

So, why did he do the following?

Even if he bends, it must be the top one, okay?

Wu Siwen silently made up his mind, and when he recovered a bit, he must counterattack.

This is definitely not a flag, it is his life plan, a plan that must be realized!

Wu Siwen sat down, feeling that his whole body was going to fall apart. He rubbed his sore waist, then clenched his fists and told himself clearly: Wu Siwen, you are not suffering, you are attacking. Remember, you must Do attack!

Opening the scarf, Wu Siwen swiped it casually, and saw that he @Ni Bailei's scarf last night, he suddenly understood.

At that time, he struggled in his heart for a long time before @Ni Bolei's door @ that scarf that was yelling to run naked, and replied with a smoking emoji.

Under the scarf at this time, fans piled up a high floor, brushing "show affection", "together", "my big FFF group does not burn true love, you can rest assured to engage in basics"...

Wu Siwen knelt down to himself, no wonder Ni Bolei reacted so strongly last night, he was bewitched by his @, damn it, he washed himself clean and sent him to the door, could he not be tossed by Ni Bolei like this ?

No, the scarf must be removed.

However, before Wu Siwen could do anything, he discovered that Ni Bolei had just issued a new scarf:

Ni Bailei V: @吴斯文V, thank you for sending me to work, I am so happy.

Wu Siwen was furious instantly, it's unreasonable, isn't this forcing him to come out?

Just as he was about to reply, he suddenly received a private message: Mr. Gentleman, you were too excited to send out a scarf just now, will you be angry?If you are angry, I will delete it.

It's terrible, why can't he resist this pitiful tone of begging for forgiveness after he has done something bad?

Wu Siwen lit a cigarette, and replied irritably, "Forget it", then he turned off the phone screen, and sat alone, sulking.

When the assistant opened the door and came in, and found that Wu Siwen, who had always been a workaholic, was in a daze, the assistant blinked in disbelief: "Angkor, the meeting is about to start, are you ready?"

Ah - Wu Siwen completely forgot about this matter.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray, without raising his head, he waved his hands: "Okay, I see."

The assistant stepped back, Wu Siwen rubbed his hair with his head in his arms, and let out a long breath.After adjusting his state, he sorted out the files, got up and walked to the conference room.

Somewhere still hurt so much that he wanted to cry out. This kind of pain seemed to remind him all the time that not only did he have sex with someone last night, but he was also the one who was crushed.

This pervasive sense of shame made him arrive at the conference room 5 minutes late.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wu Siwen tried his best to keep his feet steady and walked towards his seat calmly.

When he was still a few steps away from his seat, his competitors——Chu Xiao, the chief designer of Department B, and Zhang Teng, the boss of the company, asked him in unison: "What's wrong with your leg?"

Wu Siwen had the heart to dig a hole in the ground.

After finding an excuse to get by, Wu Siwen started to make a work briefing, diverting everyone's attention to the business.

However, after the meeting ended, Chu Xiao deliberately walked a few minutes late, blocking Wu Siwen who was going to be the last to leave at the door.

Chu Xiao put the folder under his arm, and leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed. His indifferent eyes pressed down on Wu Siwen's leg from under the glasses: "You don't look like you were hit by someone. Are you kidding a brat? You Think I'll believe it?"

"It's none of your business." Wu Siwen replied stiffly, and stepped forward to leave.

Chu Xiao stretched his arms across the door: "Recently, the little kid on the scarf is very exciting, is he pursuing him?"

Wu Siwen raised his forehead, why did he forget that he and Chu Xiao paid close attention to each other, although they are in competition in many projects because they are in the same company, but they both appreciate each other's talent .

He replied to Ni Bolei's @, and Chu Xiao could naturally see it too.

Wu Siwen wanted to hit the wall, why was this feeling of being caught and raped so awkward?

He tried to keep calm: "You think too much, didn't I say that I'm not interested in men and women."

Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Really? A young man who just came out of society, is he a man or a woman? Physically he should be a man, but psychologically he might be like a woman? How should this be defined? Moreover, a newborn calf Don't be afraid of tigers, maybe your tiger will be eaten by a calf, believe it or not?"

