MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 65

It is like the white lady who is a housewife in the human face faces the fierce and old-fashioned Fahai. When the word "rolling" comes out, Huaxiang flees. (((卡蒂诺小说网 www.novelbuddy.com))) He quickly rolled out The right master bedroom, 咕噜噜 directly rolled back into his bedroom.

He fell down on the bed with his face down and wanted to suffocate himself.

There was no light in the room, it was dark, and his eyes were bright, and in this brightness, the black and white contrasting bodies appeared, and they could not go.

Li Weizhen felt that his birthmark was dirty and dirty. In the eyes of Huaxiang, it was like a good ink painting on the white paper.

Huaxiang thought about the glimpse of the moment, and thought about it.. Mr. Li is not a panda, it’s so beautiful...

Because of this accident, Huaxiang, who was only single-threaded from small to large, was directly attacked. He couldn’t think of it before entering the door. He decided to rush to the grand vision of the family. In addition, he recorded a few hours of programming today, just late at night driving, really tired to lift the spirit. He squatted on the bed, thinking vaguely, and fell asleep.

On the other side of the bedroom, Li Weizhen stood in the room with his arms and arms on his face, and his face was like winter water.

From birth, his birthmark is the most difficult level in his heart. From small to large, no one except the family doctor and his parents saw the black mark... But today, it was seen by a 20-year-old Mao child.

Li Weizhen’s self-respect is higher than the sky. He has been ugly in front of Huaxiang for three consecutive times. He has a hunch that the cohabitation life of the next month will never be easy.

......

Huaxiang slept too much last night, even the curtains were not pulled, and he was woken up by the sun at eight o'clock.

He went to bed without taking off his clothes last night, causing a dress to be crumpled, and his feet sneaked in a sneaker for a night. The taste was sour and refreshing, and he himself was stinky.

He frowned and flicked the shoes, his body was stripped, and he was out of the bedroom wearing only a pair of briefs.

Hua Xiang is thirsty, his brain is not sober, and he goes through the corridor to the kitchen to find water. When I thought that I didn't take two steps, I heard a cold voice behind me.

"Put the clothes on."

Hua Xiang was so scared that he thought he was haunted at home. When he looked back, he found an uninvited guest in the living room.

The uninvited guest was wearing a light blue home uniform, sitting on a single sofa, holding a coffee cup and a laptop on his lap. Huaxiang loves to show off the rich, the overall decoration style of this house is exhaustive, even the toilet and sink are golden. A handsome man appeared in the magnificent living room, but it was a bit out of place.

"...Li, Mr. Li?" Hua Xiang was so stunned that he had lost a lot of energy before he remembered everything he had encountered last night.

"Well, good morning." Li Wei's head did not lift, and he looked down at what the ghost report was.

Don't look at Li Wei's clothes in a tight and sturdy manner. Hua Xiang's eyes seem to have a one-button unloading function. He looks at Li Weizhen and remembers the black ink on his bare back.

Feeling that Huaxiang was on his head, Li Weizhen stopped his work and looked up at him. "Do you understand what you are going to? Go back to the house, put on your clothes, wash your face and brush your teeth."

Hua Xiang almost had to be led by his nose, but Huaxiang’s rationality was promptly returned to remind himself who is the master of this family.

Hua Xiang said hard. "Why listen to you? This is my home, I want to wear it, how to wear it!"

"Langtang loaned another bedroom to me for a month and entrusted you to me for discipline, so you must listen to me. In addition, you didn't knock at the door before entering the room yesterday, infringing my privacy, I am still waiting. Your apology." Li Weizhen looked at him coldly, as if he was watching a siberian Husky.

Not to mention this is okay, as soon as I mentioned last night, Hua Xiang was paralyzed. He muttered.. "... who let you not lock the door."

Huaxiang’s momentum is weak. He was young, and he was followed by his parents since he was a child. Apart from his brothers and masters, he was taught so severely that he was paralyzed by Li Weizhen. He reluctantly said sorry, sorry for the small voice and the mosquitoes. If Li Weijun didn't see his mouth moving twice, he didn't know that he spoke.

Li Weizhen asked him again. "Where is your study, I am requisitioned."

Hua Xiang pointed to several doors in the corridor.. "Study? Just use it."

Li Weijun saw that he promised so happy, and he thought that he had ghosts, but Li Weizhen did not bother to get up and walked toward the end of the corridor.

This room is a four-bedroom apartment with two smaller rooms in addition to the two master bedrooms.

