This trick is called throwing a stone to ask for directions!

The stone was thrown by Wang Yu!

The phone call Zhao Wenbo called Zhou Yu was the way Wang Yu wanted to see.

This means that you can't drive on this road, at least you can't drive for the time being.

Both Wang Yu and Zhou Yu knew that Wang Yu liked young women, but Wang Yu did not take any further action when Zhou Yu had been sending a signal intentionally or unintentionally.

This itself is a problem!

The relationship between a company's finance and the boss cannot be described in two simple words.

A stable mode of getting along with each other must be maintained, which can be trust.

It can be a friend too!

It can be a relative!

Anyway, it will never be an ordinary relationship.

Otherwise, why did my dad take the blame back then? There must be many reasons.

So, Wang Yu was guarding against Zhao Wenbo and Zhou Yu from the beginning.

Asking Lao Hu to send a text message to Zhao Wenbo is just a test.

If he tried it out, Zhao Wenbo would not doubt anything about Lao Hu, who is about to retire.

But if Wang Yu personally sent this text message to Zhao Wenbo, I was afraid that Zhao Wenbo would be too sensible and guess something, Wang Yu would be very dangerous.

It’s not that there is any danger in life, but that the upward path of the workplace may be temporarily closed.

In this situation of racing against time, Wang Yu did not allow himself to make mistakes.

Zhou Yu was confused with complex eyes and a very entangled expression, as if he was looking for a reasonable reason to explain something.

But at the end, he still smiled sweetly, and his fingertips gently stroked Wang Yu's face, "Go and wash your hands, your hands are full of scented safflower oil!"

At this time, Zhou Yu glanced at Wang Yu from the corner of his eyes, "Sit down for a while, I'll go take a shower."

When I heard about this place, I probably knew what was going to happen next.

Zhou Yu will not be self-deprecating.

The road was chosen by her own, and the lifestyle was chosen by her own. What could she have wrong with living the life she wanted?

The moderate water temperature washed her pink neck.

The fingertips passed away the excited products little by little, saying that they were blending together, but they could not blend together.

Zhou Yu rubbed his fingertips and muttered charmingly...

When you came out of the bathroom, when you tilted your head and wiped your accidentally wet hair a little bit, you actually have some expectations for the situation in the living room.

However, when he saw that the shoes at the door were gone, Zhou Yu's expression still did not change at all.

I walked to the living room like a ok, turned on the TV, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and changed 46 channels over and over again in one breath...

...

The little fisherman is quite proud, and the house can be empty.

When Wang Yu drove to find Lin Yao, he muttered in his heart that he could take the rhythm himself, but sometimes he had to hand over the choice.

It is true that she and Lao Zhao have an affair. There is not as many vulgar plots as in such vulgar scenes. Women have no sense of shame. They put their necks on the man and said, "Am I very cheap?"

"Do you dislike me?"

The situation is still unclear. If the fire breaks out, if there is a conflict and you are asked to tell me about it, you will be the one who will be wrong.

When Lin Yao opened the door for Wang Yu, her face was full of surprise.

The room is very fragrant, the meat smells.

Of course, Lin Yao does not have the leisure to cook alone.

Wang Yu walked to the kitchen and saw that the pot was made full of mushroom roast chicken.

Wang Yu asked, "You actually have to eat so much by yourself!"

Lin Yao whispered, "It's not alone!"

Wang Yu said with a slim expression, "You actually hid someone else in the room?"

"No...no!" Lin Yao's eyes widened, she actually took Wang Yu's question seriously.

She hurriedly explained, but she didn't dare to tell the real reason.

Wang Yu bent his waist, tilted his head, and looked at Lin Yao's red face, "Did Bai Wei tell you that I'm back?"

Lin Yao was very surprised, looking like "how did you know".

Wang Yu asked, "You know I don't call me when I'm back, are you afraid of disturbing me?"

Lin Yao's expression was even more surprised, "Yeah!"

Wang Yu looked at the dishes cooked in the pot and the rice cooked in the rice cooker.

"So you prepare all the food and you can eat it if I come over. What if I don't come?"

Lin Yao's face was red and she pointed to the plastic boxes next to her, "If you don't come, I'll just pack them in a few boxes and freeze the refrigerator."

By the way, Wang Yu almost forgot that Lin Yao is a master of inductiveness.

The folders in the office were stored and saved bit by bit.

Every time the manager and the technical office come to find information, they can be found as soon as possible.

Look at the refrigerator, all of them are neatly placed.

Wang Yu asked, "How long will it take to have a meal?"

Lin Yao said, "The chicken is a little old, so you need to cook it for a while..."

She thought Wang Yu was hungry and was about to find something for Wang Yu to eat.

Wang Yu said, "That's fine. Have you tried the jersey?"

"No!"

"Go and come and see!"

Lin Yao's eyes widened at first, with a shy look in her eyes, but she turned her head back to the room.

When the door was closed, it closed tightly, without a single crack.

Wang Yu shouted outside, "Is there no trust between people?"

"Why do you keep the door so tight? Open it opens it openly. If I look at you, I will write the word "Wang" upside down..."

Lin Yao was changing clothes. When she heard this, she shrank her chin and laughed secretly, and quickly pulled the jersey down.

But when pulling, you have to work hard and you will always get stuck.

When you come to the mirror, you need to organize it.

Flattening the folds...it will look too abrupt.

But it's even stranger to not flatten the wrinkles...

After cleaning up in front of the mirror for a long time, he walked out with his jersey that was a little out of shape.

Wang Yu saw the neck from her feet, and then the legs from her neck.

I didn't say anything for a long time.

Lin Yao initially didn't dare to look at Wang Yu, and couldn't hear the sound, so she glanced at Wang Yu and saw his strange expression.

He asked in a daze, “Isn’t it good-looking?”

Wang Yu said, "On average, it's just a bit big!"

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, looked down and said, "I still think it's too small!"

"Is this young? You can't make Bai Wei live?"

Lin Yao blinked her eyes, as if she suddenly understood, and walked into the room with her chest covered.

"what you do?"

Lin Yao turned her head and looked at Wang Yu, "I'm going to change my clothes!"

Wang Yu said, "When should I wear it now?"

"I'll wear it like this when I'm at home in the future!"

Wang Yu originally thought Lin Yao was going to struggle for a while, but she still entered the room.

But when I came out, I didn’t change my clothes.

I didn't change it while cooking...

I didn't change it while eating...

I didn't change the dishes when washing...

Even when feeding Wang Yu fruits on the sofa, he didn't change them.

Are there many first loves who wear their boyfriends' big jerseys and do these sweet things?
Chapter completed!