"Crouching tigers, hidden dragons among the people, masters come from the people!"
"You must really be just one person. Is it someone else's exaggeration?"
"One man versus twenty-six, they were all beaten down!"
Qiu Yuqing's eyes lit up, "Do you know who that person is?"
The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face shook his head, and then said solemnly: "I will give you the results tomorrow."
Qiu Yuqing turned her head from the beautiful moonlight and asked, "Do you have any suggestions?"
Although Qiu Yuqing is a beautiful woman with a beautiful face, in his eyes, she seems to be no different from the flowers and plants on the roadside. He said lightly: "Pull him over at all costs."
Qiu Yuqing knew the weight of this sentence. Although the man's tone was as calm as water, Qiu Yuqing knew that it would be a strange thing if his brows moved even slightly when he spoke.
Qiu Yuqing nodded, "Okay! Tell me the results tomorrow."
The man with the Chinese character face looked at Qiu Yuqing indifferently and nodded slightly.
Society is diverse and colorful. Some people like to go shopping and walk, some like to spend time in dissipation, and some like to act cool...
Wu Xie had just sent a passenger to Kairui Commercial Plaza today and happened to see a "sharp guy". He was wearing a pair of denim pants and was shirtless. He was holding a guitar, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and singing at the top of his lungs. What does it mean to interpret the meaning of "sharp guy"?
It is the real show of being cool and cool in the new era of socialism.
Perhaps due to being exposed to the sun every day, the man's face is dark and shiny, and the skin on his body is as dark as that on his face. The blackness is stylish, dark, and very distinctive. Among the decadent long hair
Below, his pair of dark and shiny eyes revealed a bit of sharp light.
The vicissitudes of his singing voice reveal a sense of bohemian sentiment, but the songs he sang were the most dazzling ethnic style that filled the street.
"It feels most comfortable to sing while walking along the way. If we want to sing, we have to sing the most happily..."
What belongs to the nation truly belongs to the world. Even the beggars on the street cannot escape its influence.
No matter how he sings, just his dress and his black skin, which is comparable to that of his African compatriots, have frightened countless future bright flowers and plants in the motherland.
The influence of being shirtless and singing naked on the street pretending to be an artistic man is extremely bad. The pitiful few dollars on the plate in front of the black-faced man may be directly related to this.
The cigarette in his hand burned out, and the dark-faced man threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth. His face looked a little impatient. He dug into his pocket and took out an empty cigarette case. He frowned and put the cigarette case away.
pocket.
Wu Xie saw that the cigarette the black-faced man smoked was Shanghai Peony.
Wu Xie touched his pocket and found that the low-quality cigarettes he used to carry B had disappeared. After thinking about it, he realized that they had been "confiscated" by that girl Tang Tang.
Wu Xie went to the mall and spent 300 yuan to buy a pack of Shanghai Peony 333 cigarettes. His heart ached very much!
"Brother, let's have a cigarette!" The dark-faced man who was resting raised his head and saw Wu Xie handing him a cigarette with a bright smile. It was the familiar Shanghai Peony 333. "How much did it cost?"
As soon as the black-faced man spoke out, Wu Xie knew why he was wandering the streets. This unsociable guy, when someone hands you cigarettes, do you still ask others for the price? No wonder he is so miserable!
But Wu Xie was not angry, he smiled and said: "300."
When the black-faced man heard this, he lowered his vigilant gaze, took it from Wu Xie's hand, and then put it into his mouth eagerly to light it. The black-faced man took a sip intoxicatedly, and the expression on his face relaxed.
"It's true." After a while, the black-faced man opened his eyes, glanced at Wu Xie, and said lightly. It was completely opposite to the expression of enjoyment he had just now.
"Hello, I'm Wu Xie, can I be your friend?"
The black-faced man ignored Wu Xie's extended hand, his expression as cold as ever, "Do you still have this cigarette?"
Wu Xie took out a pack of cigarettes he had just bought. The black-faced man snatched the cigarettes from Wu Xie's hand like a robber, and then said nonchalantly: "I owe you a favor. If we meet again in the future, I will pay you back!"
Wu Xie looked at the expressionless black-faced man's leaving figure and grinned.
The bar is a good place for indulgence, and Wu Xie cannot live without it. It has become an indispensable part of Wu Xie's daily life like the profession of driver.
Although Wu Xie didn't think he would get drunk, under Tang Jingxuan's strong request, Wu Xie handed her the taxi keys after get off work. Unless there were special circumstances, Wu Xie could not drive out at night.
Without his beloved taxi, Wu Xie went to the second-hand market and bought a bicycle for fifty yuan. He rode it to the bar street not far from the community every night. The bar street here is the best in Shanghai.
As a matter of fact, it is said that drinking in these bars has the highest probability of having a one-night stand. But in these days, Wu Xie has flirted with, kissed, and touched the breasts of many women... but he has never been with any of them.