"Boring." Wu Siwen replied coldly, knocked Chu Xiao's arm away, and walked out.

Chu Xiao stared at Wu Siwen's back, his glasses flashed coldly, and he smiled: "Really? You used to not seem to be able to speak like this."

Wu Siwen didn't pay attention to Chu Xiao's provocation anymore. He felt that he was so embarrassed that he had the idea of ​​fleeing when he was questioned by Chu Xiao.

Yes, he is not afraid that others will think he is gay, but he is afraid that others will see that he has been suppressed by gays.

The dignified Chief Designer of Department A is actually Shou?If you say it, you can't make people laugh out loud?

Wu Siwen fell into a severe crisis of attributes, he felt very uneasy, and struggled with it all morning, so that he was still not in the mood in the afternoon.

After work, he didn't work overtime, which was rare, and went straight back to the apartment.

He was ashamed to tell the psychiatrist about this kind of thing. Once the emotional Pandora's box was opened, he was already unable to control the various negative states that resulted.

He now needs to rest well, get enough energy, and counterattack.

As long as he persisted, he believed, that kid would not confront him.

Having said that, why would he bother with this attribute?He didn't know it himself, but, having never lost since childhood, he deeply realized that he couldn't lose to Ni Bolei.

Last night's attack failed, it must be because he just got off the plane and was too tired.definitely is!

After closing his eyes and falling asleep, Wu Siwen was awakened by the knock on the door.

Pulling on the slippers, Wu Siwen rubbed his eyes and opened the door of the apartment, only to see Chu Xiao standing outside the door with frowns.

Wu Siwen was a little annoyed: "What are you doing here?"

Chu Xiao glanced at the door: "The mobile phone can't get through. Zhang Teng said he has something urgent to call you, so he can only let me come."

Wu Siwen opened the apartment door generously: "Tell me, what's the matter."

Chu Xiao didn't intend to go in, he just stuffed a thick file bag to Wu Siwen: "Zhang Teng let you and me take a look at the entries of the company's juniors. They are divided according to odd and even numbers, half of you and half of me. This The part that belongs to you. Well, I'm leaving."

Wu Siwen stared at the document bag in his arms, a little annoyed: "Didn't I say that, I don't agree with this kind of practice, it's cheating. You like to see yourself." As he spoke, he threw the document bag to the Chu Xiao left.

Chu Xiao sneered, and instead of stuffing the file bag to Wu Siwen, he glanced at Wu Siwen's legs: "Really? You want to tutor that young man alone? Okay, wait, it's your tutoring." The Dumiao Miao Miao is the best, but the younger generation I selected by spreading the net is the best. If you lose, don't blame you for not giving you a chance."

Wu Siwen has always insisted on fairness and justice, and he has no regrets at all: "I will not tutor anyone. You can go."

Chu Xiao glared at Wu Siwen again, then he turned around coolly, and gave Wu Siwen a haughty back.

Wu Siwen closed the door and continued to sleep.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when I was awakened by knocking on the door again.

Drowsy, he heard someone shouting outside the door: "Master Gentleman, are you back? No? Then I'll sit in front of the door and wait."

Does this guy always yell like this every time he comes back?

Wu Siwen stood up and opened the door, only to see Ni Bolei's surprised gaze.

Ni Bolei lifted the shopping bag on the ground: "Master Sven came back so early today? Are you feeling unwell?" As he said that, he lowered his head with a flushed face, and started muttering, "It's all my fault, I'm too impatient , I don’t know how to be gentle—”

"Come in and talk about it." Wu Siwen interrupted Ni Bolei's words of self-blame, and dragged him into the apartment.

With Chu Xiao's arrogance, he probably wouldn't wait to peep at the corner of the corridor, but Wu Siwen didn't want other people passing by to hear it. This topic is too shameful, so forgive him for being too old-fashioned.

He already understood that his feeling was called shyness and nervousness.

He is not used to it, so he is very irritable.

After Ni Bolei came in, Wu Siwen didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, so he went back to the bedroom on his own, sulking and sulking.

During the meal, he seriously suggested, "I'll make the one above."

Ni Bolei suddenly smiled, his eyes were extremely doting: "Okay, Daddy, if you can hold me down."