Just when Wang Muchou and I's hair was about to turn green, I was living a happy life as a master keeping a mistress...
Jichangzi and Duoduo lived together for three days in an unjustifiable manner. During this period, Jichangzhi was very crazy, and his color was like a bone scraper. Jichangzhi lost at least four or five pounds, and his eye sockets were fucking blue.
It was obvious that I didn't dare to close my legs together. When I was taking a shower, I often lowered my head and said to my wife: "Brother... you have obviously gained weight these days. It's time to lose some fucking weight..."
On this day, Duoduo went shopping with a few friends. Jichangzi slept in the house until noon. When he got up, he had nothing to do. He touched his hair and it felt a little long. He simply washed himself and searched the house for a long time. He found his stolen clothes.
, is hanging on the balcony.
Ji Changzi took off the clothes, smelled the smell of washing powder, imagined Duoduo rubbing clothes on the balcony, smiled unconsciously, put on his clothes in a happy mood, opened the door and went downstairs to get a haircut.
"Hey... have you seen the boss lady recently??" A young man in his twenties with dyed yellow hair asked the hair-washing girl who was reading the newspaper next to him while getting a haircut.
"Tch...if you want to see the boss lady, you have to go to the store manager's bed...at eight o'clock in the evening, definitely up there..." The girl glanced at the young man and said gossiping.
"You think this is strange. The owner has more than ten stores and is so rich. What is the purpose of cuckolding him every day??" the young man asked with a sneer.
"In today's society, there are only a few people who can understand what they want, but they are all fucking sick. Look at the boss lady, and I heard she is a lady!! Damn you lady, you are more disgusting than anyone else.
, opened the barber shop ten years ago, and changed eight store managers, but no one had a spark with him. As soon as a customer entered the barber shop, he would ask, "Hey, why does your store manager look like a celebrity... I, he
Can Mom tell them that this is the only condition for the boss lady to apply for the store manager? Damn it, the handsome guy has been seduced by this coquettish MILF, how can you put us budding flowers in such trouble!?" The little girl followed.
Just like the exterminator who has seen through the worldly world, her words are rough but reveal her philosophy...
Jichangzi, who was originally drowsy, heard the conversation between these two people. For some reason, he remembered the scene at KTV that day, when Duoduo gritted his teeth and helped himself to block the assassination of the army. The blood stains dripping from his white arm seemed to be right in front of him.
, the picture turned, and I recalled that every night in many homes, two dishes and one soup were placed on the old-fashioned table...
"Life is so wonderful!! Society is so fucking fucked up! Maybe those people who are serious about spurning bitches all day long are more like crawling out of a shithole...!" Ji Changzi didn't know that he was talking to the two of them,
I still said it to myself, anyway, in a slightly emotional tone.
"Brother, you look like a wet person!!" The guy with the haircut was stunned and said to the chicken intestines in admiration.
"I'm not a wet person...but I and a wet person are brothers...your words stimulated my peripheral nerves, forget it...you don't understand even after you say it, oh, by the way, I suggest that you don't discuss the boss's wife when you go to work in the future.
, look at the look on the face of the landlady at the door, as if she had eaten Sanlu..." After Jichangzi finished speaking, he threw twenty yuan on the table, and smiled and hit the livid-faced landlady at the door.
He said hello and walked out happily.
In fact, Ji Changzi had always been unable to get over the hurdle, so he hesitated. After leaving the house, he did not go home. He bought a pack of cigarettes and wandered around the market.
At this moment, a social elite wearing a suit, with eyes, carrying a briefcase, walked towards him, carrying two taels of pork and some green onions.
"Brother, excuse me!" Ji Changzi stopped in front of the social elite and asked politely.
"What's the matter?"
"I want to ask a question!"
"You ask!"
"Do you have a negative attitude towards the love between a client and a prostitute, or do you agree with it!!"
"You are fucking sick!!"
