Male supporting tyrants don't want to attack anymore

Like once a day?

Wear less clothes? ?

Press the wall to kiss? ? ?

How is this possible?

Who can do this!

This is simply impossible!

What nonsense is his aunt talking about!

impossible!

Zong Cheng felt that his hot breath could melt the phone.

He suddenly regretted answering the call.

His fingers twirled the coat lightly a few times, the feel was somewhat unfamiliar, and after careful sniffing, he could still smell a scent that he was familiar with but didn't belong to him.

It was Yin Chen's smell.

Ok?

Zong Cheng suddenly came to his senses, and he tentatively opened his mouth.

"Auntie, have you seen him?"

"? How do you know you like someone if you don't see me?"

Ms. Tang said that this child is not a fool, right?

Zong Cheng was puzzled again, "He, he is a man, don't you mind?"

He thought...

"laugh."

Ms. Tang immediately sent out a soul の ridicule.

"It's as if I don't know that Xiaochen likes boys. What? You think I don't treat people equally? Only Xiaochen is allowed to like boys, but you are not allowed to like boys? Do you think I am such a double-standard person? "

Your old man actually understands the word double standard, but it is really trendy enough.

Zong Cheng thought silently.

However, what he meant was...

Zong Cheng's tone dropped by three points.

"I've heard you say before that you want me to get married and have children as soon as possible so that the old family can have a descendant."

So he thought that Ms. Tang would have an opinion on this matter.

Do children still hide a lot of thoughts?

Miss Tang thought.

"That was said outside to silence those who like to meddle in other people's family affairs when they have nothing to do. Just listen to it, don't take it to heart. Even if you are the only seedling left in your old clan, I will I won’t force you to marry someone you don’t like because of this. Your aunt and I are experienced people, and you are only in your 20s now. If you win him earlier, you will live with him for the rest of your life.”

She paused, "Life is so long, if you don't like others, what do you use to support yourself to live this life?"

Zong Cheng was silent for a moment, and a warm current surged in his heart.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Ms. Tang heaved a sigh of relief and fell directly onto the sofa.

"Oh my god, you should be fine with your performance just now, right?"

She picked up a small notebook in her hand and read it again and again. There were still several books scattered around her.

"How to Correctly Face Teenagers' First Love", "Things You Should Know as a Parent", "How to Let Your Children Communicate with You Heart-to-Heart".

She flipped through the dizzy notebook, looked at it again and again, and then patted her chest.

"No problem, full marks, the rest is up to that brat himself."

Throwing away the notebook and paralyzing for a while, she nestled on the sofa and suddenly laughed and cursed.

"Both are careless brats."

With the strong support of Ms. Tang, Zong Cheng couldn't immediately distract himself from chasing people.

It's fine if he skips the company's year-end party, but there are still a few parties that he has to attend.

besides……

"Brother! Dad! You are my real father, right? Do you remember your update? You open your comment area now and see, they all call you the king of pigeons, and they come to line up every day to ask you Update, if this is the case, new readers won’t even dare to click to read the article, okay? When will you update it!”

Edit Humble.

The editor cries.

Zong Cheng: "..."

It's just a few days of dove, as for it?

The editor did not give up, and persuaded again.

"Didn't you get chicken blood once before, old man? Although I don't understand, why don't you go for chicken blood again? I don't ask for a change, three times a day, is it okay?"

Humble, very humble!

So humble!

Whether as an editor or a reader, why is he so humble!

EDIT Stormcry.

!

Zong Cheng let out a breath after being stabbed right in the center of his mouth.

Shrimp pork heart!

Why is this editor like this!

If it wasn't because he would remember Yin Chen's behavior of testing him that night when he sat down now, how could he be cooing?

Doesn't he want to make a good update to attract Yin Chen's full attention!

He is too southern.

Not wanting to recall this incident at all, Zong Cheng finally dismissed the crying editor with the third day of the next day, and hung up the phone mercilessly.

After hanging up the phone, he slowly lay down on the sofa.

Yin Chen, what are you doing now?

Counting money.

The Yin family has a big family and business, and Yin Chen will make an inventory of the finances at the end of each year. This is also the most fearful part of the financial staff at the end of each year.

joke!

This job is not human at all!

Mr. Yin's assets will only increase every time he counts them!

Forget it!

QAQ will inflict [-] points of critical damage on their bodies and minds every time they count. How do you calculate this?

How could there be such a rich person as Boss Yin in the world, but also such poor people like them?

It's so sour, I feel that the lemon tree that I eat contains not only lemon fruit, but also soil.

After the inventory was over, they all fell into suffocation.

No?

Boss, you just bought a new platform this year, how did you start making money? ? ?

If it weren't for that team still losing money!

They really all want lemons!

As expected of their boss Yin, what kind of job did they vote for? QUQ.

Yin Chen glanced at the results of the count and fell into deep thought.

It's hard to spend money.

If things go on like this, it seems like he can't run out of money?

……

Forget it, anyway, this is also a good thing.

"Okay, now that work is over, you can go home and enjoy your vacation."

