MTL - How to Deal with a Tsundere Gong-Chapter 5 Sisyphus

Tang Jin actually had no time to check his number.

For a moment, he wiped his hands and picked up the phone:

The other person did not speak, only the sound of breathing came.

Xu Baichuan asked: "Tang Jin?"

Xu Baichuan clamped the phone between his ears and shoulders, and then painted, while saying, "What's wrong? Why don't you talk?"

Still no response.

Xu Baichuan deliberately said: "Isn't it? Oh, you're wrong."

Breathing a stalk across the face, Tang Jin's voice overflowed from the earpiece, his voice sounded a little hoarse: "... where are you now."

This is why you asked me knowingly. You even found the number, how could you not know that he was there.

Xu Baichuan's tone was as usual: "H City, by the way, I asked Cheng Xu to tell you I'm here to play, did he say that? Wouldn't he say nothing?"

Tang Jin said sullenly, "I said."

Xu Baichuan wondered: "Why are you calling? Why ... miss me?"

He deliberately said the word "thinking" very seriously, and spared no effort to disgusted Tang Jin, in order to let him hang up the phone earlier. He has been so busy these days that he hasn't thought of such a bad thing for a few days. Upon hearing the familiar voice, various physiological reactions such as hollow heart acid have made a comeback again. It is too uncomfortable.

Sure enough, Tang Jin immediately refuted: "Are you dreaming?"

Xu Baichuan was already impatient. Although it was his fault that preceded him, he had already changed from being a new boy and giving up his place. Could n’t Tang Jin be too late for him?

"Yes, yes, I am dreaming. What advice did Master Tang have?"

Tang Jin raised his voice: "You won't speak well?"

Xu Baichuan refused to be outdone: "You called to fight with me?"

Tang Jin said angrily, "You!"

Xu Baichuan said: "Me?"

Tang Jin's tense voice was relaxed from a quarrel. He was silent for a long while, and when Xu Baichuan wanted to hang up, he suddenly said, "Are you really traveling?"

Xu Baichuan shook his hand, and the black paint color struck the red heart. It was finished and destroyed.

Scratching the color was time-consuming and laborious. Xu Baichuan looked at the paint full of hands. He should have been angry, but calmed down strangely. While doing it, I compared contemporary Sisyphus, but Sisyphus pushed the stones endlessly. He wanted to color this thing over and over again. See, this is the result of offending love to God!

"Of course I'm here to travel. I seem to have told you that I like it many times, oh, you don't remember." Xu Baichuan accidentally lifted a scar.

Tang paused over there and asked, "Why didn't you call me?"

Xu Baichuan threw the small wooden board on the table and laughed silently. He responded in an extremely easy tone: "You're so busy, it's hard to make time." Busy with the little angel Song Yanyu who has been oppressed so far.

Tang Jin paused for a longer time this time, probably in wonder how a cheeky person suddenly became so sensible and entangled with him, and then he asked him bluntly: "Travel is travel, you What number do you change? Do you know how many calls I made to you? "For example, afraid of Xu Baichuan's misunderstanding, he added:" I forgot where the Greenland Group contract was placed ... Do you know that it has delayed me? How much? "

Suddenly there was an itch on his cheek. Xu Baichuan raised his hand and swore a swear word. Tang Jin, on the other end of the phone, immediately displeased, "Did you neglect your duties, and dare to scold me?"

Xu Baichuan rubbed his face rudely with his sleeves and sighed: "Mother, mother, man, tears, not flicks, can you argue?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged. He didn't receive his salary this month. It was obvious that Tang Jin had taken advantage of it, but even if he got the advantage, he even said that he had neglected his duty?

However, after thinking about it, it is obvious that he forced others to accept himself, and also complained that others did not love himself, so why not get cheap and sell well?

A small wave of anger that had accumulated was immediately dissipated, and he said in a good voice: "I accidentally caught my hand, not to say you. The contracted king of the green land knows where you are, and you let him find it for you."

Tang Jin also eased: "... when are you coming back?"

Xu Baichuan lied without changing his face: "One month. I also made a craft for you, and will send it to you when I return?"

Tang Jin was surprised: "You did it yourself? Can you see?"

Xu Baichuan fiddled with the small wooden board again, brushing his fingers over the two black characters, boasting, "I have never seen such a beautiful handicraft, you must like it."

Except for the loud voice of the first few sentences, Tang Jin's tone changed a lot. Xu Baichuan's heart was empty and perfunctory for a long time, and finally hung up the phone.

After sitting for a long time, he felt a ridiculous hum. In fact, the moment he answered the phone, he still had expectations in his heart. Tang Jin said he was dreaming, he was really dreaming, and actually wondered if Tang Jin and the little angel were having a bad life, or simply stunned, it may be that Tang Jin suddenly realized that he had been awakened to him after he left. Still a bit emotional ... the higher the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Some people say that keeping a pet after a long time will suddenly feel uncomfortable. Even his pet is not considered, at most it is a full-time nanny who works 24 hours a day.

Now the babysitter will be honored to step down. He had felt a long time ago, and had already sent all the information he had mastered to Xiaowang a long time ago, so that he would leave unattended one day, and he did not expect a useful day. And ... whether it is Tang Jin or Tang Jin's parents, he asked him to name him as a private helper just to keep him remembering: in our eyes, you are just working. Xu Baichuan put out a list based on his memory. He had already explained clearly about his work. He only wrote about ten pages of Tang Jin ’s habits and thoughts about what he wrote. He exported the pictures one by one to Tang Jin Company. Xiao Wang, the assistant, posted it, sent one, and deleted one in his heart.

Xu Baichuan knew that he was shameless, and that he was asking for trouble, so there was nothing to complain about. What he wanted to say was enough to cover it. He laughed helplessly: "It really deserves it."