"Zixiao! Zixiao!"
In the hall, Old God Chu Heng was sitting cross-legged on the Kang, with a brocade quilt covering his feet, holding a celadon tea bowl in his hand, sipping sips, and looking at an ancient book bound with threads on the Kang table. The pages of the book were scattered. Yellow and old, the font is flying and phoenix dancing.
Because of the presence of a strange beauty like Li Jiangqi, Silly Zhu couldn't be careless with that guy anymore. In addition, the big girl next to him ignored him and looked like he didn't want to have too much contact, so he simply Lying next to Chu Heng, he put on his military coat and fell asleep snoringly.
Although Li Jiangqi has big breasts, she still doesn't have a lot of brains. Before she came, she had considered that it would be boring, so she brought a foreign book with a cover, and she was secretly reading it silently.
The room was really too hot, and the stove was a bit hot. After looking at it for a while, the girl who was still wrapped in a cotton coat began to sweat on her forehead, and her throat became a little dry.
She pursed her lips, closed the book in her hand, hesitated, and then took off her thin cotton coat. The white woolen sweater underneath tightly wrapped her body, making her already extremely tall breasts even more spectacular. .
Chu Heng heard the rustling sound, glanced subconsciously, and then lowered his head with disdain.
It’s a little worse than my little Ni!
To be developed!
Li Jiangqi carefully folded her clothes and placed them on the edge of the kang next to her. She was about to pick up the book and continue reading, but couldn't help but be curious and glanced at the kang table to see what the stinky gangster was reading.
Her eyesight was very good, and she caught one of the passages with a quick glance.
"It's going to work if you have five things. First, you need Pan An's good looks; second, you need to have a lot of money; third, you need Deng Tong to be rich; fourth, you need to be young and young, and you need to be as patient as a needle in cotton wool." ; The fifth thing is leisure time. These five things are called 'Pan Donkey, Deng Xiaoxiao'. When they are all completed, this matter will be achieved."
It's Jin Ping Mei...
Pooh!
Li Jiangqi secretly spat, instantly blushed with embarrassment, and did not dare to read any more. She hurriedly picked up her book and read silently.
Because of someone's review, she read this book out of curiosity, but she only insisted on reading one paragraph. She couldn't stand the explicit things in it, so she threw it aside with a blushing face, not daring to take it out in front of others.
But as the old saying goes, what girl doesn’t have a child?
Later, she couldn't help but be curious about that thing. She lay under the quilt and watched secretly at night when no one was around.
This book became her enlightenment reading and left a deep impression on her.
Don't think that a good-looking woman can be noble.
In fact, many girls have secretly watched similar things. If in later generations, in that era of extremely advanced information, you randomly pick out beautiful women and call them to report them for gathering in groups to watch small movies, eight out of ten will be criticized. Give some education...
The room fell silent again.
If it weren't for the sound of books being turned and Silly Zhu's snoring, others would have thought the room was empty!
But as the appointed time approaches.
The silence was soon broken.
At the entrance of Xiaolihua Alley.
Because the weather was too cold, the old men couldn't stand it anymore, so they had no choice but to move to the nearby home of an old widower.
At the entrance of the alley, only Wan Xiaotian and his two young men were looking around, waiting for the foreigners to arrive.
In fact, this job was not his. Yesterday, Chu Heng just asked the guys who were looking after his house to help welcome people today. After this guy knew the news, he ran over and wanted to Long experience.
"Didn't you say ten o'clock? We're here right now, why haven't we seen anyone yet?"
After waiting for a long time, no one came. Wan Xiaotian spat on the ground impatiently.
"I'm coming!"
At this moment, the younger brother next to him suddenly pointed to the street in the distance and shouted loudly.
Wan Xiaotian looked up and saw a car speeding towards him. The license plate with a black background and a white frame could tell at a glance that the car was driven by a foreigner.
"A very special girl is here!"
He grinned, then quickly stopped, and scolded the two younger brothers beside him with a straight face: "Don't yell and scream, what do you look like? Please be careful, we are here to welcome Mr. Chu, shame on you." I can't spare you two if you lose his old man's face!"
"Alas!"
When the two younger brothers heard this, their faces suddenly became solemn, their heads held high, and their eyes looked fierce, as if they were going to start a fight.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
"Crunch!"
The car soon came to a stop at the alley, and then three foreigners got out of the car.
Aunt Anna is the first, wearing a purple fur coat that is elegant and luxurious. The five rings on both hands make her whole body bejeweled, which is simply vulgar...
(ˉ﹃ˉ)
Behind her were Claudius, a Dane from the same country as her, and a strange middle-aged foreigner. Both of them were wearing woolen coats and big leather shoes, looking like elites.
Seeing this, Wan Xiaotian took a deep breath, pretended to be calm and stepped forward, took out a piece of white cloth from his pocket and unfolded it. On it was an English text written by an old scholar who had specially found him to pick out shit.
The Chu Heng family is inside, please come with me!
The origin of this piece of cloth is not trivial. It has a history of more than ten years. His uncle, his grandfather, his great-grandfather, and his great-grandmother were all given away by this piece of cloth. In order to solve the problem of language barrier, Wan Xiaotian only He could bear the pain and cut off a piece of his ancestral mourning clothes and used it as a recruiter.
"Chu is really thoughtful!"
Seeing the words on the cloth, Sister-in-law Anna nodded with a smile, and immediately came to Wan Xiaotian and said in half-familiar Chinese: "Ni Hao, if you are looking for Chu in the bedroom, please lead the way."
Wan Xiaotian blinked and thought about it carefully before he understood what it meant. He quickly put away the white cloth in his hand and led the way: "Go to the center of the southwest continent...ah, come with me!"
A few moments.
A group of people came to the Chu family courtyard.
"Dongdongdong!"
Wan Xiaotian, who had matured a lot, took steady steps and led them to the door of the main room. He raised his hand and knocked on the door gently twice, shouting softly: "Master Chu, people are here!"
"coming."
Chu Heng heard the noise when they entered the hospital. He had just put on his shoes. After hearing the words, he walked a few steps quickly and came to the door to open the door for them.
"Welcome, Anna, Claudius, and this handsome new friend!"
He stepped forward enthusiastically, hugged Anna, shook hands with the two men, and invited them in.
The two idiots, Silly Zhu and Wan Xiaotian, stared wide-eyed.
Hug!
He hugged that foreign bitch!
The two of them were as excited as if they were watching a short movie.
It's not about the people, they care about the plot.
"Wow, this chair is so beautiful!"
When Sister-in-law Anna entered the room, she stared at the armchairs placed by the wall. She twisted her bloated body and walked over quickly. She touched the shiny patina on them and asked, "It must be very expensive, right?"
Chu Heng didn't dare to tell the truth. If the rich lady took a fancy to her and went back to collect her and take her back to the country, it would be a huge loss. So he rolled his eyes and said, "I left this behind from my father. It's not worth it." It’s money, it just means something different.”
"oh."
Anna lost interest in an instant. She is a person who likes to measure everything with money. Since it is not valuable, there is no need to pay attention.
