Chapter 1324
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The next second, overlapping legs have been, eyes a turn, a stiff back, a white face.
Jingpeng's whole face is distorted!
Ah, the leg is over there, it hurts!!!
The waiter looked at his good-looking face, which became twisted in an instant. She was shocked: "master Jing, you What's the matter with you? "
Jing Peng tried to control it, but he didn't let his hands cover it. He just tightly grasped the clothes on his chest.
His clothes were pulled into a ball by him, and a dull "ah" came out of his mouth. He used all his strength to put his legs down.
Damn Tang Huai, he must revenge!
"Master Jing, you What's the matter with you? " The waiter came up and looked at Jingpeng in some panic.
Is there anything wrong with him?
Will you die here? If she died here, would she be responsible?
"It hurts..." The pain hasn't gone yet, and Jingpeng is still gripping the clothes on his chest.
The waiter stared at his hand and thought he had chest pain. She was shocked: "master Jing, you Do you have a heart attack? "
"I It's hurt here. "
As soon as the waiter heard this, she quickly sat beside Jingpeng and grabbed Jingpeng's hand: "is it serious to be good at strictness? Shall I take you to the hospital? "
"No No need... "
"Then I'll give you the medicine?"
Jing Peng gasped: "no......"
"But you are in pain."
“……” Can it be painless? Tang Huai that dead woman, exactly how acupuncture? He's still in pain.
He used to have acupuncture. He was bitten like an ant. Later, he didn't know how comfortable he was. He didn't feel any pain at all. Now, if his legs were slightly pinched, he would die of pain.
Jingpeng had to open his legs and rest on the sofa, waiting for the pain to go away.
The waiter sat there, worried about her face. She looked beautiful and worried, which made her look very attractive.
Jingpeng turns her head and looks at her. She sees the water mist in her eyes. Beautiful women are like beautiful flowers, which can make men have a pleasant feeling.
What's more, Jingpeng, who has his own style and can't do that for many years, misses the bravery with Tang Ying.
See beautiful, let oneself move heart of woman, he is to have desire,,,, hope, also can have reaction, his reaction is dry mouth, dry tongue, whole body is feverish.
At present, the waiter looks very good. He has a goofy face, round eyes, delicate and moving appearance, which is even more painful.
When Jingpeng's throat dried, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "What's your name?"
Even if the waiter is worried, the voice is sweet, with the delicate function, listening to Jingpeng's heart: "pistachio."
"Yellow lotus seed?"
Huang Lianzi smiled shyly: "it's a company without a cursive head."
Jingpeng picked up his eyebrow: "how to choose this name? Does your family like lotus seeds very much? "
Huang Lianzi said: "no, my mother gave birth to me, and she hopes that the next child will start to have sons in succession, so she took this name."
"Did you finally have a son?" asked Jing Peng
Huang Lianzi smiled softly: "when he was born, he had two sons in a row."
"Then you're such a great aunt." When talking with Huang Lianzi, Jing Peng felt the pain there, and it gradually eased.
Huang Lianzi listened to Jingpeng's words, just smiled and said nothing more.
"How old are you?" Jingpeng's eyes were fixed on the beautiful face of huanglianzi.
"Nineteen."
"How long have you been in the hotel?" Jingpeng asked again, his eyes scanning huanglianzi.
There are Huns and buttocks, and the waistline is perfect. It's tempting to wear a uniform. The height is one meter six seven.
The legs are long and straight, neither thick nor thin, just right. The two legs exposed are perfect. Jingpeng wants to touch them.
After seeing the head from his feet, Jingpeng's eyes returned to Rao Hun.
It's quite full. It's not as dry as the Banhua. It's all branded.
"I came here as a waiter at the age of 17. Before I became a waiter, I was looking for casual workers outside. I came out to work at the age of 13."
"Poor family?"
Huang Lianzi's eyes flashed a flash of vicissitudes: "it's quite poor. My brother is not in good health. He has been hanging his life by medicine. He has to pay more than 100 yuan for medicine every month. The third brother's performance is good. My parents think that only when I study, can I go out of the mountains to go to college. I have to work hard for him to keep reading. My elder sister got married early again. My parents are old and frail. The burden of the whole family is on me. If I don't work, I can't eat. My brother's life will be hard to protect. "
Hearing this, Jingpeng sympathized with the beautiful girl.
When she mentioned rice, he realized that he was already hungry and flat. He said to Huang Lianzi, "feed me."He is trying to move as little as possible now. If he hurt there, he will lose face in front of the beautiful girl again.
If she knew that he was a "non inclined man, his face would be left at Grandma's house.".
Huang Lianzi smiled sweetly: "OK."
