I Don’t Want to Win Lying Down

night,

Yang Xiaoman glanced at the time. It was 12:30 in the morning, and the **** beside him still did not come back. For this true workaholic, Yang Xiaoman has become accustomed to it, but at the same time he is very strange. A man of poison is suffocating.

"Ugh..."

"What a fool!" Yang Xiaoman got up and left the bedroom. When he passed by Xu Mang's study, he saw a light from the crack of the door. He silently went to the kitchen downstairs, took out a pack of frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, and began to give it to Xu Da trotter cooks dumplings.

Yang Xiaoman is very knowledgeable about how to cook dumplings. She knows when to add water and how much water to add. This is the only ‘dish’ that she can beat Xu Mang’s culinary skills.

quickly,

The bowl of dumplings came out of the pot, and he took the dumplings to the study and knocked on the door gently.

"Ouch?"

"You... why haven't you slept yet?" Xu Mang saw his wife carrying dumplings. The straight steel man filled his heart with warmth. His wife was still the original match, although Xiaoman was all over. It is a shortcoming, she is short in the front and flat in the back, but she likes her very much.

Sometimes love is a thing...it’s really amazing, things that are often impossible, the more it happens...and it happens suddenly.

"Ok..."

"I can't sleep, I'm thinking about making some supper." Yang Xiaoman moved a chair and sat beside Xu Mang, looking at the dense English words on the screen, and couldn't help but say: "How much do you have?"

"The remaining half." Xu Mang ate the dumplings stuffed with celery and pork, and said casually: "It's almost finished at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't delay your work time, don't worry... I can afford to sleep overnight. I’m only in my twenties, and if I can’t carry it all night, I should almost have a cold.”

"Bah, baah!"

"What are you talking about?" Yang Xiaoman gave a white look and said angrily, "Can you say something auspicious?"

"Hey..."

Xu Mang smiled slyly, silently eating the so-called love dumplings, I have to say... Xiaoman is very good at cooking dumplings, and the skin is very strong. In fact, as long as Xiaoman cooks carefully, she can do it. Okay, but... I don't know how to learn. After so many years, I can only cook dumplings and braised pork.

The rest are so-so, barely able to eat. I can’t imagine what kind of abuse my sons and daughters will encounter in the future on a business trip. It is not physical torture, but spiritual torture. I am accustomed to the delicious feast of my father. Mom's rice bran pickles are too uncomfortable.

"What's your expression?"

"Are you thinking about something boring again?" Yang Xiaoman looked at his husband with an unspeakable expression, knowing what he was thinking, and said with a black face, "I tell you...thinking should not cause a slippery slope. , Be careful my iron fist falls."

"I'm thinking..."

"If you have time to study cooking, I may go on business trips from time to time in the future. My son and daughter are used to the meals I cook, and then eat your rice bran and pickles... I won't be able to adapt." Xu Mang said seriously. : "Do you think this is true?"

Yang Xiaoman almost didn't get **** off, and roared angrily: "Go to me! You big pig's hoof...I know I will be **** off every day, and one day I will be **** off by you, saying... .Do you want to find a stepmother for your child?"

Next second,

Xu Mang licked his face and hugged Xiaoman. This gave a coaxing meal. It took less than three minutes... Xiaoman, who was still very angry, had already been coaxed to laugh. In the talent of coaxing women, Xu Mang had already reached the point of perfection.

This skill... didn't get the blessing of the system, and the completion relied on his sweet words and shameless spirit.

"Big idiot?" Yang Xiaoman squeaked in Xu Mang's arms, and said: "You will be responsible for teaching your son how to pick up girls in the future. I am worried now... if my son cannot marry a wife, if he does not marry him Until you are fully responsible."

Xu Mang:? ? ?

It's my shit?

This...this father is too difficult to be, right?

"Do not worry!"

"As long as my appearance is inherited, it's not a lot of it." Xu Mang squeezed Xiaoman's nose lightly, and said with a smile: "You will have the money ready by then. Our Xu family's gift is not low. , Otherwise I can’t hold my face."

"What is your face?" Yang Xiaoman bit Xu Mang's shoulder severely, and said angrily: "I ask you...how much did you give when I married you?"

"bride price?"

"Don't you belong to the inverted post?" Xu Mang said with a dull expression: "I remember not giving the bride price."

Next second,

Xu Mang was hit like a torrential rain.

"gone!"

"All night by yourself!"

With anger, Yang Xiaoman broke free from Xu Mang's arms, and left with an unhappy expression.

...

The next day,

At five thirty in the morning,

Xu Mang finally finished all the content, but he did not feel tired at this time, but was more energetic. He left his study and made breakfast for Xiaoman. When it was delivered to the bedroom, the pregnant lazy pig was still sleeping. .

