[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

Chapter 39

Every year on the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, it is the day when the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd meet at the Magpie Bridge. In ancient times, women would wear needles to beg for cleverness, pray for good luck and longevity, worship the Seventh Sister, and display flowers and fruits to celebrate. As time goes by, it is recognized by young girls as the time to pray for a good marriage.

And until today, this day has become the execution ground for the dogs who break away from the regiment to distribute dog food on the street.

For thousands of years, the immortals in the sky are not as good as before. Since the anti-feudalism and obsession, except for those famous immortals who ward off evil spirits and attract wealth, most of them have lost their basic worship, let alone all kinds of temples and temples. .Human immortals and earth immortals have nowhere to go, they either disperse or look away to be loose immortals; the generals in the heavenly court are even more idle, staying in the mansion to live their lives with loneliness, while those who are more lively have already integrated into the world.

Nezha is a more typical example. Relying on his characteristic of only growing old but not growing tall, he often hangs around in various schools, middle schools and primary schools, and occasionally plays with the disgusting ordinary mortals with the second disease.

As for Yang Jian, after he unloaded the burden of the judicial god, he traveled around with Zhaohua for a short time, and finally settled down in Guanjiangkou.He has a temperament that can't be idle. Today, with the continuous advancement of technology, he is different from Nezha who is addicted to the ivory tower and cannot extricate himself. He chose to join the job and became a busy (zi) busy (nue) social person.

And people in society, there is always a special law-free overtime.

In the feast of a large number of couples and a large number of single dogs holding high torches, there is always a group of miserable people sitting in a spacious office building, typing on the keyboard with fast hands.

No, they're not esports players, they're just plain working class.And tonight's Yang Jian, who was so lucky to die, became one of such miserable existences.

——The team was dragged down by other departments and made mistakes. At this time, they were working overtime to catch up and wipe their asses for others.

As a middle-level leader, he doesn't actually need to be accompanied all the way, but after all, Yang Jian can't do anything to abandon his subordinates' own happiness, so he also sits in front of the computer and helps sort out various materials.

However, he was loyal to his duty, but others were not happy about it. Of course, that person was Zhaohua. When he was waiting to return to his partner, Zhaohua finally hacked the door of Yang Jian's company and broke into the door. .

"What about the agreed nine o'clock?!" Zhaohua stood in front of Yang Jian's table for a long time, seeing that he didn't lift his head, he was so angry that he almost gritted his silver teeth.

Only then did Yang Jian discover Zhaohua's arrival, and he immediately looked at the lower right corner of the monitor, where 22:18 was impressively displayed.

"...One more thing, wait a minute." He was a little sorry, and the movements of his hands became faster. Zhaohua was a little impatient under the strange eyes of everyone. He walked back and forth a few times, and finally turned to the On Yang Jian's side, he said depressedly, "Hurry up, do you need my help?"

Without even thinking about it, Yang Jian said, "Sit down, the company's secrets must not be leaked."

Zhaohua's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why do I want your company's secrets?!" He almost shouted, took a few breaths before trembling, "There must be something that doesn't involve secrets."

"I've already fixed the ones that aren't involved, just wait a little longer, and if everything goes well, I can finish it within two hours."

Valentine's Day!Even if you finish it in one hour, there is still a little more than half an hour left, and the foreplay is not enough for me to do!

Uh, no... no, it's because there are not enough cooks to cook.

Thinking of this, Zhaohua suddenly took out a bag of biscuits from his pocket, and asked casually, "It's so late, have you eaten yet?"

Yang Jian kept his hands on his hands, and said, "Well, I ate with my colleagues."

Zhaohua slowly swept across the men and women who kept peeking at him, their faces all black.

"What a Valentine's Day, you actually had dinner with someone else." These words were as unreasonable as possible, and Yang Jian finally raised his head.

"Valentine's Day?" He paused, then clicked out the calendar, "Qixi?"

Seeing his expression of "What's so good about Qixi Festival", Zhaohua was depressed, "Is it okay to go to the country and do as the Romans do! I have accepted the tricks of the chocolate manufacturers. They meet each other once a year, and they even got on the magpie bridge. Why not?!"

