Eat and drink, come and go in a hurry.

The handsome little otaku Leng Yufeng took a large fresh-keeping bag into the car without saying a word in Tong Luo's envious eyes. Tong Luo smashed his mouth and savored the deliciousness of the dumplings just now. It wasn't her indulging in the beauty's face that she couldn't extricate herself, but her craftsmanship was really unique.

——Fang Junyao, who was led by his roommate in Northeast China, not only has a change in accent, but also has a bit of diet and taste in the past two years. He likes to eat dumplings. It would be great if he could learn to make it for Yaoyao to taste it.

The car kept driving back to the company building. When entering the elevator, Qi Yin thought of something and took out a card from his bag and gave it to Tong Luo: "In the future, when entering the company and going to the top floor, you just need to swipe the card."

Actually, I don’t really want it... Tong Luo moaned and put the card into his small handbag.

Going up to the top floor, the scenery remains the same. Last time it was the beautiful sunset, and today it was the gorgeous night view of the city. Looking down at the bottom of the city, sometimes a sense of loss arises; but when standing at the top of the city and looking over, you seem to feel some different feelings.

It is a kind of confidence, a kind of ambition, and a kind of control.

When he entered the house, the heating wrapped his whole body, making people feel comfortable physically and mentally. Qi Yin looked at Tong Luo embarrassedly: "Atie hasn't arrived yet, do you want to change into Chenchen's home clothes first?"

"No need, it's a pity to throw a piece of clothing, but it's a waste to throw it away." Tong Luo tightened his suit jacket and stretched out his muscles and bones: "It's still done, it's easy to move freely, it's quite convenient."

"Thanks a lot."

“Serve the people.”

Shen Yuan held a breath and couldn't get rid of it. He always felt that it would be better to make himself feel comfortable after a little trouble. He went back to his room and changed into his home clothes, then Da Lala lay on the couch in the gym, waiting for someone to serve him.

Tong Luo looked at his back, raised his hands and moved his two little claws, turned his head and asked Qi Yin seriously: "What if I accidentally strangle him to death? Are you looking for someone to look at me next to you? I'm afraid I can't control it."

Qi Yin laughed silently: "It's okay, I still have this little self-protection power."

Tong Luo sighed, shrugged, and followed him in with his fate. Qi Yin looked at the swaying skirt under Tong Luo's suit, remembering Tong Luo's clothes, and suddenly felt that someone should have followed him in - what if the elder brother couldn't control himself? The sound insulation inside was so good, and there was no hearing Miss Tong calling for help outside.

Qi Yin laughed at himself and found that he seemed to be able to talk nonsense as well.

Rehabilitation is partly used to guide the injured and partly to help the injured and physical therapy. Mr. Shen lies in a stable manner, which is obviously the latter.

When Tong Luo put his hand on his legs through Shen Yuan's home clothes, Shen Yuan's body shook slightly, opened his eyes, and the water was shining: "It's so cold."

"Are you Snow White? You feel so sensitive that you can feel that my hands are cold through your pants." Tong Luoru said, then crossed his hands and stuffed them into his arms: "Then you lie down for a while, I'll cover you up again."

"Shao Moji." Shen Yuan shouted coldly. The service staff was not a little conscious, so there was no way for the employer to wait.

Tong Luo grabbed Shen Yuan's exposed ankles with both claws, which shocked Mr. Shen so much that he jumped on the couch like a shrimp thrown into the oil pan. He just subconsciously worried that he could not kick Tong Luo away, so he could only bend down and get up halfway.

"You!" Chen Yuan was furious.

Tong Luo pinched innocently: "Do you talk less and do more?"

"Who gives you the courage?" Chen Yuan threatened, hum, without Qi Yin here, who else can protect you?

"You." Tong Luo readily gave this unexpected answer.

Chen Yuan suddenly felt guilty inexplicably. The courage I gave you? Where did I have? I wish I could teach you a good lesson. How could it be like Qi Yin...

"Lying down, lying down." Tong Luo punched him in his chest and gently pressed him back. To deal with people like Mr. Shen, you must be hard and soft, and continue to oppose Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen's anger will explode when he accumulates. So after a few words, he must take the initiative to persuade him to make a small statement.

Tong Luo deeply admired himself. He had only been fighting wits and courage for a few days, so he had summarized valuable combat experience.

Sure enough, after Tong Luo smiled and said a few words, Chen Yuan was not so thorny. He calmly accepted Tong Luo's massage. It was not until Tong Luo's hand moved above his knee that he opened his eyes again.

Fortunately, with the experience from last time, Tong Luo took the initiative to avoid the more sensitive areas and gave up a certain area directly, reaching Chen Yuan's upper body.

Pinching the shoulders, loosening the bones, and rotating the spine. Tong Luo pinched one of Chen Yuan's hands under his arm. He just supported Chen Yuan's chest with his hand and planned to help him stretch his muscles and bones well, and he came into contact with Chen Yuan's deep and burning gaze.

Tong Luo blinked: "I haven't tried hard yet." Didn't he hurt Mr. Shen's thin arms and legs? Although she did have plans to make him feel sore... it hasn't been implemented yet, at most it would be an attempt.

Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and hesitated whether to open or close. Some people were too unconscious and didn't know what clothes they were wearing? He leaned down almost in line with him, allowing him to see almost a glimpse of a certain scene.

Moreover, it seems that because of gravity, the two white snow peaks in sight are even more exaggerated than before...

She also clamped his hand to one side...

Double critical hits of vision and touch.

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Mr. Shen’s welfare...

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