He patted her **** lightly, and said helplessly: "Get up!"

"Uh..."

"Sleep for a while!"

"Just a short while." Yang Xiaoman closed his eyes, twisted his small faces together, and said displeasedly: "Just...just five minutes."

"..."

"Ok."

Xu Mang left the bedroom, turned his head, and returned to the study. Sitting on a chair alone, he made the final revisions to his research report, and made subtle challenges to some of the wrong places.

sometimes,

Time is very ruthless, so ruthless that people can ignore it. Xu Mang used to ignore the existence of time. Although he has changed this habit recently, he still forgets time whenever he works hard.

Accidentally,

It was ignored for an hour, and when Xu Mang recovered, it was still too late.

"what!!!"

"Xu Mang...you big pig's hoof!"

A miserable cry came to Kawashima's ears, and Xu Mang instantly flustered. He hurriedly checked the time. The reason was still past seven o'clock... But it didn't seem to be her own reason, who made her cry It takes another five minutes to stay in bed, and as a result...this is a problem.

"what happened?"

"Oh... my baby, what's wrong with you?" Xu said nervously, "have a nightmare?"

"roll!"

"My old lady, I have a meeting at half past eight, and now... it's too late!" Yang Xiaoman was anxious, so that his face had become distorted: "It's over, it's over... I'm all embarrassed now, this But for meetings across the city, I...I'm miserable and may be criticized."

"Puzzling!"

"I'll accompany you!" Xu Mang frowned, and said with a displeased expression: "I will accompany you in and see who says you are not."

Xu Mang was quite angry. Although it was a bit too late for the meeting, Xiaoman was pregnant after all. The sleepiness of the pregnant woman is totally excusable. Why make irresponsible remarks?

I rinsed briefly, and then I ate breakfast. After everything was over, it was already 7:45, and then Xu Mang sent Xiaoman to the conference venue, not to mention... the traffic jam on the road. , Don’t even move.

"Why doesn't this move?" Yang Xiaoman frowned: "It's at least nine o'clock in the conference venue."

"Don't panic."

"Being late is not a big deal." Xu Mang said nonchalantly: "You are a pregnant woman, so you should have special powers. Speaking of letting pregnant women go to a meeting, what do those people think? Do you have a brain?"

"I..."

"Others didn't know that I was pregnant." Yang Xiaoman said helplessly: "I want to maintain the image of a strong woman."

Xu Mang was speechless for a moment, but soon he found the flaw: "Even if you didn't say it, you should always be able to see it, right? You don't even have this in your eyes. What kind of boss? What kind of leader? Go home and grow sweet potatoes. Go!"

"I'm sorry...As long as my wife is involved, I am so arrogant!" Xu Mang said seriously.

Looking at Xu Da's trotter, Yang Xiaoman's mouth rose slightly, and he rarely saw him like this, losing his reason for himself. Why is it so cute?

"Speaking..."

"Wife?"

"Don't you think there is something missing at home?" Xu Mang suddenly said, "You think... you think about it."

What is missing?

There is no shortage of almost everything in the family, except for the absence of children...No, isn’t the child pregnant?

"Unexpectedly." Yang Xiaoman shook his head in confusion.

"Don't you think there is a lack of a driving simulator at home?" Xu Mang said cautiously: "It's the driving simulator that you returned."

Yang Xiaoman: (*￣︿￣)

original...

He is paid arrogance!

My old lady was so touched that I almost cried...

at the same time,

In the meeting room of a certain municipal government, all the members have already arrived, but Yang Xiaoman was the only one who did not see Yang Xiaoman, and she was on the podium again. The scene was very embarrassing. Later, the Magic City Business Department, the Magic City Technology Development Department, Leaders from the Magic City Transportation Department and others are present. How can this be explained?

although...

The leaders who came this time were all deputy, but they were deadly enough.

However, many people only worried for a moment and didn't take it to heart. Yang Xiaoman is not an ordinary person, and she must be late for being late.

quickly,

Several leaders were present, but they found that one person was missing, Mr. Yang Xiaoman from Xu Yang Technology Company.

"Did Mr. Yang not come?" a leader asked.

"..."

"..."

"..."

No one answered ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sitting silently in the audience, head bowed.

"This..."

"Why didn't there even a notice?" The leader frowned, and said with a displeased face: "Forget it...don't wait for her."

immediately,

This non-mainstream meeting began,

Until the meeting was halfway through, the door of the meeting room was opened, and Yang Xiaoman stood at the door, looking apologetic, and said to everyone present: "Excuse me... I'm sorry... I was delayed on the road because of illness. Time, I'm very sorry."

"Forest..."

"Can I still participate in the process of the next meeting?" Yang Xiaoman asked a bald man standing at the door.

......

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