Chinese Almanac Master

Two days after the shock day, the tired enough Xiaonan candle stayed at home and didn't go out. Zhang Lai tried to ask him out for a drink, but he refused. The internet is worth your collection of lwxs520. He may have said so before. After all, the last time the handsome guy he was still a little interested in sent him a few explicit hints, but since he temporarily asked the question on New Year's Eve, he seemed to have suddenly lost interest in this area. On the contrary, he thought about it a little bit, but he was very upset.

“New Year's Eve, you like me? ”

“ …… ”

After Xiao Nan asked the question the other day, he didn't say a word on New Year's Eve, but rather than saying he didn't want to answer, he didn't know how to answer.

Because after hearing this, this vegetarian calamity suddenly twisted, and the palms hidden in the sleeves began to grip.

Those who have been bothering him, the one-sided desire for Xiao Nan candle, the readings began to fill his mind, obviously his previous general repression seemed useless, he is constantly thinking about Xiao Nan candle on New Year's Eve feared to be known, but in front of Xiao Nan candle was thus ruthlessly exposed or let him suddenly feel a little selfless.

He felt shameless and despicable, carrying such evil thoughts towards a man who knew nothing, watched his every move at all times, and at first sight he was dangerous but impatient. Such a situation had never happened to him on New Year's Eve, so he was more of a panic than nervous and helpless.

Fearing that he would suddenly lose control of himself, he used shameless means to humiliate Xiao Nan candle, after all, the master's body was so good, he just wanted to be a little distracted, but the clear understanding of the right to let New Year's Eve know it was wrong, he didn't want to offend Xiaonan candle, let alone hurt anyone, even if he could always be understood by people of kindness, but that did not mean that he could do such excessive actions over and over again.

Thinking like this, New Year's Eve trembled and closed his reddish eyes, his heart turned a thousand turns for a time, but nothing revealed the secret love rejoicing relief, because only the accompanying feeling of intense guilt for his deformed distorted psyche, and after finally restraining the heart surge of shuddering/rethinking, he slowly lifted his bright red tail, and then stared Xiaonan candle with a stiff eye to death, like looking at him as if to tear off all the flesh on his face, for half a day to mumble,

“I don't know, master… I don't know. ”

It seems like a naive child's inexplicable answer. As a god born in the New Year's Eve, Ming was born with the most glorious colors in heaven and earth, but the mind seems to be the simplest blank paper is generally intolerable to stain people's fingers. He still does so every time he gets dirty, and Xiao Nan candle of the sight can't help frowning, silence for a while before some helplessly lit up the cigarette that was not lit in his hand for half a day, took a deep inhalation. This is the way,

“Never mind, don't know if you don't know...”

Speaking this obvious language, Xiao Nan candle himself is still a little missed, but he can't continue to force New Year's Eve to answer his own questions with his thick face, he can only just pretend that nothing happened.

But the thunderous scene still filled him with an unspeakable emotion for the whole New Year's Eve. Xiao Nan's heart was both grateful and pitiful. He couldn't help but force him to do anything on New Year's Eve. Because he was shocked at the kid's terrible work mistake that night, he finally had to touch the black and burn his back all over New Year's Eve. When this was done, Xiao Nan's heart couldn't help but wake up bitterness.

Weak cell phone lights on that pale spine, Xiaonan candles let New Year's Eve fall down on his bed and lay on his own knees, which should be a normal thing, besides, Xiaonan candles had not helped others with the wounds before, but when his fingertips touched his bloody pale flesh with a strong skin color difference with ordinary people, Xiaonan candles still unconsciously messed up breathing.

New Year's Eve just lay there quietly, it was a weak, gentle and provoking gesture of abuse/abuse/desire, which was a strange contrast to the way he had always been shady and brutal, in contrast to his soft attitude towards the beast of the year and Spring Festival. But if he is a normal man, it is difficult to resist such temptation, not to mention Xiao Nan Candlebook is not the kind of person who suppresses himself. Naturally, he can't help but remember, but his heart really understands that some things cannot cross the border, so after closing his eyes and pressing down some strange thoughts, he still concentrated on picking up the blood marks that have already condensed on New Year's Eve.

In this state, Xiaonan candle still couldn't bear to lighten the motion, maybe the New Year's Eve wound was really too many and terrible, so he was always afraid to hurt him, but what he didn't know was that such a wound was really bad for New Year's Eve, how many times before he was sneaked away to torture the flesh and blood when he was blurred, let alone in this case, so from the beginning he was just silent let Xiaonan candle touch him like touching a piece of porcelain carefully, and maybe a man was too single for a long time, so after Xiaonan candle couldn't easily blow away both New Year's Eve and shock and rest himself, he didn't sleep well.

The things in the dream were so messy, Xiao Nan candle remembered to be upset, he would only be able to think of a person in his dreams when he was fourteen or five years old, but now the more he really lived, so when he waited for seventeen years to work, he couldn't open his eyes, and Xiao Nan candle, who was not in a good mood, was in a very sleepy sentence today, so he rested and sent this diligent and sincere calendar to work.

By the afternoon, he remembered that Peng Dong had called him as well, and when he was half asleep and half awake, Xiao Nan Candle simply chatted with him and gave him his home address. Peng Dong's own unit was busy, so he arranged to come and sit at his house next week, and when he woke up after not letting all the guests sleep for two days in Xiaonan's candle, the crippled man who curled up like a stray dog in bed could not tell the difference between day and night.

“Well... is it still seventeen...”

With his eyes closed and muttering to himself, Xiao Nan candles with messy hair struck the phone from the bedside table and consciously opened the Weibo interface and looked at the time. He found himself sleeping directly the previous day, and today it is already March 8, International Women's Day.

