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Tang Shi's home.

When Song Ci was bandaging Tang Shi, her nose itched. She turned around and sneezed, touched her nose, and continued to bandage her wound carefully.

Meticulous, careful and careful.

"Someone must be thinking of you!" Tang Shi smiled.

Looking up at her, Song Ci continued to lower his head and tie the gauze, which was similar to his own. The wound was not very serious, so he shouldn't have touched it so directly just now.

Last time she teased her too much and she slapped her. This time she teased her too much and she cut herself in the head. She needs to reflect and grasp the limits so that accidents like this don't happen all the time.

This is the second time.

"Maybe they are colleagues in the company. It happens to be their break time now. They are bored all day long." Song Ci replied.

He took a day off today and sent a message to Mr. Yuan in the morning, but he asked Song Ci to tell him in advance not to disturb his sleep so early in the morning.

Tang Shi looked at him seriously, a little dazed.

"Don't bully Sister Piao, she's not feeling well today," Tang Shi said.

"Let me ask Xiao Song if he can come tomorrow." Fatty took his cell phone and started sending a message.

Seeing that her complexion was getting better and better, Song Ci started joking.

"I'll go with you!" Song Ci just didn't want to stay at home. Tang Shi went to set up a stall, and he went with him.

I'm afraid I'll be exhausted after this beating.

Seeing how she always set up her stall in such a mobile manner, Song Ci felt that it would be better to have a fixed location, at least she wouldn't have to ride so hard to travel so far.

The hard work of understanding Song Ci is always less than the hard work of understanding Tang poetry.

Liu Piaopiao: "."

She fell silent and thought about this matter seriously.

"Brother Wang is so tough, not weak at all." The third brother chuckled: "It's not something that can be solved with a beating, right? You look very tired."

"I'll give you a modified car later." The third brother couldn't help laughing.

Song Ciyan answered concisely and concisely: "My mother needs a daughter-in-law, my children need a mother, and my grandchildren need a grandmother. You can apply for these positions and work to pay off your debts."

Mo Mo was quick and easy, but after entering the house, she took a few more glances at the clothes on the hangers, and something flashed through her mind: It turns out she likes this style.

Probably tired.

"Brother Wang, how did you explain it to your sister-in-law yesterday?" Brother Ming asked curiously.

This is true!

Looking again, he was also a little curious about the city center.

To be honest, the quiet Liu Piaopiao, holding the guitar and humming songs, gives people the feeling of a literary goddess.

Passing the guitar to Liu Piaopiao, she quietly plucked the strings a few times, then hummed, and as her fingers moved, the music began to sound.

It was indeed quite good. She had thought about it once before. When she had a home in the future, it must be simple and simple, with white carpets, special-shaped sofas, and flowers on the coffee table.

"Real hunters all appear in the form of prey." Song Ci murmured to himself.

"I don't have enough money, I'm timid, and I'm afraid of losing money." Tang Shi told the truth.

Looking at the chicken butt in the bowl, Song Ci stared at him a few times and secretly told him to shut up.

Several people were discussing a question: If it is a top-level luxury car, what kind of driver does it need?

Wherever she is, there will be no boredom.

There are just a few strings, and if you work hard, it is not difficult to learn them, but it is not easy to master them.

"Are you bound to fail?" Song Ci asked again.

In short, Song Ci is very sure that it is not for money.

It’s embarrassing to say that we have lost our shame abroad. How will our international friends view us?

"You young people don't know. I'm telling you, you can't spoil a woman. The more you spoil her, the more lawless she becomes." Brother Wang said from the bottom of his heart: "I'll go back and give her a good beating to make her submissive."

"You want to learn?"

The sentence flashed in Tang Shi's mind: You have no choice but to succeed.

"I feel a little bit unaccustomed to the days without Xiao Song." Fat Brother looked at the people holding mobile phones. Seeing that Brother Ming didn't respond, he moved his chair to take a look: "Wocao, what's your habit?

?”

After a while, Brother Ming said in a dumbfounded voice: "I also have a simulation teaching video. The car can drive, but there is no car."

Isn't that a typical case of selling yourself if you can't exchange it for money?

Song Ci couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Piaopiao didn't say anything.

Without her taking care of Liu Piaopiao, Tang Shi couldn't take any time off. It was supposed to be fun all morning, and the afternoon was her time to make money.

"It has nothing to do with any hobbies, I'm just curious." Brother Ming replied.

"You've never driven a good car before." Lao Wang continued: "First check the condition of the car, then open the door and get in the car, start the car to warm up, fasten the seat belt, then add a little gas, accelerate slowly, and occasionally

Brake, that's how a good car should be driven."

He really wanted to change Tang Shi's mind, let her break out of the trap she had been trapped in due to her experiences, open her shackles, and become a more confident person.

"Women cannot consider jobs that are easy and profitable." Song Ci replied: "It is easy to go astray."

"Fat man, will Xiao Song come to work tomorrow?" Sister Ge came over and patted Fat Brother on the shoulder.

"Five thousand a month, that's 60,000 a year, I don't know if I can make it back, and I don't have enough money now." When Tang Shi spoke, the decibel level was much lower.

After Liu Piaopiao finished playing a song, Mo Mo pointed at the guitar: "Is this easy to learn?"

"What should I do if I can't afford it?" Tang Shi asked him.

Those who force you to change the trajectory of your life are most likely your nobles. This is what the book says. In reality, only Song Ci is doing this.

"It's okay." Lao Wang replied.

Tang Shi slapped him.

Don't turn long distances into short distances.

I didn't believe his words at all. Lao Wang, who usually didn't sleep at work, fell asleep when he came to the company today. The boss almost called him first aid, for fear that he would suddenly die in the company.

When the two people's eyes collide, it's romance.

Everyone would have more fun when Song Ci, a stupid college student, was around. Song Ci suddenly stopped coming to work, which was a bit uncomfortable.

Momo shook her head.

Tang Shi shook his head.

It's a pity that he can't sing.

far away.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Hound or Mrs. Hunter, your choice!"

"Do you have any ideas about changing your current living situation?" Song Ci asked again.

Keep telling her that you will definitely succeed.

"Then why are you afraid of so much? If you can maintain the rent, you will gradually have more customers, and you will make more and more money. The success is not 100%. When you reach 70%, you can try your best." Song Ci said.

"What about me?" She didn't have the nerve to say that she was prey, so she changed the meaning, and the meaning was the same.

Song Ci handed her the water.

"Are you going to be unable to sell 6,000 yuan worth of clothes a month?" Song Ci asked her.

"Your wounds were almost healed by the time you were sent to the hospital, right?" Liu Piaopiao said when she saw that he was thick-skinned.

After cleaning up the house, the two of them were ready to set off.

"We'll find out if we take a look." Tang Shi turned on her phone. She installed a second-hand surveillance probe in the yard to prevent someone from stealing her green plants.

There was no objection, Tang Shi nodded in agreement.

Brother Wang leaned on the chair, thinking of his quilt in the bathroom, and replied: "What does it mean for a man to be miserable and tired?"

"Aren't you on good terms with him?" Sister Ge asked him.

It's just a washboard, I'm used to it.

"How have you considered what you said last time?" Song Ci asked her.

"It's life, it's also appropriate." Momo plucked the guitar strings on the table and made a crisp sound.

Fat Brother:??

Talking about it is full of tears, washboards, clearing inventory, playing games, or back-to-back games.
To be continued...