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Chapter 556 is as timid as a rat
Xiaoxianggong?
Vegetarian?
Ji Yunshu determined that he had not misunderstood, his body was tight, he glanced at him, turned his head and broke his jaw from his fingertips.
The hand that covers the shoulders of her face is a little tighter, and the smile on her face is more and more evil.
Gazing at her gaze and asking, "What's wrong with me, is it wrong?"
"..." is speechless.
"Hey, you can't touch it."
"..."
Her mouth twitched.
The girls looked at him in a strange look at the two relatives, and listened to the words, they all gently put the scorpion on the tip of the nose, revealing a pair of disgusting eyebrows.
It turned out that these two are broken sleeves!
"It’s disgusting. Since it’s not for the fun here, what are you doing here?”
"It’s a pity that the two sons are still handsome."
"That is, if this is not a problem in my heart, it will be a treasure."
"How do the beautiful men in this world suffer from this disease?"
......
A few girls sighed with the left sentence and the right one, and they were stunned by the yin and yang.
After the smashing, it was boring.
Jing Rong did not care, but he was happy.
Ji Yunshu hurriedly bent his elbow, kneeling on his abdomen and poked his body toward the side, moving two steps.
Stay away from him.
"Do you have such nonsense?"
"The road is not the truth?"
"You and I are male now."
"so what?"
"..."
Ok, it’s speechless.
At the last moment, he once again took her to her front, and held her hand on her slender waist. She looked down at her almond-like eyes and said, "You are the king, even if you want to open it, you can only Eat this dish of the king."
"You release first."
"It’s best to look at the things that Joe’s son is doing.
"But your excuse is too ridiculous."
“Qi Wei?” Jing Rong frowned. “The words you said are fresh enough. The king can’t understand. Anyway, you and I are a pair of people now. It’s good to cooperate, so as not to provoke a powdery taste.”
Indeed, because he said the words, only a few girls were rumbling, and two broken sleeves came from the building.
Naturally, there is no more rouge gouache to lean over to the two, but it is clean.
Later, the turtle slaves in the brothel greeted them and asked, "What do the two sons drink?"
"Good tea."
"Well, please ask the two men on the second floor and give you tea."
The two went up and sat down in an open space.
Compared with the first floor, the second floor is more spacious. It is a place dedicated to drinking and drinking tea. Dozens of tables are arranged one by one, and they are all blocked by elegant screens.
And those Yan Yanyans are also on the second floor, either pulling a man on the third floor to do sports, or sitting on a man's lap and flirting with them.
Just came in, Joe's big son, at this time being sipped by two girls in a cup.
The face is red, and I am already a little excited.
When Ji Yunshu came up, he noticed him.
"It’s a wine jar."Jing Rong also glanced over there, and Joe Dagong was really "what? See what is coming?"
She shook her head.
keep an eye on.
At this time, Joe Dagong was pulled by two girls to go to the third floor, and it happened to pass by two people.
Where did he know that Jing Rong suddenly poured the cup of tea in his hand toward him.
what!
The two girls screamed instead, as if they were poisonous, and the blue silk pinch in their hands swayed on the tip of their fingers.
Qiao Zihua stunned and looked at the place where his chest was splashed with tea, and it was a big chunk of wetness.
His wine seems to wake up.
He was a very clean and clean person, watching his clothes stained with tea, and his eyebrows and eyes instantly wrinkled.
Ji Yunshu is also wondering.
What is this Buddha's moth?
Looking at the satin fabric of Joe's son, it is definitely expensive. This time, I have to pay big.
Qiao Zihua stared at him, with a tone of voice, "What are you doing?"
Jing Rong smiled and looked at him with a scornful look. Then, faintly spit out three words.
"The hand is slippery."
"Hand slippery? I think you are deliberate."
Even if there is fire in his heart, Qiao Zihua is not like the anger of others, the tone, and even some illusory feelings.
The view was calm, and I poured a cup of tea again and ended up.
then--
Once again, I poured over the robes waiting for Joe Zihua.
If you say that a stranger has poured two cups of tea in succession, who is going to be angry?
However, the people of Joe Dagong seem to have not reached the realm of madness.
Instead, he pointed at him, "You..."
Jing Rong turned the white empty glass in his hand, and the eagle glanced. "You Joe's big son?"
"Yes, I am the big boy of Joe. You know it. You know how much my clothes are."
Money, can you afford it? ”
Jing Rong smiled!
His clothes are not cheap!
At the last moment, he deliberately took out the dagger on his waist and put it in his hand for a while, then placed it directly on the table. The eagle eyebrows reflected a fierce light and looked at Qiao Zihua.
Such as a needle like a sword.
When I was seen by that look, Qiao Zihua was stunned and stepped back two steps. He swallowed his throat and showed a timid look.
The momentum is obviously weak.
"It’s true that Joe’s son is as timid as a mouse.”
"What are you talking about?"
"Nonsense?" Jing Rong smiled, reached for a cup of tea and put a hand in his hand. "Come, pour this tea to me. At the time, I apologize to you."
Uh!
That dagger is still there, where is Joe Zihua dare!
The cup of tea was shaking in his hand, and his eyes looked at the dagger from time to time and did not dare to splash.
Plus the man in front of me is indeed very full of momentum, presumably a trainer, he can not do it, what if he is disabled?
But the two girls around me shouted, "Joe, what are you afraid of? You are splashing."
"Yeah, you splashed, you blame this person, it is clear that you are deliberately looking for you, but you are the big son of Joe's family, the uncle is the uncle, what are you afraid of?""Splash!"
What are you honing?
It’s a bag.
Jing Rong stood in front of him and waited for him to pour over, but
He replayed the teacup on the table and said with a hard neck, "I don't care about you."
Do not care?
It’s a kind of unpromising species.
Although Jing Rong heard that the second child said that he was timid, the degree of timidity was a bit too... too timid.
Qiao Zihua, his eyes are erratic, obviously timid, but he gave up his mouth and put a swear words that are not salty or faint. "You wait, I must let you eat and walk."
Then he left the second floor and fled like a mouse seeing a cat.
Let people circle!
This child, shouldn't it be to rescue the soldiers?
Call him uncle?
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