It took a long time to coax the second uncle, and then he could keep his good fortune for the next life.
"Er Er, today is the weekend. Let me know where Shen Ting'an is and see if I have a chance to meet him."
Er Er checked a coordinate and said: "The president is also at work on weekends. He has been in the Shen Group Building all day long. You have no chance to meet him by chance."
Nan Qing sighed: "We are from the same city but we don't have a chance to meet. This is forcing me to date someone online."
But with Shen Ting'an's identity, no matter what she sends, it will seem disturbing, right?
Then we can only tease her secretly.
Nan Qing went out with the brace. She wandered around the community and took a lot of scenery photos, and also took several selfies. Each photo had a coexistence of cuteness and provocation. After collecting all the nine-square grid, she posted it circle of friends.
Anyway, she only added Shen Ting'an to this account, so she didn't need to block anyone when posting in Moments.
During dinner, Nan Qing also took a photo of the food cooked by her aunt and posted it on WeChat: My favorite is boiled shrimp.
"Okay, it's not bad enough, let's wait until the fish takes the bait."
Er Er felt it was not good: "Shen Ting'an is not the kind of person who takes the initiative to chat with others."
"Who wants him to take the initiative to chat with others?"
"Then why are you posting these Moments?"
"Let him see it."
The purpose of the circle of friends is to attract him and gain a sense of presence in front of him.
You can't meet him by chance, and you can't be in front of him, but that doesn't mean there are no other ways to increase your presence.
Nan Qing is very particular about what he posts and must not be annoying. Instead, he conveys his preferences to let him know.
"Er Er, these photos look good, don't they feel good?"
What she has mastered is the persona of a well-behaved little girl. After getting along with each other several times, she can find that Shen Ting'an likes this, while Shen Huai'an likes her being a naughty girl. The two characters have opposite preferences.
"The body I selected for you is good-looking and will look good no matter how you take pictures."
"Will you praise me to death?"
"I praised you."
"Er Er, you are doomed to be single for n billions of years if you praise me like this."
Er Er was anxious: "Let's just chat, there's no need to say such vicious words."
"State the facts."
Er Er didn't want to talk to her anymore, and the Er Er uncle was angry again, and silently thought to himself that in the next Er Er world, he might as well arrange for someone with an alcohol allergy.
Nan Qing went downstairs in her pajamas. She made a glass of milk and added five spoons of honey to it.
Back in the room: "Er Er, do you want some milk? It's very sweet with a lot of honey added."
"Don't drink."
“Pure natural honey, very fragrant.”
Er Er likes to eat sweets, Nan Qing always remembers it, and will get him something delicious every once in a while.
There was a burst of bright light, and the little boy wearing a shirt came out of the space. He took the cup and drank it in a few sips, and then entered the space the next second. There was no communication during the whole process, but the milk he drank was quite clean.
"Two two, good night."
"good evening."
Forget it, let’s give her a body that can drink in the next world. Er Er spurned herself and just coaxed her away with a glass of milk. She has no future and her concentration is really poor.
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At nine o'clock in the evening, the lights in the president's office of the Shen Group Building were still on. Assistant Zhao knocked on the door to remind him before he came in: "President, this is the plan for the resort. I put it here."
Shen Ting'an took a look, closed the pen and stood up: "It's very late, Xiao Zhao, you should go home from get off work."
Assistant Zhao: "President, do you need me to drive you back?"
"No, I'll drive back by myself." Shen Ting'an took the car keys, put on his suit jacket and went downstairs.
As soon as he got to the parking lot, Shen Ting'an felt that his head was hurting again, and the pain was getting worse and worse.
Shen Tingan sat in the car to rest. She had been in pain several times today.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang. It was my mother.
She is abroad, and there is a time difference abroad. It should not be dark yet.
Shen Ting'an picked up the phone: "Hello."
"Ting'an?"
"It's me."
Because of her headache, Shen Tingan's tone was colder than usual.
Mother Shen didn't notice anything strange about him, but just asked: "How is the effect of the medicine? How long has it been since Shen Huaian came out? Has he...disappeared?"
