Yan Yuan: Boss, I am very short of money.
Zhou Jing'an: My bed is too cold, please warm it for me.
Yan Yuan: Oh, okay.
Later, Yan Yuan discovered that this was not the case. Something seemed wrong with his boss...
Zhou Jing'an: You noticed, I'm sick.
Yan Yuan was nervous: What's wrong with you?
Zhou Jingan: Obstacles
Yan Yuan: (.)
Cp: Self-improvement is attacked by x's wealth and power. It's about cultivating true love. The full text is archived. A running account without writing. Short stories are updated daily. He is slightly realistic.
Author Fun: The writing is very ordinary, but after finishing writing, I still posted it. Cover your face and run away.
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Concept: Life is like a mess, there are always little knots that cannot be solved