The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2375 Enough food and clothing
However, the magician really has no capital to bark now. Compared with the mental state of the old man after being squeezed dry by the young lady, the old man is embarrassed to say that he is a walking corpse or a dry bone in a grave. How can it be described with just one word? Even the garrison personnel in the bunker were shocked.

"what?"

"Hey, hey, even his eyes are black!"

"Wow, why is Teacher Cang like this? I'm going to go to the neighborhood committee to report her. I want to sue her. This is domestic violence. Even if you get something delicious, you can't keep eating it. I feel so sorry for her!"

"Can he replace him?"

"Sima Zhaojun?"

The news of Rao Qifang's return was like pouring C800 concrete, the same material used in the base's matrix before the prayer, into the clay-footed giant of the base. The comfort and pleasure were so great that it extended from the top of the head to the bottom of the hips.

"I'm back! I'm finally back! You're really my ancestors! You're all my living ancestors!" Feng Yuanqing, who had been tortured by a bunch of people and whose nerves were about to develop organic diseases, breathed a sigh of relief. He slumped weakly in his chair for several minutes, pointed at the desk and said viciously to the secretary girl: "Hot pot!"

"What?"

"It's this table. I'm going to make a hot pot on it. I'm going to use these crappy documents to cook!"

"Oh oh." Facing Feng Yuanqing's worrying mental state, the intern secretary who had just taken office for less than three months trembled, holding a thick stack of documents and backing away in her high heels: "Boss, then... do you want clear soup or red soup?"

"It's a bit bland, but black seems to be good too." Feng Yuanqing raised his head silently. His eyes, which hadn't slept for a few days, and the dark circles under his eyes were as unpredictable as the abyss. He was already offline, staring blankly at the secretary's long legs, which were as white as jade: "Hmm, red soup, red soup!"

The secretary jumped away like a frightened rabbit. Feng Yuanqing pinched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed. He picked up the phone and dialed: "What's the origin of Ms. Rabbit?"

"Rabbit? Ah! Jiang Tutu? Tutu really wears rabbit ears to work? Goose, goose, goose!" It was a woman's voice on the other end of the line, mixed with the sound of a baby crying: "How is it, boss? Is the strong man I recruited for you a top-notch one? A little silly, but pretty, young, and sensible. But he is old now and can't serve you well, boss. You haven't mentioned letting him go back to work recently!"

Feng Yuanqing said coldly: "You are thirty-nine this year! Your baby is three months old! What kind of a class are you in? Is this a banana plantation? Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'm hanging up now!"

"Husband? Husband! Damn it! Where's my breast pump? Hurry up! It's all coming out! Are you blind?" There was a fierce roar from the other end of the phone, and then the voice switched seamlessly, sweet and penetrating: "But boss, it seems that you are the one who called them, right?"

Feng Yuanqing's face turned green: "Psycho! I'm dead!"

"Hey, hey, why are you in such a hurry? Hiss, it hurts, you bastard, be gentle!" There was a series of slaps. "Tu Tu, Tu Tu is my best friend's younger sister, be gentle, don't scare the little girl, you act like the judge of the King of Hell all day long, boss, you don't think that besides an old woman like me, there are other women who are blind and better than this cold-faced boss, right? Little girls nowadays are picky, they won't fall for your tricks, you know!"

"Bye!!"

"Boss, when will they come back to work?"

"tomorrow!"

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It seems that his former secretary is not on maternity leave, but is just a liar. She is really capable at work, but she is also a nagging person. It seems that she will be back soon, so why not give her a few more months? Feng Yuanqing is really afraid that this old woman will breastfeed without any equipment in his office!
"Boss, my baby is leaking milk, can you get me some tissues~"

"Boss, I have work to do and can't leave. Change the baby's diaper!"

"Boss, are you hungry?"

Feng Yuanqing, whose thoughts were gradually drifting away, suddenly woke up with a start and asked with wide eyes, "What did you just say?"

Jiang Tu timidly carried a huge bag and said, "Boss, have you waited long? Are you hungry?"

"No?" Feng Yuanqing stood up to pick up something, and suddenly froze for a moment. He calmly turned his eyes away from Ms. Rabbit's polished legs: "The office is a bit hot, I'll open the door!"

