He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

In the afternoon, Even had a cubicle and computer installed diagonally opposite her.

Lee Hyori sat there obediently, feeling joyful and excited, unaware that she was already a horse with reins on.

Yang Jiulang shook his head. Let's take it one step at a time.

Hyori, fighting!

Around four o'clock, Yang Jiulang strolled leisurely to Even's office.

Lee Hyori looked up at him, smiled shyly, and her eyes sparkled.

Yang Jiulang nodded and walked over to Even, who was looking down at the computer.

"Boss~" Yang Jiulang opened his mouth shyly.

Even looked up and saw Yang Jiulang. Her stiff back relaxed, and she glared at him: "Are you taking leave again?"

Yang Jiulang smiled ingratiatingly: "The exam is next week, let's practice some more."

Even leaned back in the boss's chair, stretched his tired body, and said, "How's it going? Can you drive it yet? If you can, you can take my car to practice in."

"No, let me dig another ditch for you."

Even smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'll practice with you sometime next week."

Lee Hyori, who was engrossed in her work behind him, was distracted for the first time today.

Yang Jiulang clasped his hands and bowed.

Turning around and seeing Lee Hyori, he turned back again and said, "Boss, thank you for taking care of my cousin. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Even waved her hand: "If anyone should treat, it should be me. Thank you for giving me such a smart and hardworking girl like Hyori."

Yang Jiulang chuckled, turned around and walked to Lee Hyori's table, reaching out to tap her on the head: "Hyori, do a good job, I'll reward you properly tonight."

Lee Hyori's face was buried in a pile of documents; she was burning up, and her heart was pounding.

As Yang Jiulang left the office area, he sent a message to the person at home who was alone: ​​"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll bring it to you."

Hou Qinqin replied instantly: 【Honey, I want to eat barbecue, drink milk tea, and eat fried chicken.】

Yang Jiulang: [Okay, I'll buy it all for you. Be a good girl and wait at home.]

Hou Qinqin: [My husband is the best! I've finished washing up and am waiting for you to come home, mwah~]

Yang Jiulang put away his phone and took a taxi straight to the driving school training ground.

When Yang Jiulang returned home that evening with barbecue, milk tea, and fried chicken, Lee Hyori was already busy in the kitchen.

"Hyori, you're back! Cook less food, I brought some barbecue and fried chicken," Yang Gulang called out to the kitchen.

"Yes!" Lee Hyori responded crisply.

Yang Jiulang put down his things and looked up to see Hou Qinqin squatting on the bed, staring blankly at him.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Jiulang glared at her.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you guys?" Hou Qinqin pouted and shouted angrily.

"What? What happened?"

"Hmph, you two! My sister asks you first when she gets back, and you go to her first when you get back. What do you take me for? A fake person?"

Yang Jiulang grinned: "Who are you blaming? We both go to work, and you don't even cook a meal at home."

"They washed clothes for three people, huh~"

Yang Jiulang glanced at the balcony, where the three people's clothes were indeed hanging messily. He nodded, picked up a cup of milk tea for her, and said, "Come on, mannequin, drink some milk down your throat, it'll feel even better."

Hou Qinqin's face lit up with joy when she saw the milk tea. She took it, inserted a straw, took a delicious sip, and sighed, "I knew my husband liked me."

Yang Jiulang walked into the kitchen.

Lee Hyori was busy at work, her ponytail loose but not messy, her apron tied around her slender waist, and her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing her long, shapely forearms. On the stove were two plates of cooked dishes: braised pork ribs and stir-fried vegetables.

"Honey," Lee Hyori said softly, her pretty face flushing, "it'll be ready soon, go wash your hands and eat."

"Hmm," Yang Jiulang reached out and brushed the stray hairs from Lee Hyori's forehead behind her ear, saying softly, "Next time, ask Qinqin to cook for you."

Lee Hyori smiled and said, "Don't talk about her. She's been cooped up at home all day, she must be pretty bored."

After saying that, she turned off the gas stove and started to untie her apron.

"Another interpretation."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Lee Hyori turned around, her small mouth slightly open.

Yang Jiulang smiled slightly, walked over, put his arms around her waist from behind, and kissed her delicate neck: "I like the way you look in an apron."

