Power and Wealth

“Let's drink to our deputy director, Rongsheng Xiaobin. ”

“Mm-hmm. Thank you, Aunt Xuan. ”

“Eat the vegetables and taste the five-flower meat stewed by your aunt. ”

“Whoo, that's hot, yummy. ”

“Then eat more, uh, and try another piece of fish. ”

After dinner, Dong Xuebin beat up a burp and watched the news on the sofa with Yunxuan Zhongtai. In the past, Dong Xuebin didn't watch much television. When he came to the university dormitory, there were no conditions. When he came to the house, he was poor. His whole mind was on working and earning money when he rested. Where was he free to pay attention to national matters? However, now that Dong Xuebin is a leader, his attitude naturally becomes different, and he feels it is necessary to pay more attention to political affairs. This is absolutely only good for his future development.

On television, a number of central leaders are discussing plans for housing transformation.

Yunxuan smiled and moaned: “We Xiaobin can always be on the news. ”

Dong Xuebin Yi, "I strive hard, strive for it as soon as possible. ”

“Auntie told you not to keep your eyes down.” Yin Yun Xuan softened Erlang's leg, but maybe he thought of wearing only a short silk suspender skirt today, then quickly retrieved his leg and put it together, pinched Dong Xuebin's nose on the side, “In the aunt's view, you can be the deputy director all fell out of the sky big pie, you have to cherish it, first sit still, don't rush to climb up, your bottom is too weak, your roots and seniority are not enough, you can't eat a fat man, understand? ”

Dong Xuebin slowly turned his head. “Understood, let me try not to make mistakes first. ”

“Yeah, it's not easy to be a leader, and relationships at all levels have to get a little bit better. ”

The news league is over, and the weather forecast begins after the ad.

Looking at it, Yunxuan twisted his neck and rubbed his shoulder, "Cooling tomorrow? Remember to wear more when you go out. ”

Dong Xuebin shouted and looked at her neck strangely. “Are you losing your cervical spine again? Were you tired of cooking? Hey, I told you I'd help you do it together. ”

“It's not that. It's the aunt's office. They're too busy to rest. ”

“Come on, sit right down. I'll squeeze your shoulders. ”

“Oh, no, just get some sleep. ”

“What are we doing here? Just shut up and sit down. ”

“Well... but last time you just finished pinching, why don't you scratch your aunt this time? ”

“OK." Dong Xuebin has been carefully thinking about Yunxuan's crooked ideas. It shouldn't be too far away to make money to open her company's dream. So now Dong Xuebin must try to be as fond of Aunt Xuan as possible, so as to ensure that she can promise to be her own girlfriend in the future. After grabbing the scraping oil and scraping the board, Dong Xuebin dripped a few drops of red oil into Aunt Xuan's neck, and then he scraped her very hard, "... Xuan, if you feel any pain in your neck in the future, you can tell me, scraping is fine, pinching your back is fine. This job is still out of the question. ”

Sitting on the sofa with his neck down, Yunxuan gave a warm smile, "Well, thanks. ”

“What else do we say thank you for cooking and washing clothes for me these past two months? I should also say thank you.” Dong Xuebin stood on the back of the sofa. From above, she looked at Aunt Xuan's slippery back neck. The suspender shirt on the chest in front of her was slightly wrinkled because of her low head. In the shadow, she screamed fleshly. The concave cleavage seemed to be able to see the bottom all at once. Dong Xuebin discovered this, his mind suddenly became hot, and the condition reflexively owed him a toe and pulled his neck forward and looked.

“... Bin, are you out? ”

Dong Xuebin snapped his neck quickly and coughed: “Out, oh, it's red enough. ”

Yin Yun Xuan rubbed her long hair down, "My left shoulder hurts the most, scratch there more. ”

“Okay... Oops, this side is awesome, it's all purple, are you in the wind? ”

“Perhaps the window wasn't tight when I slept that day. ”

Last time, Dong Xuebin squeezed her shoulders across the clothes to Aunt Xuan, but this time it was nothing. Her hands fell directly on her smooth back, and it felt naturally different. After he scratched his neck and upper half of his back, Dong Xuebin's right hand was already shaking tired and sore.

“Look tired, give it a rest.” Yunxuan grabbed his hand and rubbed it.

“It's okay. Are you feeling better? ”

“Well, the neck is much faster than just now. ”

Dong Xuebin felt that his performance should be able to add points to Aunt Xuan's heart. It may not be much, but it's better than nothing. Everything can change from quantity to quality only after accumulating months. Eighty percent of emotions are no exception. Looking at Yunxuan rubbing his hand, Dong Xuebin felt the temperature of Aunt Xuan's fine hand. He couldn't help but ask himself a few questions. Is this a help? Well, obviously not, huh? When are you going to have a day of shopping with Aunt Xuan?

The question is again, does Aunt Xuan like herself or not?

At the hospital's second confession, Dong Xuebin asked whether she would consider falling in love with herself if the company's wish was fulfilled. At that time, Aunt Xuan did not answer, but avoided the question with a very ambiguous attitude. Cough, to understand that she liked herself but was embarrassed to answer because of the woman's insignificance... not that she could not, but that she didn't actually like herself but that it was not easy to get in the way of her face. It was not that she couldn't do it directly.

Like it or not?

You don't like it?

Which one is it? Or is it the edge of likes and dislikes?

Yunxuan let go of his hand and laughed: “All right, watch TV for yourself, Auntie, go and soak the beans. Tomorrow morning we'll make bean porridge. ”

On TV, the music of a series of dramas plays, and the melody plays smoothly.

Dong Xuebin suddenly felt that the atmosphere was good. He blinked his eyes. He dared to grab her with his hands towards Aunt Xuan Xu's hand slowly. He wanted to see if she would let herself hold hands. If she did not hide, it would mean that Aunt Xuan liked herself. If she hid, it would mean... Cough, can't assert it, if she hid, it would mean nothing.

Half a second...

One second…

Dong Xuebin pinched her five fingers and waited with anticipation for Aunt Xuan to react.

As a result, Yunxuan looked at him with a slight glimpse. He flew away and shrunk his hand. "Why? Not big or small! Did you get beat up? ”

Hide!

He's still hiding!

Dong Xuebin cried tearlessly and read his voice back.

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“... Auntie goes to soak the beans and we'll make porridge in the morning. ”

“Well, put some more barley rice in it, I kind of like that. ”

“Okay.”

Comrade Dong Xuebin!

You have to work hard!

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