The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

So, this is why he won't smile at him!

The little spider didn't understand this truth until now.

I don't know how many drinks it is, and I don't know how many songs I yelled. The men in the whole box are completely confused.

……

The dense rain dissipated the smoke and clouds, and a few stars were sprinkled on the sky that spread out at night, which was extremely bright.

At 03:30 in the morning, a few men hung shoulders and shoulders on the street, looking drunk, howling an out-of-key song: "I met him later, accompanied me in spring, autumn, winter and summer, and healed my scars..."

Xu Anning was quite sensible, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, he was seven parts drunk and three parts sober, and waved his thin fingertips to greet everyone: "I'm going home, it's past three o'clock."

The little spider saw a breakfast shop, and dragged Pei Yi and Ning An'an towards the breakfast shop, his pace was erratic: "Why go back, eat breakfast before going back..."

"They didn't even open the door, you must be out of your mind, why don't you go in and eat pot?" Luo Qingyi said abruptly.

The little spider became furious in an instant: "If my mother eats a bite of pot, will you sleep with me?"

Luo Qingyi couldn't answer.

Ning Anan vomited badly, Pei Yiyi dragged him staggeringly forward, "We... want, we're going back... You can do whatever you want..."

The little spider pulled up a safety stake on the side of the road, picked it up and smashed the shutter door of the breakfast shop, "No, I can't go back now, I want to have breakfast."

The braided head is the most sober one. Looking at the violence of the little spider, he is a little unbelievable, "Brother, is it illegal for you to do this?"

The little spider spoke righteously, smashed open the rolling shutter door in twos and kicked the safety post flying: "What the hell is this illegal? I'm maintaining world peace behind my back. What's wrong with having breakfast?"

Ning Anan squatted on the side of the road vomiting, and Pei Yiyi gently followed his back, while turning his head to look at the braided head: "It's okay, I bought this breakfast shop tomorrow."

The little spider messed around in the breakfast shop, found some dough for steamed buns, and some buns were sunken, so he simply found a rolling pin, sprinkled flour, put the dough on the chopping board, passed the rolling pin, brushed it a few times, and pulled out some thin skin.

He sniffed the buns again, frowned, picked up the bottles and cans on the table, and added some ingredients to them.

Scoop up the stuffing with a spoon, wrap the dough, twist the skin with the slender white fingertips, pinch and knead, and the beautiful and round buns will appear on the fingertips of the little spider like a lotus.

Looking at it, Luo Qingyi was amazed: "Spiders are good, spiders are wonderful, and the buns made by spiders are amazing!"

The little spider gave him a white look, "Don't you want to eat the pot?"

"Why would I eat pot if I have buns?" Luo Qingyi rolled up his sleeves and went to help.

The little spider didn't want to pay attention to him, and made the steamed buns casually. After a while, the steamed stuffed buns were put into the basket and steamed on the ready-made gas stove.

Xu Anning moved a table and set it up under the canopy at the entrance of the shop, and the braided head moved out the chairs. The surrounding neon lights were not so dazzling, like clear water flowing slowly, and the stars spread out in the sky.

Ning An'an had almost vomited too, and wanted to sleep with his eyes closed, Pei Yiyi let him finish eating the buns and sleep, then carried him to the table.

The little spider used his power to increase the flames, and after a while, the steaming steamed buns were on the table. At 03:30 in the morning, several men were eating steamed buns silently counting the stars under the canopy at the entrance of a breakfast shop.

The owner of the breakfast shop came to make breakfast. He almost thought that he had gone to the wrong place. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the signboard. He was sure that it was his own breakfast shop. Then he saw the rolling door that had been damaged by violence. He rushed forward and asked someone to question him: " You guys, what's going on? How can you break into other people's stores casually?"

The little spider threw a bun into his mouth, "Try it, it tastes good, remember to call me for the recipe."

A business card was casually placed on the table, another bun was twisted, and Ning An'an was pulled up: "Let's go, An'an, go home and sleep!"

Ning An'an's face was flushed, and her cheeks were bulging with steamed stuffed buns. Hearing that he was going home, she shook the cat ears on her head: "Well, go home and sleep..."

Pei Yiyi's face was not much better, a thin layer of red was applied, and fish scales appeared on the eyelids. Seeing Ning An'an being pulled away, he hurriedly followed: "An'an, it's my An'an, don't follow me. Rob……"

Luo Qingyi didn't know if he was drunk, or because the little spider snatched Ning An'an, so he stepped forward a few steps to pull the little spider: "Follow me back!"

The little spider passed by with a dazed face: "Have you figured it out after eating the buns?"

Luo Qingyi was serious: "It's not good for you to always live in someone else's house."

"What's wrong? I'm not bothering you? I didn't ask you to pay for it!" Little Spider became angry when he heard what he said, and he got used to it. He would cut off his ears whenever he listened.

It was rare for Luo Qingyi to have an expression. He pursed his lips in a rare way, and said hurriedly after pursing, "I'm working hard to make money."

"It's none of my business that you work hard to earn money, do you want to spend it for me?" If he didn't have sunglasses, Luo Qingyi would definitely see his teasing eyes.

Luo Qingyi examined him quietly for a while, and then said lightly, "I want to buy a house."

The little spider was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Very good, very good, keep working hard."

After speaking, he turned around and went after Pei Yiyi and the others again.

Luo Qingyi said calmly behind him: "It's for you."

A thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The chopping made the little spider's heart and soul turbulent, and he turned around with great difficulty. His white clothes were painted a little pink by the slowly flowing neon lights, just like a tree of peach blossoms in full bloom in the wind.

He couldn't believe his ears, and asked word by word, "What did you say?"

The light in Luo Qingyi's eyes softened a lot, "I want to buy you a house."