Some people like to sit on the toilet and look at their mobile phones when they wake up in the morning, and gradually this becomes a habit.

Some people also think that this is a good habit to use time effectively, and they take it for granted.

They often turn on their mobile phones before they even sit down; before taking off their pants, they are already watching. Watch videos, read novels, see pictures of beautiful legs in stockings, read inspirational articles on chicken soup, etc.

The morning time seems to be really used effectively by them.

Some people even look at it for half an hour, which warms up the toilet even in the winter.

Occasionally, some people may suffer from constipation if they don’t have a mobile phone to watch, which is called torture.

I read it in the morning and at night, and gradually became dependent on my mobile phone.

Some people don't look at their wives, children, or parents, but they can't help but look at their mobile phones.

I don’t want a wife, I don’t want children, I don’t want parents, and I can’t do without my mobile phone.

Li Yong is an exception. He rarely looks at his phone, and he rarely sits on the toilet to look at his phone.

But today, he read it because when he went to the bathroom, his phone vibrated, so he picked it up and sat on the toilet while reading. He farted and finished reading the text message.

It sounds like he is using his time effectively. At least before, he sat on the toilet and did nothing.

Just talk about this text message!

If you don’t look at it while sitting on the toilet, you should look at it even when you stand up! It will always take a few seconds.

This is a text message from Huang Anhe, asking Li Yong if he has a bowel movement!

Li Yong frowned, confused and confused. He couldn't understand how Huang Anhe knew that he was defecating.

Oh my god, what a wonderful plan!’

But it was still dark, why did Huang Anhe ask this? She just missed Li Yong and wanted Li Yong to go over and kiss her, hug her, touch her and play with her, so she couldn't ask like that!

Talking about shit always makes people lose interest.

After thinking about it, Li Yong immediately replied: "Sister Huang, you guessed it right. I am defecating."

Huang Anhe immediately replied with a shy expression: "I made a typo. I asked you if it is convenient now?"

It turns out there was a typo. It’s so embarrassing! Is there any?

It is said that someone changed I hate you into I love you and saved a love that was about to collapse.

Some people also labeled "I love you" as "I love him", which caused the two of them to break up.

A friend asked, what are you doing? You replied with two words, "Fuck you."

This is a big deal. In fact, what you should respond to is work.

I typed the movable type in your character and you didn’t know it after I sent it to you. How do you think this relationship is going to work?

Li Yong scratched his hair and typed three words: "What's the matter?"

After looking at it and making sure there were no errors, I sent it out.

"My husband has been dizzy these days." Huang Anhe replied above.

What? Already have a husband? Li Yong felt nervous and a little sad.

I really didn’t expect Huang Anhe to have a man behind his back. Did she agree to only be his woman for the rest of her life? Did she agree to practice hard and open the Heavenly Mother Formation with him in the future? Did she agree to only love him...

It turned out that it was just a matter of words.

Li Yong felt like his body was being hollowed out. He didn't expect that he would be so sad after his woman had a man.

Ask yourself, he loves Huang Anhe very much.

Not just Huang Anhe, he knew that he loved every woman he had.

He used spiritual liquid to transform their physiques, so they should love him deeply. Li Yong couldn't understand, how could Huang Anhe find a husband?

Moreover, my husband was dizzy and I told him that I wanted to ask him to treat my husband’s illness?

It's really hurtful! Huang Anhe is so cruel, this move is so poisonous.

Li Yong didn't reply, and was about to turn off the phone and ignore Huang Anhe. The phone vibrated again, and Huang Anhe sent another text message. Li Yong hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold it back, so he opened it and took a look.

"Sorry, I made a typo again. It's not that my husband is dizzy, it's that I'm always dizzy."

Seeing this reply, Li Yong took a deep breath and finally felt a little more convinced.

Changing 'always dizzy' to 'husband is dizzy'. This difference in word brings about a huge difference in Li Yong's mood! One is in pain and the other is relaxed and happy.

Li Yong smiled slightly and then replied: "Why are you dizzy?"

"I don't know. I went to the hospital for a checkup and there was nothing wrong, and taking medicine didn't help at all. I thought I would be fine after resting at home for two days, but my head is getting more and more dizzy. Can you help me take a look?

?”

This is a piece of voice. In order not to disturb Han Lu and Xiao Xiaopan, Li Yong listened to it with his ears.

The pronunciation is still good, so you don’t have to make typos. Listening to Huang Anhe’s soft voice, he is obviously not in a good mood!

"How can a cultivator get dizzy? Let me see your face."

After Li Yong replied, he opened a video call for Huang Anhe.

