Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Wen Jia had to get up early the next day to go to the film and television city as a group performer, so after eating with Qiao Yi and his siblings in the ward, he left first.

The hospital is equipped with an accompanying bed for each hospital bed, which is placed under the hospital bed.

After Qiao took out the folding bed, he put the bed frame next to his brother's hospital bed without much research.

After thinking about it, I decided not to wash up. Everyone in the hospital is quite sloppy. She will wash up when she goes home during the day tomorrow. So he lay down in his clothes and was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep. Qiao Er suddenly turned over, his dark eyes looked at his brother, Brother, why did you wash off the birthmark today?

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Antibody?

He Yunting's eyebrows jumped when he heard these two words, and he could not wait to bite his teeth!

If that kid had his antibodies, he would rather be this sick for the rest of his life, but also skin this little bastard who is neither male nor female, cramping, eating flesh and blood!

Thanks for the hatred in my heart!

He's diamond mining in Africa has recently encountered a bottleneck, and I'm worried about who to send... He Yunting suddenly sneered and said this to He Yuncheng.

He Yuncheng immediately jumped up from the chair, so frightened that Hua Rong paled, so he almost knelt down for his brother.

Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, don't send me there, it's a bitter cold place, there's no food, no drink, no girls, no black, no Ryukyu, no dirty, I won't go. , brother, I was wrong.

His brother is too ruthless. It's better not to be speculative, not to say no, and to assign him to the frontier at any time, which is too miserable.

When Song Bai returned with a stack of documents, he saw Er Shaohan squatting on the ground, hugging the boss's thigh and not letting go, and being kicked away by the boss, he immediately stuck it back on, kicked it off and stuck it back on.

The picture is simply... very eye-catching.

Boss, files and computers, all brought.

Song Bai handed over the briefcase in his hand, and when He Yuncheng saw Song Bai coming, he didn't dare to be arrogant any more, standing pitifully aside like an angry little daughter-in-law.

He Yunting rubbed his sore brows, You will be deducted from your bonus for one year, and your pocket money will be halved.

He Yuncheng groaned and blew his hair. But after meeting his brother's cold gaze, he swallowed the objection back in his stomach.

Yes. The voice complained, what a miserable word!

what! ! ! He's going crazy, what does it mean when his pocket money is halved?

His reputation as the little prince of the imperial nightclub is about to be handed over! ! !

Ow! Baby, I'm too South

no! He Yuncheng secretly decided that he must find out the scarred boy in his brother's mouth as soon as possible and please his brother. As long as his brother is happy, it shouldn't be difficult to add pocket money back.

He Yunting turned on the computer, and after typing a few words, he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Song Bai, his eyes were calm and his voice was cold, Your bonus for this month is gone.

Song Bai: ...

He Yuncheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed silently. What his brother meant was that about Qiao Yi, Song Bai couldn't handle it.

Song Bai pulls a face every day, and he looks unhappy for a long time. Seeing his shriveled look, daring to be angry and not saying anything, He Yuncheng flew straight up. Sure enough, when you have bad luck, someone will accompany you, and you will feel a lot more comfortable immediately!

Has the driver been found? He Yunting suddenly asked.

Not yet, your car, found.

Where?

Song Bai hesitated, but still said, Under the bridge of Yunguangguang.

He Yunting sneered, What's going on over there tonight?

It's business as usual.

Keep watching, go pick up an identical car, and pretend nothing happened.

Yes.

He Yuncheng was so sleepy that he went home to sleep. He Yunting sat alone on the lounge chair to process documents. Song Bai knew very well that the boss was unpleasant to approach, so he kept his eyesight in the corner 10 meters away from He Yunting.

In the quiet hallway, the click of the keyboard is very rhythmic.

After a few minutes, the click gets slower and slower until it disappears. He Yunting suddenly became very agitated. He couldn't read the files on the computer at all. He kept repeating in his mind what his brother just said...

The fourth shift is over!

By the way, what's going on today, there are no comments and no recommendation tickets, is it my writing that babies don't like to read? The author is trembling in the corner~ If you have any opinions, just tell me~ I'm very good at talking~