The woman goes to book a room.
Wu Xie doesn’t want to indulge? Of course not. It’s such a pleasure to watch and eat with two beautiful women every day. Any male compatriot who has had such an experience will understand it deeply. It’s like you are watching high-definition
In the uncensored island country art blockbuster, there is a naked beauty lying next to you, but you can only stare at it with wide eyes. It’s such a painful feeling!
But Wu Xie just didn't meet that woman who could let him indulge for a night.
Ye Ling called Wu Xie and "teased" her. Wu Xie wanted to ask her out, but this girl said that she took advantage of the great time of summer vacation to travel with her brother. I really shouldn't believe Ye Ling's pure and innocent face.
, there is a devil hidden under her pure face. A devil who specializes in playing tricks on people.
Tonight, as soon as Wu Xie entered his favorite bar, he saw a woman sitting on the bar. She was wearing a red cheongsam!
When Wu Xie first saw her, he knew that she was the kind of person he was looking for.
A man worthy of selling his body for her!
The softness of Oriental women is perfectly interpreted in the woman, but besides this softness, she also has a domineering attitude of "don't let strangers in". She is definitely not an ordinary person. The woman's round thighs attracted all of Wu Xie
With his attention, Wu Xie wanted to find some flaw to divert his eyes from the woman's thighs, but unfortunately he couldn't find it. The woman's beautiful legs gave people an illusory and unreal feeling.
Everyone will be crazy about it.
Like Wu Xieyi, everyone in the bar focused their attention on the woman’s legs. They were reluctant to part with her!
"Actually, I don't want to be reluctant to leave you, but what makes me toss and turn..." The bar singer sang "Heart Like a Knife" while looking at the woman with an expression, as if he was confessing his love to her.
In the right corner, a bald middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties tilted the wine glass in his hand, and the wine in the glass soaked his pants.
The two young men with dyed hair on the left opened their mouths wide and drooled without even noticing.
Wu Xie stepped forward and sat in the seat in front of the woman that no one else dared to sit on. Then he turned his face and stared straight at the soft curves of the woman's face.
This is an extraordinary woman. This is the conclusion Wu Xie came to after looking at the woman's face.
"Can we sit somewhere else?" The woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, looked up at Wu Xie and frowned.
"There's no one sitting here, so what does it matter if I sit down? Beauty, my name is Wu Xie, what's your name?" "Crouching tigers, hidden dragons among the people, masters come from the people!"
"You must really be just one person. Is it someone else's exaggeration?"
"One man versus twenty-six, they were all beaten down!"
Qiu Yuqing's eyes lit up, "Do you know who that person is?"
The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face shook his head, and then said solemnly: "I will give you the results tomorrow."
Qiu Yuqing turned her head from the beautiful moonlight and asked, "Do you have any suggestions?"
Although Qiu Yuqing is a beautiful woman with a beautiful country face, in his eyes, she seems to be no different from the flowers and plants on the roadside. He said lightly: "Pull him over at all costs."
Qiu Yuqing knew the weight of this sentence. Although the man's tone was as calm as water, Qiu Yuqing knew that it would be a strange thing if his brows moved even slightly when he spoke.
Qiu Yuqing nodded, "Okay! Tell me the results tomorrow."
The man with Chinese character face looked at Qiu Yuqing indifferently and nodded slightly.
Society is diverse and colorful. Some people like to go shopping and walk, some like to spend time in dissoluteness, and some like to look handsome and cool...
Wu Xie had just sent a passenger to Kairui Commercial Plaza today and happened to see a "sharp guy". He was wearing a pair of denim mid-length pants and was shirtless. He was holding a guitar and holding a cigarette, and he was singing at the top of his lungs. What does it mean to interpret the meaning of "sharp guy"?
It is the real show of being cool and cool in the new era of socialism.
Perhaps due to being exposed to the sun every day, the man's face is dark and shiny, and the skin on his body is as dark as that on his face. The blackness is stylish, dark, and very distinctive. Among the decadent long hair
Below, his pair of dark and shiny eyes revealed a bit of sharp light.
The vicissitudes of his singing voice reveal a sense of bohemian sentiment, but the songs he sang were the most dazzling ethnic style that filled the streets.
"It feels most comfortable to sing while walking along the way. If we want to sing, we have to sing the most happily..."
What belongs to the nation truly belongs to the world. Even the beggars on the street cannot escape its influence.
No matter how he sings, just his dress and his black skin, which is comparable to that of his African compatriots, have frightened countless future bright flowers and plants in the motherland.
The influence of being shirtless and singing naked on the street pretending to be an artistic man is extremely bad. The pitiful few dollars on the plate in front of the black-faced man may be directly related to this.
The cigarette in his hand burned out, and the dark-faced man threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth, with a somewhat impatient expression on his face. He dug into his pocket and took out an empty cigarette case. He frowned and put the cigarette case back in it.
pocket.
