The long Spring Festival holiday has finally passed, and today is the second day of returning to work. Unlike the joy of others, Zhang Shuai, who is in the meeting, is very depressed.
The reason for depression is of course not a trivial matter at work. There is no other choice for Rulan except Rulan.
After returning from danger in the mountains, he was about to go to work the next day. Zhang Shuai was worried that his wife was too physically and mentally exhausted. He wanted her to take a few days off before going to work, but Rulan, who was strong, refused to show her vulnerability and appeared on time yesterday morning.
How about it, are you tired today?
On the mobile phone screen under the desktop, the WeChat chat interface displays a message sent to his wife yesterday morning. According to Zhang Shuai's past style, this kind of active daily greeting is rare, but he did not receive a reply all day yesterday.
What do you want to eat tonight?I'll buy some after get off work.
This is the message Zhang Shuai secretly sent to his wife at this meeting. Fifteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds passed, but he still received no reply.
The cursor flashed in the input box, and Zhang Shuai finally deleted the next message that was about to be edited.
It’s okay if she didn’t reply to the message. She went home from get off work last night, and the rare attentive Zhang Shuai also encountered a cold face. Before she could say a few words after dinner, Rulan stopped watching the drama she loved watching the most. She just took a milk foot bath and went to wash and go to bed.
When Zhang Shuai ignored his wife's love, he was really confused.
Finally, the conclusion of the meeting and the sound of everyone leaving the seat brought Zhang Shuai's thoughts back to reality. He scratched his head helplessly, preparing to go back to the office to finish the two hours before getting off work.
……
I got off work on time, drove home, made a fire and cooked, and was relatively speechless.
Rulan lay in the bedroom early again, without giving Zhang Shuai any chance to find the reason for the war.
After cleaning the dishes, Zhang Shuai lay on the sofa in the living room and opened the novel website on his mobile phone. Even though the work that had been pursuing updates was finally updated for the first time today, he was still resentful of Rulan's neglect this time different from all the previous quarrels or misunderstandings.
＜Where did I do something wrong again?＞
The subconscious reflection made Zhang Shuai uneasy even read the novel. He urinated from the sofa in the living room. He finally noticed a clue in the bathroom that might answer his confusion.
Next to the toilet, there was nothing else to do. It was obvious that the trash can be cleaned up just now, and two bloody sanitary napkins were lying there.
A ball of blood on it is dry, used yesterday.
A ball of blood on it is new and just replaced.
＜So that’s it…is it because of menstrual period?
＞Although Rulan is definitely a reasonable and intellectual woman on weekdays, and her occasional arrogance is just a lip service, but irritability during menstruation is a common problem for all women. No matter how strong she is, of course she cannot avoid the vulgarity.
After looking at the phone, it was getting late. Zhang Shuai, who was sleepy, decided to go to bed and sleep.
Rulan's sleep has always been very shallow, and Zhang Shuai is clear about it.
He walked into the bedroom carefully, and he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing his wife who was in a dream.
The curtains today were not tightened. The hazy moonlight was like a layer of soft gauze, sprinkled on Ru Lan's pretty face. Without the protection of the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she lacked a little cold beauty like a worldly fireworks, but she had a sense of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. At this moment, her tight brow made Zhang Shuai feel distressed. She stretched out half of her big hand to help her push away the hair that was tightly pressed against her cheeks, but in the end she took it back in shock.
＜What did Lanlan dream about?
Do you think of that wooden house in the mountains again?
She acted so lightly, but in fact she was all about her strong personality... Fortunately, nothing really terrible happened... Otherwise, I really don't know if she could survive... In the future, I must protect Lanlan and never let her be in danger anymore!
＞Zhang Shuai lay gently beside Rulan, holding her elbow and chin, facing her delicate face, and soon fell asleep in self-blame and gladness.
……
The next morning, the alarm clock rang and there was no one beside the pillow.
Zhang Shuai wandered around the house with sleepy eyes, and only saw two clues related to Rulan's whereabouts.
A toasted bread and fried eggs were left on the dining table, without the usual message notes.
