Wang Lang was covered with a quilt, but who would have thought that the scream could not stop like a sound of an alarm.

Putting on his pants, Wang Lang got up and rushed out of the door with anger and knocked on Yu Xiaomei's door hard, roaring inside, "Get out and go out!"

The door opened, and Li Jie, who was pressing against dark circles, rubbed her ears and walked out from inside.

"Ye! The handsome guy Li didn't leave last night. He has made great progress. I, the master, am quite pleased." Wang Lang smiled softly.

"It's not what you thought." Li Jie was a little shy.

"Oh, I'm blushing." Wang Lang's face was full of humiliation.

Li Jie's face turned redder, "I have something to do, let's go first."

Wang Lang stood at Yu Xiaomei's door and saw Yu Xiaomei sitting on the bed, covered with a quilt.

"Hey, hey! I can't bear to look at it. The young people nowadays are really, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey." Wang Lang covered his eyes with a sour face.

Yu Xiaomei put down the quilt, "Stir, what are you thinking?"

Wang Lang crossed his fingers and saw that Yu Xiaomei was still wearing clothes.

"You two six, you don't even take off your clothes." Wang Lang's face was full of humbleness.

"Get out of here!" Yu Xiaomei picked up the pillow and smashed it over.

Wang Lang grabbed the pillow and threw it back, and hit Yu Xiaomei's head without any bias.

"Yu Xiaomei, I warn you that there are only two days a week to sleep in. You'd better not make a noise. Otherwise, I'll throw you down from the sixth floor." Wang Lang threatened.

Turning around and running into Li Jie who returned, Wang Lang laughed dryly, "Just, just kidding."

As soon as I woke up, the door was knocked. After opening the door, Yu Xiaomei was rubbing her neck standing at the door, "Wang Haonan, can you show me why my neck hurts so much, and I still can't breathe."

Wang Lang looked down and saw a red mark on Yu Xiaomei's neck. Recalling last night, Yu Xiaomei in the car said she wanted to vomit. Wang Lang pressed Yu Xiaomei's neck against the window and let her vomit. The red mark on her neck seemed to be left at that time.

He felt a little relieved, and Wang Lang smiled and said, "It's okay, it's a little problem. It's enough to relieve it for two days. Don't eat spicy food these two days, drink more hot water."

Yu Xiaomei rubbed her neck, "Really?"

"When did I, Wang Haonan, have deceived people?"

"Do you really treat people? Did you say that Jia Bingting's symptoms were all real last night?" Yu Xiaomei said curiously.

"no."

"No?" Yu Xiaomei stared at Wang Lang with surprise, "Then you said it very well. All of us think you are saying it is true. Where did you learn the tricks and tricks?"

"Get out, as a cultural person, I still have the ability to make up randomly."

"Then how did you know she was pregnant?" Yu Xiaomei asked again.

"I know how to take my pulse. I used to be an apprentice for an old doctor for a few days and I know a little something." Wang Lang said casually, and took food and drink from the refrigerator to prepare a cushion.

Yu Xiaomei stretched out her wrist, "Then you give me a pulse, why do I feel that my belly hurts so much? Let me show me what's wrong with me?"

"Which part?" Wang Lang asked.

Yu Xiaomei rubbed a part of her belly, "It hurts when I woke up this morning, but I still feel very swollen. I always feel very uncomfortable. Please help me count my pulse and see what's wrong with me." As he said that, Yu Xiaomei snatched a piece of bread from Wang Lang and sent it to her mouth.

Wang Lang glanced at Yu Xiaomei's wrist and then at Yu Xiaomei's belly, "You ate too much last night and you couldn't turn the shit in your intestines. Drink some water and walk two more rounds."

Yu Xiaomei, who was eating, angrily beat Wang Lang, "Wang Haonan, I'm eating, can't you say it's better?"

"Someone is born in the intestines and is stuck in the folded corners and cannot be released, causing turbid air to cause bloating." Wang Lang said quietly while eating bread, drinking milk.

Yu Xiaomei was stunned when she heard this, "What does it mean?"

"Didn't you tell you that shit can't turn in your intestines? You are so uneducated that you have to ask me, dance and dance all day long, and it's never ended." Wang Lang said softly.

Yu Xiaomei stepped on Wang Lang's foot and looked at the sky with grief, "Oh my God, what's wrong with this world? I'm disliked by a stinky hooligan, how should I live without education."

"By the way, why didn't the fat manager come to deliver breakfast today?" Yu Xiaomei said curiously.

"He's on a business trip today."

The leisurely weekend passes quickly, and I am going to work again in a blink of an eye.