Wu Xie saw that the cigarette the black-faced man smoked was Shanghai Peony.
Wu Xie touched his pocket and found that the low-quality cigarettes he used to carry B had disappeared. After thinking about it, he realized that they had been "confiscated" by that girl Tang Tang.
Wu Xie went to the mall and spent 300 yuan to buy a pack of Shanghai Peony 333 cigarettes. His heart ached very much!
"Brother, let's have a cigarette!" The dark-faced man who was resting raised his head and saw Wu Xie handing him a cigarette with a bright smile. It was the familiar Shanghai Peony 333. "How much did it cost?"
As soon as the black-faced man spoke out, Wu Xie knew why he was wandering the streets. This unsociable guy, when someone hands you cigarettes, do you still ask others for the price? No wonder he is so miserable!
But Wu Xie was not angry, he smiled and said: "300."
When the black-faced man heard this, he lowered his vigilant gaze, took it from Wu Xie's hand, and then put it into his mouth eagerly to light it. The black-faced man took a sip intoxicatedly, and the expression on his face relaxed.
"It's true." After a while, the dark-faced man opened his eyes, glanced at Wu Xie, and said lightly. It was completely opposite to the expression of enjoyment he had just now.
"Hello, I'm Wu Xie, can I be your friend?"
The black-faced man ignored Wu Xie's extended hand, his expression as cold as ever, "Do you still have this cigarette?"
Wu Xie took out a pack of cigarettes he had just bought. The black-faced man snatched the cigarettes from Wu Xie's hand like a robber, and then said nonchalantly: "I owe you a favor. If we meet again in the future, I will pay you back!"
Wu Xie looked at the expressionless black-faced man's leaving back and grinned.
The bar is a good place for indulgence, and Wu Xie cannot live without it. It has become an indispensable part of Wu Xie's daily life like the profession of driver.
Although Wu Xie didn't think he would get drunk, under Tang Jingxuan's strong request, Wu Xie handed her the taxi keys after get off work. Unless there were special circumstances, Wu Xie could not drive out at night.
Without his beloved taxi, Wu Xie went to the second-hand market and bought a bicycle for fifty yuan. He rode it to the bar street not far from the community every night. The bar street here is the best in Shanghai.
As a matter of fact, it is said that drinking in these bars has the highest probability of having a one-night stand. But in these days, Wu Xie has flirted with, kissed, and touched the breasts of many women... but he has never been with any of them.
The woman goes to book a room.
Wu Xie doesn’t want to indulge? Of course not. It’s such a pleasure to watch and eat with two beautiful women every day. Any male compatriot who has had such an experience will understand it deeply. It’s like you are watching high-definition
In the uncensored island country art blockbuster, there is a naked beauty lying next to you, but you can only stare at it with wide eyes. It’s such a painful feeling!
But Wu Xie just didn't meet that woman who could let him indulge for a night.
Ye Ling called Wu Xie and "teased" her. Wu Xie wanted to ask her out, but this girl said that she was taking advantage of the great summer vacation to travel with her brother. I really shouldn't believe Ye Ling's pure and innocent face.
, there is a devil hidden under her pure face. A devil who specializes in playing tricks on people.
Tonight, as soon as Wu Xie entered his favorite bar, he saw a woman sitting on the bar. She was wearing a red cheongsam!
When Wu Xie first saw her, he knew that she was the kind of person he was looking for.
A man worthy of selling his body for her!
The softness of Oriental women is perfectly interpreted in the woman, but besides this softness, she also has a domineering attitude of "don't let strangers in". She is definitely not an ordinary person. The woman's round thighs attracted all of Wu Xie
With his attention, Wu Xie wanted to find some flaw to divert his eyes from the woman's thighs, but unfortunately he couldn't find it. The woman's beautiful legs gave people an illusory and unreal feeling.
Everyone will be crazy about it.
Like Wu Xieyi, everyone in the bar focused their attention on the woman’s legs. They were reluctant to part with her!
"Actually, I don't want to be reluctant to leave you, but what makes me toss and turn..." The bar singer sang "Heart Like a Knife" while looking at the woman with an expression, as if he was confessing his love to her.
In the right corner, a bald middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties tilted the wine glass in his hand, and the wine in the glass soaked his pants.
The two young men with dyed hair on the left opened their mouths wide and drooled without even noticing.
Wu Xie stepped forward and sat in the seat in front of the woman that no one else dared to sit on. Then he turned his face and stared straight at the soft curves of the woman's face.
This is an extraordinary woman. This is the conclusion Wu Xie came to after looking at the woman's face.
"Can we sit somewhere else?" The woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, looked up at Wu Xie and frowned.
"There's no one sitting here, so what does it matter if I sit down? Beauty, my name is Wu Xie, what's your name?"