"Cousin, post it quickly! Don't stop. [ #_ ]" Xia Ying urged without any thought. Xia Qin was so angry that she slapped her belly and cursed: "Don't be ashamed, let's see who dares to marry you in the future.

"Pull the towel to cover her body.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of showing to your cousin at home? You can show me too soon." Xia Ying smiled proudly.

Xia Qin was completely speechless...

Liang Yong put on his shoes at the door, and his mind was still full of colorful things. This night was so wonderful. Humming an unknown ditty in his mouth, he leisurely went downstairs, and when he walked to the corner of the third floor, he saw that the couple was still there.

People are immersed in it, and the sound of "hiss" is like a beautiful symphony.

"Hey! This guy is so awesome. It's been so long. I admire him!" Liang Yong couldn't help but give a thumbs up and joked. It's been a few hours and this guy is still so fierce. Could it be that he is the legendary golden gun who is invulnerable. For

Liang Yongshi truly admires such a fellow-minded person.

"Hey, I just went back to watch Mr. Ai Iijima's performance, and I couldn't help but ask my little girl out again..." The guy raised his head when he heard the greeting and replied with a silly smile.

"Oh, you scored twice! You continue." Liang Yong nodded with understanding, whistling and going downstairs. I thought that Xiao Liang was also so young back then, but I didn't have such a real field game.

Liang Yong was in a good mood. He went downstairs leisurely and even forgot about the big hole in the back of his shirt. But this good mood did not last for two minutes. He smelled a stench five meters away from the Maserati and found a pile of garbage dumped on the ground.

The side of the Maserati was piled higher than the body of the car, making it difficult for him to jump into the car and drive out.

Damn it! No wonder no one is parking here, tons of garbage is dumped here every night.

Liang Yong cursed and walked towards the gate of the community on foot without stopping. The car definitely couldn't be driven, so he could only ask his younger brother to pick up the car tomorrow and wash it before using it again.

Hualiu Street is a bit deserted at night. I heard that it is going to be demolished. Merchants choose different blocks to open new stores, and the business here has shrunk greatly. The originally bustling Hualiu Street has lost its former glory. When Liang Yong passed by the Xuri Repair Shop

, the place is closed, but the lights are still on in the store. Brother Liang is probably still working late at night doing some repairs. There is a half-dismantled broken refrigerator case at the door.

Sister Hua and the others have rented a new store in Hongya Garden Community. It is a house that Liang Yong helped contact the community property management company. The monthly rent is 1,500 yuan, which is considered the cheapest store there. Of course, this is inseparable from Liang Yong's management behind the scenes.

It’s just that the place is still being renovated, and it will take a month before they can move there and open for business. Liang Yong did not disturb them and continued to walk forward. Now it is a rare opportunity to stroll on Hualiu Street. Liang Yong has lived in this street for five years.

Although he lived in poverty, he had many beautiful memories.

Exiting Hualiu Street is Dazhong Road. After the overall demolition and reconstruction in the past few years, Dazhong Road has now become a new landmark of Huadu City. It is a new commercial center no less than a pedestrian street, especially the entertainment industry is developed. Liang Yong's Rising Sun Investment Company

and Yujie's luxurious nightclub are all on this street. It is already midnight, but the nightlife here is at its peak. Neon lights are flashing everywhere, and men and women in brightly dressed clothes are walking through it and are intoxicated.

Liang Yong took a look at the large electronic screen on the entrance floor of the wealthy nightclub, where a popular music video was playing, and wanted to go in and have a look. Since the place opened, Liang Yong has only been here twice during the day and not during the evening business hours. But then

Still shaking his head, he suddenly lost the thought of going inside. In the past, going to nightclubs to hunt for women was one of Liang Yong's hobbies, but now this idea has become much lighter, and he can't help but think of his girlfriends.

"Sir, buy a T-shirt! The T-shirts I have here are good, they are all foreign trade goods." Suddenly a crisp voice came.

Liang Yong turned around and saw a woman greeting him. She was in her thirties with traces of time on her face. In front of her, there were several iron rods supporting the street, with dozens of men's T-shirts hanging on them.

There is also a large shoulder bag at the foot. This is a very common mobile vendor on the pedestrian street, but this woman is obviously new to the industry. The quality of the T-shirts she sells is much better, and the price is naturally much higher. There is a white sign next to it.

The clothes cost 45 yuan each. Such a price is not attractive to customers who like to buy street stall goods. It is too expensive.

Her business was not doing well, and she was slightly shy when greeting people. She was a sister-in-law who wanted to improve her family situation through hard work. Liang Yong stopped and looked at her. He didn't just fall in love with her, but felt that he should help her.

, even buying a T-shirt is the greatest encouragement to her. Liang Yong was born in a poor family and has a close feeling for people who struggle in adversity.

"The T-shirt is good, but I don't know which color suits me. Can you pick one for me?" Liang Yong said.

"The black one you have is good, and the size is just right." The woman said with a smile on her face, but the introduction still seemed unfamiliar.

"Let me try." Liang Yong smiled and put the T-shirt on. The woman came over to help him arrange it, looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "It looks good on you, but I think the color is still a bit darker."

.How about you try the red one?"

"Okay." Liang Yong took off his clothes and put on the red T-shirt again.

"Well, not bad, it seems a little short. You can try the blue one..." the woman said after looking at it. She was very serious and picky, just like a sister who accompanied her younger brother to buy clothes on the street, trying them on and comparing them carefully.

Liang Yong tried on the clothes one by one at her suggestion. He was not upset, but he felt a long-lost warmth. He thought of his mother from the woman's body. He hadn't gone shopping with his mother for a long time. She used to take him shopping.

That's what clothes are like. Although the clothes I tried on were all ordinary clothes, they reflected the unique care of motherhood.

It wasn't until he tried on all the T-shirts on the hanger that the woman suddenly realized. She apologetically smiled at Liang Yong and said, "I'm sorry, I treat you like my little brother. I take him shopping for clothes every time."

"Hehe, it's nothing, my mother is like this too." Liang Yong responded with a sincere smile.

The woman's face turned red. She was actually a few years older than Liang Yong, but years of high-intensity labor had left traces of time on her face.

"You have a very standard figure and a good complexion. In fact, you look good no matter what you wear. It's just that the clothes I have here are not good enough for you. The workmanship of low-end clothes is not that fine. You'd better go to the specialty store over there to buy it! I know you do.

I can afford it." The woman Wan'er said with a smile.

"You are very knowledgeable about clothing. What did you do before?" Liang Yong asked without refusing.

"I used to work in a garment factory. It was too far away from home and it was inconvenient, so I quit my job and returned home. Today is my first time setting up a stall." The woman returned.

"You must be an excellent sewist." Liang Yong nodded, staring at the calluses on her fingers.
Chapter completed!