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The flood of disposable items not only reflects the great material abundance and prosperity of this society, but also reflects the general impetuous mentality of people under the fast-paced and high-intensity life pressure of modern society, and also reflects the self-centeredness of human beings, the greed for endless grabbing of large natural resources, and the irresponsible attitude of even if the flood is monstrous after my death.

Huangshi naturally doesn't want the society he leads to be like this, just like Song Meiling said, this is not Shi Chong and Wang Kai fighting for wealth, think about it, if this is the case, how many cheating behaviors have been caused by all kinds of fighting fathers, fighting godsons, and showing wealth on the Internet, and the most reckless godfathers have become .......

Since this is the case, Huangshi naturally attaches importance to it, so he packed up all those disposable things and replaced them with these sturdy and durable items, and at the same time decided that the industry he will develop in this world in the future must be recyclable and reusable.

Seeing Xiaohong coming over with a cup of tea poured over, Wen Desi hurriedly stood up from his seat, half-bowed and thanked, "Little Red girl, how dare you be, how dare you be." ”

Xiaohong smiled, didn't say anything, turned around and walked back towards the seat, and walked with a burst of incense.

Wen Desi twitched his nose and sniffed, this fragrance was different from the kind of flower water they used to use, and it was not the aroma of soap, but it smelled better, fresher, and more ...... It's more tempting, it seems to be there, and it seems to hook others to find it.

Looking at Xiaohong herself, not only does she seem to have become taller in the past 20 days, but her face has also become round and jade, and her hair, which was still a little dry and gray-brown, has also become black and beautiful, not to mention that her full red lips are as delicate as flowers in the garden.

"Death, death." Wen Desi clearly felt that something in his body was waking up, he didn't dare to look at it anymore, and he didn't dare to think about Xiaohong's appearance anymore, so he hurriedly closed his eyes, trying to calm down his heart that was about to move, this perfume ......, she was clearly the chief's forbidden belly, how dare she blaspheme blasphemy.

Xiaohong, who walked back to his seat, saw Wen Desi as if he was an old monk, his hands clasped in front of his lower abdomen, and there were words in his mouth, which was a little inexplicable, but his appearance was really ridiculous, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Wen Desi heard the voice like a little red and silver bell, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, so he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with difficulty, and scolded Jin Tashan and the others in his heart, why haven't they come for so long, do you really have to wait until he is ugly, how can it be good.

Because the setting of the waiting area is similar to that of a modern general manager's office, to the left of the inner door is Xiaohong's desk, and there are two chairs in front of the desk, which are for the people with whom she discusses work. To the right of the door is a circle of yellow rattan chairs, and in front of the rattan chairs is a coffee table with a glass top.

In the middle of the coffee table is a small square emerald green lattice tablecloth, on which is placed a yellow vase, the yellow vase is in a curved shape, very cute, there is a small frog in the vase, looking at the mouth of the bottle with a big mouth, the vase is now inserted with yellow roses, emitting an elegant and light fragrance.

So he sat in the circle of rattan chairs, waiting for the others to arrive. Because it was far away, Xiaohong couldn't hear what Wen Desi was talking about, and after looking at it and laughing, he stopped paying attention, but poor Wen Desi didn't know what to say, he thought that people were still staring at him, and he didn't dare to move, and he read the past in his heart, but the fragrance in his memory was tempting, which made him feel so uncomfortable.

The sound of "rustling" came from time to time in the quiet room, and after a while, Xiaohong also finished reading the documents, and became a little bored, and saw that Wen Desi over there was still sitting upright, so he raised his wrist with confidence, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Elegant, fragrant, profound, and vague, but the smell was unforgettable, so she opened the drawer of the desk, and carefully took out a rectangular glass bottle from it, which was very comfortable to hold, and it was full of golden liquid, and a small white and gold nozzle was fastened above the bottle, and then there was a transparent plastic lid covering it.

Holding the bottle and shaking slightly, the golden perfume rippled like water waves, and Xiaohong looked a little intoxicated. Last night, in addition to the things he gave them, he brought back these bottles of perfume.

After she and An Ruyi finished counting the items and came back to report to the chief, he conjured up this bottle of perfume, saying that it was a surprise for her.

Although she also gave Sister Song a bottle through her later, when she remembered that the chief gently pinched her earlobe, Xiaohong's face couldn't help but heat up again, as if it was like the hair that the chief gently blew across her neck yesterday, but she was a little embarrassed and resentful.

……

It was in this tent last night.

"What's the matter, does Hong'er have anything on her mind?" Huang Shi turned over and sat up on the cushion, Xiaohong quickly withdrew her hand, and her delicate little face couldn't help but be dyed with a hint of red.