A pair of women's slippers were placed in the entrance hall, and the high heels she took off yesterday were gone.
＜She left so early...＞
Zhang Shuai scratched his head, then walked to the bathroom to wash and brush his teeth.
There was another sanitary napkin in the trash can next to the toilet, which was long and obviously a night-use style.
＜It should be fine if you survive her menstrual period?
＞ Spit off the toothpaste foam from his mouth and rinse his mouth, then wiped his face a few casually. Zhang Shuai came to the dining table slowly, picked up the two pieces of bread with his face and bit it down.
＜Fortunately, at least she left me breakfast!＞
He smiled knowingly, set out with this self-comfort and dressed up, ready to devote himself to the new day's work.
Busy always makes people feel that time is fleeting. Zhang Shuai has no meeting to attend today. He has been reviewing various plans and signing the documents continuously. He only has time to spare during lunch break. He sent Rulan a WeChat message thanking breakfast. This time, he received a reply with a [right-hum] expression. Although that's all, he was still stunned for a long time.
In the afternoon, the backlog of work during the Spring Festival finally came to an end. From extremely busy to nothing, Zhang Shuai felt a little bored. He looked at his watch and it was past four o'clock. He asked his subordinates that he did not need his work content. He decided to leave early to pick up Rulan from get off work.
Lanlan, I'll pick you up after get off work later.[Grin]
Let’s make things worse!You drive a car to pick me up. My car is parked in the company. What should I do tomorrow morning?
I'll give it to you.[Grin]
Can you get up?[Right Hum]
Of course, I will be responsible for tomorrow's breakfast.[Grin]
Hope you can do what you say![Right Hum]
After repeatedly looking at the chat box topped by WeChat, Zhang Shuai felt that his phone had become lighter and his whole body had become lighter.
So he floated to the underground parking lot and into his black business car. He didn't feel down to earth until he stepped on the accelerator.
The car windows are slightly open, basking in the sunset, and facing the evening breeze, Zhang Shuai is riding comfortably on the road of happiness and harmony.
He first bought a hot drink from Mixue Bingcheng, and then soon came to the downstairs of the building where the urban beauty was. Looking at the large piece of reflective glass on the eleventh floor, the red glow in the sky reflected into his eyes. He had a vague illusion, as if he could truly see his beautiful wife sitting by the window, and she might inadvertently meet her own eyes looking up.
After looking at the watch, at 4:50, Zhang Shuai clicked on a dialog box called Rulan again.
I'm here and waiting for you by the flower bed downstairs.
There was no response for two minutes, and Zhang Shuai specially added a facial expression to the next message.
I also brought you hot cocoa.[Grin]
Zhang Shuai didn't know whether Rulan was busy with work or was deliberately leaving herself alone, or whether she was finished now or whether the greed in her stomach played a role. In short, she returned this time.
Then come up.[Right Hum]
It happened to be two minutes later, when Zhang Shuai walked into the building and pressed the upward button of the elevator, Rulan added an extra message in an unknown way.
Come to my office directly, I still have some work to deal with.
good.
Putting down his phone, Zhang Shuai saw the inconspicuous maintenance sign next to the elevator door. He sighed helplessly, and turned around and walked towards the stairwell behind him.
＜Is the elevator here not to be with me...＞ I climbed three floors in one breath, a total of 78 steps, and the originally silent upper and lower passages began to noise. When Zhang Shuai and the upper-level crowd approached each other, he gradually heard the buzzing complaints clearly.
The clearest sentence was shouted by a loud young male voice. This broken elevator was fine when I went to have lunch, but why did it break again!So many people squeezed the stairs, it was so hot!A middle-aged female voice echoed, "It shouldn't be Ah, our elevator has always been of good quality. I have been working here for so many years, and except for the time half a month ago, I have never seen it break down."Zhang Shuai looked at his watch and it was about 5:02, which was the time to get off work.