Huang Lianzi takes the food from the tray and feeds it to Jing Peng.
Jingpeng tries to make his movements elegant and put on a noble look.
The more he is like this, the more huanglianzi thinks he is handsome.
And he is Jing Shao's younger brother. He must have money.
"Is it delicious?" Huang Lianzi smiled at Jingpeng.
"The taste of meat is bland."
"I saw the chef and him, when making meat, put more salt."
"Well." Jingpeng put on a noble and indifferent look.
The more he is like this, the more huanglianzi is fascinated by him. She stares at his chest and asks gently, "master Jing, how do you support your chest?"
A flash of stupefied spirit flashed through Jingpeng's eyes. When was his chest hurt?
Suddenly he remembered that when he was just in pain, he grabbed the clothes on his chest, and he pursed his lips: "people like me often have to face gunfire and bullets, and inevitably get hurt."
When Huang Lianzi heard this, meimou flashed a touch of surprise and worry: "why should I face a lot of bullets? So you don't get hurt often? "
In the face of Huang Lianzi's worry, Jingpeng's chest is flowing with warmth, "how many successful men are not supported for several times in their lives?"
"Is the wound heavy? Let me see, will you? "
"No, it will scare you."
"Young master Jing, are you a soldier like jingshao?" Huang Lianzi looked at Jingpeng curiously and adoringly.
"Jing Peng shakes his head:" no, I'm a factory operator, doing business
What's good about soldiers?
Isn't a soldier of his elder brother's rank a pauper?
Every month, he receives hundreds of subsidies from the state, which is not enough for him to smoke.
Even though he had a jeep, he thought he had money. He didn't spend a cent on it because it wasn't given away.
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The next second, overlapping legs have been, eyes a turn, a stiff back, a white face.
Jingpeng's whole face is distorted!
Ah, the leg is over there, it hurts!!!
The waiter looked at his good-looking face, which became twisted in an instant. She was shocked: "master Jing, you What's the matter with you? "
Jing Peng tried to control it, but he didn't let his hands cover it. He just tightly grasped the clothes on his chest.
His clothes were pulled into a ball by him, and a dull "ah" came out of his mouth. He used all his strength to put his legs down.
Damn Tang Huai, he must revenge!
"Master Jing, you What's the matter with you? " The waiter came up and looked at Jingpeng in some panic.
Is there anything wrong with him?
Will you die here? If she died here, would she be responsible?
"It hurts..." The pain hasn't gone yet, and Jingpeng is still gripping the clothes on his chest.
The waiter stared at his hand and thought he had chest pain. She was shocked: "master Jing, you Do you have a heart attack? "
"I It's hurt here. "
As soon as the waiter heard this, she quickly sat beside Jingpeng and grabbed Jingpeng's hand: "is it serious to be good at strictness? Shall I take you to the hospital? "
"No No need... "
"Then I'll give you the medicine?"
Jing Peng gasped: "no......"
"But you are in pain."
“……” Can it be painless? Tang Huai that dead woman, exactly how acupuncture? He's still in pain.
He used to have acupuncture. He was bitten like an ant. Later, he didn't know how comfortable he was. He didn't feel any pain at all. Now, if his legs were slightly pinched, he would die of pain.
Jingpeng had to open his legs and rest on the sofa, waiting for the pain to go away.
The waiter sat there, worried about her face. She looked beautiful and worried, which made her look very attractive.
Jingpeng turns her head and looks at her. She sees the water mist in her eyes. Beautiful women are like beautiful flowers, which can make men have a pleasant feeling.
What's more, Jingpeng, who has his own style and can't do that for many years, misses the bravery with Tang Ying.
See beautiful, let oneself move heart of woman, he is to have desire,,,, hope, also can have reaction, his reaction is dry mouth, dry tongue, whole body is feverish.
At present, the waiter looks very good. He has a goofy face, round eyes, delicate and moving appearance, which is even more painful.
When Jingpeng's throat dried, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "What's your name?"
Even if the waiter is worried, the voice is sweet, with the delicate function, listening to Jingpeng's heart: "pistachio."
"Yellow lotus seed?"
Huang Lianzi smiled shyly: "it's a company without a cursive head."
Jingpeng picked up his eyebrow: "how to choose this name? Does your family like lotus seeds very much? "
Huang Lianzi said: "no, my mother gave birth to me, and she hopes that the next child will start to have sons in succession, so she took this name."
"Did you finally have a son?" asked Jing Peng
Huang Lianzi smiled softly: "when he was born, he had two sons in a row."
"Then you're such a great aunt." When talking with Huang Lianzi, Jing Peng felt the pain there, and it gradually eased.
Huang Lianzi listened to Jingpeng's words, just smiled and said nothing more.
