The Boss is Very Busy

Han Cong also often browses the forums. He didn't know what happened to Brother Qing last night, so he whipped him up. Now his body is still in pain, and he was kicked hard on his buttocks.

Fortunately, Gu Xiaofeng stopped Shen Zhiqing in the end, and he was more conscientious.

This morning, I went to buy breakfast for him and came back. Han Cong opened and browsed the mobile phone page while lying on the bed and biting the delicious meat buns.

Suddenly, he snapped his fingers, his eyes widened slightly, and the bun dropped from his mouth.

"Fuck... what the hell is this?"

No one in the dormitory paid any attention to him, but Han Cong still didn't hit his burning heart of gossip.

"Do you know what happened on the forum?"

"..."

"...What?" Shen Zhiqing didn't say anything, but Gu Feng reluctantly responded.

Han Cong held up his mobile phone.

"It's the Qin Yang we talked about last time. Fuck, this dude is really awesome. He was tricked into being a mistress by him, who was originally an English major. He also has a wife. He is not a rich second generation. It was his original partner who has been working to support him."

He muttered a lot, and Gu Feng listened silently.

"Snapped……"

Han Cong looked suspiciously at what was falling and making the sound.

The black mobile phone in sight lay quietly on the cold floor, and the teenager stood beside the mobile phone.

The man had a slender figure, with his head slightly lowered, and his brown hair was soft and lustrous. He clenched his fingertips tightly, raised his head gently, and looked over with dark eyes.

His slender lips were lightly pursed, his expression still cold: "What did you just say?"

Han Cong's expression froze, his body was still in pain, he hid inside, his eyes averted.

"I said... I said Qin Yang."

Holy crap, what the hell is going on with Brother Qing these past few days, looking at him with such murderous eyes every now and then?

Shen Zhiqing picked up the phone slowly, looking very calm, her voice was slightly low.

"where?"

"On...the forum."

The indifferent young man turned around and walked to the balcony. Han Cong watched him leave before he heaved a sigh of relief and picked up his bun.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't fight this time.

Shen Zhiqing turned on the phone, his fingertips were cold, and the light in his eyes flowed indifferently.

The young man tightened his lips, and his cheeks were as transparent and flawless as a thousand-year-old jade, showing no emotion. The post was very long. After he finished browsing, he was silent for a while.

The boy's obsidian-like pupils were dark and indifferent, his fair and slender fingers quietly grasped the railing of the balcony, and with light force with his fingertips, his lustrous skin turned white.

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Kapok browsed through the forum, and finally put down the phone casually, also smiling.

Thanks to Qin Yang being so impatient, so much spit and saliva can directly drown a person.

Kapok is standing by the window sill, the sun is still very warm today, the warm sun shines in like warming people's hearts, the girl holds the kettle with her fingers, and sprinkles water on the beautiful and fresh potted plants.

The doorbell rang. Mu Mian put down the kettle and walked to the door. She looked through the cat's eyes. The girl raised her eyebrows and opened the door unexpectedly.

The boy changed into a black coat, and his slender legs were wrapped in trousers. He didn't wear a hat, his hair was brown, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were indifferent and calm.

When he saw the girl, he slightly lowered his long eyelashes, and stared at her with his dark eyes.

He gently raised his hand, hooking the bag containing the lunch box with his slender white fingertips, and said in a flat and soft magnetic and sexy voice, "Meal delivery."