The thing about a woman being an official: pickle factory
The director of the Lihu pickle factory is a widower, whose surname is Lu, whose name is Shao, and whose dialect is Lihu: Donkey Sao! An old guy in his fifties, according to ancient sayings, is an old man! Mud horse, such an old man
, Widower, in fact, has been secretly coveting Ouyang Qin's beauty for a long time. Once, Ouyang Qin went to the toilet to relieve her. There was no way, human physiological functions, how can I not solve that? Ouyang Qin hesitated, but had a abdominal pain
She had to rush to the toilet not far from the workshop!
The toilet in the pickle factory is ragged and dirty inside. The maggots are worming in the cesspool. Don’t be disgusted when you see it, but there is no way. The whole pickle factory is just a small toilet. If you don’t solve it here, you can still
Where? Urinate and defecate anywhere, right?
Ouyang Qin had no choice but tolerate it, she went to the stinky and extremely disgusting toilet. She just took off her pants and squatted down with her fat butt. Suddenly, there seemed to be some light in front of her eyes...
Hey, what kind of light?
Ouyang Qin felt that it was a man's greedy gaze, which emerged from the wall hole in the toilet. Looking at the wall hole, a man's lustful eyes were there, mud
Horse, who is so shameless, and blatantly peeping women?!
Ouyang Qin had no choice because she was already starting...that.
Alas, that... how could it end halfway? It's embarrassing, so embarrassing.
She shouted: Who, come in and see if you have the ability. I have told you to see enough. What the hell are you? Why don’t you go home and see your mother and your sister?! You can see and touch it
No! You are so angry that you are a grandson, bastard! Ouyang Qin shouted angrily and sarcastically... She finally ended that by herself, when she was about to stand up, okay, the toilet is really powerful
A man broke in, and stood in front of her with a grim smile!
You... factory director!
Yes, it's that widower, old guy! You...
Ouyang Qin was shocked. She didn't know what to say - why is it the factory director, you just now! Are you... peeking?
Xiaoqin, I like you... The factory director murmured in his mouth, his body approached Ouyang Qin, and his body emitted a strong smell of garlic. Speaking of which, this guy is every time
I have to eat raw garlic, so I smell bad at the mouth and it’s simply a cessation pit!
There is garlic in the pickle factory. This guy takes one to eat when he has nothing to do. When eating garlic is like eating apples.
A stench of garlic came, Ouyang Qin was angry and annoyed, cursing, "Old hooligan, are you nervous?"
I don’t... Xiaoqin, I really like you. You don’t have a husband now. How about we live together? I have money and saved hundreds of thousands of dollars, and I will give it to you!
Get out... Old hooligan, this is the toilet. Get out, do you want to eat shit? Ouyang Qin was so angry that she didn't know what she was going to say.
The widower factory manager was not angry at all and said with a smile, Xiaoqin, I saw you below, I will go to your house tonight. Let's have a good talk...
Get out! Old hooligan! Ouyang Qin rushed out of the toilet crying.
At night, the factory manager "Du Sau" carried two bags of Xinjiang red dates in his hand and really came to Ouyang Qin's home.