"How old are you?" Jingpeng's eyes were fixed on the beautiful face of huanglianzi.
"Nineteen."
"How long have you been in the hotel?" Jingpeng asked again, his eyes scanning huanglianzi.
There are Huns and buttocks, and the waistline is perfect. It's tempting to wear a uniform. The height is one meter six seven.
The legs are long and straight, neither thick nor thin, just right. The two legs exposed are perfect. Jingpeng wants to touch them.
After seeing the head from his feet, Jingpeng's eyes returned to Rao Hun.
It's quite full. It's not as dry as the Banhua. It's all branded.
"I came here as a waiter at the age of 17. Before I became a waiter, I was looking for casual workers outside. I came out to work at the age of 13."
"Poor family?"
Huang Lianzi's eyes flashed a flash of vicissitudes: "it's quite poor. My brother is not in good health. He has been hanging his life by medicine. He has to pay more than 100 yuan for medicine every month. The third brother's performance is good. My parents think that only when I study, can I go out of the mountains to go to college. I have to work hard for him to keep reading. My elder sister got married early again. My parents are old and frail. The burden of the whole family is on me. If I don't work, I can't eat. My brother's life will be hard to protect. "
Hearing this, Jingpeng sympathized with the beautiful girl.
When she mentioned rice, he realized that he was already hungry and flat. He said to Huang Lianzi, "feed me."He is trying to move as little as possible now. If he hurt there, he will lose face in front of the beautiful girl again.
If she knew that he was a "non inclined man, his face would be left at Grandma's house.".
Huang Lianzi smiled sweetly: "OK."
Huang Lianzi takes the food from the tray and feeds it to Jing Peng.
Jingpeng tries to make his movements elegant and put on a noble look.
The more he is like this, the more huanglianzi thinks he is handsome.
And he is Jing Shao's younger brother. He must have money.
"Is it delicious?" Huang Lianzi smiled at Jingpeng.
"The taste of meat is bland."
"I saw the chef and him, when making meat, put more salt."
"Well." Jingpeng put on a noble and indifferent look.
The more he is like this, the more huanglianzi is fascinated by him. She stares at his chest and asks gently, "master Jing, how do you support your chest?"
A flash of stupefied spirit flashed through Jingpeng's eyes. When was his chest hurt?
Suddenly he remembered that when he was just in pain, he grabbed the clothes on his chest, and he pursed his lips: "people like me often have to face gunfire and bullets, and inevitably get hurt."
When Huang Lianzi heard this, meimou flashed a touch of surprise and worry: "why should I face a lot of bullets? So you don't get hurt often? "
In the face of Huang Lianzi's worry, Jingpeng's chest is flowing with warmth, "how many successful men are not supported for several times in their lives?"
"Is the wound heavy? Let me see, will you? "
"No, it will scare you."
"Young master Jing, are you a soldier like jingshao?" Huang Lianzi looked at Jingpeng curiously and adoringly.
"Jing Peng shakes his head:" no, I'm a factory operator, doing business
What's good about soldiers?
Isn't a soldier of his elder brother's rank a pauper?
Every month, he receives hundreds of subsidies from the state, which is not enough for him to smoke.
Even though he had a jeep, he thought he had money. He didn't spend a cent on it because it wasn't given away.
The next second, overlapping legs have been, eyes a turn, a stiff back, a white face. Jingpeng's whole face is distorted! Ah, the leg is over there, it hurts!!! The waiter looked at his good-looking face, which became twisted in an instant. She was shocked: "master Jing, you What's the matter with you? " Jing Peng tried to control it, but he didn't let his hands cover it. He just tightly grasped the clothes on his chest. His clothes were pulled into a ball by him, and a dull "ah" came out of his mouth. He used all his strength to put his legs down. Damn Tang Huai, he must revenge! "Master Jing, you What's the matter with you? " The waiter came up and looked at Jingpeng in some panic. Is there anything wrong with him? Will you die here? If she died here, would she be responsible? "It hurts..." The pain hasn't gone yet, and Jingpeng is still gripping the clothes on his chest. The waiter stared at his hand and thought he had chest pain. She was shocked: "master Jing, you Do you have a heart attack? " "I It's hurt here. " As soon as the waiter heard this, she quickly sat beside Jingpeng and grabbed Jingpeng's hand: "is it serious to be good at strictness? Shall I take you to the hospital? " "No No need... " "Then I'll give you the medicine?" Jing Peng gasped: "no......" "But you are in pain." Can it be painless? Tang Huai that dead woman, exactly how acupuncture? He's still in pain. He used to have acupuncture. He was bitten like an ant. Later, he didn't know how comfortable he was. He didn't feel any pain at all. Now, if his legs were slightly pinched, he would die of pain. Jingpeng had to open his legs and