Wang Lang's life is still very leisurely. He drinks tea and plays games. Ah B is always busy during this period and doesn't know what he is doing. He takes Fanzi and Hei Shao out every few days, and Wang Lang seems to be marginalized, but basically everything in the company is handed over to Wang Lang. However, Wang Lang doesn't understand. Fortunately, the management class is there, and Wang Lang is only responsible for signing Ah B.

Early in the morning, Wang Lang lay in front of the computer and stared at the computer screen attentively.

The door was pushed open, and one head was inserted, and found that there was only Wang Lang inside, so he came in swaying.

Yu Xiaomei approached Wang Lang'er with a smile on her face, "The universe is not..."

"Get out!"

Yu Xiaomei inserted her waist, "Brother Haonan, please help me."

"I'm working and I don't have time." Wang Lang said casually.

Yu Xiaomei leaned over and found that Wang Lang was working in P City.

"What are you doing with this job?"

"Train the body and trade second-hand items."

"Oh, Brother Haonan, can you do a favor? It won't delay you for a few minutes."

"Get out!"

"Brother Haonan, just... don't lick the bag, there is a Voldemort behind the tree!"

Wang Lang turned his gun and it was thrust.

"Yes Yu Xiaomei!" Yu Xiaomei stared.

Yu Xiaomei said proudly, "That's, Brother Haonan, look, I've helped you find a Voldemort, which can be considered as saving your life. Just help me, okay?"

"I'm thirsty."

Yu Xiaomei immediately ran to pour water for Wang Lang.

"Oh, my shoulders are a little sore."

Yu Xiaomei put down the water and immediately pinched Wang Lang's shoulders.

"Brother Haonan, is this strength okay?" Yu Xiaomei said with a smile.

"good."

After playing a game, Wang Lang lit a cigarette and said, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Yu Xiaomei rubbed her sore wrists and sat on Wang Lang's desk with a smile on her face, throwing a charming look at Wang Lang.

"Don't disgust me." Wang Lang stood apart with Yu Xiaomei with disgust.

Yu Xiaomei tried her best to keep a smile, "That's right, help me write a small story, within 150 words, and want a tragic story with fantasy colors with love, the story should be a little bit striking."

"If you don't work hard, write a big story." Wang Lang was about to restart the game and was stopped by Yu Xiaomei.

"It's written for others."

"Then I can't write even more." Wang Lang pushed Yu Xiaomei away.

"Brother Haonan, save me. I really don't want to play the watch anymore. There are too many things and I can't finish it. Our team leader said that he would help his son write a short story and let others play the watch." Yu Xiaomei shook Wang Lang's sleeves pitifully.

"Get out!"

"Wang Haonan, I will serve you tea, water, and pinch your legs and beat your shoulders for a long time. You are like this to me? Do you deserve your conscience? If you don't write to me, I will, I will!"

Yu Xiaomei sat in front of the computer and said, "I just stayed there, so you don't want to play."

Wang Lang hates that.

"Do you write?" Yu Xiaomei stared at Wang Lang.

"Write me for Mao?"

"Isn't you more educated than me?"

"You'll get out after writing?"

"Well! Don't worry, I'll get out immediately after writing!" Yu Xiaomei patted her small flat chest.

Wang Lang felt a toothache when he saw this action.

Seeing that Wang Lang was about to write, Yu Xiaomei hurriedly took out the paper and pen that had been prepared in advance.

Wang Lang wrote as he picked up his pen.

After a while, he handed the paper to Yu Xiaomei, "Get out!"

Yu Xiaomei looked down at the words flying in the paper and read them out.

"There were old men on the ancient road of the Yellow River who supported the building and roamed the bells. Every night on the moon hidden, there was a Xuannv who led the Heavenly Palace, which was magnificent in the nine heavens, shackled all living beings in the world.

There is a young man in the north of the bitter desert, sitting on the green mountains and swinging the green edges. Every night on the moonlit night, there is a cold light shining in the nine states, rolling three feet above, pointing to the sky and reaching the gods.

There are mysterious girls in the thirty-three days, dancing and laughing in the city. Every night on the moonlit night, there are ropes that bind the soul, deep in the exquisite place, and love droops the lonely shadow on the top of the peak.

The old man plays with the bell, the young man presses the green wind, and the mysterious woman competes for her soul.

The old man escaped with a broken bell, the young man broke with a broken green hair, and the rope broke with a broken Xuanniao smiled."

After reading it, Yu Xiaomei looked at Wang Lang curiously, who was playing games with cigarettes in her mouth, "Did you write this?"
Chapter completed!