Yu Tingchuan gave Lao Zhao a yellow envelope.
Section 25
The envelope is very thick. Song Qingcheng guessed that it should be a bonus for Lao Zhao.
Sure enough, Lao Zhao got up and shirked that the salary and year-end bonus were settled in the company a few days ago, and I can’t accept this anymore.
Yu Tingchuan said, Take it and there is not much.
Lao Zhao also wants to refuse Yu Tingchuan to directly put the envelope into his coat pocket to pack up and go home early to catch dinner.
… Lao Zhao was a little difficult at the moment.
Song Qingcheng sofa said, Take it, Master Zhao, for the Chinese New Year. Don’t save money for your boss. Local tyrants like him will be beaten, criticized and divided up before they put it aside.
The second half of the sentence was uttered by her with ironic ingredients.
YuTingChuan look at her eyes like holding the smile.
Song Qingcheng looked back at him openly as if to ask, Am I wrong?
This time, Lao Zhao didn’t turn it away.
Wait until Lao Zhao leaves Yutingchuan and sits next to Song Qingcheng. Where did you learn all those fallacies?
Song Qingcheng knew what he meant by holding a pillow in his arms to explain that high school history class was written in vain to fight local tyrants and divide fields. She said that there is still a landlord and a little wife to sleep until Yulin City is a female student
Is that what the history teacher taught you? Yu Tingchuan began to ask
Well … he also warned us that the capitalists are vampires and drain the hard-earned money of the poor people, and all of them are fake good people and really wicked people.
Yu Tingchuan looked at her in a serious way and said that it was very gentle to put his hand around her waist and whisper in her male voice. I think the people in this family have gone against the sky, not only no matter who teaches them to drain, no one can tell clearly.
Song city slightly tilted to avoid him brushed his cheek snorting.
Her auricle is a little hot.
Now it is the common people in the new society who are the masters.
Yu Tingchuan hugged her and didn’t let go of the man’s bridge of the nose. Her fair skin touched and showed intimacy. You should have a headache when you look at the tartar people’s assets. Say that you set out to break her off lightly. Turn around and let me have a good look.
Song Qingcheng took the words and went back softly. Do you still look at my headache?
Having said that, turn your head around.
Yu Tingchuan said, It may be a headache and addiction.
Song city slightly bent lip a pair of don’t care about your generosity, then some can’t help leaning over to kiss Yutingchuan Yutingchuan conveniently to arm follow 
around her waist.
Yutingchuan kiss often gives Song Qingcheng a feeling of sureness and reassurance.
Even the moment of forgetfulness will not make her feel oppressive.
Mixed with Yu Tingchuan’s familiar masculinity haunts her nose and mouth.
Occasionally, she is kissed and wants more ability to respond.
In addition to their gradual shortness of breath, there are subtle movements of spitting.
Halfway through the kiss, Song Qingcheng suddenly thought of something that was going to happen, but Yu Tingchuan took hold of him. His tone was unusual and he seemed to have long been used to her. What are you going to do when the horse goes out for dinner?
I dried the blanket, and the rattan chair on the balcony on the second floor is now the sun mountain.
Said the whole song some lazy to go out late? But I want to stay at home.
Yu Tingchuan asked slowly, What are you going to eat at home?
Aunt Gong doesn’t have anyone to buy food at home.
Song Qingcheng thought of a way then you go out to eat and help me pack some back
This proposal was finally rejected by Yu Tingchuan.
It’s the Spring Festival holiday these days, and even the takeout has stopped.
Song Qingcheng didn’t want to go out and Yutingchuan didn’t force her to go to the refrigerator and get a dinner with leftover ingredients.
Responsible for cooking is naturally a boss.