The little guy in the room was stirring millet porridge sullenly, and when he saw Ye Zhiyuan coming in, he glanced up at him and lowered his head again. The whole person looks cowardly.

The corners of Ye Zhiyuan's tightly pursed mouth were a little loose, he straightened out his expression, and walked up to Zhou Xuan with a smile on his legs: "Why, didn't you shout to eat the food made by Secretary Li before?" ”

The teasing meaning in his tone was obvious. Zhou Xuan heard this, and raised his head indignantly: "I'm a man!" Authentic man! If you are a man, you have to eat white rice that fills your stomach! "It's best to pair it with a bottle of sake, a mouthful of meat, a mouthful of sake, and a mouthful of white rice. The juice of the meat, the fragrance of the wine, and the softness of the rice and the taste of the rice slowly seep in the mouth, not to mention how pleasant it is!

Of course, he just dared to think about it, he still remembered the uncomfortable feeling a few days ago, and he didn't dare to joke with himself again.

Just looking at the green vegetables in front of him like feeding rabbits and the few pitiful shredded meats, Zhou Xuan flipped over and poked the porridge in the bowl vigorously, wishing that he could poke out something delicious.

Ye Zhiyuan didn't know how he related men to rice, but seeing his aggrieved little appearance as if he had been abused, he raised his eyebrows, and scooped up a spoonful of porridge with Zhou Xuan's hand and tasted it.

Well, the taste is still good. No wonder the little guy has been thinking about Li Wei's craftsmanship.

"It tastes good." Ye Zhiyuan licked the corner of his mouth. The eyes with deep meaning seem to be bottomless.

"Hmm......" After a moment of stunnedness, his chin was pinched by Ye Zhiyuan, his breath was close, and a mouthful of warm porridge crossed directly into his mouth, and Zhou Xuan unconsciously tilted his head back. The Adam's apple rolled, and by the time Ye Zhiyuan retreated, his eyes were already misty.

"You're a picky eater." Ye Zhiyuan wiped the porridge stains on the corner of his mouth, and looked at him with a half-propped face: "Or do you want to eat if you don't feed it?" ”

Zhou Xuan's face flushed: "Fart! He glared at him viciously, and hurriedly buried his head and drank porridge.

He was actually molested like this?!

His face was red and white, and it took a long time for Zhou Xuan to find his voice: "Why did you come back so early?" ”

"I have to feed my little Xuanxuan."

"Shut up!" Zhou Xuan was annoyed and angry.

Ye Zhiyuan pouted with a smile, forget it, the little guy will change the topic with him: "You just got discharged from the hospital, I'm worried that of course you have to come back." ”

Zhou Xuan was stunned, looked at Ye Zhiyuan blankly for a few seconds, and then lowered his head and sandwiched a few pieces of pickles. It's really like he's a kid to coax it. In the hospital, he didn't necessarily come to see him, saying that he was worried or not.

Zhou Xuan wiped his mouth and pushed away the bowl: "I'm full." ”

……

Zhou Xuan studied business administration. This profession sounds good, but in fact, if you are not an executive, the word management has nothing to do with them at all.

The mentor gave him an internship opportunity, saying that if he did well, he would become a regular. The salary is quite generous, Zhou Xuan thought about it and agreed.

It wasn't until he actually entered the workplace that he realized how naïve his previous ideas were.

Because he was an intern, he was bullied everywhere. The so-called veteran staff relied on their own work for a few more years, and stuffed their work into him in disguise, in the name of "teaching new people." ”

After Zhou Xuan completed his task, he had to work overtime for the extra work they provided.

"Xiao Zhou, then this report will trouble you."

Zhou Xuan raised his head from the computer screen: "I know." ”

It's always patient at first. Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth and thought.

A company is like a small society, and people who have been together for a long time will naturally "collude" with each other to form different small gangs with temporary common interests. But once that interest is broken, the relationship appears fragile.

Of course, Zhou Xuan is not a soft persimmon, and he is kneaded by others.

"Xiao Zhou, how did you write this report so simply." A female colleague slapped the report directly on Zhou Xuan's stage, saying it very politely, but her face was not the same. Apparently just got back.

"Why are young people so frizzy! I praised you the other day. ”

"Huh?" Zhou Xuan innocently picked up the report, raised his head innocently, blinked innocently, and showed a look of embarrassment on his face: "However, Sister Liu said that this report is not important, just write it casually." Her project was tricky......"

Before Zhou Xuan could finish speaking, the female colleague's face had become gloomy. After a long while, she picked up the report and smiled reluctantly: "I know, Xiao Zhou." Since it's such a simple report, I'll write it myself. ”

"Sister Li, I didn't mean that......"

"I know, you work hard." Sister Li patted him on the shoulder. Okay, I didn't expect that Xiao Liu's guy usually looked at the smiling Mimi, but it turned out to be a smiling tiger.

After Zhou Xuan and the others left, he couldn't hide his smile and sent a message: "Haha, the hair of the old aunt who squeezed me was angry stood up~"

Lan Nan on the other end glanced at the text message sent by Zhou Xuan and replied: "Boring." ”

……

Zhou Xuan jumped back when he went home. He has already started his work, but he has no connections (gangs), so he can only pretend to be stupid to establish his own network.

It was rare to get home from work on time, and I saw Ye Zhiyuan wearing casual clothes watching financial news on the sofa, Zhou Xuan jumped up, nestled directly into the man's arms, rubbed in his arms, and kissed him a few times on the face.

"So early today?" Ye Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and pressed Zhou Xuan's little head moving around.

"Hmm......" Zhou Xuan blinked, his fingertips rubbed on the man's lips, and when he got closer, he imprinted a kiss like a dragonfly.

Ye Zhiyuan couldn't watch TV anymore when he was disturbed, so he simply picked up Zhou Xuan and chuckled: "Do you want to take a bath?" ”

Zhou Xuan glanced at the nanny in the kitchen, patted him on the shoulder, and motioned for him to let him down. He was still embarrassed to have others.

"It's okay, she'll leave by herself after cooking."

With that, he carried the person directly into the bathroom.