"Vulgar!!" Jichangzi said disdainfully with his little eyes wide open. Then he walked around the market a few times and saw the fresh seafood in the market, as well as vegetables that had been sprayed with water, and some meat. Chicken intestines actually had
An urge to show off your cooking skills.
"Boss, give me two kilograms of shrimp! And a carp!" Chicken Intestine pointed at the seafood in the pool and said.
"Great!!" The boss in an apron fished out a carp, chopped off the head with two swipes of his knife, and neatly handled the internal organs.
"Boss, let me ask you something!"
"you say!"
"I have a friend who falls in love with a mother who is an old bustard. I have tried to persuade him several times, but he has not listened. What do you think can be done to make him leave this woman?" Ji Changzi was despised for several times.
This time, I finally learned to change my method of asking questions.
The seafood seller was startled, grinned, and said, "Don't say it, buddy, I understand." He said slowly: "If you want me to say it, you shouldn't stop me. You just can't stand it. You
My friend has found a girl. I’m not afraid of making fun of you. Let’s take me selling fish as an example. I get up at four o’clock every morning to purchase goods, and I can go home and lie in bed after 11 o’clock at night, but I have to be scolded by the urban management every day.
I am being annoyed by the market manager, and I have to listen to my wife saying that I have no future, so why do you think I am doing it? Let me tell you the hell, I will not do this if there is any way!! I have difficulties, and the lady will
No? I have a butt and a lot of bad things, but the lady doesn’t? So, I do everything just to earn a living. Can you tell me clearly, who is more elegant than the other, and who is more shameless than the other?
What?... There is no moral bottom line in this society now... The streets are full of naked beasts, how can you be so reserved?"
"Boss, could you please tell me what you did before?" Ji Changzi asked curiously.
"Haha, I'm just a seafood seller..." The boss has already put the things into the bag.
Chicken intestines took the things and glanced at them casually. On the stool in the shed, there were two books, one of Clausewitz's "On War", which was very old, and a "Jin Ping Mei" paperback edition.
, this book is very new, I was stunned for a moment, I don’t know what the necessary connection is between these two books, and I think it’s a bit irritating and a spoof.
After walking around the market, Ji Changzi returned to Duoduojia with a lot of vegetables. In fact, Ji Changzi had no inspiration for cooking except for having an innate talent for homosexuality.
First, there was a stir-fried shrimp with onions, a pot of old soup with unclear color using carp pieces, and then there was a Northeastern stew + tomatoes, scrambled eggs, chicken intestines, and I didn’t know what the taste of the dishes was.
On the table, two more cans of cold beer were opened. After a busy day, Jichangzi sat on the sofa, wiped his sweat, smoked a cigarette, and sent a message to Duoduo. The content must have nothing to do with eating, so that's what he said.
It's about having sex...
Twenty minutes later, Duoduo walked in from the door carrying a lot of bags. But as soon as he entered, he found it was pitch dark and the windows were all closed with thick curtains. Duoduo threw down the bags in confusion and pressed the button to turn on the light.
The switch is turned on, but there is no light in the house.
"Snapped!!"
After the crisp sound of the lighter, Jiguangzi's face with blue eyes appeared in front of the dining table. The lighter was lit on top of the candle, lighting up a weak flame...
"You have nothing to do... Just order food from outside, it's troublesome to do it yourself..." Duoduo's delicate body trembled, and after a second, she said casually.
Jichangzi smiled and said nothing. After walking over, he hugged Duoduo gently, bit her delicate ear, and said slowly: "What if... I really did the fake thing?"
"...Don't you want to give money anymore??" Duoduo's delicate body trembled again, biting Jiguang's shoulder, as if she didn't know that she would shed tears.
"Well, I'm going to let you support me and earn my money back!"
"Then how much are you going to ask for?" Duoduo laughed, smelling the faint smell of washing powder on the chicken intestines, and asked slowly.
"Three cents a time, if it's too expensive, you can negotiate...!!"
"Get lost! You're shameless!!"
…
Two hours later, there was a table full of chronic poison, with no food left, and the plates were even brighter than the brush...