Yin Chen stood up, and the treasurers wept with joy.

Finally, I don't have to continue to face the sour smell of money here!

"By the way, I have worked hard this year, and I will give you double the red envelopes for starting work next year."

Yin Chen spoke lightly.

The bodies of the financial staff trembled as they walked halfway.

They turned their heads quickly.

"Thank you Mr. Yin!"

"Mr. Yin, Happy New Year!"

"Boss Yin has a long and healthy life!"

Oh my god!

What kind of fairy boss is this?

i got i got it!

They want to plant lemon trees in Yinshi for hundreds of millions of years!

Don't go, don't go!

When all the accountants left, the huge company suddenly became deserted.

Except for the cleaning lady who lived nearby and came to clean the neighborhood every day and a few security guards, Yin Chen stepped on the ground and made a crisp sound, and the sound spread out, bringing back continuous echoes.

After walking a few steps, Yin Chen paused slightly.

Accustomed to the days when Yin's employees were always sneaking around and taking pictures, now he felt so deserted that he was a little uncomfortable.

and……

Yin Chen reached out and rubbed the center of his brows.

It's so strange, even after more than 20 years like this before, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but this year it's only been a few months, and he's actually not used to going back to that deserted home by himself.

By the way, Zong Cheng should also go home for the New Year, right?

Is there no one to play games with him tonight?

……

Gee.

Yin Chen took out his phone and looked at a certain green app.

Cuckoo.

He seemed to be able to hear these voices clearly in his ears.

Dove, dove, dove.

It's all a group of pigeons, sigh.

Yin Chen turned to the last one, and clicked in without any hope.

He was slightly taken aback.

The leave of absence has been changed.

[Return to update tomorrow, day three. 】

After wiping his eyes, Yin Chen felt that he might be dazzled.

Take another look.

Day three, yes.

Might be a typo.

Yin Chen exited with a blank expression, and then re-entered.

Still the same.

Yin Chen slowly put out a question mark?

The king of ace pigeons actually wants to have three days on the New Year's Eve?

Is this transgender?

But in an instant, his slightly depressed mood just now became cheerful again.

Sure enough, human happiness can be so simple!

Happier yet!

Yin Chen received a new chapter that night.

Not to mention, Zong Cheng also went online to play games with him as usual.

"good evening."

Zong Cheng's voice was still deep and soft like a cello whispering in his ears.

It turned out that Zong Cheng's voice was also quite nice.

Yin Chen thought.

This kind of setting is put in the text, it is basically the setting of the male protagonist, right?

Except for being a little dumb.

He thought of Zong Cheng's dumbfounded face when he gave Zong Cheng his coat before leaving, and almost laughed out loud!

Suppressing his bad taste, Yin Chen responded with a chuckle.

"good evening."

Dirty!

It's tight and dirty!

Speechless!

Zong Cheng's fingers pinched the phone gradually harder.

Strange.

Zong Cheng fell into deep thought while skydiving.

Why couldn't he even see Yin Chen's expression despite being separated by a network cable.

why!

Why do I feel more tense!

What is Yin Chen's expression now?

Why doesn't he speak?

Why don't you speak?

While struggling, a girl's voice suddenly came out of the earphones.

"Oh, why did you jump off the airport? There are a lot of people here, what should I do if I'm afraid of death? Little brother protect me."

?

Zong Cheng was taken aback by the parachuting action.

what happened?Does he prescribe whole wheat?

Yin Chen was also a little surprised.

what happened?

Where is the female voice?

The two looked at the team together, and Zong Cheng reacted in astonishment.

He forgot to cancel the fourth row!

Now besides him and Yin Chen, there are also No. 1 and No. 3 teammates!

This girl is the No. 1 teammate!

asphyxia.

Zong Cheng doubted his IQ for the first time.

He said that he always felt as if he forgot something!

It was this!

What would Yin Chen think of him now!

Zong Cheng only made up his own mind, and felt that his emotional line was completely gloomy and there was no tomorrow.

On the other side, Yin Chen closed the microphone, lowered his head and laughed for a long time.

He said how could Zong Cheng come up to play games with him completely indifferently, sure enough!

Zong Cheng was still the Zong Cheng he was familiar with!

Neither of them spoke, and the girl from Mai No. 1 continued to speak.

"Are you little brothers? Shouldn't you? I'm a little sister, can you protect me? I don't ask you to take me to eat chicken, just, don't let me die too fast, can you? I can sing, I can sing for you, my singing voice is super nice."

As far as the voice is nice, Zong Cheng's voice is very suitable for him.

Listening to the noisy voice in the earphones, Yin Chen was slightly distracted.

Zong Cheng was straightforward and blunt with an inexplicable guilty conscience.

"No, singing prevents me from hearing the enemy's footsteps."

Mai No. 1 stagnated slightly.

Where did he come from, the straight man of steel?

Yin Chen nodded while picking up the gun.

"Well, it does affect you, don't sing."

?

Mai No. 1's eyes twitched wildly.

This guy is really steel and cement, old guy who is tough and straight.

Are there such rare races these days?

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