When I arrived downstairs at the company, parked the car, and Xu Tezhu took the ramen and sat on the VIP president elevator.

The elevator door opened, and Jun Mohan was still in front of the computer to deal with work, without even lifting his eyelids.

In his world, except for work and fitness, he has never had other hobbies, and Xu Tezhu is used to accompanying him to live this monotonous and boring life.

Strode over and put one of the noodles in front of him, "President, the noodles are here." ”

"Hmm!" Responding lightly, he put down the pen in his hand, moved his face in front of him, and saw Xu Tezhu standing there and stopped, he lifted his eyelids and said, "Put on sunglasses and talk to me, give you a minute." ”

Xu Tezhu pursed his mouth, then took out his glasses from his trouser pocket and put them on, and brought himself a chair to sit down by the way, "Who do you guess I saw when I bought noodles just now?" ”

Jun Mohan lifted the lid, a fragrance came to his nose, and said casually: "Who?" ”

"Sister-in-law! Your wife. ”

Jun Mohan lowered his head, "Her business has nothing to do with me. ”

"Madame is also eating noodles with friends outside."

He casually asked, "Male or female?"

Xu Tezhu smiled, with an ambiguous smile, "Mr. Jun, are you jealous?" ”

"Bastard thing, I'm just afraid that this woman will mess around behind my back, ruin my reputation, and affect the reputation of the group."

Xu Tezhu didn't dare to refute, he felt that this president was not close to people, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Wen Wen in his heart, and secretly glad that he was a man, otherwise if he was taken by this evil president, he would definitely die young.

He muttered in a low voice, "Aren't you secretly married? The reputation of the group does not matter. ”

As soon as he said this, Jun Mohan's eyes shot over, like popsicles in the snow in the northeast, sharp.

Xu Tezhu instantly broke out in a cold sweat, so he had to smile, "Wrong, wrong, I'll shut up." ”

When the words fell, he stood up and flashed.

......

After eating noodles, Wen Wen and Xiao Han bought mineral water and walked towards KTV.

Warm until twelve o'clock in the evening to get off work, I wanted to sleep in the dormitory, but remembering her married status, she still walked out, outside the store are small yellow cars, casually swept a ride.

Although it was very late, their shop was in the downtown area, and there were still people at the barbecue stalls on the roadside at the moment, and the lights were bright, so they didn't feel afraid.

The car walked steadily towards home, and a sense of belonging made her feel very unreal.

After more than ten minutes, she parked her car outside the community and walked into the Jingdu community.

Pushing the door in, the living room was brightly lit, and the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

At this moment, Jun Mohan opened the bathroom door and came out.

Wen Wen subconsciously looked up, only to see that he was wearing shorts, short-sleeved shirt, his hair was still dripping, he was about to wipe his hair, and the bath towel covered the lower half of his face.

Before Wen Wen could speak, Jun Mohan had already pouted his ass and ran into the bathroom, which was already tall, and he accidentally hit the door with his forehead and almost fell.

Wen Wen couldn't help but laugh at his funny appearance, afraid that he would hear it, so she covered her mouth.

Jun Mohan was stunned, looking at his smooth face in the mirror, his heart was uneasy, and he tried hard to think about whether she had seen him just now.

After thinking for a long time, he was sure she didn't see it.

Only then did he glue the scar on his beard and walked out calmly.

The woman in the living room was still standing where she was, looking down at her old old machine, her face looking haggard under the crystal lamp, and her coat had been taken off, revealing her smooth and white arms.

"You ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he met her big eyes, looked at him roundly, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing at what he had just done.

Jun Mohan scratched his wet hair a little uncomfortably, and then said in a deep voice: "There was no sound when I came back, and I didn't know that I thought there was a thief at home." ”

Wen Wen glanced at the room and agreed, "Don't worry, there is nothing at home, and thieves can't look at it, not to mention your appearance, no one dares to get close." ”

Jun Mohan: "......"

He was speechless, and slandered in his heart, this woman disliked him for being poor and disgusted with him for being ugly.

Seeing that he was leaving, Wen Wen hurriedly called, "Uncle, wait." ”

She turned to the shoe closet, took off her canvas bag, rummaged through it, and at first looked a little anxious, until she took out a piece of paper, and then began to ease up, and walked over with a smile.

The paper in his hand shook in front of his eyes.

"What is this?"

"I'm off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I've already made a list to buy furniture, do you have time?"

Jun Mohan was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

His voice was still very cold, as if there was no superfluous expression on his face, and the shelf of a leader made Wen Wen very uncomfortable.

"That's good! I'll call you tomorrow morning," Wen Wen replied casually.

Jun Mohan walked past her and took the bath towel to the balcony, hung the bath towel on the drying rack to dry, and then smoothed his hair, then walked in and said lightly.

"It's not too early, rest early."

The words fell, and before he could respond warmly, he had already entered the room directly, locked the door behind him, and cut off the view from the outside.

"It's so cold, no wonder grandma said he was withdrawn."

Wen Wen rubbed his sore neck and was about to go into the bathroom to wash his face and feet to sleep, when he heard the sound of the door opening just two steps.

"By the way, remember to disinfect the toilet with alcohol after you go to the toilet, wipe the sink clean, try not to splash the water in my cup, by the way, don't take the toothbrush wrong."

The corners of Wenwen's mouth twitched, and there were many needles.

"Bang!" With a bang, the door was slammed shut again.

Wen Wen was given a headache by his cleanliness problem, but he had to endure it, who let her live in the house he lived.

It's already good for people to help her mother heal her illness and provide her with food and shelter, and she hasn't been asked to do things between husband and wife, she is already grateful, so naturally she doesn't have too many ideas.

After washing, she disinfected the toilet with disinfectant and wiped the sink again before going to sleep.

As soon as she closed the door, she heard the door open next door, then entered the bathroom, and then came out again.

Wen knows that this guy must go to check whether the toilet is disinfected.

Tired lying on the bed, snoring and sleeping.

Early the next morning, the two went downstairs without breakfast, ready to purchase, in the narrow space of the elevator, there were only the two of them, and the two of them didn't say a word throughout the whole process, embarrassed to let Wen Wen lower his head and bite his lip.

I wanted to speak, but I swallowed it in the end.

Jun Mohan's gaze fell on himself in the elevator mirror.

That beard, that scar, it's really a bit crazy, I knew that the props were good-looking, and I wouldn't be unable to take them out.