Hunter BG Doujin - Xiao Man's Journey in January

☆, 1987.5 (2)

I didn't expect to meet that handsome boy again within a week, and Mr. Hisoka who was unhappy.

It's in the hairdresser's.

Because the dessert shop is open in the afternoon of Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and all day on Saturday and Sunday, I have a lot of free time.

So in addition to going to the game, I also have a part-time job as a shampoo girl at Rocklin's hair salon.

In fact, I really want to sigh, Mr. Hisoka and the others are so good at finding time!

Every time I meet them, it is when there are the fewest people in the store!

Like, when the store first opened on Thursday morning?

I honestly washed the hair of Mr. Hisoka, who was depressed all over, and handed him to the hairdresser upstairs. When I turned around, I saw the beautiful boy with black hair staring at me.

"Is this guest accompanying Mr. Hisoka, or does he also want to have his hair cut?" I was a head taller than him, and talking condescendingly would make the guest feel slighted, so I had to bend down and ask him.

"Oh, I'm just here with him." The beautiful young man seemed to be taken aback, blinking before answering.

"Then guests, please sit here and wait!" I led him to sit down on the seat in the waiting area, and poured him a glass of juice. I remember that he likes very sweet things.

"...Thank you." When he bent down to hand him the juice, he was stunned again, and then said this in a low voice.

Eh?What's up with him?Are you not used to talking to strangers?Seeing him like this, I don't want to disturb him, so I can only sit aside and wait boredly.

I don't know why time passes so slowly.

Waiting is boring, and it's even more boring when two people are waiting without being able to communicate at all.

It's boring anyway, why not...

I walked up to the black-haired boy, bent down and asked him, "Guest, would you like me to wash your hair for you?"

"But I don't..." The young man seemed to be taken aback by me, and his eyes froze for a moment.

"It's a free service!" I'm bored anyway.

"Ah... isn't it very troublesome..." The young man lowered his face slightly, looking a little uneasy.

"No, there are no other guests anyway, so let's consider it a little gift from me!" I took the boy's hand and told him to sit on the chair specially designed for shampooing.

"Ah, is it uncomfortable? Guest, your shoulders are very tense." I helped him to lie down slowly, and his body was very tense under my hands.

"No, I'm just not used to it." The boy was a little embarrassed, as if trying to relax himself, but unfortunately it didn't work.

"I'm not used to it. It seems that customers rarely accept this kind of service." I turned on the faucet and stretched out my hand to feel the water temperature. "Then let this be the first step for you to get used to it."

"Hmm..." The boy's voice was very pleasant.

The gentle water moistened the boy's jet-black hair, which was surprisingly soft.

"Is this water temperature suitable?" I asked him routinely.

"Hmm..." He slowly relaxed a little.

I lather the shampoo and gently massage it on his hair, it feels so good!Wash off the foam and then apply conditioner. The technique gradually changes from rubbing to pressing. This is a common way to help customers relax when washing their hair.First, the top of the head, slowly move the hands to the sides, and the strength is getting stronger and stronger.As one of the top [-] shop assistants, all the customers think my massage technique is great!

But... what's going on?

I looked at the hands tightly holding my wrists, feeling a little confused, this young guest, isn't your reaction too extreme?

He seemed to have realized what he had done, and let go of his hand quickly, and the expression on his face changed from the dark and cruel one just now to being at a loss.

It seems that he also knows that he is overreacting?I looked at my bloody wrist, wrapped it in a towel, and held down the young guest who was about to stand up: "Guest, please don't move, your hair hasn't been washed yet."

"That... your hand..." The boy raised his hand and saw the blood on his nails, his expression became more disturbed.

"Ah, guest, please don't move around, and please leave the blood on your hands to me." I reluctantly rinsed his hair and wrapped it in a clean towel.Then tell him to stand up and wash his hands.

"Your hand..." The boy's expression was very lonely, and his dejected look was pitiful.

Although I didn't understand why he would feel lonely after hurting me, I still comforted him with a smile: "Guest, please don't worry, this little injury is nothing."

"Don't you blame me?" The young man looked up at me, the sparkling eyes were so cute!

Despite the pain in my wrist, I couldn't help but bent down and smiled and said to him: "It's because I didn't remind the guests that I made such a mistake, please don't take it to heart."

"My name is Yiermi." The young man seemed to be blushing, and he bowed his head for a long time before holding back such a sentence.

