I deliver the courier in Tianting

"Wait, wait, what about me?"

After hearing the sound, Tang Seng's white horse turned into a puff of white smoke, and in a blink of an eye, he got into the car and turned into a handsome boy in white.

"Master, senior brother, you guys are so mean, you didn't even call me in the car!"

"Little Bailong, you don't say hello in advance if you want to take the car, be careful to frighten the golden benefactor, Amitabha."

"Old Tang, it's okay. I know him. He is the little white dragon who ate your horse."

"Amitabha, the golden benefactor, do you even know this?"

Jin Sheng said silently: "Old Tang! Don't always be Amitabha. I don't just know about Little White Dragon. I also know everything about your journey westward."

"Sit tight! I'm driving."

After Jin Sheng finished speaking, he turned on the ignition, stepped on the clutch and the accelerator, and the car started.

"Ah! It's amazing, it's amazing, Wukong, although you can ride the clouds and fog, you will also be exposed to the sun and rain. Look at how good this car is. It won't be afraid of the sun and rain. If only we could have such a small car Driving westbound, it would be cool."

"Master is right. My old grandson is indeed exposed to the sun and rain a lot. Brother Jinsheng, help my old grandson get a car like this to drive."

"Master, senior brother, what you said is so true. If there is such a car going all the way west, I, Little White Dragon, will beat your waist and back every day."

"Old Tang, Great Sage, Little White Dragon, don't worry, next time I have a chance, I will get one for you."

When Jin Sheng finished speaking, he drove them around and stopped.

Voice prompts came out continuously from the system: "The courier has been delivered, please leave immediately, please leave immediately."

At this time, Tang Seng vomited as soon as he opened the car door.

"Master, are you sick, Master?"

Tang Seng nodded again and again, and said, "Wukong, when I got into the car for my teacher, I still felt fine. Just after turning a few corners at the benefactor, I got sick. I felt chest tightness and wanted to vomit."

"Eldest brother, what should we do! Master suddenly fell ill."

"Old Tang, Great Sage, Little Bailong, you don't have to worry. Old Tang's vomiting is not sick, it's just motion sickness. Okay, I have to go, goodbye." After Jin Sheng finished speaking, the voice command came out: " Back to boot."

"Gold benefactor, what does motion sickness mean?"

When Tang Seng was full of expectations and wanted to know what motion sickness meant, Jin Sheng drove the car and disappeared and returned to the mortal world.

After returning to the mortal world, Jin Sheng drove the car to the hotel where he stayed before and walked into the guest room.

Just after he walked into the guest room, the phone rang in the guest room.

Jin Sheng thought that the hotel had something to ask, so he answered the phone.

"Hello! Sir, do you need any service?"

"Service? What service?" Jin Sheng didn't know what service was.

"Sir, it's personal service."

"What is personal service, can you clarify?"

"Sir, what personal service means is that it can help you stretch your muscles so that you can have a good night's sleep."

"Can you bring me something to eat?" Jin Sheng didn't know what personal service meant. He had been busy all day and was indeed a little tired and hungry. After hearing that personal service can help people have a good night's sleep , readily agreed, and asked the waiter to bring him food.

"Okay sir, the waiter will be here soon, please wait a moment, sir."

After that, I hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

Jin Sheng, who had just walked to the door of the bathroom and was about to take the trumpet, asked, "Who is it?"

"Hi sir, I'm here to do personal service for sir."

Hearing that it was a personal service waiter, Jin Sheng opened the door, turned around and walked into the bathroom, and said, "Wait a minute! I'll take a trumpet and it will be ready soon."

"Sir! It's not busy, you go slowly! We still have one night?"

Just as the waiter finished speaking, Jin Sheng had already walked out of the bathroom.

When he came out of the bathroom, he was shocked to see the back of the waiter in front of him.

The waiter was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, a miniskirt that couldn't be shorter, black stockings, and a pair of red high heels on her feet, showing her curvaceous figure to the extreme.

Not to mention Jin Sheng, even any normal man would be stunned and even have a nosebleed when he saw this scene.

"Sir, should you eat the big flat peach first? Or should you eat the food I brought you first?" The waiter turned around after finishing speaking.

When Jin Sheng saw the waiter facing him, his eyes were even more shocked.

If the waiter looks like a nosebleed from the back, then the whole body will be angry when viewed from the front.

The beauty of lines unique to women is perfectly displayed on her body.

At this time, the phone in the room rang again, and he answered it.

"Sir, how is it? Are you satisfied with the waiter? If you are satisfied, let's talk about the price!"

"Satisfied, satisfied, quite satisfied, tell me! What's the price?"

"Sir! Five hundred for one hour, eight hundred for three hours, two thousand for one night."

"These prices are not a problem. As for one night, it's better, but I have to ask your waiter first to see what she thinks."

"Sir, as long as you make the decision, our waiter will only wish for it!"

"I can't wish for it? Could it be that she won't feel tired after working all night, can she bear it? "

"Sir! Why is she tired? She calls it enjoyment. I'm worried about you, sir. It takes so long a night, and I'm afraid that you won't be able to bear it."

Just when Jin Sheng and the conversation on the phone were in full swing, the waiter raised his head and showed a charming face. He was suddenly taken aback and said, "Ah! It's you?"

His is just after you were surprised, a voice came on the phone: "Sir, have a nice drive tonight!"

After that, I hung up the phone.

Drive, wish me a nice drive tonight?
Three hundred for one hour, eight hundred for three hours, two thousand for one night?

Personal service?

Ah!
Could it be that the personal service she was talking about was that kind of personal service?
But, but how could it be her?
After the waiter looked up and saw Jin Sheng, his face was suddenly as shocked as he was, and his face was flushed. After hearing the quotation sound from the phone, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and said silently in panic: "Why does he I’ll be back, didn’t I say I’m going to work in the city to deliver couriers?”

Seeing the waiter in front of him suddenly blushing and lowering his head, Jin Sheng knew that she must be the same as himself and recognized him, so he asked, "Teacher Yang?"

The reason why he had such a big reaction was because of the identity of the waiter in front of him. Not only did he know, but he was also quite familiar with her. She was none other than Yang Meili, his homeroom teacher when he was in sixth grade.

In his heart, the class teacher has always been a traditional woman. When he was studying, he almost never saw her wearing a skirt on a hot day, let alone today's miniskirt, black stockings and high heels.