After the call was connected, Li Yong saw Huang Anhe sitting on the bed. He looked around Huang Anhe in his room. After confirming that Huang Anhe was the only one and that no wild man was there, he looked at Huang Anhe.

I saw Huang Anhe wearing a loose suspender nightgown, her shoulders and chest were all white, and her proud big breasts were still exposed; her long and beautiful legs stretched forward, like two long pieces of beautiful jade, dazzling.

Then, Li Yong looked up at Huang Anhe's face.

Oh, his face is pale, his eyebrows are furrowed, and his face is bitter, as if he is enduring some kind of torture.

Li Yong couldn't see through the screen and couldn't see through Huang Anhe's body, so he couldn't diagnose what kind of illness this was.

So, Li Yong smiled and teased: "Sister Huang, you are so sexy, it makes my heart feel hot when I see you."

Huang Anhe showed a smile, but could not hide the pain on his face, and asked feebly: "Xiaoyong, what disease do I have, can you see it? I've had a headache for three days, can it be cured?"

Li Yong pondered for a moment and then said: "Let me see again. Take off your nightgown and let me see your skin color."

"Look at the skin color? Why should we look at the skin color? Xiaoyong, I'm already sick, so don't torment me." Huang Anhe said with a bitter smile: "I'll wait until my sister recovers from the illness before I look at you. I'll give you a full look, okay?

?”

"Sister Huang, you misunderstood. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking and feeling. I can't smell you now, and I can't feel your pulse. If you don't know when I ask you, I can only look at you. So, this look is very important!"

Huang Anhe was persuaded by Li Yong and slowly took off her nightgown, revealing her white and tender skin, which was really irritating.

Her slender legs were pressed together, her palms were covered by a tuft of black grass, and she was leaning sideways with a shy face. When she noticed that Li Yong was staring at him with lust in his eyes, she asked angrily: "Xiaoyong, what are you doing?"

Are you treating me?"

"Yes!" Li Yong replied hastily and affirmatively: "I am judging your illness based on your skin color."

"Then tell me, what disease do I have?" Huang Anhe asked, "Can you cure it?" "Sister Huang, please rest assured that there is no disease that I can't cure. Although I don't see what disease you have, but

You must have a minor illness, get up now and go to the company, and I will treat you there." Li Yong said with a cheerful smile.

"Okay. I'll hang up now! We'll see you at the company." Huang Anhe felt itchy when Li Yong saw him, so he had to hang up in a hurry.

The screen of his mobile phone has gone dark, but Li Yong's mind is still full of Huang Anhe's alluring appearance, which he cannot get rid of for a long time.

If Huang Anhe hadn't been ill, Li Yong would have even wanted to ask Huang Anhe to put on various humanistic postures and make various coquettish expressions. For example, lie there and twist his butt, lick his lips, moan twice, etc...

As he thought about it, Li Yong felt a burst of evil fire and wished he could suppress Huang Anhe right now.

Of course, he can't reach Huang Anhe now.

But there were three beauties sleeping on the bed. He happily climbed onto the bed, hugged one of them and kissed them.

…………

"Honey, shall I go shopping with you in the company?!" After breakfast, when he saw that Han Lu was going to work, Li Yong picked up Han Lu's bag and said with a smile: "If you have any questions, I will help you solve it.

!”

In fact, Li Yong wanted to treat Huang Anhe.

"Shout." Han Lu, who was dressed in a professional suit and had a graceful figure, grabbed the small leather bag with disdain, opened the zipper and looked at it, then stared at Li Yong and said seriously and seriously: "You can't

go."

"Why don't you let me go?" Li Yong felt that Han Lu had overreacted and regarded her husband as a thief?

"You just can't go. From today on, the company will be your forbidden area." Han Lu suddenly pinched Li Yong's ears with a fierce look; as if Li Yong couldn't hear, she said loudly: "Now you have

I have thirty-one wives, and there may be more. I am not allowed to have any more beauties in the company."

So that's it! Li Yong felt lucky for a while. Fortunately, he stopped when he mentioned thirty-one wives last night. Otherwise, he would have been so bald, and when he mentioned thirty-six, wouldn't he be unable to refute it?

Picking up girls.

So, Li Yong immediately retorted with a playful smile: "It's not even thirty-six yet, there's still a few more to go."

"Huh, you can't go to the company to pick up girls. If most of the employees in our company are your women, how can I face them and manage them? Do you know that the stronger the relationship with someone, the harder it is to take care of them?

ah!"

Han Lu has now learned the lesson of nepotism. The more relatives you have, the worse it will be!
To be continued...