＜No wonder so many people.＞
This building, invested and signed by Urban Beauty, has a total of 20 floors. Half of the upper floors are owned by them. The 10 floors below are rented out, and most of them are rented by private small companies. Although the attendance system of each company is not necessarily consistent, it can still be judged from the flow of people passing by that large companies like Urban Beauty are indeed much better than the general private small companies in terms of the implementation of rules and regulations. For grassroots employees, the scheduled get off work at five o'clock is to get off work at five o'clock. As for why there is such a conclusion, of course, it is because Zhang Shuai's eyes can only see that there are only a few people who do not wear Urban Beauty's work permits.
Zhang Shuai continued to move up the right without changing his face, without taking the mysterious coincidence between himself and the elevator to heart.
He was like a black military boat that was going upstream but riding the wind and waves, walking along the side of a group of crossing the river. His speed was stable and his goal was firm. The fish tactfully gave up a way for him, and did not dare to fight against this iron guy who was not easy to mess with at first sight.
But if nothing unexpected happens, accidents will always appear. A handsome male fish that looks like Ekin Cheng blocked the front of the military boat, swaying with its fins and jumping around.
Brother Zhang!Why are you here?
The prince was wearing standard work clothes, and the rope with his work permit was accidentally wrapped around his arm, and he waved back and forth with his swinging hands, which was so eye-catching.
Zhang Shuai had to stop and replied briefly in the crowd, I'll pick up Rulan from get off work.Then, he was pulled out of the emergency door of the stairwell on the eighth floor by the prince.
Brother Zhang... I happened to ask you something. If I hadn't happened to meet you, I would have called you tonight too.
Well, let's talk.
Brother Zhang...I haven't received that "medicine" in several days...Is the treatment...the treatment has ended?The prince looked embarrassed and continued, I thought, you had helped me so much, and I couldn't always rely on others for my own illness. Since I found the right way, I'll just get rid of the expenses myself... But he didn't reply to me when I sent the WeChat message to the "Old Chinese Medicine Doctor". He also stammered, in a tone that he couldn't explain clearly. He wouldn't want to betray the debt...
No, "Old Chinese Medicine Doctor" told me before that his secret recipe passed down from generation to generation was a course of treatment per month, and it was only halfway through.
Then... I'll just go over the weekend and block his door directly!
I think about it again... His service WeChat is not something he is responsible for maintaining, but someone else.Besides, I don’t think he has the courage to run away...
Zhang Shuai held a bag of hot drinks in one hand, touched his chin with the other, pondered, "Forget it, good people do it to the end, I'll ask. Even if he really can't provide the "medicine", I'll catch him and refund it. Just so happen that I still have some private matters to ask him.
I haven't asked before... This "medicine" should cost a lot of money, and I don't know how to pay it back to you and Sister Lan...
It’s a little bit, we are not unfamiliar... Your football skills are pretty good. In the future, you play more and pass more to me, which will offset it.
I'm really...
Big man, don’t twist... Zhang Shuai raised the hot drink in his hand. I just pulled it away if there was nothing else, and the hot cocoa I brought to Rulan was about to cool down.
Then... goodbye Brother Zhang!
When he returned to the stairwell, most of the people had already walked down, so Zhang Shuai showed off his figure lightly, and all the stairs on the three floors were stepped past in a blink of an eye.
On the 11th floor, the Urban Beauty Marketing and Sales Department, Zhang Shuai walked through the empty open office area and knocked on the glass door of the manager's office.
Please come in!
The fairy sound was cold, making people feel cool all over. Zhang Shuai opened the door gently and saw an urban beauty immersed in work mode. She sat behind a large desk that rushed straight to the door. Behind her was a large bay window with no loess. It had already faded from the fiery red and pink sunset from there, painting her an illusory hazy stroke, like a fairy coming to the mortal world.
She was not disturbed by the knock on the door, and her focused gaze was still staring at the computer screen. Her elegant silky eyes set off her intellectual and capable charm. Her slender hands kept dragging the mouse, making the screen content reflected by the flat-light lens unpredictable.
When Zhang Shuai saw the thick desk, the stimulating experience of delivering love overtime meals last time was in his mind again, and a small tent gradually set up under his crotch.
