Yin Yijie's rhythm, like all monotonous movements, repeats itself

But he was full of enthusiasm every time, as if he loved the cause of human freedom and liberation so much that he could continue without applauding him

I never applauded him, I really don't know how to do this...

To be honest, I know that I can say some things, but they always make me think of some kind of a rather humble feeling, so I won't say them at all.

When I came back from taking a shower, it was really five o'clock and I just fell asleep. I don't know if Yin Yijie changed the bed sheets or something, so I don't care.

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In the morning, when I was called up at 7:10, I felt that my eyelids were so heavy. For the first time, I felt that even a thin layer of eyelids could weigh this amount, and I could hardly hold it up.

Liao Liang brought me a golden blood swallow, and some things were mixed inside. I almost finished eating with my eyes closed.

Then he was settled by rice to the masseur, took a shower, changed clothes and massaged, and the rice started to report the last data reported yesterday in his ears. There were problems with several annual reports, and there were still problems. I was almost angry and jumped up.

Zhang Min pressed me on the side, making my hair, changing my dress and adding accessories to me, and getting along with the sky. Balabarabala

To be honest, an assistant or secretary is also a very inhuman job, and I definitely can't do the trivial parts of it.

After I finished packing it up, I was sober and sat down to have breakfast. The people who were greeting me were already here, and it was lively.

Forget it, I am not like Madam Zhao, who counted how lively the Zhen family was when Kangxi went to Jiangnan. It was not so lively or not, it was just like that.

After breakfast, I stood in line at the door and waited for the bus. I couldn't help but laugh, it wasn't because I was in a good mood; I felt a sense of mental retardation.

My dress is green and inlaid with red flowers. It is both the Lord and the Lord, and it is just right to be low-key.

Yin Yijie was wearing a red and red dress, not a serious suit, but a look at Lotte's style: Tang suit.

I think they are pretending to be Tang, pretending to be Tang gentry, country gentry, and not princes and nobles, Khan!

It's not that he looks ugly, he is not at all...
Chapter completed!