Lee Hyori's face flushed instantly. She twisted her body awkwardly, raised her left hand behind her back, hooked it around his neck, turned her face back, and said dreamily, "Honey, kiss me for a while."

Yang Jiulang lowered his head and kissed her, their bodies intertwining.

My body is getting hotter and hotter, and my hand has already moved silently...

Lee Hyori felt her legs trembling, and she bent over, holding onto the stove, swaying back and forth...

Fortunately, a last shred of reason stopped them at the final checkpoint.

The two separated with a "snap," quickly straightened their clothes, washed their hands, and then went out to serve the dishes together.

The three of them sat together, eating and chatting.

When the conversation turned to Lee Hyori's new boss, the tone shifted a bit.

"What?! She's a stunning beauty?" Hou Qinqin exclaimed. "Sis, is she even prettier than you?"

"How can I compare to him?" Lee Hyori laughed self-deprecatingly. "By the way, hyung, I feel like Even might have a crush on you."

Yang Jiulang felt a chill run down his spine. He picked up his ice-cold beer and took a big gulp, pretending to be nonchalant as he said, "Don't talk nonsense. He's a senior executive in the group."

Hou Qinqin stared warily at Yang Jiulang and said, word by word, "Husband, from what you're saying, you're thinking of sleeping with him!"

Yang Jiulang's head went blank, and he didn't dare to reply, so he silently gnawed on the chicken head.

Lee Hyori continued, "Big brother, Even asked you a lot of questions today, about your girlfriend, your hobbies, basically whatever we talked about, they would ask you about it."

Yang Jiulang sighed and then embellished his account of how he had been helping Even to influence the construction companies at the construction site over the past few days.

The two girls looked at Yang Jiulang with eyes full of adoration and a desire to have sex with him.

Finally, Yang Jiulang said seriously, "Hyori, it's not good for you to gossip about the boss on your first day at work. Remember, what you need to do now is to talk less and do more."

"Yes, big brother, I will."

After dinner, the three of them took turns showering, and then it was time for bed.

Hou Qinqin insisted on sleeping with Yang Jiulang again, and Yang Jiulang took the opportunity to announce: "My two sisters, since there have been fewer troubles at the construction site these past few days, and Xiaoli has made sure I'm well-fed, I've decided to take you to the city center tomorrow for a shopping spree. You can decide what you want tonight, and we can get it when we get there tomorrow."

The two girls were overjoyed.

"Alright, go to sleep now and get some rest." Yang Jiulang said as he pushed Hou Qinqin out of the bedroom, then winked at Li Xiaoli.

Lee Hyori pursed her lips and nodded quietly.

I dragged Hou Qinqin to bed.

As usual, Yang Jiulang leaned against the headboard, reading a novel while waiting for Lee Hyori to come over.

Around eleven o'clock, the door was gently pushed open, and Lee Hyori slipped in, locked the door behind her, and tiptoed to the bedside.

Yang Jiulang lifted the blanket, and Lee Hyori slipped into his arms.

A youthful fragrance wafts into the nose and lungs.

There's no rush to do it.

The two started chatting while fiddling with each other.

"Hyori, is work tiring?"

"It wasn't tiring." Lee Hyori snuggled into her arms, finding a comfortable position. "Even taught me a lot today, and I learned a lot."

"Really? What did you learn?"

"Using the cheek oil to make forms, and how to register ledgers, how to classify and archive them..." Lee Hyori counted on her fingers, "Even is such a nice person, she taught me so patiently, and she explained everything I didn't understand."

Yang Jiulang smiled and said, "Then let's do a good job."

"Yes!" Lee Hyo-ryeong nodded vigorously. "I will definitely try my best. Thank you, husband."

Yang Jiulang grinned wickedly: "Just thank me verbally?"

Lee Hyori was taken aback, but immediately understood what he meant. In the darkness, she mustered her courage and asked, blushing, "Honey, how do you want me to thank you? I... I can do anything."

Yang Jiulang thought for a moment: "Hyori, when you were practicing Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), did you practice the splits?"

Lee Hyori nodded: "Practice, honey, my splits are perfect..."

Suddenly, she stopped, feeling her whole body burning hot...