"Dead devil, they are your wife. You hardly go home these months. I'll come to work and see what's wrong with you.

Director Cheng said, stretching out his hand and pulling the corner of the cheongsam, and putting Xiao Man's waist in Tingting's coat, he walked past.

After putting the small heat preservation bucket in his left hand on the table, Director Cheng reached out to hook up Director Chang's neck and glared at him like silk: "Today, there is a drought in the world, and a piece of land is also smoking from drought. It needs Director of Drought Control to moisten it."

"Go, go."

The Director-General quickly opened...