"Ah, is that Mr. Yiermi? My name is Xiaoman, please give me your advice." Holding the towel wrapped around my right wrist with my left hand, I bent down and said to him, smiling all over my face.

"Yeah!" Il fans looked very happy.

Although I don't quite understand why he told me his name, but this seems to be his way of expressing apology, so I'll just accept it as it is.After all, there are really very few people who are willing to express their apologies near this Sky Arena, let alone an ordinary person like me!

The time that followed was much more interesting.

Although Yier fans still look at my wrist with worried eyes from time to time, but most of the time, he has a smile on his face.Beautiful child, she is even more beautiful when she smiles!Suddenly, I felt that looking at his smile, my injury didn't hurt anymore!

"What? You?" Yi Ermi's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, "Are you older than Hisoka?"

"Hmm~Of course~" I puffed up my chest and looked at him proudly, "Isn't it like that?"

"I think Hisoka is older than you..." Yi Ermi tilted his head, a strand of hair hanging between his eyes, "You look at most 16 years old!"

"Hahaha, I really know, do you want to see the ID?" I took out the ID from the pocket of my close-fitting clothes and waved it in front of his eyes.Who knew that he would really reach for it, and by the time he understood what was going on, he had already read the documents.

"Really..." Yi Ermi nodded and returned the certificate to me, "I really can't tell."

"I can't see it because you are still young. When you grow up, you will definitely be able to see it!" I patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

"Your hand...does it still hurt?" Yi Ermi saw the towel wrapped around my wrist, and his expression became listless again.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" I suddenly wanted to tease this cute boy, so I made a very serious expression and said to him, "When I see Yiermi, I forget the pain!"

"Eh..." As expected, Yier fans blushed!What a bully kid!

I giggled.

"Il fans!" The boy's hoarse voice sounded behind me.

Scared me!Il fans didn't even remind me!It's not cute!I quickly stood up.It's so easy to talk to Mr. Hisoka without bending down: "Mr. Hisoka, you're down, so please come and pay with me!"

Hisoka's eyes wandered around me, then looked at Yi Ermi who seemed to be caught as a thief, snorted and nodded.

After that, Yiermi didn't say anything to me, but looked at my wrist worriedly before leaving.

I smiled and shook my head at him.

The author has something to say: In fact, this paragraph is considered to be a positive development, right? A 12-year-old Yier fan, tsk tsk, Meng Zhengtai doesn't explain!

Qi Ya was 12 years old when he appeared, right?

Changing the hair and eyes to black is probably not far from the image of a young Il fan, right?

oops oops (cover face)

☆, 1987.5 (3)

The wound on the wrist seemed to have been punctured by something sharp: a flat wound, a bit deep, bleeding a bit, but it didn't affect the activity.

On a Sunday, when it wasn't busy, I stood behind the counter with gauze wrapped around my wrist.

In front of the counter was a handsome black-haired boy who was a head shorter than me.

"That... your hand..." That's the first thing we said when we met, how much does this little injury torment you, young man?

I tried my best not to laugh too distortedly: "It's almost ready, Il fans don't worry."

"You remember my name?" Il fans seemed very happy.

"Of course I remember, did Yiermini forget my name?" I deliberately teased him.

"Of course not! Xiao...Xiaoman." Yi Erfan read out my name with some awkwardness.

"Hey, I'm much older than you, you have to call me Xiao? Man? Sister? Sister!" I teased him with a smile.

"Sister Xiaoman..." Yi Ermi reluctantly followed me.

Mi Lu beside her heard it and couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Man, don't bully the guests!"

"He is not a guest now, he is my friend now!" I replied with a smile.

Looking back, I saw Yi Ermi standing in front of the counter, silent and confused.

"Il fans, can't think of what to eat? Are you going crazy with such a rich menu?" I continued to tease him.

"Well, yes..." Yier fans nodded along with my words, a child who doesn't resist is really uncute!

"Then, if you don't hate bananas, I recommend you to eat our secret banana split, you won't regret it!" I still bent down and smiled at him.

"Uh, let's listen to Xiaoman... Sister Xiaoman..." Yiermi was stunned for a moment, then left the money and ran away.

"Hey, this kid..." You didn't even wait for my change?Turning around, she saw that Mi Lu had bent over with a smile.

