As Tian Jingjing's jade hand slowly lifted, a beautifully packaged men's shirt emerged from the bag.

"Shirts? Bought it for your boyfriend, right? ”

When I first entered the door, I was very jealous of Tian Jingjing's contact with men, and I had a feeling of hating her to see her late. Now, I wish she was serious about getting a boyfriend. That's true.

Tian Jingjing nodded at first, but quickly denied it, and kept shaking his head: "Oh, no! It's bought for you. ”

Tian Jingjing presented his shirt to me with both hands. She has a sincere attitude, but her appearance is not dignified, and she still has a smile on her face. Instead of embracing it as she expected, I hesitated. The hand did not meet it for a long time.

"I broke your shirt last night, and I paid you for it." Tian Jingjing laughed at me, thinking that I was stupid with excitement, and hurriedly added.

I'm not a capricious villain, but I can't stand Tian Jingjing's lack of self-love! For a job, Tian Jingjing sold his hue and his soul, which is really sad!

If it had been half an hour ago, it was normal for her to have such thoughts about me. But now, I don't have any interest in her, how can I be excited?! I'm not angry, it's already very gracious. An unclean girl - oh, it should be a woman, to give me a gift, it's an insult to me! This shirt must have been bought with the money of a man with whom she had a dirty deal!

Although Tian Jingjing is beautiful in appearance, I am not a person who forgets her righteousness. I have my principles, I have my bottom line!

"Hey! Stinky tofu, stop dreaming! Dreams at night are still dreams, they don't come true! Tian shouted quietly, hitting my chest with a new shirt: "It's just a shirt, cranky, as for it?" Perverts! ”

Tian Jingjing shoved the shirt into my hand and pouted, she was angry.

Although the shirt was white and flawless, the woman opposite me was no longer a pure and immaculate jasper. Forget it, on the way back, I saw a beggar and gave it away.

"Oh."

I picked up my shirt with one hand and threw it into the paper bag that Tian Jingjing had opened. Tian Jingjing didn't notice my affection, and smiled with satisfaction.

As soon as we walked out of the bar, we parted ways. I excused myself to sit with my classmates on the opposite side of the road, and refused to take Ueda's quiet car. Actually, I don't have a single acquaintance in the neighborhood at all. I have to wait until Tian Jingjing leaves, and then I go to squeeze the bus home. She believed it, smiled and beckoned to me, and left. She walked slowly and looked back at me from time to time. The corners of my mouth just smiled politely, and I was even worried that she would give me a flying kiss.

As soon as Tian Jingjing's figure disappeared into the night, I couldn't wait to walk to the corner and give a new shirt to a begging beggar. I gave away my shirt, and I felt as if I had sent away the plague god, and I was relaxed.

When I got home, I immediately rushed into the bathroom. I'm going to wash away the bad air from my body and the stains on my hands that may have been on my hands from touching my new shirt. I also want to wash away the memories that Tian Jingjing has in my mind! Such a woman is not worthy to stay in my mind!

When I went to work in the morning, after cleaning, and before it was time to open for business, everyone sat together in groups of three or five and chatted. I walked to the side and turned on the TV to watch the morning news. I can still watch TV at work, which is the reason why I haven't died of depression yet. Twenty or thirty TVs are all turned on, each with a different program, you can watch it casually, and you don't have to press it so hard with the remote control.

"Koike, do you smoke?"

No way? Will these beauties still swallow the clouds? Or even a cigarette salute to me? When I turned my head, I saw that the questioner was a female colleague who was nearly thirty years old, she did not have a cigarette in her hand, and her nose and mouth were not smoking.

She was dressed like a graceful and luxurious lady, with rouge and lipstick, and her whole body was covered in gold and silver, but her nostrils did not wear a nose ring. Although she is nearly thirty years old, the ruthless years cannot erase her beauty. The eyes, nose, and mouth on her head are in place, and her breasts are also full.

Because she is dressed luxuriously, everyone calls her a noblewoman. In fact, her name is Fang Fang, and she is the oldest in our radio department. She is the wife of the director of the Ningnan City Public Security Bureau, so she relies on the old and sells the old, claiming to be the eldest sister. She goes to work purely to pass the time, hoping for someone to talk to her. She was very different and often called us together as journalists for press conferences.

She claims to be a well-informed person, but what she posts is always a little different from the media coverage the next day or days later. However, this does not affect her daily relish. For example, a former mayor and now deputy director of the Provincial People's Congress died of an overdose at the Ningnan Hotel. A few days later, the media reported that a former mayor and now deputy director of the Provincial People's Congress died of a heart attack due to overwork. Some of them are rumors that cannot be verified: the leader of the province wantonly amassed money for the support of the mistress.

"I don't smoke."

Although I am not interested in married women, I feel uncomfortable even after looking at them twice. But I'm still quite polite and laughing.

"My family's people give him cigarettes all day long, the Ninety-Five, the Great Sublimation, etc., are annoying. He doesn't smoke. ”

The lady seemed to be full of complaints, but when she spoke, her face was full of happiness and pride.

"Sell it, exchange it for money, buy a few outfits."

It was a girl who interjected, with two small dimples on her white and tender face, and her smile was particularly cute. She was dressed in a very plain, short-sleeved white blouse, revealing a pair of jade arms. The two "big steamed buns" hanging on the chest do not show any flaws. The short jeans were tied with a mosaic-rippled belt, which made her waist appear thinner.

Her slender thighs were bare, and her flesh was white and delicate. The white high heels are pointed, and they make a "bang-bang" sound when they walk, as if to say, look! My host was very scored! Her name is You Meng, but people generally don't call her by her real name, but affectionately call her "Little Dimple". She was the same beautiful woman who gave me flowers at the welcome party.

"It's too shabby, and I can't exchange it for a few dollars." The lady looked disdainful and said generously: "That's it, Xiaochi, I'll give you a few tomorrow, and you can take them back to your father." ”

Where can my dad afford such an expensive cigarette? He smoked a hookah. I politely refused, saying no.

But the next day, the lady still brought two big sublimations and one ninety-five honor, and shoehorned them into the vegetable blue of my bicycle when I got off work.

After a few more days, I was still standing at the counter, but I was on duty. Shadowing means going up until 10 o'clock in the evening. There were 11 people in the entire radio department, divided into two shifts. The minister is a twenty-four-five-year-old beauty, known as the beautiful phoenix, easy-going, and on the same shift as me. The other four people are the noble lady, the little dimple, Deng Qiong, and Huang Zhong.

On my third day on the job, Huang Zhong was transferred from the company to the radio department. He didn't put a good security captain right, but he wanted to be a salesman. He said that the security team was like a monk's temple, lifeless, and he liked the feeling of being stuck in a pile of women. He was embarrassed at the Lady Bar, but he was kind to me and even invited me to breakfast as if nothing had happened to us before. His open-mindedness made me ashamed.

Huang Zhong and the noblewoman often sat very close, and whenever they had free time, they flirted and scolded each other. Huang Zhong relied on his air superiority to often look down at the noble lady's chest, and the noble lady found out, not only was she not angry, but she also frowned at him.

Once, I even saw the lady specially pull the clothes on her chest, so that Huang Zhong could see it more clearly. I almost fainted. I really didn't see it, and I stayed away from them after that. But the lady is very good, and when she is tired of chatting with Huang Zhong, she has nothing to do, so she asks me this and that.

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