Huang Li Teacher Xiao:

Today is the 8th of March A.D., Feb. 18 of the Lunar calendar, it is appropriate to sacrifice, marry, son-in-law, bury; cultivate, create, cook, enter the house. On March 8, 1909, the first feminist outbreak erupted in Chicago, USA □ □, and since then, International Women's Day 38 began to spread around the globe, and I would like to say a happy holiday to all of today's female compatriots = 3 =

Standing in the bathroom brushing his teeth while issuing this microblog, Xiaonan candle has so far maintained the habit of sending a yellow calendar microblog every day, so this popular circle he asked a lot of questions, because he was busy this day, so he never had time to take care of the questions of these enthusiastic internet friends, when he bit the toothbrush and poked it open to see, some strange questions appeared accordingly.

Zhang Xiaobai is also eating dirt today:

Huang Calendar Xiao Nan Candle Calendar begged to turn the cards!\ (^ o ^)/~ When I was a child, my grandmother asked me to stand at the corner of the wall on the fourth day to wipe my eyes with a clothes horn, saying that it would be good to wipe red eyes. At that time, I don't remember whether it really worked or not. Is there any scientific basis for this?

He picked such a prominent question, Xiaonan candle seemed to have difficulty, but he didn't really answer other people's questions seriously, so after forwarding the question girl's tweet, he tapped a few words and added the expression of adoration to send out the smoothness.

Huang Li Teacher Xiao:

There is no scientific basis, but it does work ~ By the way, standing at the corner of the wall can wipe your eyes, but you can't wipe more, otherwise you wipe the bad luck on your eyes and wipe off your vitality, then what you see in the future is not good ~\ (≥ ≤)/~

Leaving a long sentence behind, Xiao Nan put his phone on a wet sink without taking care of the message from the people below. His intention was just a kind reminder, but it was enough to get people hung up for twelve points of curiosity.

Today, there are many people on the Internet, and Xiao Nan candles receive a lot of personal messages on Weibo every day, and there are naturally many people who are willing to come to the door at a good price. These people also started out with the idea of walking away and trying, but after seeing the professionalism and reliability of Xiaonan candle through the Internet, they were naturally willing to pay for it, which naturally added a lot of extra income to Xiaonan candle, so he took a few more orders for the door-to-door business.

He happened to be mentally ill in the morning. In order to cope with his afternoon job, Xiao Nan's candle caught a smoke and stayed for a while. He thought that he might as well take a shower and wake up.

But when he slowly took off his top jeans and only a slit of pants stood by the tub to prepare the water heater, the bathroom door behind him suddenly opened with a cold wind, followed by the voice of a woman who sounded like a jerk in his ear.

“Yo, nice ass ~”

Xiao Nan candle: “...”

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Women's Day is an emerging festival that has only appeared in the annual calendar in recent decades. Like Valentine's Day, she is rooted in Chinese culture today. Compared with the popularity of Valentine's Day, the significance of Women's Day 38 may be closer to that of Labor Day, Children's Day and other festivals for the general population. Since it represents a blessing for all women, it is usually a gift from an adult woman around her to express her condolences and blessings.

Unfortunately, such a festival unfortunately does not allow for a holiday, even if it is in itself a commemoration of feminist rights for all women, a day on which many of the busy working women still do not have a brief day of rest, living in housework and life for many years. Even in this era of gender equality, where women have more and more space, the festival still does not receive much attention, and as a purely feminine festival, the calendar of the day is naturally a true beauty.

Xiao Nan's candles did not actually have any direct contact with Women's Day until then, the only time was the hazy picture of the waitress dressing that he left on his calendar painting without grass before work. But now that we do see it, Xiaonan candle is somewhat unsure if the women's festival she saw before is all her own hallucinations, and the reason is that... the one in front of her painted big red lips, dressed like a rock 'n' roll sky calendar goddess doesn't look like the one he saw before.

“Hey, I said Woman's Day, didn't you wear ancient clothes before? ”

“Well, yeah, but I wasn't walking the vintage ethnic style that time, the Han suit is nice to wear occasionally, but I get tired of wearing it every day... Eh, so I remember, that night I was removing makeup, and then Xiao Xiao/younger brother/younger brother, you were out peeking at me right hahahaha...”

So he couldn't help laughing, and the women's day was clearly set out to tease him so that Xiao Nan candle instantly didn't say anything. For the first time, he was called this name by a woman. He felt a little helpless, but he had to take it off with a hard scalp. However, Women's Day was quite amusing to him. Seeing him eat like a fool, he instantly came into interest. After weighing up and down a circle and wearing it neatly at this moment, it looked like a serious Xiaonan candle, Women's Day leaned against the couch to play with Xiaonan candle lighter, suddenly winking at him,

“Master, have you thought about our arrangements for today? I can't wait to send holiday greetings and blessings to all my female friends...”

“Well, what do you want to do? In the afternoon, two guests come to the door and ask about the date of the divorce, one for the date of the wedding, nothing happens in the morning, you can do whatever you want...”

He lowered his head with his cell phone, Xiao Nan candle with a cigarette so casually asked. In fact, he didn't expect women to save energy to make any constructive suggestions. After all, so many festivals had come to work before, at best, to help him kill the monster and hit him, but he obviously underestimated the idea of this beautiful woman, because soon, on Women's Day, he patted him on the shoulder with a rather exciting look, and then compared him with a gesture with anticipation.

“Well, since there's nothing to do, let's find something to do! You can't just give it to our modern woman on March 8th! We're going to send some warmth to some of the best women of ancient times! Ms Wu Zetian is from a few years BC! Let's go now!! ”

Xiao Nan candle: “... what the hell!! ”

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