Li Dongyang was somewhat confused by Xia Nuan's actions.
I have 10 minutes left before my shift starts, and it's a 5-minute walk from here.
"Wait a minute, I'll go get you a thermometer."
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Xia Nuan clutched her wildly beating chest to prevent her heart from pounding out of her chest; to be honest, she was extremely nervous.
Does this kind of thing really require the girl to speak up?
Seeing that Li Dongyang didn't understand what she meant, Xia Nuan pulled the blanket over her head.
Damn, I almost died just now.
Xia Nuan lay on the bed, covering her face with the blanket and her hands over her chest.
Her rosy lips parted slightly as she breathed heavily.
I rolled over, still covered by the blanket, and faced away from the door. How embarrassing!
Li Dongyang thought she was sick, which was why her face was so red.
When Li Dongyang returned, a graceful figure appeared before him.
Xia Nuan, lying on her side, has a very perfect female figure.
I unconsciously started swallowing my saliva.
"Here's the thermometer for you. Take your temperature yourself."
Watching Xia Nuan's retreating figure, Li Dongyang's heart began to pound.
"I'm not sick."
Was she thinking just now?
No way.
Li Dongyang instantly understood what Xia Nuan meant.
But when I checked the time, there were only 9 minutes left. That wasn't enough time at all.
He has no habit of being late.
Li Dongyang suppressed his emotions, his voice remaining calm.
"that."
Hearing Li Dongyang's voice, Xia Nuan gradually calmed down.
She turned over, pulled the blanket off her face, and stared straight at him.
"Go ahead," Xia Nuan said in a soft, sweet voice, as if it had a hook that firmly gripped the other person's heart.
Feeling lazy and numb.
Li Dongyang swallowed hard.
He responded directly to Xia Nuan, asking curiously, "Were you trying to do 'that' with me just now?"
Li Dongyang's words stunned Xia Nuan, who instantly dared not meet his gaze, her eyes darting away.
He forced himself to remain calm and said, "No, I'm just feeling a little unwell."
"Oh!" Li Dongyang rubbed his neatly styled hair and smiled. "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
"Since you're alright, I'll go to work now. Remember to drink the porridge on the table."
As an experienced man, if Xia Nuan hadn't been blushing from being sick just now, and hadn't been staring at him so intently, wouldn't that mean she wanted to do *that* with him?
He even closed the door for Xia Nuan when he came out; it seems he's hallucinating because he doesn't have a girlfriend.
After changing my shoes and slinging my bag over my shoulder, I sped off on my mountain bike toward the company.
On the bed, Xia Nuan covered her face.
She felt incredibly regretful.
If she had been more open about it, wouldn't things have naturally progressed from there?
Damn it, why did I mess up at such a crucial moment?
Xia Nuan pounded on the quilt, feeling a thousand regrets in her heart.
Is this guy genuinely stupid or just pretending? When a girl says no, can't he just take the initiative?
At this point, do you really expect the girl to admit that she wants to have a deeper relationship with him?
company.
Li Dongyang put his bag away, and when he thought of the way Xia Nuan had looked at him earlier, he forced a smile.
I clearly want to, but I'm too embarrassed to.
If she really admits it, she won't have time to go to work, and then it will be difficult for her to back down gracefully.
It wasn't that Li Dongyang didn't understand, but he really was going to be late for work.
The thought of Xia Nuan's curves lying on the bed made Li Dongyang's heart pound again.
He admitted that Xia Nuan was very beautiful, the kind of very beautiful.
I doubt there are many women in the whole country as beautiful as her.
As soon as Li Dongyang took out his laptop, two colleagues peeked out from behind him.
"Hey, Dongyang, I heard you were called to a meeting yesterday. Do you know what's going on with the two groups?"
"Could it be that the second group director has some powerful connections that led to Wang Jiansheng being kicked out?"
Li Dongyang thought to himself that if these people put all their energy into the script, they would probably have achieved something. Instead, they spend all their time on this kind of trivial stuff, and they deserve to have worked for a year without getting a promotion.
As a professional office worker, Li Dongyang simply smiled and said, "These are matters for the higher-ups. The decisions they make are definitely beneficial to the company. As employees, all we need to do is fulfill our duties."
Of course, he doesn't like to meddle in other people's affairs. Not everyone has lofty ambitions and aspirations. Maybe one of them will be rich?
Therefore, Li Dongyang would never do something like trying to be a good person and offend others.
Mind your own business and avoid offending others. In the workplace, a lack of emotional intelligence is a serious flaw.
"I don't know anything about these things. They just asked me to go over there to write a script, nothing else."
"Hey! I heard your next project is almost finished filming, and the first few episodes have already been submitted for censorship. Is that true?"
"I'm only responsible for writing the articles; I haven't paid attention to things like when they'll be published."
"Hurry up and write the article, the Chinese New Year is only half a month away."
The two of them thought about it and agreed.
Another year has passed in a daze.
From the lofty ambitions I had when I first graduated, reality has worn me down to almost nothing.
The man sighed, “If I can’t get a permanent position in two more years, I plan to listen to my dad and go back to inherit his pig slaughterhouse. Although it’s tiring and tough, I can make a million or two a year, and I won’t have to worry about making a living.”
“My mom also told me to go back, saying that I only earn 4,000 to 5,000 yuan a month in Wancheng, which is not even enough for my own living expenses. I still need them to send me money every month, so I might as well go back to my hometown and farm.”
"My family has leased two more hills. We can raise some pheasants and sell them for hundreds of thousands of yuan a year as long as they don't die."
This was the first time Li Dongyang had overheard his two colleagues chatting.
No wonder they don't have to work hard at their jobs; they all have a way out.
Compared to him, his father owned a supermarket that looked quite big but didn't make much money throughout the year, while his mother worked as a manager in a foreign trade company, earning 10,000 yuan a month, which was considered a high salary in their small hometown.
But my dad has many brothers and relatives, and he has a lot of things to do. Even the smallest thing requires a visit to his door.
Social obligations and social interactions cost a lot throughout the year.
As my mother would say, suffering a loss is a blessing.
However, in Li Dongyang's view, frequently suffering losses is not a blessing, but rather others will think they are foolish.
Especially his own uncle, who heard that Li Dongyang had bought a house in the city.
He would come home every few days, asking Li Dongyang to temporarily give the house's school place to his eldest grandson for first grade.
This has been going on for half a year.
School places in Wancheng are already scarce, and Li Dongyang only managed to buy this house with Zhang Wenbing's help.
He just blurted it out without hesitation.
It's said that Li Dongyang isn't married yet, and that's only for a few years.
It takes six years to complete primary school, which means Li Dongyang will have to wait another six years to use this degree.
His original purpose in buying this house was to consider his child's education.
How dare the other party bring up such an excuse?
"The boss is here, get to work quickly, it won't be good if you get caught slacking off."
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