that bastard i love

With long messy hair on his head, Wen Gulin stared blankly at the closed door of the studio and the notice on the door.

The boss of the studio has something to go back to his hometown. He is on vacation for a week and doesn't come to work for a week.

It's a good thing, but...

Why didn't you say it last night!I was going to say last night that he didn't have to make a trip in vain this morning!

In the end, he ran over foolishly, and... do you want to go back now?

So what's the point of him getting up so early?

He is not happy so he has to find someone else to be unhappy with him.

So this person... hum.

Wen Gulin opened the door of the house he hadn't been back for a long time, and he looked around but didn't see a single person.

What, I went to work again.

For Zhang Min, the daily routine always revolves around: going to work, working, going home, resting, these four points revolve around.

Wen Gulin sighed, put the key in his coat pocket, walked into the living room and fell back onto the soft sofa.

He hasn't been home for a long time. Although Zhang Min gave him the key after reconciling with Zhang Min, he still hasn't come back.

I came back today to take a look, um... It seems that there is no change in the house, the furniture is still the same as before, and the furnishings are the same as before...

Gee.

Doesn't this bad old man usually improve his living environment and quality of life?

For example, the plastic shell on the outside of the broken kitchen broom was cracked. Last year he asked Zhang Min to replace it with a new one, but he hasn’t changed it until now.

"The bad old man is very bad."

Wen Gulin muttered in a low voice, walked up the stairs to the second floor and entered the bedroom.

The bedroom is also the same as before, even the quilt cover is the same one when he left, looking at the quilt cover now, it looks tacky.

No, this set of tacky quilt covers printed with big red flowers was just bought by Zhang Min when he moved here three years ago. At that time, he thought it was ugly, but Zhang Min said it was a festive occasion, so he made up for it.

Unexpectedly, it has been three years... This old quilt cover has also been washed over and over again. Although it is a bit old, they never thought of throwing it away.

Now that I think about it, it's full of memories.

Wen Gulin smiled and sighed, lifted the quilt and was about to lie down and sleep for a while, but found a pile of papers beside the pillow.

What the hell?

Zhang Min won't be so busy that he has to work even when he sleeps, right?

Pick up the paper lying beside the pillow, turn it over and take a look.

After Wen Gulin saw the content on the paper, he had only one idea, that is to smash Zhang Min's head off!

What kind of documents are these? These are the portraits he secretly drew for Zhang Min before!

It was originally a picture book, but he didn't come back for several months, why did it fall apart!

This is his heart and soul!God!

Zhang Min, this big pig's hoof, smells like a filthy old man!He actually broke up his picture book!

Now it's scattered, what if one or two of them are lost in the future, these are all memories he has cherished for a long time.

Wait, he's going to settle accounts with that bad old man.

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Company

"Is Zhang Min in the company?" Wen Gulin hurried to the company, and asked the receptionist with a gloomy face.

The lady at the front desk was terrified by Wen Gulin, and said stammeringly: "Zhang, Mr. Zhang is in the office."

"Thank you."

After Wen Gulin left, he quickly took out his mobile phone and sounded the alarm in the company's WeChat group.

"The president's wife is here again! Everyone be careful!"

Immediately, the company was in chaos again because of Wen Gulin's arrival.

But at this time, Zhang Min only felt a chill behind his back, and before he thought about it, his head was covered by the oncoming clothes.

"I'll wash your big house!" Wen Gulin covered Zhang Min's head with his overcoat, pressed Zhang Min's body, and beat him, whether it was light or not.

Zhang Min was stunned for a long time before he realized that it was his family: "What's the matter, stop beating now, stop for a while, stop for a while!"

"Kill you! You pay me for the drawing book!"

It took Zhang Min a long time to tear off the coat covering his head, and looked at Wen Gulin with a confused face: "No, what kind of picture book?"

Wen Gulin threw the drawing paper he had just found at home on Zhang Min's desk, and stared at Zhang Min with his hips akimbo.

Zhang Min knew what was going on after seeing it, curled his lips, and said slowly: "Well, didn't I accidentally break it up?"

How dare he say that Xu Yu fell in a fit of anger at that time, if he wanted to tell the truth, Wen Gulin would definitely have to quarrel with him for a long time.

"Then book it again for me!" Wen Gulin glared at Zhang Min fiercely.

"Yes, yes, let's go home and order it, it's in the company."

As Zhang Min said, he stood up from the chair, walked quickly to the door of the office and locked it.

Just kidding, where do the employees in the company see his old face?

"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore, let's see how big you are." Zhang Min sat on the chair, seeing Wen Gulin beside him still looking angry, he quickly pulled Wen Gulin into his arms and said nicely Persuade.

"I don't care, anyway, you have to order it back for me." Wen Gulin sat on Zhang Min's lap, but he was no longer angry in his heart, but he still refused to forgive him.

What else can Zhang Min do.

Who would have thought that Wen Gulin would come directly to the company to find him because of this matter.

But since you're here...don't leave.

After a while, Wen Gulin felt that something was wrong, and gave the person behind him a vicious look: "Where do you put your pig's trotters?"

Zhang Min didn't speak, but the movements of his hands became more and more presumptuous. He slipped into the sweater and stroked the delicate skin.

"Hey, take it out, take it out!" Wen Gulin felt the unscrupulous hands on his body, blushing and glaring at Zhang Min behind him.

Why is this old man so bad, his mind is full of yellow waste every day!

"Don't move." Zhang Min tightened his arms, wrapped Wen Gulin in his arms, and gently bit Wen Gulin's earlobe.

Soon, Wen Gulin gave up struggling, slumped in his arms and muttered softly so that no one could see him.

Zhang Min carried Wen Gulin to the lounge next to the office, and threw him on the air mattress on the ground.

"Ah." Wen Gulin lay on the bed, staring at Zhang Min who was standing by the bed and began to undress with a flushed face.

Pervert.

Zhang Min threw his suit jacket on the ground casually, pressed himself on top of Wen Gulin, and kept acting like a demon.

"Um...you, you are so annoying...ah...don't bite..." Wen Gulin was about to shed tears when he was bullied by Zhang Min.

Didn't they just separate for a few months? Who did this old man learn from?

"Ha...light, light...well...I, I can't, I can't...ah, don't...ha, ha...don't bite..."

"You... did you, ha... took... what medicine did you take... ah..." Wen Gulin was about to be driven crazy by Zhang Min.

This old man is getting worse and worse... His old waist is almost broken...

Really, it's horrible!