Chapter 111: No matter what era there are perverts!
"Uncle, if I don't smoke today and you can't recognize your biological father and mother, my surname is not Zhao, no, my surname is not Qian."
‘Pah, pah, pah!’ The sound of whips in the house didn’t stop all night
"Try harder, try harder, haven't you eaten yet?"
"I've worked very hard, you want to tire me out!"
"No, no, no, oh, don't slap it in the face!"
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Early in the morning, the American turkey outside the house came to unlock the door. As soon as he opened the door, he found Qian Duoduo standing at the door, with messy hair, rubbing his shoulders and humming: "Damn, damn fat man, I'm so tired, I should find you."
He charges!”
When the old madam looked at Qian Duoduo, her smiling eyes turned into blurred lines. She shivered as she walked into the house and muttered: "Oh, why are you pretending to be a reserved and good-natured woman? She is still a little coquettish girl."
Before she could finish her words, she was frightened by the scene. She saw Mr. Huang lying sprawled on his back, with blood marks all over his body and face, especially on his body.
The fat meat looks as fancy as an African zebra.
"Haha, it's comfortable, it's really comfortable. I haven't been this comfortable for many years!" The pig-headed man grinned so beautifully that bubbles bubbled from his nose, and kept shouting "Comfort".
"Mom, what's going on?" The old bustard rushed forward to check the injury on the pig's head, completely confused about the situation.
Qian Duoduo was just about to walk out the door when he suddenly remembered something and turned to the old madam and said: "Hey, I said, this pig head has a tendency to be abused and likes to play sm. I think you'd better drag her back quickly. I'm going to be very harsh."
, I will not be responsible if I die in your place!"
After Qian Duoduo finished speaking, he rubbed his neck and sighed: "Hey, there are such perverts in every era!"
The pig-headed man was sent back by several guards from Yihongyuan. To be more precise, he should have been carried back. The old madam still doesn't understand that there are really people in this world who spend money to buy smoke.
But after sending this one off, he still has to pick up the guests again, so here comes the old bustard again.
"Hey, let me tell you, you are still in the room and you are not accepting guests?" The turkey went crazy, and the feathers on the top of its head stood up even more.
"Oh, don't you get annoyed by picking up customers every day? Look at how bad the working environment here is. You work overtime every day without getting any pay, and you don't even get a weekend!" Qian Duoduo was so annoyed that he turned around and lay down.
: "I'm asking for leave today!"
"Asking for leave? You've only been here a few days and you're asking for leave!" The old madam reached out and grabbed her ears: "Get up quickly, or I won't be able to spare you!"
"Hey!" Qian Duoduo straightened up in pain and pointed at the old madam angrily: "You're right, I'm a performer but not a prostitute. Don't try to force me to submit. Otherwise, I'll commit suicide by swallowing rat poison and make you rich.
Two empty!"
When the old madam heard this, he immediately laughed. He pointed at Qian Duoduo's nose and said with a smile: "You are still a showman but not a prostitute. What skills do you have? What are your skills in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
"Ah, this, that, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, I..." Qian Duoduo started to stutter. I am not good at these things. My specialty is: climbing walls, turning dog holes, burning the palace and touching Brokeback Mountain.
butt.
"Huh, I can't tell you. I can tell you! You are not a good person, so you go and pick up the guests for me!" The old bustard stretched out his hand and pulled Qian Duoduo up, dragging him along.