MTL - Feminist God-Chapter 31 Daughter, do you resist beating?
Chapter 31 Daughter, are you resistant to beating?
Not long after, Zhou Hani and several sports students also left.
But the luxury cars on the street never moved.
The mother and daughter Yang, who were in the driver's and co-pilot's seats, did not move at all, and their left and right hands were always on the door of the car.
Yang Yingxuan looked out of the car window at the place where Lin Qing had fought before.
At this time, there was no one there, but an unprecedented thing happened there just before. A delicate and handsome boy with no strength to restrain a chicken could beat four strong women with big waists without any effort!
Yang Yingxuan swallowed her saliva, and said in surprise: "Daughter, are you resistant to beating?"
She is more and more pleasing to Lin Qing's eyes. She is not flamboyant, and she is also very handsome, and her figure is not to be picked. She is simply the perfect son-in-law candidate.
But there is one shortcoming, too good at fighting.
Yang Yingxuan was a little hesitant, Lin Qing is so good at fighting, whether her precious daughter can control it in the future
If she really married into the Yang family, would she be a little unhappy and want to beat someone? Who can stop this, even if she gathers the strength of the three of her family, she may not be able to subdue this future son-in-law!
Assuming that this is not the most serious problem, Yang Yingxuan was thinking, whether her daughter wants to hug him and make out depends on his mood. If she is not happy, she will put her daughter on the bed and beat her up? !
Thinking of this, she couldn't help worrying, other people's house is where the wife pushes the husband to the ground and beats her, but in their house, the son-in-law pushes the daughter to the ground and beats her, but it's still the kind that doesn't dare to fight, because you can't guarantee, Will the son-in-law put himself, the mother-in-law, on the ground to serve him?
Oh, my God, where did You Ran meet such a superb person, who obviously has the appearance of a male god, but he is fiercer than anyone else in his hands!
Yang Yingxuan covered her face with her right hand, lying on the chair weakly, her heart was mixed, on the one hand, the boy looked more and more satisfied in terms of appearance and figure, on the other hand, she was crying.
"Don't worry, mom, I'll fight against it." Yang Youran bit her head, she didn't expect Lin Qing to be so good at beating.
At that time, Lin Qing came to a barber shop called Xinxin.
This store is where he works part-time. The salary is 100 yuan per day, including lunch.
Every day is to wash and wash customers' hair, sweep the floor, very easy work.
The owner of the young woman in the store is called Liu Xin, and there are two barbers, Xu Hui, who is newly married, and Song Yan, an older leftover girl.
"Sister Song is here for a haircut again." An old customer in the store caught a glimpse of Lin Qing who entered the door, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately spoke loudly, hoping to get the other party's attention.
Song Yan was cutting someone's hair when she heard the sound and looked towards the door.
Young Lin Qingzheng opened the door and walked in.
After seeing the handsome face that was disastrous to the country and the people again, Song Yan swallowed silently. She has been single for many years and has no boyfriend, not even a male colleague.
But what kind of luck has it been recently to have such a handsome male colleague? !
Song Yan secretly prayed to her ancestors to bless her that she might be able to catch up with Lin Qing!
"Sister Song is you alone today?" Lin Qing walked into the shop, looked around, saw that only Song Yan was working in the shop, and spoke first.
At this time, several female customers who were still waiting on the rest chairs stared straight at them, and even secretly sent a text message telling their sisters to come to Xinxin Barber Shop to see the real male **** up close.
"Sister Liu's husband was angry this morning, she won't come until later, Sister Xu has returned to her hometown, and she wants to take maternity leave this year." Song Yan kept scissors in her hand, and there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.
Because of Lin Qing, Liu Xin's husband didn't know that the store had accepted a top-quality boy, but he became so jealous that he didn't let Liu Xin enter the house all night, let alone make out on the bed.
So Liu Xin woke up from her rented room early in the morning and ran home to comfort her husband, which made her unable to take care of her alone in the store.
"Do you want me to help?" Lin Qing took off his coat and hung it on the clothes rack, looking eager to try it. He has received money from others, and he has to work so that he can feel at ease.
"This is not good." Song Yan caught a glimpse of Lin Qing's arm from the corner of her eye, and swallowed quietly.
Those arms are like a panacea for a leftover girl like her who has never had a boyfriend. As long as she can lick them beautifully, she will immediately be full of vitality, and she will not be muddled!
And she really can't bear Lin Qing to work.
"What's wrong, I'm an employee of this company." Lin Qing said.
"Okay then, you can help them wash their hair, and then sweep the floor later." Song Yan chose to compromise, she was indeed a bit overwhelmed.
Lin Qing nodded, and said to the women on the chair who were still showing dementia: "Who are you next? Come and wash your hair with me."
You don't need to be taught to wash your hair, Lin Qing is no stranger.
"I"
"I wash, I wash, I have no other hobbies, but I love washing my hair!"
"My old lady came first, I will go first."
Several women immediately got into an argument, wishing they could be the first to enjoy Lin Qing's hair washing service.
As soon as they thought that they would enjoy the hands of this superb male **** rubbing his head carefully later, they became impatient. This boy who is more handsome than a big star, if he can wash his hair, it will be impossible to wait. You have to blow it up.
Just press those slender ten fingers on the head, it feels comfortable!
Who the **** will go for massages and pedicures in the future? Although those things are very comfortable, they are still illegal and expensive, so it is better to wash your hair in a barber shop, and you can enjoy the hair washing by the male **** himself.
It's worth the few bucks!
Lin Qing's complexion became ugly. These women seemed to regard themselves as the top names in the romantic scene.
Seeing that several people were arguing, he had to randomly pick a woman in her thirties and said, "Then it will be you. You wash your hair first."
"well."
The woman immediately beamed with joy, followed Lin Qing and obediently lay down on the chair, resting her head in the sink.
The other women looked like they wanted to eat people, and they also wanted the male **** to wash their hair, but that old woman took the lead!
"Huh, huh." In the shampoo basin, Lin Qing wet the woman's head with warm water, like the sound of urinating.
"Ah, it's so comfortable!" The woman groaned in enjoyment, feeling the pair of male hands on top of her head rubbing her hair, and she felt so comfortable to death.
She was lying down, facing the sky, and her eyes just met Lin Qing's chin and chest.
Looking at Ji Pin's body at such a close distance, the woman's heart pounded, and she tried her best to control herself not to think wildly, but the more this happened, some nasty pictures appeared in her mind that made men blush.
"Sister, are you sick?" Lin Qing was puzzled, and the movements of her hands began to stiffen.
He saw the woman's face was very red, as if she had a high fever.
"It's okay. It's okay, I'm angry." The woman quickly explained that only she knew why her face was so red, and it was all seduced by this seductive little fairy.
"Really, I suggest you go to the hospital." Lin Qing hesitated to speak, feeling that this woman was a little weird, she seemed a bit like...
"No, continue to wash." How could a woman go to the hospital, and she would continue to lie here and enjoy the best male **** to wash her hair.
"All right."
Seeing the customer's insistence, Lin Qing had no choice but to continue to follow his request, but the movements of his hands became faster.
It can be washed and washed, and the pool begins to appear red
"Fuck, big sister, you have a nosebleed?!"
Lin Qing paled in shock, threw a towel to the other party, and quickly stepped back a few steps, he was worried that the other party would blackmail him.
(end of this chapter)
