Thanks for the invitation. The monthly salary is 3,000. I just broke up with my boyfriend.
I can't tell whether I poured the milk on his head first or he went to the balcony to smoke first. I was too emotionally confused. Anyway, we broke up for a simple reason. I suspected he was cheating.
He doesn't go home late at night without drinking, the strange smell of perfume on his collar, and the back view of him going in and out of the hotel with girls.
You read that right, I skipped work for a long time and sacrificed my perfect attendance award to show my true face like this bastard.
After the breakup, the days were quiet, except for one morning when I woke up, the sun was shining brightly, and the morning news informed me that aliens had invaded the earth, and their prince named a woman as a ransom, otherwise he would destroy the earth.
The woman in the photo looks a bit like me.
Oh.
I turned around and went back to sleep.
This article is also called "Boss, I want to take annual leave to be a hostage in an alien planet".
Little sweet knife cake (?), Life is too tiring and you need to relax. The text is in third person.
Drama girl x scheming male mother
Purpose: Love yourself