He had to use joking to divert his attention.
Hello, takeaway is here.
Pick.
This is the sound of a light object falling to the ground.
Rulan's slightly tilted and shaking posture froze. She looked up and saw Zhang Shuai leaning against the door. Her pretty face immediately became even more red by the sunset.
She quickly sat up straight, and her lower body seemed to reach the ground below the table and began to grop something. However, the baffle of the table was blocked tightly, and Zhang Shuai really had no way to see it. But he could guess that Rulan should have been holding her legs and picking her shoes just now, revealing her peerless lewd feet, carelessly seducing everything in the world.
Why is it so slow?Rulan coughed lightly and said seriously.
The elevator was broken, and the stairs were climbing.Zhang Shuai tried hard to suppress his lust, not wanting that the deadlock that was about to ease was disturbed by a sudden spear. He calmly adjusted the direction of the gun bar, so that it was strangled to his belly by his belt, and then walked forward and handed over the Recoco.
Humph... Rulan tasted it lightly, it was pretty good, the temperature was just right.
Haha, that's good.
It will be fine soon, wait for me.
So, Zhang Shuai came to the sofa diagonally opposite his desk and sat wither for another half an hour.
As the sunset was about to end, Rulan stretched and stood up.
Finally finished work and went home!In the clear voice, the coldness gradually faded.
Walking.Zhang Shuai rushed up and agreed.
In the stairwell, Rulan carefully went down the stairs while stepping on high heels, while whispering to the fact that the elevator had not been repaired. Zhang Shuai kept holding his wife, scratching his head, not knowing whether he was the culprit in the dark.
If today's journey ends here, then Zhang Shuai's efforts should be quite successful. His inexplicably cold wife was finally willing to pay attention to him. This is a huge progress from zero to one.
Unfortunately, just after entering the car door, the atmosphere in the car was cold to freezing point again. Zhang Shuai, who was unknown, was still racking his brains to make up a cold joke and putting it close, but he didn't see Rulan's hand holding a bright and shiny curly yellow hair that was pulled out from somewhere, and her silver teeth were almost broken.
The reason for depression is of course not a trivial matter at work. There is no other choice for Rulan except Rulan.
After returning from danger in the mountains, he was about to go to work the next day. Zhang Shuai was worried that his wife was too physically and mentally exhausted. He wanted her to take a few days off before going to work, but Rulan, who was strong, refused to show her vulnerability and appeared on time yesterday morning.
How about it, are you tired today?
On the mobile phone screen under the desktop, the WeChat chat interface displays a message sent to his wife yesterday morning. According to Zhang Shuai's past style, this kind of active daily greeting is rare, but he did not receive a reply all day yesterday.
What do you want to eat tonight?I'll buy some after get off work.
This is the message Zhang Shuai secretly sent to his wife at this meeting. Fifteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds passed, but he still received no reply.
The cursor flashed in the input box, and Zhang Shuai finally deleted the next message that was about to be edited.
It’s okay if she didn’t reply to the message. She went home from get off work last night, and the rare attentive Zhang Shuai also encountered a cold face. Before she could say a few words after dinner, Rulan stopped watching the drama she loved watching the most. She just took a milk foot bath and went to wash and go to bed.
When Zhang Shuai ignored his wife's love, he was really confused.
Finally, the conclusion of the meeting and the sound of everyone leaving the seat brought Zhang Shuai's thoughts back to reality. He scratched his head helplessly, preparing to go back to the office to finish the two hours before getting off work.
……
I got off work on time, drove home, made a fire and cooked, and was relatively speechless.
Rulan lay in the bedroom early again, without giving Zhang Shuai any chance to find the reason for the war.
After cleaning the dishes, Zhang Shuai lay on the sofa in the living room and opened the novel website on his mobile phone. Even though the work that had been pursuing updates was finally updated for the first time today, he was still resentful of Rulan's neglect this time different from all the previous quarrels or misunderstandings.
