Men earn money to spend on women. At this time, Mickey Mouse was held by Mika who was sitting next to him, holding his arms and shaking his body slightly, "Next time I will...".
Mickey Mouse looked happy, as if he was a dashing man with plenty of money for the women around him to squander, but Zhou Long across the table still saw helplessness and even tears in Mickey Mouse's eyes.
Of course, it was only a short moment, or even shorter than a moment. "Zhou Long, this is my husband, Mickey Mouse, an American. If you want to develop, you can come to him." Meijia shook her head and said to Zhou Long. .
Listening to the whistling sound, Zhou Long immediately felt that his internal organs were churning in his stomach. Of course, there was also another feeling, that of a mountain man who came to the city for the first time and met a rich man. The feeling of having relatives in the city.
"Hehe," Zhou Long smiled naively. He had already dropped his chopsticks and used his hands to grab the pig's trotters on the table. This is also Zhou Long's favorite dish. Of course, Meijia's words sounded like Mickey Mouse's ears at most. It's just my former lover who is helping.
And Zhou Long also had the feeling of being introduced to work by a friend, and Meijia in front of him seemed to be saying, come on, this guy is stupid and has a lot of money, let's come together and be cool.
"Follow me, and your stage will be huge. You won't make much money if you stay here," Mickey Mouse said with a completely condescending attitude, as if Zhou Long should come to thank him at this time.
Zhou Long hadn't spoken yet, maybe because Americans are more open-minded, Mickey Mouse directly hugged Mika, their movements were so ambiguous, Zhou Long suddenly felt a little aggrieved.
"Baby, you smell so good," Mickey Mouse said, folding his hands and looking at Meijia's thin waist, who was a little shy for a while, "I'm not used to Western food," Zhou Long swallowed the food in his mouth and spoke eloquently. said.
call.
As soon as Zhou Long finished speaking, Mickey Mouse pushed Meijia away. There was clearly a trace of anger in his eyes. Mickey Mouse turned around and didn't even look at Zhou Long.
"Humph, I gave you a chance to make a fortune, but you still don't want it," Meijia said, shaking her head and looking at Zhou Long, her eyes filled with, yes, hatred, as if Zhou Long had robbed her of something.
Looking back, Meijia continued to pester Mickey Mouse. It was obvious that her intention to see off the guests was very straightforward, and if she didn't leave, the two of them would stage an erotic scene in front of her.
"Country bumpkin, you don't know how to express yourself." In the quiet private room, Meijia's tiny voice reached Zhou Long's ears very clearly. Zhou Long, who had just raised his hips, heard this sentence.
A feeling of being insulted came to his heart, and an emotion called anger was occupying Zhou Long's mind. As he just stood up, an arm suddenly slowly stroked Zhou Long's back from top to bottom. back.
The emotions that were about to explode were instantly soothed by that hand. To be more precise, it was a familiar perfume that made Zhou Long's mind regain its clarity.
"If you have a friend here, don't introduce me," Xia Die said softly and sat next to Zhou Long.
Wearing a red dress, her black hair had obviously been carefully repaired, her plump breasts, and seductive long legs made Mickey Mouse across from her couldn't bear to look at her.
Women are curious animals. In the morning, Xia Die saw everything and walked around the mall naturally. Of course, she appeared here naturally.
"Let me introduce you to my fiancée," Zhou Long said. He could feel Xia Die's body being touched by electricity, but she soon regained her composure.
At this moment, the waiter walked in again, carrying the bottle of so-called 2010 red wine, and shouted.
Without saying anything, Xia Die took the wine bottle from the waiter's hand, looked at it and said, "The 2010 vintage wine is indeed worthy of collection and very valuable, but this bottle is not real."
The waiter next to me had a calm face, not surprised or displeased at all. There are a lot of fakes in China, so it’s nothing unusual. However, the face of Mickey Mouse across from me looked very ugly.
It was like being slapped in the face, "Some people only deserve to drink fake drinks," Meijia said with her head held high.
"Husband is very tired," Xia Die said, shaking her head and looking at Zhou Long. Her tone was as gentle as any, but at this time Zhou Long was really more frightened and said, "This guy has a fever."
"Baby, please go back," Zhou Long said smoothly, and held his snow-white arm over her. Xia Die took Zhou Long's arm and walked out very docilely, as if they were a truly loving couple.
"Why is that so?" Meijia said cooingly, pushing the body of the man in front of her.
"nice,"
"What," Meijia shouted warily, reaching out and pinching it.
"Oh, I mean I want them to look good next time," Mickey Mouse immediately said in pain, looking at the two people who walked out fiercely, but his eyes stayed more on Xia Die's twisting waist.
While he was watching in ecstasy, Meijia held Mickey Mouse's head and pulled it over, saying softly: "I want it."
"OK," before Mickey Mouse could finish speaking, he was surrounded by Mika's murder weapons.
