Of course, the most important thing is the cute and familiar character of this little black girl. I don’t know when, this girl has never regarded herself as an outsider. If it weren’t for the fear of Ding Ling being jealous, this girl would
I'm afraid the little black girl can live at home. Every time I think about this, I feel that this encounter is quite funny. Take my relationship with Xiao Ai as an example, what does this mean?
Friend? Love rival? Master and disciple? Brother and sister? Enemy? I really don’t know what to say. Compared with this mess, the business in the shop is pretty good, and the scattered work is evenly distributed. Basically
, they are all orders in two or three days, and the things they encounter are not very difficult. Sometimes, they don't even need to come forward, Xiaochuang Daniu and others can handle it themselves.
Taking advantage of the recent period when I am not too busy, I go to a nearby fitness center almost every day. Because I have an annual pass, most of the people there are familiar with it. In reality, I am very familiar with the kind of fitness center that specializes in "block training".
I have no interest in the equipment, and I don’t have the courage to train myself into a muscular man. I just want to go there and sweat like rain on the cowhide sandbag without disturbing the people.
In a place like this, you can't practice Sanshou with routines, because doing so would be too ostentatious, and a large group of idlers would come over and point at you in a few moments, but you shouldn't be able to do anything like punching or kicking.
The problem is, because there are some people wearing black belts showing off in the hall.
The deceitful young men were doing similar things. Originally, Guigui didn't want to come to such a noisy place where there were big guys sweating and showing their chests everywhere. However, this little sticky bean bag didn't have much to do. Recently
She is obsessed with painting and often wears light gray cotton pants.
I was sitting on a bench to play with myself in my sportswear, but because I was so good-looking, I still always ran into gangsters who took the initiative to strike up a conversation. Because of this, I also had a headache. Fortunately, most people were quite conservative.
It doesn't matter if the rules are broken, they won't touch them, but everything is done
There are exceptions. Occasionally, you will meet some shameless people who will make fun of you without saying a word, and they will stamp their noses and put on a very serious look. If you are younger, you will not be hit all over the face when encountering such things.
Blood will never stop, but now that people have grown up, they are not as bloody as they used to be.
It’s okay to pat the other person on the shoulder and give a signal. When you are out, one more thing is worse than one less thing. However, if you endure it for a while, you can indeed calm down. Taking a step back, but it may not mean that the world is brighter and the sky is brighter. You have to make a big deal about this kind of thing. Still fighting a lot, of course, in Ding Ling
After I accidentally learned about this incident, this kind of thing never happened again. Although this girl no longer hangs out on the road, her lust is still there, so we came over to play together for a while during the weekend holiday.
The "big brothers" watching the scene were so frightened that they nodded and bowed in compliments.
, didn’t the ancients say that gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people? It seems that the female devil who was many times more powerful than the hooligans still has some weight in their eyes. Thinking of this, they feel a strong sense of pride.
Spontaneously, amidst the horrified eyes of those admirers, I quietly
I walked over and patted Ding Ling's perky little butt as a sign of praise. Ding Ling, who had never been so "frivolous" before, turned back angrily and glared at me, but his face turned red.
He pushed me hard and said, "I'm going to die, you stinky scoundrel! Don't be ashamed!"
"Tsk, how can you say that about your own man? You don't want to think about it, do you?" I said, hugging Ding Ling's slender waist with a smile. I was about to kiss her generously when I saw a man who looked like a waiter hurriedly kissing her.
I ran in. The young man was helping in the fitness center. We had known each other for a long time and we would say hello every time we met. However, it is a pity that I still don’t know his name.
"Brother Lu Li, someone is looking for you outside the door!" He kept waving to me, and shouted to me in a low voice. Seeing his hurried expression, I knew that this guy was definitely not joking with me, so I said hello to Ding Ling.
, I quickly followed him
I went downstairs and when I arrived at the door, I saw a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper standing at the door. The man was in his forties or fifties. He had a mustache that looked like Lu Xun's, with a 3-7 parted part on his head.
On the top, a pair of ancient and unwavering eyes
His eyes were hung on that old face that looked quite experienced, making people look at it and not dare to take it lightly. What made people pay more attention was the other party's attire. It was summer, black suit, black trousers, black leather shoes.
, and a pair of white gloves that don’t look cheap. Although autumn is coming soon and the weather is not that hot, I saw a man wearing such an outfit at noon when long-sleeved shirts were not common.
, it feels a bit awkward to look at it.
"That's him! He asked me to find you!" The boy said, grinning, I nodded to indicate that he could go back, then I walked over quickly, wiped the sweat from my forehead and asked him: "Hello, are you looking for me?
Is there something wrong with me?"
"Are you Lu Li?" the other party said, nodding to me, but there was a touch of easily detectable indifference in his tone. To put it more vividly, his eyes were like a rich man looking at a beggar, or a forensic doctor.
Looking at corpses always makes people feel very uncomfortable. I hate this kind of attitude. I forced a smile and said to him: "That's right, Tielou Studio, Lu Li, is there any business you can take care of?"
"Our master, we want to see you." The other party said to me, nodding to me again.
"Business?" I frowned as if I noticed something.
"I don't know the specific situation. I only know that our master asked you to go there. Please come with me once. Time is running out." He said, nodding to me for the third time, looking at his expression.
This was quite sincere. I thought about it, shook my head and said, "At least you should let me know who your master is. It's not good to call me over for no reason. I still have to eat with my wife."
"
I said and nodded to him imitating the other person's behavior, but as soon as I said these words, the glass of an exaggerated-looking black car behind was shaken down, and then, a very familiar little face appeared.
I poked my head out of the car window, and when I saw her, I was stunned, because this was none other than Xia Xiaorou, whom Ou Duansi couldn't even explain her relationship with.
"My dad wants to meet you, is it so difficult to have a meal!?" Xia Xiaorou said, with a fierce look on her face as if she was about to explode.