Chapter 36

Song Yin was the first to receive a salary, which was quite a bit of money. He could see the amount from his mobile banking app.

The mobile banking app was installed in his Xiaotiancai phone watch.

Song Yin called a colleague who had a good relationship with him over and cautiously asked him to help him take a look at his salary.

The colleague thought, you are a dignified wife of Mu, you are personally picked up and dropped off by the president's driver when you go to work, and you are wearing all the designer clothes that can easily buy a villa in Beijing, but you still care about a little bit of sesame and rotten dates?

Otherwise, it is said that capitalists are stingy, and the families of capitalists are even more stingy.

The colleague helped him check the amount, "9700.54, exactly the same as my salary."

Song Yin was relieved.

[I was scared to death, this is just an ordinary salary! Colleague

: I want to roll my eyes immediately. Who said this is an ordinary salary? To be able to get this amount in the first month of work, I have already beaten 76% of the contract workers, trial workers, and corporate employees in the country.

This company was funded by Mu Qingliu. He said that I would get a certain amount of dividends every year. I just listened to it and didn't take it to heart.

Colleague: Ah ah ah ah ~ What kind of shocking inside story did I see with my 800-degree myopia? !

Song Yin thought quite relaxedly, "If I get the same salary as everyone else, I will be more approachable and it will be easier to get along with everyone in the future.

I almost thought that Mu Qingliu, the big boss behind the scenes, would give me millions directly. Colleague

: Fortunately, I didn't witness this invisible salary of several million per month, otherwise I would have sat on the lemon tree right there.

No! I'm jealous now! It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others!

Song Yin's Little Genius phone watch suddenly connected to the Bluetooth headset. After half a second, a sound as calm and majestic as the deep sea slowly flowed out of it.

"What are you doing?"

Song Yin got his first salary in his life, and when he heard Mu Qingbi's voice, it suddenly sounded very pleasant.

He blushed and said, "I'm... doing data programming."

Colleague: Liar! Mr. Mu, I want to expose that your wife is secretly counting his private money!

I won't tell Mu Qingliu that I earn my own salary for now. In case he asks about it, I'll prevaricate it first. 】

Colleague: Mrs. Komaki is very obsessed with her private money. It seems that beneath all the appearances of love between husband and wife, there is still a selfish and twisted human nature.

Mu Qingliu Essence: Bare upper body, the tight muscles like a wall are full of sweat, making every sexy muscle line intertwined into a network between the perfect body.

He is doing rock climbing, and at this moment he is half-crouching on a steep rock cliff a few hundred meters from the ground. The high-altitude wind blows the healthy and flexible body of the mature man, as if he will turn into a flying eagle in the next second.

Mu Qingliu smiled and looked at the surrounding scenery from a bird's eye view. There are only natural cracks carved by nature between the bare rock walls. It is extremely difficult to see even a wild grass or a pine tree in the rest of the part.

"I'll pick you up after work in three hours."

Mu Qingliu raised his hand and glanced at his sports watch, calculating that if he returned from the original route, it would probably take two hours to go down barehanded.

He had no safety ropes or rock spikes on his body, only a bag of magnesium powder and a sports bottle hanging in the air around his waist.

Recently, he has been accompanying Song Yin for resuscitation treatment, and his total exercise volume has decreased. Mu Qingliu, who has always advocated maintaining a perfect body, would not allow himself to have any flaws, so he ran out to rock climb.

.....

The truth is.

Mu Qingliu's body, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly became hotter and hotter every day. He had a fire but nowhere to vent it, so he chose the most physically demanding one to vent enough.

"No... no need," Song Yin had his own plan in mind, "I have to work overtime today."

"Really?" When Mu Qingliu smiled, the sun was shining brightly, and the deep and unfathomable darkness in his eyes was gathering stars.

"Originally, I was going to pick you up by helicopter today. Are you sure you don't want me to go on time?"

