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    Until the hotel, Lao Jia didn't say anything. We often travel together on business. Although we always don't talk much, we rarely have the embarrassment of today, which made me unable to find topics.

    After entering the house, Lao Jia went into the bathroom, and I went to turn on the TV and watched the whole news on the news station.  After Lao Jia came out, he finally had to speak and arranged for tomorrow's itinerary.  I nodded in response, thinking about how to explain what Lao Jia saw just now.

    Watching TV absent-mindedly, after a moment of silence, Lao Jia said to go to dinner.  I didn't mean to bring it up, and I couldn't take the initiative to say anything.  Walk out of the room together, talking about what to eat.

    Without the cranky thoughts just now, it returned to the way the two were together before.  After dinner, I went to buy a magazine, and Lao Jia went back to his room first.

    Wandering on the street and calling my wife, my wife heard the noise around me and asked me where I was, and I said I was in Changzhou.  My wife realized that my call was roaming, and hung up eagerly after a few words.  I never cared about the cost of calling my wife. I just make routine calls every day. I want to hear my wife¡¯s voice. Even if her voice starts to improve as the child grows up, I sometimes laugh at her getting more and more tempered.  She always asked back: "Really, I don't think so." Then she said sternly: "Duddu! What are you doing!" Ha, subconsciously, the wife has already begun to have a strong desire to control the child.  Fortunately, I am far away.

    Back in the room, Lao Jia was dozing off on the bed. When he saw me coming back, he got up to say hello and went to the bathroom to wash up.  I flipped through the newly bought magazines.  After Lao Jia came out, I put down the book, met his gaze, and suddenly said: "When will Jia Gong go home?"  Lao Jia said lightly: "I won't come back!" He was speechless again.  I turn on the TV, turn the volume down, and take a shower.  When I came back, Lao Jia had already fallen asleep, so I had to turn off the TV, turn on my bedside lamp, and read a magazine.

    In the next two days, I transferred a few more clients with Lao Jia, and everything went smoothly.  I went back to the office to get the exact training time, and returned to the factory to report to the factory next Monday. I have nothing to do these two days, and the leader agreed that I could go back first.  I called my wife and told her my itinerary. My wife was also very happy and asked the child to call Dad into the microphone.

    Luo Jie sent a text message: "When will you be back?" I just replied: "I don't know." She: "I miss you!" I replied: "Okay"

    Embarking on the return journey, there is an extra worry in my heart, burden, anxiety, and perhaps an inexplicable emotion that is hard to describe.  He still reported his whereabouts to his wife, and finally couldn't bear to pass the news to another woman who missed him.

    Along the way, Luo Jie made every step closer to me affectionate, and my wife still responded to my text messages calmly.  Two distinct women.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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