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Ting Zang had just finished the meeting, and when he left the meeting room, he saw Wang Haoyu coming from the other end of the corridor swinging the car keys, and before he got there, he shouted at Ting Zang, "Zang'er, come out with me this afternoon."

"Your brother's exam?" Ting Zang rubbed his temples and threw a folder to Wang Haoyu, "I've roughly scanned the plan for the next quarter, and you can check the details."

"Yeah." Wang Haoyu half raised his heels and Lan Tingzang's shoulders, and the two walked crookedly towards Tingzang's meeting room.

"Ah~" Wang Haoyu sat on the sofa comfortably and wanted to take off his leather shoes and put his feet on the coffee table in front of him. He took off his shoes, looked up and saw Tingzang holding a cup of instant coffee and poured it on his face after he finished taking it off, resentful He reached out and put the shoes back on.

"How is your little boyfriend?" Wang Haoyu felt that Tingzang Qiqi was very concerned. He was a social person in his late thirties, and almost half of his thoughts were devoted to his little boyfriend. A few days ago, he asked himself to ask for leave. I heard that It was because his little boyfriend found out about the situation at home and took him back.Wang Haoyu is a dramatist in his heart, and he is very eager to be there when the parent roars when he comes out, and he can be there in person when the scene of the child hangs himself. However, when his brother comes out, the atmosphere is harmonious.

"None of your business, hurry up and get to work." Ting Zang mercilessly kicked away his incomprehensible immediate boss.

Kun Dun took out the key and opened the door, and Ting Di followed behind him with a flick, and the movement of taking off his clothes and changing his shoes on the sofa was extremely smooth.

"The cook won't come back, what are you eating, brother?" Kun Dun walked up to Ting Di and snatched the small glass bottle he had been holding in his hand and stared at the teppanyaki inside, "I didn't buy vegetables, I just use it to fry green peppers. "

"No! You agreed to keep it for me!" Ting Di pulled the bottle back, and ran towards Kundun's room wearing slippers.

"While it's still tender, it will be ruined after two more days." Kun Dun teased him behind him like he needed to be beaten.

Ting Di turned her head and glared at Kun Dun. After entering the room, she stuffed the teppanyaki under Kun Dun's bed.

Kun Dun stewed the rice, and planned to coax her boyfriend. After coaxing, he can come to help him choose a dish or something.

He pushed open the door and found that Ting Di was dragging the picture clip he had kicked in from under the bed. "It's so dirty, what are you doing looking through it?" Ting Di ignored him, and turned all the paintings in the folder upside down to look at them one by one.

Well, Kun Dun rolled up his sleeves and went to choose vegetables by himself.The skins of the tomatoes were scalded in boiling water, the eggs were beaten and three spoons of milk were added, and a handful of green onions were sprinkled on the pan. After learning from Kotobuki for two days, Kun Dun successfully cooked the scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"It's time to eat." Ting Di ran out of the room, her hands were dusty and dusty. "Wash your hands." Kun Dun tapped Tingdi's head with his chopsticks.

After the math test, the stairs on every floor were crowded with candidates. Jiang Chao stood far away and waited for Lin Mang.

"Here!" Wang Haoyu saw his brother, excitedly opened the car door and yelled at the intersection. "Why every time you come to pick me up, it's like I've just been released from prison." Jiang Chaote glanced at Wang Haoyu in disgust, and Lin Mang beside him greeted Wang Haoyu politely.

"Go to Haopinju, rub the big ones." After Wang Haoyu finished speaking, he patted Tingzang on the shoulder and introduced to the two younger brothers, "This is my buddy, named Tingzang."

"Brother Ting." Jiang Chao greeted Lin Mang and got into the back seat of the car.

"Let's go to the West Chamber downstairs of your house. The child has two subjects tomorrow, so eat lighter." Ting Zang discussed with Wang Haoyu while fastening his seat belt. "Okay, it's all up to you." Wang Haoyu quickly started the car and drove to the hotel.

Jiang Chao watched from behind that the two pilots and co-pilots were chatting one after another.

"Have you read the plan?"

"Well, there's no problem. I'm thinking about going out to play after I've been busy for a while. Which do you like?"

"Where do you like it? Nanjing, I haven't been there yet."

"Then let's decide on Nanjing. Hey, is it cold in Nanjing? Is your small body resistant to freezing?"

"Dad is in good health. It's only the beginning of June."

"Won't it be cold in a while! Really, I care about you, you're choking on me, bitch."

Jiang Chao leaned his head close to Wang Haoyu's ear, and whispered to Wang Haoyu at a volume that everyone in the car could hear, "Brother, you are crooked."

"What?" Wang Haoyu turned eighteen times with one sound, "You can't bend, you are the only one left in the family to inherit the throne and inherit the blood." Jiang Chao continued to whisper in Wang Haoyu's ear.

"Go away, stay with your wife in your arms." Wang Haoyu scolded Jiang Chao while turning the steering wheel.

"I have a boyfriend, brother." Ting Zang laughed and turned around to explain to Jiang Chao.

"Don't talk to him." Wang Haoyu broke Ting Zang's head, and the car parked steadily in the parking space of the hotel.

Kundun went downstairs to buy fruit, Tingdi was in front of the easel to tune the still life he painted last night, halfway through the tone of the crock pot, Kundun opened the door and came back.

Ting Di ignored him, and focused on putting the other half on the crock pot. There was a rustling sound behind her, and then Ting Di was hugged into her arms.

"Why?" Tingdi's voice softened, and she asked Kundun nonchalantly, and what responded to him were hands wandering around under the clothes.

"I want you, baby." Kun Dun teased Tingdi's ear with his breath, and the person in his arms kept avoiding his hand slightly, and he pinched the soft flesh on Tingdi's waist maliciously. .

"I, I..." Ting Di's tongue was tied, and he stuttered for a long time without saying anything, but the movement of struggling became violent, Kun Dun pressed him in his arms with all his strength, and sighed tone.

"No, no, I'm not ready yet, brother is impatient." He let go of Ting Di, pinched Ting Di's face severely, straightened up and planned to wash the fruit, but before he could turn around, his arm was grabbed.

"Brother, I..." Ting Di stared at him without blinking her big eyes, "I got up."

Kun Dun leaned down again, and untied Ting Di's belt from behind, "You continue to draw, and brother will help you."