Addicted to Love: I Picked Up a Husband

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xie. I didn't mean to offend you on purpose. If you're not happy, I can't help it." Mo Yan has an official accent.

"Can you talk well?" Xie Tangfeng said aloud.

"I'm talking." Mo Yan was impatient too, but he didn't accentuate his tone, which was quite normal.

"OK, you can stay by yourself. I'll go." Xie Tangfeng really turned and left.

Leaving Mo Yan alone to work overtime in the company, of course, in addition to the security.

Mo Yan is not an important role in Xie Tangfeng's life. She always pity her and will leave her to work.

A president has said this to his secretary, but the secretary is not interested. He doesn't think it's necessary to measure the relationship with his personal feelings.

Xie Tangfeng drives home directly. All he thinks about is Ning Huaihuai. He can meet Ning Huaihuai tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it.

Mo Yan doesn't know why. After sorting out the information for a while, he suddenly cried bitterly.

She only felt pain and weakness all over her body, and her head hurt as if she had lost her shelf. As if there was no strength to continue to do, they endured the pain out of the office building.

Out of the office building, standing on the street opposite the company, the cold wind blowing, did not dry tears. She stopped a taxi and went to her apartment.

Liu Muran was lying on the sofa, not asleep, still watching the economic news.

At this time, a scream came from the bedroom. He ran to the door and knocked, "Xiao Ning, what's the matter?"

When the sound of Dangdang came to Ninghuai's ears, she woke up from her sleep.

"Xiao Ning, what's the matter with you?" came to my ear

Ning Huaihuai knew that she had a nightmare just now. She yelled in the direction of the door: "it's OK, I had a nightmare just now."

"Ah, I thought you slept underground." Liu Muran never forgets to tease her.

"If you can't comfort me, don't comfort me. Don't annoy me with bad words." Ning Huaihuai said in a bad mood.

Liu Muran didn't say anything. He didn't finish reading the financial news just now. He hurried back to the sofa.

Ning Huaihuai lay in bed and couldn't sleep. She always lit the light. The bedroom was very bright. It was reasonable to say that there was nothing terrible.

However, when she closed her eyes, she still remembered the picture of war in the park and trembled all over. I can't sleep over and over.

What shall I do? She thought and thought, and finally came up with a way.

When I was a child, I occasionally watched horror movies. I was afraid of sleeping at night, so I begged her mother to open her mother's bedroom door, and then open her own little bedroom door.

She felt that if the two doors were opened, she would feel very safe, and she didn't know where the basis came from. In a word, if she opened the door to sleep, she would not think about frightening things in her mind, and she could also sleep.

Ning Huaihuai thought of the way he used when he was a child, and now he wants to use it. He goes to the door and gently pushes the door open. Looking at Liu Muran on the sofa, he says, "can I open the door and sleep?"

"Yes."

Liu Muran quickly turned his head to her, and saw that she was only wearing a pajama, loose, petite body, as if swinging in the clothes.

My colleague, Liu Muran, has a bad idea. He thinks it's Ning Huaihuai's intention to hook up with him. After all, women are small faced and embarrassed to say so, so they will hint.

Liu Muran thinks that this is Ning Huaihuai's suggestion. Opening the door has two meanings: one is a real door, the other is a physical door. I don't know which one Ning Huaihuai refers to, although what is open now is the door of reality.

Ning Huaihuai finished and went directly to the bedroom, never said anything.

When Liu Muran heard the footsteps, he felt more confused. He could even feel the sound of Ning Huaihuai lying on the bed.

Not only can I feel the sound of Ning Huaihuai lying on the bed, but also the sound of covering the quilt. It's so real that Liu Muran can't believe his hearing is so good.

In fact, it's not because of his good hearing, but at the moment, all his attention is focused on the bedroom and Ning Huaihuai, so her every move can be heard.

In fact, he didn't listen so clearly because he added his own imagination. Sometimes the picture can be imagined, imagine the picture, it feels like it really happened. But sometimes the sound can also be imagined. The sound in the impression is produced in the brain, and then it is thought to come from the outside world.

"Ning Huaihuai, why do you open the door?" Liu Muran couldn't figure it out. He asked directly. He was ready. As long as Ning Huaihuai expressed her ideas a little, she would be hungry.

"If I have nightmares, you can still hear me and call me. But don't think I have another idea, just to let you call me. " Ning Huaihuai warned.

This sentence suddenly let Liu Muran's heart dust fall, no longer have any other ideas.

"Oh." Liu Muran is very lost.

After being beaten by Chen Jun An, Liu Yanan asked for leave and didn't go to work, so he had been resting at home. She must have asked for leave to tell her group leader Xu Qing, but the news Xu Qing received was told by Chen Junan.

Of course, it was Xu Qing who sent the news. No matter how brave he was, he did not dare to tell others.

Xu Qingli understood. He didn't ask much and didn't dare to ask.

Now it's eleven o'clock in the middle of the night and Liu Yanan hasn't gone to bed. She goes to the mirror and looks at the injury on her face. She has almost recovered. In fact, it's not serious.

"I must make myself strong soon."

Liu Yanan went to the bookshelf, took out the new book about design, and read it.

This kind of book can't be read by ordinary people. When you look at the thickness, you have to be afraid. It's as thick as a dictionary, and it's quite long and wide.

Liu Yanan opened the book and read it carefully for half an hour. He felt his eyes a little sour, so he put the book down and rubbed his eyes.

Tell yourself: go home from work and read after dinner. When I get off work at 5:30, I will finish my meal at 7:00 and wash some clothes. It may be delayed until 8:00. It takes five hours to see one o'clock from eight o'clock, which is equivalent to half of working in the company. If you spend all these five hours reading, you will certainly accumulate a lot of knowledge in a year.

Liu Yanan not only decided to read after eight o'clock, but also felt that he would not go anywhere on Saturdays and Sundays. On the contrary, he had no friends in this city, and he had to send money to his family for his younger brother to go to school. It just doesn't cost money.

I spend all my time reading books. As long as I stick to it for one year, I'm sure I'll get a lot.

She calculated with her fingers and was surprised to see that one point every day was five hours. Because I used to sleep a little, but I didn't read a book for a minute.

Only when I am occasionally interested will I take out the book and read it for a while. Time is wasted watching some messy videos.

Aware of five hours, she still felt that she should insist on studying for five hours a day.