Song Yin insisted on taking a people-friendly approach and tried hard to express his decision, "Today, I want to go home by myself."

What?

Go home by myself?

Mu Qingliu said decisively, "No, it's too dangerous." As a result, due to the unstable high-altitude signal, his short call did not last for a minute.

Song Yin definitely couldn't go home first after getting his salary.

He said to his colleague who had been petrified many times, "Today, can you please take me somewhere?"

The colleague scratched his head, "Your husband just seemed to disagree with you going home by yourself, so he won't fire me directly, right?"

[He dares!!] 99+

[Does a vegetative person have no private space of his own? ! ]

[I want to go home by myself! ]

A bunch of pink bubbles were cute and cute, squeezed into a stream, and rushed straight to the colleague's heart.

Song Yin's bubbles have undergone some qualitative changes, and the team members who work with him can't stand it.

Oh my god! A handsome guy like Sleeping Beauty, attacking your chest with peach hearts every day.

Unless you are a real iron straight man, you will not be moved, but... Generally, real iron straight men are very fond of coquetry.

The colleague was attacked by the little hearts and had nowhere to hide. No matter what the heart was, his heart was as soft as a rotten persimmon, and he readily agreed, "Okay, no problem." The result.

This colleague who was 175 cm tall couldn't hold Song Yin at all. Instead, he panted and said, "Song Xiaoyin, are you a pig? You are so heavy!"

He didn't really complain about Song Yin's weight. It was mainly about men's dignity. He couldn't beat Mu Qingliu in many things. At least in eating and competing in brute force, he had to win once!

The colleague tried again and again.

Well, he lost every time.

Song Yin didn't know what to do for a while. [Mu Qingliu could hold me for a long distance. I thought I was skinny now. 】

【Don't you eat three steak sets every day in the company cafeteria? 】

【Mu Qingliu only eats vegetables at home and never eats much carbohydrates. 】

The colleague covered his face in annoyance, "Stop talking, or I'll strangle you to death!"

Wen Yancheng passed by at the right time and heard Song Yin's complaints hovering over the heads of a group of members. He couldn't help but come over to ask what happened to the two of them?

The colleague covered Song Yin's mouth with his hand. Men are most afraid of being short-sighted, and they expose people's shortcomings! He

said first, "It's like this, I need to send Song Xiaoyin home, but he refused to cooperate."

[I didn't refuse to cooperate at all, okay? It's you who are too weak! ]

[(～￣(OO)￣)ブ]99+

[I'm sorry to hurt you because I need your help! ]

Wen Yancheng was originally planning to go to Mu's house to meet Mu Qingliu, and said, "Then I'll take him home."

Without saying a word, he rolled up his shirt sleeves to his arms and gently picked up Song Yin.

The colleague died on the spot.

Before Song Yin was ready, he was suddenly picked up by a pair of strong arms. The other man was more wild than Mu Qingliu, full of youthful vigor and blood.

[Good guy, I want to shout out good guy! ]

[This man is as good as Mu Qingliu! ]

Wen Yancheng disdained such praise. If there was a real difference between him and Mu Qingliu, it now seemed to be their background.

Mu Qingliu had a good background and had always been at the top of the pyramid; while he was originally born in Rome, but was forced to go through hardships and difficulties.

Sooner or later, I will be as good as your husband.

No.

I will be better than your husband.

Wen Yancheng watched the bubbles of anger rising up in his chest, and he flexed his hard pectoral muscles to crush them one by one.

I am definitely better than Mu Qingliu.

Wen Yancheng thought with confidence, I will not fall into the whirlpool of love, and I will not let anyone easily confuse my mind. I will climb to the top step by step.

Song Yin whispered, "Mr. Wen, I am sorry to trouble you."

Wen Yancheng replied, "It's okay, just on the way."

Wen Yancheng bought a commercial SUV worth more than 100,000 yuan and carefully placed the little vegetable in the passenger seat.

Song Yin suddenly felt a little shy, "No, no, it's not on my way. Actually, I have to go to another place."