＜Where did I do something wrong again?＞
The subconscious reflection made Zhang Shuai uneasy even read the novel. He urinated from the sofa in the living room. He finally noticed a clue in the bathroom that might answer his confusion.
Next to the toilet, there was nothing else to do. It was obvious that the trash can be cleaned up just now, and two bloody sanitary napkins were lying there.
A ball of blood on it is dry, used yesterday.
A ball of blood on it is new and just replaced.
＜So that’s it…is it because of menstrual period?
＞Although Rulan is definitely a reasonable and intellectual woman on weekdays, and her occasional arrogance is just a lip service, but irritability during menstruation is a common problem for all women. No matter how strong she is, of course she cannot avoid the vulgarity.
After looking at the phone, it was getting late. Zhang Shuai, who was sleepy, decided to go to bed and sleep.
Rulan's sleep has always been very shallow, and Zhang Shuai is clear about it.
He walked into the bedroom carefully, and he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing his wife who was in a dream.
The curtains today were not tightened. The hazy moonlight was like a layer of soft gauze, sprinkled on Ru Lan's pretty face. Without the protection of the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she lacked a little cold beauty like a worldly fireworks, but she had a sense of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. At this moment, her tight brow made Zhang Shuai feel distressed. She stretched out half of her big hand to help her push away the hair that was tightly pressed against her cheeks, but in the end she took it back in shock.
＜What did Lanlan dream about?
Do you think of that wooden house in the mountains again?
She acted so lightly, but in fact she was all about her strong personality... Fortunately, nothing really terrible happened... Otherwise, I really don't know if she could survive... In the future, I must protect Lanlan and never let her be in danger anymore!
＞Zhang Shuai lay gently beside Rulan, holding her elbow and chin, facing her delicate face, and soon fell asleep in self-blame and gladness.
……
The next morning, the alarm clock rang and there was no one beside the pillow.
Zhang Shuai wandered around the house with sleepy eyes, and only saw two clues related to Rulan's whereabouts.
A toasted bread and fried eggs were left on the dining table, without the usual message notes.
A pair of women's slippers were placed in the entrance hall, and the high heels she took off yesterday were gone.
＜She left so early...＞
Zhang Shuai scratched his head, then walked to the bathroom to wash and brush his teeth.
There was another sanitary napkin in the trash can next to the toilet, which was long and obviously a night-use style.
＜It should be fine if you survive her menstrual period?
＞ Spit off the toothpaste foam from his mouth and rinse his mouth, then wiped his face a few casually. Zhang Shuai came to the dining table slowly, picked up the two pieces of bread with his face and bit it down.
＜Fortunately, at least she left me breakfast!＞
He smiled knowingly, set out with this self-comfort and dressed up, ready to devote himself to the new day's work.
Busy always makes people feel that time is fleeting. Zhang Shuai has no meeting to attend today. He has been reviewing various plans and signing the documents continuously. He only has time to spare during lunch break. He sent Rulan a WeChat message thanking breakfast. This time, he received a reply with a [right-hum] expression. Although that's all, he was still stunned for a long time.
In the afternoon, the backlog of work during the Spring Festival finally came to an end. From extremely busy to nothing, Zhang Shuai felt a little bored. He looked at his watch and it was past four o'clock. He asked his subordinates that he did not need his work content. He decided to leave early to pick up Rulan from get off work.
Lanlan, I'll pick you up after get off work later.[Grin]
Let’s make things worse!You drive a car to pick me up. My car is parked in the company. What should I do tomorrow morning?
I'll give it to you.[Grin]
Can you get up?[Right Hum]
Of course, I will be responsible for tomorrow's breakfast.[Grin]
Hope you can do what you say![Right Hum]
After repeatedly looking at the chat box topped by WeChat, Zhang Shuai felt that his phone had become lighter and his whole body had become lighter.
So he floated to the underground parking lot and into his black business car. He didn't feel down to earth until he stepped on the accelerator.
The car windows are slightly open, basking in the sunset, and facing the evening breeze, Zhang Shuai is riding comfortably on the road of happiness and harmony.