Jiang Tu blinked her big eyes and pointed at the bag on the ground: "But, I hid myself before coming in. There are many people working overtime outside. Would it be bad to see you eating hot pot in the office?"

"Well, turn on the air conditioner to change the air!"

Feng Yuanqing tried to ignite the charcoal with a pile of document papers, putting them in one after another with a focused look, as if he was doing a lifelong career. The smell of the papers was very unpleasant, but Feng Yuanqing felt refreshed.

"It's crazy. It's really crazy."

Jiang Tu stood by the sink, leaning over and washing the leaves one by one. Her heels were high, her legs were long, and her back was a little shaky. There were two round red edges between her white hot pot apron and black stockings. Her legs were stretched so tight that they were almost sitting like a duck. A double-flavored hot pot, half of it was red soup, and the other half was also red soup.

The thick red sour soup base exudes a charming rich sour aroma, which is interwoven with the red spicy flavor on the other side to create a wonderful appetite, as if one side is a traditional Chinese painting, which is figurative and freehand, and the other side is an oil painting, which is transparent and three-dimensional.

"Rabbit cough. That little Jiang."

"I do not go!"

".Let's eat!"

"Ah? Oh!" Jiang Tu silently ate the meat with his chopsticks. After a long pause, he suddenly added stubbornly, "It took a lot of effort to get here on loan! I won't leave!"

"Xiao Jiang, your sister Hongcui's maternity leave is about to end, and your company is anxious to ask me for someone else. What do you think?" Feng Yuanqing coughed and said, "You have excellent work ability. If you are seconded to me for too long, it will affect your career. Besides..."

"Pfft!"

The sound of opening a can of beer was sharp, and cold white foam gushed out, wetting her legs. Jiang Cha glared at Feng Yuanqing, then got up and left.

"return!"

"Humph~"

"sit down!"

"Oh!"

"Take it off!"

"what?"

Jiang Tu's pupils dilated, she pouted and kicked off her high heels. After a while of reaction, she put on a very tough expression and started to roll up her wet stockings.

Feng Yuanqing suddenly realized that something was wrong. Something was still wrong. She was not wearing stockings when she went out, and she put them on when she came in. When she went out again, they were gone. How would those bastards outside look at me?

"There's a bathroom there, go ahead, forget it, just wipe it!"

“You bully me!!”

The storm came suddenly, Feng Yuanqing was stunned and panicked: "It's not. You. I. This."

Jiang Tu raised her head with tears in her eyes, "My dad's public office is not lower than yours, and he doesn't want anything from you. I'm already like this, what else do you want from him? I came here for you, otherwise who would come to such a thankless job where you don't even have time to sleep? You bully me, you just bully me, you don't even look at me, you scold me every day, you have no taste, you have no aesthetics, you are bullshit, and now you want to drive me away, wow, are you a human being?"

Feng Yuanqing's brain was rusted from jumping around in this base all day long. What kind of people did he usually deal with? Big guys armed to the teeth and foreigners with ill intentions. He had never seen such a scene of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. His mind was in a daze and he covered the girl's mouth with his hand: "No, no, no, don't cry, it's not a good influence. What the hell is this, Xiao Jiang, no, little ancestor, calm down first, okay!"

Jiang Tu suddenly stopped crying, raised his eyebrows, and rolled his eyes——

"Ah! Hands! Hands, hands, hands! Let go, let go!"

Minister Fengyuan Qingfeng's screams shook the entire office. Well, the sound insulation was of course very good, and the crowds of onlookers outside the office had to prick up their ears to listen.

"what?"

"Did Tu Tu succeed?"

"Hey, hey, give me the money. I told you, the boss is still young. A steel-clad man like him has never seen such a deadly move. He can definitely win!"

"That's not right, is there a fight?" Some guys who like to eat melons and not complain about the sweetness of melons instigated maliciously: "321, how about we rush in? Let's make a murder case for everyone to see! I'm sorry, my family, I suddenly realized that I really can't live without the days of tea breaks every day. Long live Miss Jiang, you treat me as a national hero, and I should repay you with a dead soldier!"

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