Speaking of this, Zhaohua seemed to have thought of something, and asked with his chin: "Hey, that's not right. Back in the day when Zhinu went to the mortal world in private, she married a mortal and had children, and she committed a heinous crime. Why is this punishment so light? .”

Yang Jian said lightly: "Back then when Zhinu's feather clothes were stolen, she was considered half forced and half deceived, so she was given a lighter punishment."

Zhaohua was shocked, "But there is only one day in the sky in a year on the earth. Let's not talk about the cowherd, but we see the weaver girl every day! Fortunately, magpies are all native birds, otherwise I would not be exhausted to build bridges like this every day?!"

Yang Jian looked at him with a blank face for a while, thinking that this person might be quite happy just playing by himself.

Zhaohua coughed in embarrassment, and said, "I mean, this is obviously partiality, and it can't be considered a punishment."

Yang Jian sighed: "The Weaver Girl and the Cowherd were convicted by the Queen Mother of the West before I became the god of justice."

Zhaohua understood, "My family is easy to talk to."

Yang Jian was helpless, just about to turn on a computer and let him pass the time nearby, when the phone on the desk rang suddenly.The content is nothing more than that the upper management of the company is very dissatisfied with this incident and is using curse attacks.

This leader usually has a bad temper, not to mention that the department that made the mistake belongs directly to him. For this reason, he distorted all the facts in order to cover up his own mistakes.He scolded harshly, and still threw the pot around. Yang Jian has long been used to it, and he has no expression on his face, but Zhao Hua still listens with his ears up.

Just when the leader scolded the ♂♂ genitals of Yang Jian’s eighth-generation spouse and child, Zhaohua finally couldn’t take it anymore.He never interfered with what Yang Jian was doing. For him, those things were just passing the time, but he didn't expect it to be in such a harsh environment.

Xiao Mian, you are brave enough to scold gods like that. Don’t think that being born in a materialistic society is a big deal. Believe it or not, I will let you have a son without assholes... Oh, no, children are innocent, let’s let You have no ass eyes.

How sensitive Yang Jian was to Zhaohua's mood, he had already reacted when he stood up, but he was still robbed of the microphone.

"You, were, expelled, expelled." Zhaohua said every word, holding the phone in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, and with just this skill, the company Yang Jian worked for changed hands.And just before the leader had figured it out, he hung up the phone decisively, and said generously to the wage earners outside the office: "Okay, don't do it, everyone is off work! Those who want to eat supper go to eat supper. It's all on me! It's all reimbursed!"

Everyone looked at Zhaohua with stupid expressions, until Yang Jian said helplessly, and then went to the skewer with a shout of long live.

"Abusing mana for personal gain is against the law of heaven." Seeing Zhaohua's triumphant face, Yang Jian said helplessly.

Zhaohua didn't care at all, he leaned in front of Yang Jian, pinched his chin like a street hooligan, "Zhenjun is no longer a judicial god, is it possible that he will go to the heaven to sue me?"

Yang Jian sighed, he touched Zhaohua's mouth lightly, and smiled indulgently, "That's why Heaven can control you."

Zhaohua was overjoyed, he took Yang Jian into his arms without hesitation, clasped the back of his neck and kissed him hard.When the cunning tongue lingered between his lips and teeth, Yang Jian hesitated for a moment. On the wall behind them, the monitor was slowly twisting his mechanical neck, but Zhaohua pretended that the thing never existed, and his hands gradually became restless. divided up.

"Don't...make trouble...the company..."

Yang Jian took a hard breath, and reluctantly said while Zhaohua was biting his earring.

Zhaohua didn't pay attention to him at all, with his lips and tongue down all the way, skillfully picking up Yang Jian's tie.

"Over the monitor...someone, uh...watching..." And just as Zhaohua was about to encounter the most dangerous position, Yang Jian finally said in a suppressed manner.But in the next moment, his eyes blurred, and he looked back to the bedroom that belonged to the two of them.

"Then it's okay at home." Zhaohua looked aggressively at the man's firm texture, licked his lower lip and smiled slightly, while Yang Jian was so depressed that he covered his face with a pillow. Make a hoarse sound.

"Ah."

what ever.