Qingyao approached her face with a strange red, narrowed his eyes and gnashed his teeth: "honestly, this quick step first, does it include yourself?"

"Fart! Miri, can you not think of my sisters as so dirty? Not only my soul and body are pure, but also my mind is purer than you. Who is like you? I can\'t walk away when I see a man who looks a little like a dog!"

"Is Mr. Lu just like a dog? That\'s xianpin. OK." Qingyao was dissatisfied. "Since you don\'t have it, why are you blushing? Have you seen him roll the sheets with women with your own eyes?"

Qingyao Teng got up: "yes, I\'ve seen it, all right?"

She strode into the room.

She hasn\'t seen Lu Shaoqiu, but she has seen another man. She can see clearly how he kissed the woman, how he touched her, how he entered her, and how they were in bed

Ma, this is the most disgusting, dirty and shameless scene she has followed since she wrote entertainment records in her life!

Mi Rui was stunned on the sofa for a long time and didn\'t give up: "that President Lu must not be sincere about the woman who rolled the sheets. Otherwise, he was still a single aristocrat and didn\'t marry the woman who rolled the sheets, right? As long as he wasn\'t married, it proved that there was still hope!"

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Early in the morning, Qingyuan came to Mirui to give money.

Naturally, it\'s not the money for a taxi last night, but the money for Mrs. Feng\'s clothes.

Mirui cooked preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which was full of aroma.

Qingyao put 800 yuan in cash on the table.

Mirui came out of the kitchen and put a small dish containing sour radish strips on the table. He was unwilling to say, "you must return them? In fact, these two sets of clothes are really nothing to them?"

Qingyao waved his fist and stared, "don\'t you return it?"

"Just give it back, who wants the 800 yuan!" murmured Mirui, reluctantly going back to the bedroom to get the money, and half way back, "I have her wechat, so I\'d better transfer it to her."

"Yes, turn now!" Qingyao ran to the sofa, took the mobile phone she threw on the tea table and forced it into Mirui\'s hand.

Mirui glared at her angrily for a while before transferring money to the other party.

Soon, a message came back: "Xiaomi, what are you doing?"

Mi Rui sees the distance.

Qing Yao raised his chin: "go back, she\'ll tell her when she takes it back!"

Mi Rui wants to use voice. Qingyao stops her: "typing!"

The goods now look like a wronged little daughter-in-law. They will expose their emotions before they finish two sentences. Will Mrs. Feng accept them again?

Mirui input word by word and went back.

Mrs. Feng still refused and continued to ask why.

Qingyao gave an instruction: "tell her we\'ll go on strike if we don\'t accept it. It\'s really until she accepts it."

Mrs. Feng became more and more curious. She considered it for five seconds and ordered to receive it.

Then he asked why.

Qingyao grabbed Mi Rui\'s mobile phone and brushed and typed: "thank you for your kindness. We accept the clothes. We won\'t receive any reward for our useless work. The clothes money will be returned truthfully. If we make great contributions to the weekly in the future, it\'s not too late for the landlady to reward us!"

After giving the money, Mirui completely ignored her.

He only took his own bowl and chopsticks and drank porridge with sour radish strips.

After paying back the money, I was as relaxed as I was at home. I went into the kitchen, took the dishes and chopsticks, and came out to scoop porridge from the electric rice cooker.

The lid of the pot was pressed by Miri.

Qingyao smiled silently: "Xiaomi Rui, do you want to be so naive?"

"This is my porridge. I\'m willing to be childish. You can\'t control it!"

"Then this sour radish is mine!"

"OK, take away your sour radish strips!" said Mirui. He pulled Qingyao\'s hand, picked up the small dish, and poured all the radish strips into Qingyao\'s palm.

Qingyuan opened his mouth and stared at his hand of radish with sour water in his palm. He couldn\'t speak for a long time.

Mirui hugged the pot and continued to drink porridge leisurely.

Qingyao quickly took the trash can under the table, threw in the dried pepper and radish with sour water, and then rushed into the kitchen to wash his hands.

She washed it with detergent several times, but the taste of sour water is much more sour than when she pickled radish strips.

When he came out, Mirui was still drinking porridge with his arm around the pot.

Looking at her like this, Qingyao couldn\'t help laughing: "smelly girl!"

Then he took out 50 yuan from his pocket and patted it on MI Rui\'s hand: "take it! Mention yesterday\'s 43 yuan taxi fare, and the labor and capital will beat you!"

Mi Rui was slightly stunned.

When she slowly loosened the porridge pot with the tight ring in her arm, Qingyao had gone back.

Looking at the half pot of porridge left in the pot, I wanted to catch up with her and call her again. I couldn\'t tear off my face.

Qingyao returned to his home with some chagrin in his heart.

I feel like I\'ll take the clothes as soon as I take them. As Mirui said, I\'ve done it for their weekly for three years. It doesn\'t seem too much to take their clothes.