In the taxi, the two of them were sitting together. "This location is great, and the people who come out of here are extraordinary, brother," the taxi driver drove the car and told his stories enthusiastically. He was a talker.
As soon as Zhou Long sat in, he moved his position and leaned towards the car door little by little. Zhou Long would rather face the robbing thugs than face Xia Die.
Xia Die sat next to her, raising her snow-white thighs, and took out a cigarette to smoke. From the corner of his eye, Zhou Long could see that her thighs were shaking. He closed his eyes and looked outside the car. Xia Die's Shadowless legs, that’s not a good look.
"Quiet," Xia Die shouted, and the taxi driver in front immediately stopped talking.
Zhou Long's nerves were even more shaken. He didn't get a good rest after playing the game, and even went shopping and eating with others for no reason. Zhou Long now wanted to die.
"Tonight I ruined your good deeds," Xia Die said slowly, her tone sounding more like a discussion.
"No, you appeared like a great savior," Zhou Long said the words he was considering in his heart. In Zhou Long's heart, Xia Die sometimes existed like a female devil, although he could still dream of her when sleeping. .
"Colleagues, they are just used as body armor," Xia Die said with a smile.
"That's that," Zhou Long said, feeling relieved and thinking, "That's good, but we can't be targeted by the female devil."
"So..." Xia Die followed Hua Feng and said.
Half an hour later, under the attention of a few employees, Zhou Long and Xia Die, who were all dressed in bright makeup, stepped out of the taxi. Zhou Long didn't know how to get upstairs, how to enter the door, how to lie down on the bed, He didn't even have time to take a shower, so he lay on the bed.
After falling asleep, Zhou Long slept particularly deeply that night. In the taxi, Xia Die's words later made Zhou Long immediately feel that the world would end tomorrow.
In the morning, there was a rapid knock on the door. Zhou Long opened his eyes, his eyes were dull and there was nothing in his head. He got dressed and washed, and opened the door that was still knocking.
"Friend, I heard that you picked up two girls yesterday, one went out and one came back," Lu Ziqiao said standing at the door, looking at Zhou Long with bright eyes.
It was like seeing prey. Lu Ziqiao closed the door and walked in.
Bang, "Ah,"
There was a scream outside the door, and the door opened again. Fatty Huang stood outside the door holding his nose, rubbing his nose and looking at the two people in the room.
Half an hour later, "Xiao Huang, bring three bowls of beef noodles, yes, there are also three cups of soy milk to heat, and three braised eggs," Zhou Long shouted into the phone.
After saying that, he hung up the phone and looked at the two people in front of him, with expressions like rocks on their faces, and looked at Zhou Long.
"You mean, Xia Die wants to take you to meet the old man at his home," Lu Ziqiao said, touching his chin.
"Yes," Zhou Long responded, because last night, Xia Die helped Zhou Long very generously, so she asked Zhou Long to pretend to be her boyfriend and win the support of the elderly to regain the family property.
"How much does it cost per day?" Fatty Huang said after being stunned for a long time.
"What do you mean, we are all brothers, and raising money is a common practice," Lu Ziqiao said, "I'm going to give you as much as you want."
"It seems she didn't say this." Zhou Long thought and said, "That's not right. I pretended. Can I still live? The other person is Long Yi, the president of Blue Sky Group."
Just as there was a knock on the door, Fatty Huang opened the door, and Xiao Huang walked in with breakfast. But behind him, a man, Wang Gai, also came in at the same time. He distributed breakfast and several people immediately started eating noodles.
There were no unnecessary words, as if several people came here specifically to eat noodles at Zhou Long's place. "Team leader, you don't believe me," Wang Gai said while looking at Zhou Long, and glanced at the others.
"Is there anything I don't know? Should I tell you that I am a member of the Wild Wolf Union?" Wang Gai thought to himself, his face serious, as if he was being bullied.
There were even tears lingering in his eyes, "What are you talking about? When did the deaf man stop believing you," said the fat man next to him, patting Wang Gai on the shoulder.
It was like a big brother talking to his brothers, "It's fate that we all get together, right?" Lu Ziqiao said, his eyes looking at Zhou Long, which meant that Zhou Long should speak quickly.
"Yeah, right, right," Zhou Long said vaguely while feeding noodles into his mouth.
"Then what are you plotting?" Wang Gai opened his mouth and shouted: "Don't tell me, at least we are in the same group." "Hey," Fatty Huang said and immediately covered Wang Gai's mouth and closed the door. .
"Who is plotting something?" Lu Ziqiao said: "You still think you are a police officer. You can't change your habit. I finally know why you can't be a police officer."
As soon as they finished speaking, the four people eating noodles looked at Wang Gai, who was still motionless with his head down. Xiao Huang, Fatty Huang, and Zhou Long looked at Lu Ziqiao with their faces raised.