rest on the sofa, waiting for the pain to go away. The waiter sat there, worried about her face. She looked beautiful and worried, which made her look very attractive. Jingpeng turns her head and looks at her. She sees the water mist in her eyes. Beautiful women are like beautiful flowers, which can make men have a pleasant feeling. What's more, Jingpeng, who has his own style and can't do that for many years, misses the bravery with Tang Ying. See beautiful, let oneself move heart of woman, he is to have desire,,,, hope, also can have reaction, his reaction is dry mouth, dry tongue, whole body is feverish. At present, the waiter looks very good. He has a goofy face, round eyes, delicate and moving appearance, which is even more painful. When Jingpeng's throat dried, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "What's your name?" Even if the waiter is worried, the voice is sweet, with the delicate function, listening to Jingpeng's heart: "pistachio." "Yellow lotus seed?" Huang Lianzi smiled shyly: "it's a company without a cursive head." Jingpeng picked up his eyebrow: "how to choose this name? Does your family like lotus seeds very much? " Huang Lianzi said: "no, my mother gave birth to me, and she hopes that the next child will start to have sons in succession, so she took this name." "Did you finally have a son?" asked Jing Peng Huang Lianzi smiled softly: "when he was born, he had two sons in a row." "Then you're such a great aunt." When talking with Huang Lianzi, Jing Peng felt the pain there, and it gradually eased. Huang Lianzi listened to Jingpeng's words, just smiled and said nothing more. "How old are you?" Jingpeng's eyes were fixed on the beautiful face of huanglianzi. "Nineteen." "How long have you been in the hotel?" Jingpeng asked again, his eyes scanning huanglianzi. There are Huns and buttocks, and the waistline is perfect. It's tempting to wear a uniform. The height is one meter six seven. The legs are long and straight, neither thick nor thin, just right. The two legs exposed are perfect. Jingpeng wants to touch them. After seeing the head from his feet, Jingpeng's eyes returned to Rao Hun. It's quite full. It's not as dry as the Banhua. It's all branded. "I came here as a waiter at the age of 17. Before I became a waiter, I was looking for casual workers outside. I came out to work at the age of 13." "Poor family?" Huang Lianzi's eyes flashed a flash of vicissitudes: "it's quite poor. My brother is not in good health. He has been hanging his life by medicine. He has to pay more than 100 yuan for medicine every month. The third brother's performance is good. My parents think that only when I study, can I go out of the mountains to go to college. I have to work hard for him to keep reading. My elder sister got married early again. My parents are old and frail. The burden of the whole family is on me. If I don't work, I can't eat. My brother's life will be hard to protect. " Hearing this, Jingpeng sympathized with the beautiful girl. When she mentioned rice, he realized that he was already hungry and flat. He said to Huang Lianzi, "feed me."He is trying to move as little as possible now. If he hurt there, he will lose face in front of the beautiful girl again. If she knew that he was a "non inclined man, his face would be left at Grandma's house.". Huang Lianzi smiled sweetly: "OK." Huang Lianzi takes the food from the tray and feeds it to Jing Peng. Jingpeng tries to make his movements elegant and put on a noble look. The more he is like this, the more huanglianzi thinks he is handsome. And he is Jing Shao's younger brother. He must have money. "Is it delicious?" Huang Lianzi smiled at Jingpeng. "The taste of meat is bland." "I saw the chef and him, when making meat, put more salt." "Well." Jingpeng put on a noble and indifferent look. The more he is like this, the more huanglianzi is fascinated by him. She stares at his chest and asks gently, "master Jing, how do you support your chest?" A flash of stupefied spirit flashed through Jingpeng's eyes. When was his chest hurt? Suddenly he remembered that when he was just in pain, he grabbed the clothes on his chest, and he pursed his lips: "people like me often have to face gunfire and bullets, and inevitably get hurt." When Huang Lianzi heard this, meimou flashed a touch of surprise and worry: "why should I face a lot of bullets? So you don't get hurt often? " In the face of Huang Lianzi's worry, Jingpeng's chest is flowing with warmth, "how many successful men are not supported for several times in their lives?" "Is the wound heavy? Let me see, will you? " "No, it will scare you." "Young master Jing, are you a soldier like jingshao?" Huang Lianzi looked at Jingpeng curiously and adoringly. "Jing Peng shakes his head:" no, I'm a factory operator, doing business What's good about soldiers? Isn't a soldier of his elder brother's rank a pauper? Every month, he receives hundreds of subsidies from the state, which is not enough for him to smoke. Even though he had a jeep, he thought he had money. He didn't spend a cent on it because it wasn't given away.