He first bought a hot drink from Mixue Bingcheng, and then soon came to the downstairs of the building where the urban beauty was. Looking at the large piece of reflective glass on the eleventh floor, the red glow in the sky reflected into his eyes. He had a vague illusion, as if he could truly see his beautiful wife sitting by the window, and she might inadvertently meet her own eyes looking up.
After looking at the watch, at 4:50, Zhang Shuai clicked on a dialog box called Rulan again.
I'm here and waiting for you by the flower bed downstairs.
There was no response for two minutes, and Zhang Shuai specially added a facial expression to the next message.
I also brought you hot cocoa.[Grin]
Zhang Shuai didn't know whether Rulan was busy with work or was deliberately leaving herself alone, or whether she was finished now or whether the greed in her stomach played a role. In short, she returned this time.
Then come up.[Right Hum]
It happened to be two minutes later, when Zhang Shuai walked into the building and pressed the upward button of the elevator, Rulan added an extra message in an unknown way.
Come to my office directly, I still have some work to deal with.
good.
Putting down his phone, Zhang Shuai saw the inconspicuous maintenance sign next to the elevator door. He sighed helplessly, and turned around and walked towards the stairwell behind him.
＜Is the elevator here not to be with me...＞ I climbed three floors in one breath, a total of 78 steps, and the originally silent upper and lower passages began to noise. When Zhang Shuai and the upper-level crowd approached each other, he gradually heard the buzzing complaints clearly.
The clearest sentence was shouted by a loud young male voice. This broken elevator was fine when I went to have lunch, but why did it break again!So many people squeezed the stairs, it was so hot!A middle-aged female voice echoed, "It shouldn't be Ah, our elevator has always been of good quality. I have been working here for so many years, and except for the time half a month ago, I have never seen it break down."Zhang Shuai looked at his watch and it was about 5:02, which was the time to get off work.
＜No wonder so many people.＞
This building, invested and signed by Urban Beauty, has a total of 20 floors. Half of the upper floors are owned by them. The 10 floors below are rented out, and most of them are rented by private small companies. Although the attendance system of each company is not necessarily consistent, it can still be judged from the flow of people passing by that large companies like Urban Beauty are indeed much better than the general private small companies in terms of the implementation of rules and regulations. For grassroots employees, the scheduled get off work at five o'clock is to get off work at five o'clock. As for why there is such a conclusion, of course, it is because Zhang Shuai's eyes can only see that there are only a few people who do not wear Urban Beauty's work permits.
Zhang Shuai continued to move up the right without changing his face, without taking the mysterious coincidence between himself and the elevator to heart.
He was like a black military boat that was going upstream but riding the wind and waves, walking along the side of a group of crossing the river. His speed was stable and his goal was firm. The fish tactfully gave up a way for him, and did not dare to fight against this iron guy who was not easy to mess with at first sight.
But if nothing unexpected happens, accidents will always appear. A handsome male fish that looks like Ekin Cheng blocked the front of the military boat, swaying with its fins and jumping around.
Brother Zhang!Why are you here?
The prince was wearing standard work clothes, and the rope with his work permit was accidentally wrapped around his arm, and he waved back and forth with his swinging hands, which was so eye-catching.
Zhang Shuai had to stop and replied briefly in the crowd, I'll pick up Rulan from get off work.Then, he was pulled out of the emergency door of the stairwell on the eighth floor by the prince.
Brother Zhang... I happened to ask you something. If I hadn't happened to meet you, I would have called you tonight too.
Well, let's talk.
Brother Zhang...I haven't received that "medicine" in several days...Is the treatment...the treatment has ended?The prince looked embarrassed and continued, I thought, you had helped me so much, and I couldn't always rely on others for my own illness. Since I found the right way, I'll just get rid of the expenses myself... But he didn't reply to me when I sent the WeChat message to the "Old Chinese Medicine Doctor". He also stammered, in a tone that he couldn't explain clearly. He wouldn't want to betray the debt...
No, "Old Chinese Medicine Doctor" told me before that his secret recipe passed down from generation to generation was a course of treatment per month, and it was only halfway through.