Li Weizhen pushed open the first door - inside the door, Huaxiang's professional practice singing room, surrounded by sound-absorbing compartments on the wall, and some sound-tuning equipment that Li Weizhen had never seen before. One of the entire walls has been made through the heavenly cabinets, and the cabinet doors are closed. I don’t know what is inside.

Li Weizhen knows that Hua Xiang is a singer. He is still attending a little-known show in recent years. It is within his expectation that there is a singing room at home.

He turned to another door, and as a result, the door was not a study, not even a gym that young people liked.

The spacious room is covered with thick carpets. There are several cushions and lazy sofas on the floor. The LCD TV is bigger than the living room. The bookshelf is full of various game controllers and game consoles. And CD. There is a computer desk in the corner, three monitors are connected together, a professional game mouse and keyboard set is placed on the desktop, and several commonly used buttons are polished.

No matter how you look at it, it can't be a study, but a game room!

Li Wei Emei.. "...Do you usually read books?"

"There is no book on the shelf there!"

Li Weizhen went to the bookshelf and took a copy. The result was found to be a new catalogue of the luxury brand in the current season. Next to the game, there were game guides, "Story", and no set of Japanese comics...

Look at it, the word count is actually a travel log, called "the world's 50 most suitable place for honeymoon", with a label on it, writing a special price of 328.

The price tag is self-adhesive, the edge has been tilted up, and Li Weizhen tore off the price tag and found that the original price is only twelve.

... It is estimated that people are cheating on this kind of fool who is not bad money.

Li Weiyan raised the magazine in his hand.. "Do you call this book?"

"This is of course called the book!" Hua Xiang said, "I am not like you. The 36-year-old is so old-fashioned and looks at those things that are not strong. If you love reading books so much, you simply renamed Li. The book is alright!"

"Yeah." Li Weizhen looked at him like a smile, "Xunzi."

......

Huaxiang’s cohabitation days have been hot, but Qiu Qiu’s cohabitation has passed the honey.

Qiu Qiu successfully advanced to the quarter-finals, and when he arrived home, Fu Ryan was already at home.

There are too many things going on today, and Qiu Qiuyi is lazy and fluttering to the cognac when he enters the door. Fu Ryan took him full of care, did not disappoint his full-bodied cosmetic taste, and fell a soft kiss on his forehead.. "Tired? The restaurant has freshly squeezed juice, the bathtub is also filled with water, hurry to eat something. Take a hot bath and take a good night's sleep."

Qiu Qiu took Fu Ruien and let go of his head. He said, "Is it easy to wash with me?"

"Are you sure?" Fu Ryan laughed. "The autumn and autumn can be more and more tired."

Qiu Qiu thought of some unspeakable things that would happen when the two of them took a bath together. They quickly pushed dry and blushing into the bathroom.

Fu Ryan went in three times in the middle. For the first time, he gave Qiu Qiu a cool and refreshing juice. The second time he gave Qiu Qiu a dry bath towel. The third time... Fu Ryan entered, and no more came out.

In the steaming bathroom, the raging water waves swayed and rushed out of the bathtub, spilling a trace of the film on the ground.

Vaguely, there was a cry of humiliation from the young man.. "...dry, I am so tired, let's go out soon."

"乖秋秋, clamp some, dry it and it will come out."

......

On the third day of the day, Qiu Qiu, who was on the night of Hu Tianhu, helped the waist out of the tent.

Last night, Fu Ryan was forgotten to change his position. Qiu Qiu could only use his size to measure his size. As a result, Qiu Qiu had been sleeping until noon today.

After each game, he had to go to Mr. Gong to report, ask her to give advice for herself, but today it really can't get up, even the leave is Fu Ryan's help.

However, Mr. Gong’s character was severe, and even if President Fu personally took leave, he did not ask for a good face from her.

After Qiu Qiu woke up, he called Mr. Gong and apologized in person.

"Old Gong, I am sorry, I am not comfortable this morning, I can't go to you..."

Teacher Gong said sharply: "I don't think it's uncomfortable in the morning, is it too comfortable at night?"

Fortunately, they are now across the phone line, or Qiu Qiu’s red face will be seen by Teacher Gong.

Teacher Gong hates the iron and does not make steel. "You saw the video of yesterday, I have enough breath and the sound is solid. But why are you breaking the ring so quickly? Young people should not be so beautiful, one week later I have to record the game..."

Normally, Teacher Gong said that he was listening with humility, but today he said that Qiu Qiuyi was not happy in the beauty. Is it beautiful? He is beautiful! And a couple sleeping on a bed can't always explore the core values ​​of socialism?