Huang Shi didn't think much about teaching her these "massage techniques", but she was inevitably mentally tired when she ran around every day, and someone could relieve the pressure by pressing and pinching on the side, so he specially put a folding marching bed in his inner room, with a soft blanket on it, and sometimes he could take a break.

Because I was on the island during the day, I checked this and guided that, and at night, because I saw Song Meiling's situation, I specially ran back to modern times to run back and forth for a few hours before I prepared a dry of items. So when he wore it back again, he felt that his back hurt, as if he was carrying a big TV on his back to the seventh floor.

After giving Xiaohong a surprise, he taught her how to spray behind her ears, neck, wrists, inner elbows and other parts, because in this case, the fragrance will be more direct and the taste will be stronger. Of course, I also mentioned to her that you can also apply some on your chest in autumn and winter, which can add a little warmth.

At that time, because his attention was distracted by his body aches, he regarded Xiaohong as a modern urban white-collar worker, so he didn't notice anything wrong with his speech, and then after stretching his waist a few times, he still couldn't relieve his discomfort, so he had to tell Xiaohong to ask her to help massage it.

Huang Shi lay on the marching bed, pointing Xiaohong to press here and there, although her technique is still very jerky, and she can't grasp the strength well, sometimes pressing on the sore spot Huang Shi has to grin his teeth, but his little hands are slippery, and he naturally won't open his mouth to say anything accusatory when he takes advantage.

But massage is always inevitable skin kiss, although Xiaohong just positions herself as a girl, she thinks that sooner or later she will be the chief of his woman, after all, she is young, and she can't let go of her heart, especially when the chief ...... her just now, her intuition is shy and unspeakable, she doesn't dare to raise her head, and her pretty face is almost buried in her chest.

Looking at Xiaohong in front of the bed, he thought that he had just asked someone to smear perfume on his chest, and Huang Shi muttered in his heart, "Will Hong'er feel that she is too frivolous?" Although there were some quarrels in the past, it was always ambiguous. It's okay just now, look at the little girl who is ashamed, how she seems to have become the **** protagonist in those travel books. ”

Go, go, Huang Shi shook his head and took the loose wild horse back. Hong'er also came back to her senses from the shame, and when she saw Huang Shi shaking her head, she was shocked, thinking that she had done something wrong, which made the chief unhappy, so she hurriedly squatted down and rubbed Huang Shi's knees, legs, and belly, for fear that it would not be strong enough, so she increased the strength in her hands.

"Ahh......h Huang Shi grinned at Xiao Hong's rubbing, and hurriedly shouted out her next move.

"Yikes! I'm sorry, chief, I'm not ...... I ......" A pair of clear eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist, and I wanted to cry.

Huang Shi saw that he scared the little girl into crying, so he was about to reach out and wipe away her tears, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he put his hands on Hong'er's weak shoulders with the most sloppy back, "Hong'er, don't cry, I don't care, don't cry?" ”

“…… Well. ”

This sound was as thin as a gnat, and when he felt the chief's hand on his shoulder, he felt that his cheeks were hot, and the chief became more and more .......

Huang Shi saw that he had coaxed the little girl, his heart was relieved, and he lay down again, Hong'er's performance was all in his eyes, and he secretly said that the little girl was too thin-skinned, but he was Meng Lang again just now, so he wanted to find a topic to change it, so he said, "Hong'er, by the way, you seem to have something to ask me before." ”

After Xiaohong came back from the warehouse just now, it seemed that she had something to ask herself, but she was bent on giving her a surprise, but she was interrupted, and then she was massaged, so she forgot about this stubble, and now she remembered that she just asked.

"Chief, Sister Song is a little unwell, ...... You...... How do you know what things to prepare? After taking her mind, Xiaohong took a deep breath, and the last thing she said was Ai Ai, although she is now close to Sister Song like sisters, but there is always a sour feeling for what to do.

"Huh?!" Huang Shi didn't react for a while, so he heard Xiaohong say again, "Chief, Sister Song, she is also an old problem, and it has been like this for the past few years. ”

"Old problem?!" Huang Shi was stunned for a moment, but saw Xiaohong bowing her head again, her little hands twisting the corners of her clothes, and she was suddenly blessed with a smile, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to ask me, why do you know your sister Song...... Is she suffering from menstrual cramps? ”

"Chief, yes, how do you know the Dao?" Xiaohong raised her head to look at the two big eyes flashing, but saw that Huang Shi was still looking at her with a smile on his face, and hurriedly lowered his head, unable to speak.

"It's really embarrassing...... Xiaohong thought to herself, what's wrong with her, why can't she hide her thoughts, and other more embarrassing thoughts just now, will he also know the way.

"What to do with your head down, there's nothing embarrassing about it, your chief, I don't know not only about menstrual cramps, but also about you women...... What kind of menstrual cramps are yours? ”