When Zhan hanjue comes out of the bath, he finds Qiulian sitting on his bed.

Zhan hanjue was slightly shocked and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Qiulian patted the empty bed and gently cried, "husband, I want to understand that since we are husband and wife, I will not dislike you if you are sick. I will sleep next to you every day. Maybe one day you will get used to my closeness, and your illness will be cured without medicine."

Zhan hanjue's deep eyes fell on Qiulian's dark arm, and suddenly his stomach became uncontrollable. He frowned, endured the pain, and moved slowly.

Qiulian immediately hugged him tightly, and her voice was soft, as if she was burned by the fire.

"Husband, I feel so bad." She said gently.

Zhan hanjue kept silent and endured the feeling of more and more nausea.

In the end, he tore off her fingers mercilessly.

"Qiulian, knowing I can't do it, why bother me?" His words, like a thousand years of ice, instantly extinguished her flame.

She held him stubbornly, unwilling to let go.

Zhan hanjue broke free from her shackles. "I'll go downstairs for a walk."

He turned to open the door and left.

Qiulian heard the sound of opening and closing the security door, and her face looked lonely.

"Is that how you despise me?" Tears rolled out of her eyes.

Zhan hanjue wandered aimlessly in the cool night, and finally fell asleep on the bench downstairs. Wake up with gusts of cool wind, only feel dizzy brain swelling, only to realize that they may have a cold.

In the early morning, Qiulian came down to him with her baby in her arms. Seeing him sneezing on the bench, Qiulian said with tears in her eyes: "I won't force you to have a roommate in the future. Don't try to avoid me. Go back and have a good sleep. "

Zhan hanjue laughed weakly. "It's dawn. I'd better go out and look for a job. Go back with tiger. "

Then he stood up from the bench and walked to the gate of the community.

Autumn lotus holding the child, eyes with some nostalgia, watching him go far, just back to their own rental.

——

Maybe he is in a good mood recently. Yan Zhengling's eyes have gradually recovered some vision, and he can barely see things.

Thinking that there must be a pile of documents waiting for her to deal with in the company, Yan Zhengling didn't dare to slack off. After painting honey oil makeup, he rushed to the company.

When she sat on the swivel chair of the president's office, Guan Xiao and Yan Zheng had already stood in front of her.

"Guan Xiao, you say it first." Yan Zhengling knows that Guan Xiao is in charge of the company's operation, and Yan Zheng is in charge of the company's logistics, and the operation is greater than the day.

Guan Xiao, as expected, highly refined the contents of the documents that need to be handled by the president in the past few days. He reported: "president, in view of Tian's and Bai's failure to complete the quarterly performance appraisal stipulated by the company, the bonus of these companies has been reduced proportionally according to the company's regulations."

Yan Zhengling fiddled with the Diamond Sunflower on his fingernails and praised: "well done."

Guan Xiao looked bitter, "but the president, at the meeting yesterday, the opinions of these departments were very strong."

Yan Zhengling's voice was cold, and she had an irresistible momentum like a queen“ Any comments? Let them come to me. "

Guan Xiao nodded: "yes."

"Yan Zheng, how about you?"

Yan Zheng sees that Guan Xiao makes a good atmosphere so suffocating, and stares at him with complaint.

Guan Xiao

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