Are you really paranoid?

Shaking her head, she changed her clothes to work.

Since Feng Ming has agreed to pay her salary, she must at least go to the company to prove that she can make progress and work actively. He can no longer hold the reason for deducting her salary.

Carrying his bag and going out, the opposite door just opened, and Mirui came out neatly.

Both of them were stunned and turned to lock the door.

Then go to the elevator.

When they entered the elevator one before the other, they both cleared their throats and held their breath. No one spoke first.

Downstairs, one after another out of the apartment building.

Just as Qingyao stepped onto the sidewalk, a dark blue super car roared on the road.

At her nearest distance, she stopped the car, the door opened, and the young man in a light green shirt and white trousers came out with a bright smile: "Hi, meet again!"

He was so tall that both Qingyao and Mirui wanted to look up at him.

Qingyao looked at the luxurious sports car that was too fussy behind him. Then he remembered him and responded indifferently: "yes, it\'s a coincidence."

Mirui stared at the limited edition expensive sports car behind him and the top sunshine handsome man dressed in luxury brand clothes. He saw Yao clearly and his eyes were dizzy.

Song Lezhi took a few steps from the roadside to the sidewalk, stood in front of her and grinned: "it\'s not easy. I\'ve been waiting for you on this road at this time every day for several days. You didn\'t go to work a few days ago? Or your working time is different from last time?"

Qingyao stepped back on guard, put his hands into the beige bloomers trouser pockets he was wearing today, and looked up at him obliquely: "I have no grievances with you in the past. I don\'t owe you money and I don\'t lend you anything. Why are you here to see me?"

She looked up at him obliquely. In his eyes, she was very cute. Her dark, supple short hair fell to one side and tempted people to rub them.

He followed the feeling, raised his hand and stroked the top of her hair.

Qingyao, who had been prepared for a long time, flashed and lost his hand. Qingyao frowned: "pay attention to your behavior, child! Don\'t be big or small! Say, why do you want to see me every day?"

Song Lezhi withdrew his hand and still smiled: "what can I do? Naturally, I miss you. I said to be a friend. The place to work is almost far away. I want to pick you up."

"Friend? Who promised? My aunt is not interested in my baby brother! What should I do!" Qingyao said and took steps to go.

Song Lezhi took a long step and stopped her. She refused. He was not angry. She still smiled: "I think you are really fun. It doesn\'t matter if you don\'t want to be a friend. I think you are a friend. I\'ll come to you when I miss you. Get in the car and I\'ll take you to Xinghai Building. Do I remember right?"

Before Qingyao could refuse, MI Rui came together: "Handsome boy, how do you know we work in Xinghai Building? Oh, I see. The girl told you, right? Don\'t be surprised. She\'s always duplicative. Of course, it\'s desirable for handsome boys to send each other. By the way, forget to introduce myself. I\'m the best friend of this duplicative girl. My name is mi Rui. Nice to meet you. What\'s your name, handsome boy?"

Song Lezhi immediately held Mi Rui\'s small hand and said happily, "I\'m glad to meet you, MI Rui. My last name is song Lezhi. Just call me Lezhi."

After shaking his hand, Miri stared at the dazzling four seater top luxury sports car: "dear little Lezhi, don\'t you want to send us? Why don\'t you open the door?"

"OK!" Song Lezhi strode down the road again and opened the door.

Qing yaobiao said, "are you going crazy, Miri? It\'s only a few steps? You didn\'t go there one day?"

Mi Rui likes this sunny guy very much. He is handsome and his car is also handsome. He gets on the car immediately and waves to Qingyao: "A few steps on a hot day is not a trivial matter. It can still make people sweat. It\'s all delivered to the door. Don\'t sit for nothing. Besides, for the sake of people\'s painstaking efforts to see you, you have to give this sincere handsome man some thin noodles, don\'t you? Xiaoyao, you can\'t abuse natural things. You\'ll be sent by heaven! Let\'s go and get in the car!"

Qingyao is really speechless to her.

Turn around and go.

Song Lezhi quickly followed up. Qingyao suddenly turned back and twisted his arm as soon as he reached out. Song Lezhi cried out and moved his arm, which was so painful that he didn\'t dare to move at all.

Qingyao escorted him to the car and slammed the door.

Hurry to the company building.

These rich and noble CHILDES, the poor daughter expelled by her rich and powerful family, don\'t want to provoke any of them.

She came out of the cloud family. She knew that there were no simple people in the rich family. A severe beating had made her extremely disappointed with her close relatives, not to mention the CHILDES and brothers in other rich families?

Besides, she really doesn\'t catch a cold compared with her little noodle boy. I don\'t know which tendon of the boy is wrong. She must be on the dead end of her sister generation!

I can only say that in this fucking era, strange things and disgusting things happen every year!

If I had known this, I should beat him up when I saw him for the first time on sanchen island that day, so that he would run as far as he saw the Lord of hell when he saw her next time!