"Hey, Ichiro-kun, pick up the guests." Su Xiaoan took the blush and carefully dressed up the rattlesnake in front of her. This rattlesnake was also very well-behaved. It squatted on the counter motionless. People who didn't know it thought it was a rattlesnake.
Very realistic fake snake.
"What do you mean by picking up guests?" Ichiro Suzuki rolled his eyes at Su Xiaoan angrily, but when he saw the snake under her hand spitting words at him, Ichiro Suzuki had no choice but to swallow the next sentence he was about to say, with a look on his face.
Looking at Edogawa Masako innocently, he said, "Masako, please take care of this lawless witch, our store is about to be decorated into a haunted house!"
Looking at the 'Scorpion Parts Artwork' placed everywhere on the table, Suzuki Ichiro directly complained, "You are also the owner of this store after all, can't you talk about her?"
"Ah?" Edogawa Masako, who was cooking, didn't come back to his senses for a while, and then wiped his sweaty forehead and said, "Xiao An? I'm not qualified to say whether she receives wages," Edo
The smile on Masako Kawakawa's face is still so gentle.
"Besides, those things are quite pretty." After finishing these words, Edogawa Masako started cooking again.
Suzuki Ichiro could only look at the busy figure of Edogawa Masako with a sad face, shook his head helplessly, and then walked to the sturdy man resignedly. This man was not a local, because there were very few Japanese.
He will grow so tall.
I heard that he was from abroad, but I didn’t elaborate on where he was from.
"This guest, what do you want to eat?" Suzuki Ichiro looked at the tall man in front of him with a stinking look on his face. He took the menu from Suzuki Ichiro's hand and looked at it for a long time before he said, "It's better to follow the instructions above.
It would be nice to have some of those things here, as long as they are served by Ichiro-kun, I like to eat them."
Ugh... If possible, Ichiro Suzuki would like to spit on his face. Although this is very unhygienic, but every time he is attacked by his artificial male version of his voice, he is almost injured internally. If he doesn't find some way to balance it,
Suzuki Ichiro felt that his three views were going to be confused.
Looking at Su Xiaoan and the snake looking at him with gloating expressions on their faces, Ichiro Suzuki suddenly had a good idea, so he twitched the corners of his stiff lips and said, "Guest, wait a moment, eat."
It’ll be coming soon.”
Just as he was about to collect his things and leave, he heard this burly man say, "My name is Xiao Tiantian, don't call me a guest all the time. It sounds too foreign." Here the burly man even squirmed.
His face looked embarrassed.
Hearing a "plop" sound from Su Xiaoan, he almost turned over in front of him. Suzuki Ichiro's face was basically half black, and then he spit it out from his mouth with half of his face black.
A few words: "Okay! Little! Sweet! Sweet!" Your sister! Sweet! Your sister!
An old man who looks like this, with a stubble all over his face, is also called Sweetie? Was his mother's head also squeezed when she was eating him raw? Or were they both squeezed through the same door? In short, Suzuki Ichiro feels that his tolerance is about the same
It's almost reaching its limit.
Seeing the tough "British Sweetie" throwing terrible flirtatious glances from time to time, Suzuki Ichiro wanted to stab himself in the eyes. If he hadn't thought that committing suicide by caesarean section was too bloody, he would have done it like this!
"Hey, Ichiro-kun, pick up the guests." Su Xiaoan took the blush and carefully dressed up the rattlesnake in front of her. This rattlesnake was also very well-behaved. It squatted on the counter motionless. People who didn't know it thought it was a rattlesnake.
Very realistic fake snake.
"What do you mean by picking up guests?" Ichiro Suzuki rolled his eyes at Su Xiaoan angrily, but when he saw the snake under her hand spitting words at him, Ichiro Suzuki had no choice but to swallow the next sentence he was about to say, with a look on his face.
Looking at Edogawa Masako innocently, he said, "Masako, please take care of this lawless witch, our store is about to be decorated into a haunted house!"
Looking at the 'Scorpion Parts Artwork' placed everywhere on the table, Suzuki Ichiro directly complained, "You are also the owner of this store after all, can't you talk about her?"
"Ah?" Edogawa Masako, who was cooking, didn't come back to his senses for a while, and then wiped his sweaty forehead and said, "Xiao An? I'm not qualified to say whether she receives wages," Edo
The smile on Masako Kawakawa's face is still so gentle.
"Besides, those things are quite pretty." After finishing these words, Edogawa Masako started cooking again.
Suzuki Ichiro could only look at the busy figure of Edogawa Masako with a sad face, shook his head helplessly, and then walked to the sturdy man resignedly. This man was not a local, because there were very few Japanese.
He will grow so tall.
I heard that he was from abroad, but I didn’t elaborate on where he was from.
"This guest, what do you want to eat?" Suzuki Ichiro looked at the tall man in front of him with a stinking look on his face. He took the menu from Suzuki Ichiro's hand and looked at it for a long time before he said, "It's better to follow the instructions above.
It would be nice to have some of those things here, as long as they are served by Ichiro-kun, I like to eat them."
Ugh... If possible, Ichiro Suzuki would like to spit on his face. Although this is very unhygienic, but every time he is attacked by his artificial male version of his voice, he is almost injured internally. If he doesn't find some way to balance it,
Suzuki Ichiro felt that his three views were going to be confused.
Looking at Su Xiaoan and the snake looking at him with gloating expressions on their faces, Ichiro Suzuki suddenly had a good idea, so he twitched the corners of his stiff lips and said, "Guest, wait a moment, eat."
It’ll be coming soon.”
Just as he was about to collect his things and leave, he heard this burly man say, "My name is Xiao Tiantian, don't call me a guest all the time. It sounds too foreign." Here the burly man even squirmed.
His face looked embarrassed.
Hearing a "plop" sound from Su Xiaoan, he almost turned over in front of him. Suzuki Ichiro's face was basically half black, and then he spit it out from his mouth with half of his face black.
A few words: "Okay! Little! Sweet! Sweet!" Your sister! Sweet! Your sister!
An old man who looks like this, with a stubble all over his face, is also called Sweetie? Was his mother's head also squeezed when she was eating him raw? Or were they both squeezed through the same door? In short, Suzuki Ichiro feels that his tolerance is about the same
It's almost reaching its limit.
Seeing the tough "British Sweetie" throwing terrible flirtatious glances from time to time, Suzuki Ichiro wanted to stab himself in the eyes. If he hadn't thought that committing suicide by caesarean section was too bloody, he would have done it like this!