Then... I'll just go over the weekend and block his door directly!
I think about it again... His service WeChat is not something he is responsible for maintaining, but someone else.Besides, I don’t think he has the courage to run away...
Zhang Shuai held a bag of hot drinks in one hand, touched his chin with the other, pondered, "Forget it, good people do it to the end, I'll ask. Even if he really can't provide the "medicine", I'll catch him and refund it. Just so happen that I still have some private matters to ask him.
I haven't asked before... This "medicine" should cost a lot of money, and I don't know how to pay it back to you and Sister Lan...
It’s a little bit, we are not unfamiliar... Your football skills are pretty good. In the future, you play more and pass more to me, which will offset it.
I'm really...
Big man, don’t twist... Zhang Shuai raised the hot drink in his hand. I just pulled it away if there was nothing else, and the hot cocoa I brought to Rulan was about to cool down.
Then... goodbye Brother Zhang!
When he returned to the stairwell, most of the people had already walked down, so Zhang Shuai showed off his figure lightly, and all the stairs on the three floors were stepped past in a blink of an eye.
On the 11th floor, the Urban Beauty Marketing and Sales Department, Zhang Shuai walked through the empty open office area and knocked on the glass door of the manager's office.
Please come in!
The fairy sound was cold, making people feel cool all over. Zhang Shuai opened the door gently and saw an urban beauty immersed in work mode. She sat behind a large desk that rushed straight to the door. Behind her was a large bay window with no loess. It had already faded from the fiery red and pink sunset from there, painting her an illusory hazy stroke, like a fairy coming to the mortal world.
She was not disturbed by the knock on the door, and her focused gaze was still staring at the computer screen. Her elegant silky eyes set off her intellectual and capable charm. Her slender hands kept dragging the mouse, making the screen content reflected by the flat-light lens unpredictable.
When Zhang Shuai saw the thick desk, the stimulating experience of delivering love overtime meals last time was in his mind again, and a small tent gradually set up under his crotch.
He had to use joking to divert his attention.
Hello, takeaway is here.
Pick.
This is the sound of a light object falling to the ground.
Rulan's slightly tilted and shaking posture froze. She looked up and saw Zhang Shuai leaning against the door. Her pretty face immediately became even more red by the sunset.
She quickly sat up straight, and her lower body seemed to reach the ground below the table and began to grop something. However, the baffle of the table was blocked tightly, and Zhang Shuai really had no way to see it. But he could guess that Rulan should have been holding her legs and picking her shoes just now, revealing her peerless lewd feet, carelessly seducing everything in the world.
Why is it so slow?Rulan coughed lightly and said seriously.
The elevator was broken, and the stairs were climbing.Zhang Shuai tried hard to suppress his lust, not wanting that the deadlock that was about to ease was disturbed by a sudden spear. He calmly adjusted the direction of the gun bar, so that it was strangled to his belly by his belt, and then walked forward and handed over the Recoco.
Humph... Rulan tasted it lightly, it was pretty good, the temperature was just right.
Haha, that's good.
It will be fine soon, wait for me.
So, Zhang Shuai came to the sofa diagonally opposite his desk and sat wither for another half an hour.
As the sunset was about to end, Rulan stretched and stood up.
Finally finished work and went home!In the clear voice, the coldness gradually faded.
Walking.Zhang Shuai rushed up and agreed.
In the stairwell, Rulan carefully went down the stairs while stepping on high heels, while whispering to the fact that the elevator had not been repaired. Zhang Shuai kept holding his wife, scratching his head, not knowing whether he was the culprit in the dark.
If today's journey ends here, then Zhang Shuai's efforts should be quite successful. His inexplicably cold wife was finally willing to pay attention to him. This is a huge progress from zero to one.
Unfortunately, just after entering the car door, the atmosphere in the car was cold to freezing point again. Zhang Shuai, who was unknown, was still racking his brains to make up a cold joke and putting it close, but he didn't see Rulan's hand holding a bright and shiny curly yellow hair that was pulled out from somewhere, and her silver teeth were almost broken.
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