Besides, after the quarter-finals, everyone rested for two weeks, and the two previously recorded episodes were broadcasted, and then changed to live broadcast. He lost the essence of the flow of fluids last night, and it will definitely be able to make up for a few days of cultivation!

He rarely got a little emotion when he spoke. "Mr. Gong, we won't play next week."

"Oh, are you so fast on this show?"

"..."

......

Hanging the phone of Teacher Gong, Qiu Qiu found that the time has passed more than an hour. Although Teacher Gong has a knife and a heart, the starting point is to make Qiuqiu more progressive. The sentence is swayed into the core and directly refers to the core. Qiu Qiu and her have explored the techniques and methods of singing for a long time, and agreed on the rest of the two weeks. I took another few days to go to class there.

Of course, the tuition fee will still be paid.

Qiu Qiu had nothing to do in the afternoon. I wanted to go and decided to take the guitar to the piano for maintenance. His guitar was bought at a famous musical instrument store in the city center. When he bought it, he encountered a shop to do activities and could send three maintenance. He did not use guitar accompaniment in the first two games of the national competition, but he practiced guitar playing every day. Recently, he felt that the bass strings were loose and he planned to go to the piano to change one.

Because the business district where the music store is located has a direct subway, Qiu Qiu did not let the driver send it, but he stepped into the subway station with his guitar.

After more than half an hour of underground travel, Qiu Qiu arrived at the music store smoothly. After checking the identity information, he handed the piano to the staff.

"The master who is in charge of maintenance is taking a break now. You can come back and take it after two hours. There are shopping malls nearby, you can go shopping."

Qiu Qiu nodded. He knew that there was a big book building nearby. He used to take time to come and go every month. However, in order to prepare for the draft competition recently, he has not bought a new book for more than a month, and his heart is particularly itchy, and he can't wait to get into the ocean of knowledge.

After he left the piano, he quickly came to the library building and went straight to the foreign literature district on the third floor, just like a sunflower looking for the sunshine in life.

His eyes searched on the bookshelf, his fingers swiped across the spine, and when he encountered the book of interest, he took it and read it. If he thought it was good, he put it in the stroller. After a while, his shopping cart was in his shopping cart. He has piled up five or six books, all of which are freshly marketed in the last month.

Although online shopping books are very popular now, Qiu Qiu still likes the atmosphere of a bookstore. The room is full of knowledge. When you look at it, you can buy it quietly.

The juvenile is full of books, and the corners of the mouth are enough to hang a small lamp. The flame is in the dimple, and the others will burn into the heart with only one look.

Unconsciously, there are more and more customers around him. If you look closely, you will find that they are all reading books, and their eyes are aiming at him.

But where does Xiaoqiu Qiuqiu know their minds? He was like a little hedgehog with a red fruit on his back, and he happily rushed to the checkout.

At this moment, suddenly a stylish mixed-race beauty rushed out from the side, her curly shawl, **** clothes, is a full of stunners.

"Little brother, please wait a minute." She stepped on high heels and stopped on his way.

Qiu Qiu stopped and looked at her in confusion. "What's the matter?"

The mixed-race beauty smiled and looked at him a few times. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. "Do you want to shoot an advertisement?"

Qiu Qiu suddenly realized. "Oh, oh, I have heard this scam!"

"...I am not a liar, your temperament is outstanding, and it looks good. Our company has a new product to be listed, and your image is very consistent."

Qiu Qiu saw what she said was like this, he hesitated to ask her. "What advertising do you want to shoot?"

"Press lipstick ads."

"..." Qiu Qiu looked at her. "You said that you are not like a liar."

The mixed-race beauty also realized that the words she said were too ridiculous. Seeing that a good seedling had to slip away from the front, she did not dare to delay, and quickly took out the business card from the bag and handed it to Qiu Qiu.

"Little brother, I am really not a liar. Our company decided to launch a new make-up brand 'real' in the third quarter of this year, which is aimed at young girls between the ages of fifteen and twenty. The product positioning is pure and clear, and Girls of this age will have little care and slightness. Our brand is not online yet, you must have never heard of it, but the name of our group you know -"

As she said, she turned over the business card and showed the company LOGO on the back to Qiu Qiu.

Qiu Qiu stared at the familiar pattern, Nehne.. "If it is this group... I really heard it."

Enrui Group - make-up and skin care business group.

He certainly heard it.

The author has something to say.. Fu Ryan.. Woman, you succeeded in attracting the attention of the proprietress!