Xie Jinghuan was still on the phone, hahaha, and was hung up. "I'm so brave that I dare to hang up!"

He always hung up on others.

As soon as the phone hung up, another call came. Xie Jinghuan held back a word to scold Mu yuan. Seeing the caller ID, Sheng Sheng put up with the words.

——Professor!

He has to hand in his thesis in another week!

Fuck!

Xie Jinghuan sent a text message and asked his subordinates to come over, "I heard you graduated from the law department of Oxford University?"

"Yes, boss." The young man of nearly 30 years old was respectful in front of the underage Xie Jinghuan.

Xie Jinghuan nodded and gave him the title of a purposive paper.

"I want a 30000 word paper in three days."

Subordinates, "..."

What the hell?

A 30000 word essay in two days?

"Double your monthly salary." Xie Jinghuan's face was expressionless.

"OK, boss."

Xie Jinghuan snapped his fingers and continued to study the multi line integration of the intelligence department. He felt that there was something wrong with cheating on his graduation thesis, which was quite reasonable.

Luther housekeeper said that something happened to Yeling recently, which closed the small black room. Otherwise, this paper was to be written for Yeling. After all, it was his graduation thesis.

Mu yuan and Xie Jinghuan finished talking on the phone and listened furtively to the door for a while. Jack seemed to work in the study. He had to work a little hard on Christmas Eve. He just had an oolong. He was embarrassed to face jack, climbed into bed gently, pulled up the quilt, and then asked Sunan city for some small yellow films to hide in the quilt.

As soon as I opened, I heard footsteps. Mu yuan hurriedly shut down and was frightened. Jack seemed to pour water. Mu yuan listened for a while, quiet for a moment, and then slowly thought about one thing. Why did he take his settings so naturally? In case Jack could agree, he had to organize his lines and talk with Jack.

Well, talk about it!

The next day, Christmas.

The Christmas atmosphere in the town is excellent, and the weather has also dropped several temperatures, a little bit cold. Mu yuan has not been depressed recently, and his body is not good. It is rare to have a festive atmosphere. He is very happy. He saw a group of children playing outside early in the morning, and Mu yuan had prepared several children's gifts and distributed them one by one.

He also inquired about the customs here. The children would form gangs to knock on the door for gifts, so every household would prepare some gifts, and give the children snacks or something after sending them. Mu yuan prepared a lot of gifts, and the children liked him, and played at their home for nearly an hour. Jack didn't like children or noise, so he hid in the study and worked. Mu yuan wrapped a blanket and sat on the sofa to play with them, If you don't have to ask for gifts, you can play with him until the afternoon.

The Christmas tree at the door is full of gifts, all prepared by Jack. Mu yuan looks at the people coming and going outside from the French window, and his heart is very happy.

Such a quiet picture of the years is extremely precious.

When Jack came downstairs, he saw that he leaned against the French window and was a little sleepy. He wanted to ask him if he wanted to go out for a walk. Jack gave up the idea. Mu yuan was awakened, rubbed his eyes, and saw that Jack looked at him with a smile and blushed a little.

He hasn't forgotten yesterday's oolong.

Fortunately, Jack didn't seem to mind at all, and he was very considerate, "Merry Christmas."

Mu yuan, "Merry Christmas."