Wen Yancheng fastened his seat belt for him and went around to the driver's seat. "No problem, where do you want to go?"

[Oh my God, how can I tell my boss that I want to go to that kind of place! ! ]

[┗|｀O′|┛Ah~~ So embarrassing! ]

Wen Yancheng said, "It's okay. If it's inconvenient, I can also take the initiative to avoid it."

I thought: This couple is really interesting. What are they busy doing every day? Are they a normal couple? Or did they deliberately get married for some special PLAY?

Song Yin was still very embarrassed.

[(#`O′)Oh my God! ! 】

【How should I explain that I want to use my new salary to buy a gift for Mu Qingliu! ! 】

Wen Yancheng let out a sigh of relief.

It turns out that he was buying a gift, I thought it was something else!

【How should I explain that I want to buy a doll for Mu Qingliu! ! ! 】

Wen Yancheng's car had already started slowly, and he stepped hard on the brake, almost hitting the head of the No. 1 Dragon Aotian in this book on the windshield.

Wen Yancheng rubbed his nose bridge and hurriedly asked about the condition of the vegetative patient.

Song Yin was startled and couldn't even speak clearly, "It's okay, I'm fine, how about you?"

"I'm fine too."

Wen Yancheng pulled a tissue and pressed his nostrils, and after unfolding it, he found some signs of bleeding.

I thought to myself, damn, you two are really extravagant.

Doll.

Is that what I can imagine?

In fact, after Wen Yancheng learned that the famous President Mu in the capital married an unknown and rankless vegetative person, his sensitive sixth intuition made him think that this matter was very mysterious. Moreover,

he also secretly checked Baidu, which said that vegetative people cannot walk.

Now it seems that Song Yin also knows that he is impotent. In order to please her excellent husband, she naturally has to find a suitable tool for her husband to vent his desires.

Buying a fake doll is indeed a very good choice.

Wen Yancheng restarted the car.

Song Yin thought: [That’s great, President Wen didn’t ask any more questions. If he had asked again, I would be embarrassed to say anything. 】

【Who would have thought that the famous President Mu is actually a baby-obsessed person. He has too many babies at home, all hidden in the basement, and he plays with them whenever he has the chance. 】

The car braked suddenly again. Wen

Yancheng pounded the steering wheel hard. He

really couldn't focus on Song Yin's complaints anymore.

No no no!!

It's inevitable that this person will have all kinds of hobbies in this world. He doesn't have to care who Mu Qingliu plays with every day. He just needs to be himself . Ahh ... I just want to be a clean-headed Long Aotian! Wen Yancheng was determined to send Song Yin to the door of that special store. After hesitating for a long time, he squeezed out a line of words from between his teeth. "What type of... ahem, dolls does Mr. Mu like? Are they pure and cute, or plump?" Song Yin said, "He likes delicate boys." Wen Yancheng rubbed his temples vigorously with both hands to relieve his inner balance. Then he walked into the dim sex toy store, covered half of his face with his taken-off suit and asked, "Do you have inflatable dolls for men?"

The owner of the sex toys store said, "We don't have that kind of stuff. We basically don't have any customers who need it."

Wen Yancheng really didn't want to go to another store. He quickly looked around and said, "Isn't that a man at the door?"

The clerk explained, "That's a plastic model used to display sexy underwear."

Wen Yancheng paid double the price, "Take that one, and you help me wrap it up."

The clerk said, "That model is only a little over a hundred. If you really need it, I can help you order it from the online store."

This statement was exchanged for Wen Yancheng's cold smile.

He is now completely in a position of passive pornographic influence. From the bottom of his heart, he really doesn't like anything related to sex.

Mu Qingliu and Song Yin are really stimulating him all the time and instilling garbage into his brain.

I am different from these people.

Wen Yancheng swore secretly.

I want to be an upright man, and I will never learn from these two bad examples and indulge in doing that kind of thing all day long!