Chapter 632: jet lag

Chapter 632 Time Difference
It was almost early in the morning when the black SUV slowly drove off the parking space in front of the park.
Dazhe yawned again... The Soul of the Souls certainly wouldn’t feel sleepy—physical, but still mentally.
"Do you want to keep up now?" Dazhe asked curiously on the 18th.
On the 18th, I finally said: "I admit that I have made some mistakes. I did not examine it carefully when I chose this gold master. I just felt that he was OK. But now, he seems to have at least something he is craving."
Da Zhe came to the spirit: "What would he want?"
On the 18th, he said: "A man, who does not return home at night, prefers to work alone outside, and deceive his wife from going home. What do you mean for?"
Dazhe frowned: "You mean...he has a bad relationship with his wife?"
On the 18th, sneer: "The man is greedy and tired, and the most normal. However, even if you don't have to explore the past, you can roughly distinguish it."
"What is the dream of the past?"
"This is my ability, it has nothing to do with you." No. 18 indifferent.
Then you still said it...
Dazhe shook his head and then yelled at his chin. "But even if you don't want to go home, you don't have to be greedy." Men sometimes don't want to go home, just want to be alone. Ok?"
"Oh." No. 18 disdain: "You mean, would you know Kim Master better than me?"
Dazhe shook his head: "I certainly don't understand you...but I know men, especially married men. For example, just wanting a space that belongs to a person is a normal thing. Besides, If you want to say that he is changing his mind, why should he work here? Go to the bar nightclub to have a good time, isn’t it a thief?

"If it is true love, it will not deceive at all. Deceive, such feelings are no longer pure. Men, never a good thing!"
Big sister, have you been stimulated...
"Oh, don't discuss this question, okay?" Da Zhe waved his hand: "Anyway, you don't understand the feeling of being a man, sometimes you don't want to go home. I don't know how to tell you." Say, anyway, you don’t understand."
"Are you laughing at me?" No. 18 cold and cold.
"No, it’s just that men know more about men." Dazhe said quickly: "In other words, we still have to keep up... we are far away."
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Zhu Maolin will let his movements be the lightest and lightest... Usually this time, return to home this time.
But the position of the door has already put a pair of slippers, and the entrance light of the entrance door is also lit at this time, probably never thought of turning off after opening.
Zhu Maolin silently put on his shoes, glanced at the food in the living room with a gauze cover, and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
Then he returned to the room and still relaxed as much as possible, even the action of lying on the bed was as cautious.
The time the phone was turned up, but it won't make a noise to his wife. Because he knew that she was going out to work early in the morning.
So his day, when it was 5:17 in the morning, it was over.
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Her day starts at 7:00 in the morning.
When I got up, I saw my husband next to me, then washed and prepared breakfast, because I knew that no matter how late my husband came back, I would go out to work on time during the day, and I wouldn’t be late when I was on vacation.
Then she will go to work.
At 7:40, she was ready to go out, and then wrote a note on the table to remember to eat breakfast - of course, the food left last night has been thrown away.
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At 8:30, the phone ringing, Zhu Maolin opened some bloodshot eyes, hurriedly dressed and washed, the clothes on the hangers have been prepared for him today, even the tie has been matched It is.
Then he frowned and changed his hand from the closet, picked up his briefcase and hurried out the door.
The door at home was closed, and Zhu Maolin went out, but suddenly opened and walked back, picked up a piece of baked bread from the dinner table, and then went out again.
This time is 8:45.
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At 8:50, she opened the door of her pottery classroom and began to wait for the students who came to class. She is a craftsman and this classroom is where she and her husband meet.
The first student came, an elderly woman, and the family was honest, but actually came over to pass the time.
"Yu Han teacher, today is also early, what are you going to do? Let me help you?"
"No, you should prepare yourself first?" She... she is called Hou Chen Han Han.
Hou and Chen.
Followed by the father's surname, followed by the mother's surname, it seems that because his father did not earn her mother, so the mother's surname is still ahead.
"Hey, teacher, why haven’t you seen Li Jie and Zhang Damei today?"
"Today... um, Mrs. Li said that she would go out to eat with her husband today, and she will not come. Mrs. Zhang’s words, I want to say that I have to accompany my son to see the piano teacher today, and I will not come." Hou Chenyu thought about it. It should be down.
"Oh, this way, I still want to call Li Jie to have dinner together at noon. It's a pity... Xiao Han teacher, do we have to go out to eat together at noon? Anyway, you don't go home at noon."
"Okay." She did not think much and agreed.
She is also afraid of a person... a person to eat, lunch, or dinner.
At noon, two women, who were more than ten years old, spent a while in a nearby restaurant.
It’s really awkward to say that the parents are short.
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1:43 pm.
"Manager, lunch is coming, eat first!"
My colleague is called Xiao Wang, a person, and both hands are holding the box of the whole group back, and everyone is slamming.
Zhu Maolin holds a lunch box and continues to conceive some small details. He quickly swallowed a bite of rice and thought of something. He asked directly: "Tboy, the model is sure to be here at three in the afternoon?"
"Well, she promised me that she must come over." Tboy quickly said; "Newcomers, attach great importance to this opportunity, should not be late."
"That's it. If the real person is fine, come out tonight." Zhu Maolin nodded and ate something.
But he doesn't know what he is eating, and eating is an action.
This is a pineapple that he did not like to eat before.
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At 7:30 in the evening, Hou Chenyu took home with him, watched TV, watched TV, and then read a book. He was finally sleepy and fell asleep.
At 12:15 in the evening, this is her day.
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Today's re-shooting is not going well. Real people don't have the ideal of photographs. So they were rejected by Zhu Maolin. In the end, they still had no choice but to take another day.
At half past three in the morning, early, he gently went to bed again.
His day is over.
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Every day.
(End of this chapter)