ten yuan luxury

After getting off work in the evening, Shi Yuan reported to the boss on time.

"Shi Yuan~ come to find the BOSS~" the assistant elder sister stepped forward courteously, her voice was so nasty.

"Well, Wu Matong wants me to work overtime." Shihao boy smiled obediently.

Wu Matong is really an asshole.

Even working overtime.

Excessive indulgence.

He didn't think about his own body at all.

Slag Gong.

"Come on in~ he's inside~" Waved at Shihao boy, the assistant sister looked at the boy's pissed figure and sighed.

It's hard for a young man to be a wife.

This is really a difficult process, Sao Nian.

How fun it is to be turned on a detour.

It's just amazing.

"Wumatong? I'm here to work overtime." Shi Yuan said outside the door.

"Come in."

Shi Yuan gently opened the door, and saw that his boss was still working hard.

After a long silence, Wuma Boss still didn't want to talk to Shi Yuan, Shi Hao was a little restless.

"Well... why do you work overtime?" Shi Yuan asked.

"Eat first." Wu Matong said.

Another moment of silence.

"Eat... air?" Shi Yuan broke the silence.

"...Go out to eat later." Wuma Boss was very chic.

Sure enough, the bourgeoisie.

Chicken, duck, fish, delicacies from mountains and seas outside every day.

I don't understand the hard work of the working people.

This kind of licentious life should be restrained.

Wu Matong raised his head, saw that the boy was in a trance, and coughed lightly.

Do you think Shi Yuan will react?

Then you are wrong.

Wuma Boss walked up to the completely unresponsive boy and pinched his face: "Go eat."

"Hiss—" Shi Yuan woke up like a dream.

"The salty bubbles are about to burst." The young man pursed his lips and complained in a low voice.

Wuma Boss obviously didn't want to pay attention, and walked away.

Shi Yuan immediately followed.

Very conscious of being an exploited class.

In a diner near the station.

Wuma Boss and Shi Yuan are eating tofu mixed with shallots with relish.

"Do you have to eat every day when you work overtime?" Shi Yuan asked inarticulately with his mouth full of food.

"Good idea." Wuma Boss gave him a disgusted look.

You can't talk after eating.

Shi Yuan took another big mouthful of rice and chewed desperately.

It's really bloody.

Wuma Boss was stunned by his magical mouth.

Obviously it looks small.

"Then what are you going to do?" Shi Yuan swallowed a mouthful of food with difficulty, and drank water.

"Naturally, to catch that ghost in high heels." Boss Wuma had already stopped her chopsticks and wiped her mouth gracefully.

"Pfft—cough, cough, cough!" Shi Yuan had a mouthful of rice stuck in his neck, tears streaming down his face.

Young Master Wuma avoided the large grains of white rice sprayed towards him.

The corners of his eyes twitched in disgust.

The young man managed to swallow his meal, and looked at his boss with an expression of eating excrement: "Catch ghosts? Why do we catch ghosts? You want to steal Zhong Kui's job again?"

Can this be robbed?

Boss, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

The corners of Wuma Boss' lips twitched in disgust.

Can you think of it a little faster.

"You will know when the time comes." Wu Matong said.

"Then there is a salary increase. My younger siblings are still very young, can you take good care of them in the future? It is also your responsibility to take care of employee orphans, that..."

"Shut up!" Young Master Wuma felt that these two words were almost becoming his mantra.

Shi Yuan covered his mouth embarrassingly.

After 10 minutes, Wuma Boss finally couldn't stand the resentful eyes of the people next to him.

Wu Matong sighed deeply and said, "We're just going to catch the murderer. I've already discussed it with Mahos, so don't worry, OK?"

"So it's to punish the evil, promote the good, and promote love and justice." Shi Yuan's eyes lit up 1000 watts instantly.

Wu Matong nodded helplessly.

"That's with Detective Horse and many policemen?" Shi Yuan was a little worried.

Wu Matong nodded patiently again.

The boy Shi Yuan finally exhaled and patted his chest.

There is a kind of pleasure of hanging the heart and falling heavily to the ground.

Seeing the boy's false alarm, Master Wuma was amused.

Do you have to act so worried?

How insecure I am.

Bite you.

After dinner, it was still early, Wuma Boss led his little Daimao out to eat.

It is the time when the streets are full of traffic.

Shi Yuan looked around, with a contented smile on his face.

Awesome person.

Wu Matong shivered, and retracted his gaze.

"Hey! Wu Matong! Look at that old lady, she is so beautiful and young!"

Wu Matong: "..."

What a strong taste you really have!

Since she is an old lady, can she be described as young?

How is the government doing literacy work!

"Hey! Look at her son, he is so mature and old-fashioned!"

People around cast curious eyes.

Wu Matong's eyelids twitched, and he dragged the boy away quickly.

You can't keep your voice down.

How could it be so downgrade.

Finally arrived at a small road with few people, and the ears of Young Master Wuma became quite clean.

"Wu Matong, you said that since we caught the murderer, Lily won't come looking for me again, right?" The young man Shi Yuan looked up at the sky, the stars twinkling.

"kindness."

"Then I can sleep well and eat well every day~" Shi Yuan shook his hair at Wuma Boss sideways.

Isn't that what you are now!

The corner of Wuma Boss' mouth twitched wildly.

"Wumatong?" Shi Yuan called softly.

"how?"

"I've actually wanted to say it a long time ago... um... too much Botox is not good, it will cause facial nerve paralysis."

"..."

"And I think you are quite serious, often just the corners of your mouth and eyes twitch, which is a symptom of facial nerve spasm."

"..."

"Aunt Hua next door has trigeminal syndrome. Would you like her to introduce a doctor to you?"

"..."

"And are you injecting some other unknown drugs? I think you seem to have lost your ability to speak."

"..."

"You are already handsome and cool, you don't need to use those messy things anymore."

"..."

"Even if you have money, you shouldn't squander and mutilate your body."

"..."

"I saw that Uncle Wang, who is facing the street, used Marubi Elastic Whitening, and the effect is very good. After a course of treatment, the effect is remarkable."

"..."

"If you don't believe me you can... um..."

Unbearable, Young Master Wuma turned sideways, stretched out his hand to pinch the boy's lips and pulled them out forcefully.

The boy Shi Yuan frowned, holding the troubled hand with grief and indignation on his face.

"Talk again and believe it or not I'll tear it off."

"Mmmmmmmmmm..." the young man nodded desperately.

The Wuma Boss twitched fiercely again, and then generously let the boy go.

Shi Yuan's eyes were filled with tears of humiliation.

Wuma Boss raised the corners of his mouth happily, and immediately hid in the night again.

In the midst of movement and stillness, there are occasional pedestrians passing by alone.

Nobody noticed.

Those two hands that have never let go from the very beginning.

Two teenagers walked side by side under the starry sky.

The pace was slow with a hint of laziness.

Occasionally, the wind blows the soft hair to bring a light fragrance.

The fragrance brushes the tip of the nose softly and peacefully.

It's really a sense of substitution to watch the meteor shower together.

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