I rolled my eyes at her and ran to make the banana split.Peel the bananas, split them in the middle, and place them in the center of a boat-shaped plate. Fill the space between the two bananas with mellow cream. Surrounding the bananas are seven kinds of homemade ice cream in the store. If you are not familiar with the products in the store, you have eaten Guests of this banana boat can definitely find their favorite flavor!

But Yier fans, can't you wait for me in the store?Holding the finished banana boat, I reluctantly greeted Mi Lu, and ran out the door in a hurry without taking off the apron that marked the identity of the shop assistant.I found an Il fan sitting in a daze on a bench in the square not far from the dessert shop.

"Leave the money and run, don't you want to eat?" I put the banana boat in front of him.

"Ah..." Yi Er lost his mind, looking very surprised, "How did you find me, Xiao Man?"

"A big living person is sitting here, I saw it at a glance! Also, you want to call me sister Xiaoman!" Xiao Mian, hurry up and take the banana boat over, don't you like dessert?

"How strange!" Yier Fan took the food solemnly, still full of disbelief.

"Don't be surprised, just try this to see if it's delicious!" If you dare to say it's not delicious, I won't talk to you!

Yi Ermi squinted her eyes enjoying the first sip.

"Ilmi, didn't Mr. Hisoka accompany you today?" I just sat beside him and had nothing to say.

"Well, do you have anything to do with Hisoka?" Yi Ermi blinked with wide eyes, so cute.

"Of course not, it's just the first time I saw you acting alone." This is the third time I saw you, the first two times you were together.

"Well, Hisoka has something to do and left." So you came to play with me because you were bored?

"Speaking of which, Mr. Yiermi and Mr. Hisoka have a very good relationship, are they relatives?" I knew I had nothing to say, since the store wasn't busy anyway, so I wasn't in a hurry to go back.

"No, we are roommates." Yiermi swallowed the ice cream in her mouth, and replied very calmly.

"Roommate?" I felt that I couldn't turn my head around, "Could it be that Il fans are also contestants in the Sky Arena?"

"Well, yes." Yier Fan replied very flatly, and then continued to concentrate on eating his ice cream.

"Ilmi, how old are you?" Did I guess his age wrong?He was actually just short?

"12 years old." Yi Erfan looked at me with a half-smile, ice cream was still on the corner of his mouth, his face was funny and serious, "By the way, Hisoka is 15 years old."

"Ah?" I couldn't help stretching out my hand to pinch Yiermi's face, "Tell me quickly how many floors you have reached now?"

"Floor 100." Yier Fan didn't avoid my hand, and the words in his mouth looked even more ridiculous when paired with the ice cream on his face.

I couldn't help reaching out to wipe the ice cream off the corner of his mouth for him, but I didn't know where to rub it, so I just stuck out my tongue and licked it. It tasted really good: "You two are monsters! Especially you, Il fan!"

"Why?" Yi Ermi's expression was a little dull, and the dull expression was so cute!

"Who's 12-year-old child can hit a hundred layers? When your sister and I were 12 years old..." Suddenly stuck, when I was 12 years old... What was I doing when I was 12 years old?Can not remember……

"What were you doing when you were 12 years old?" Yier tilted his head, his eyes sparkling.

"You...you don't care about me!" I really can't remember, so failed, "It's not a fight anyway! Also, call me Sister Xiaoman!"

"Don't you like Xiaoman, fights or something?" Yiermi's expression began to look pitiful again, so it is a sin to say that a child is too beautiful!

"Of course not..." I only earn money when someone fights! "It's just that you are still so young, how can you do such a dangerous thing?"

"Are you worried about me?" Yi Ermi laughed, holy light!It feels like it will melt when it is irradiated!

"Of course I'm worried, you're my friend!" Your parents are so unscrupulous, it's frenzied to throw such a small and cute child into the ghostly place of Sky Colosseum!

"Then, do you want Xiaoman to watch my match?" Yi Er's eyes became brighter.

"If time permits, of course I have to watch it! I will pray for you to win!" Who can't say no to such a beautiful boy? "Also, kid, call me Sister Xiaoman!"

"Then, here's your ticket." Yiermi took out a piece of paper and stuffed it in my hand, then turned and ran.

"Huh?" I lowered my head, it was the ticket for tomorrow morning, and it really didn't conflict with my working hours, but how did this kid know?And this ticket...has he prepared to give it to me long ago?Should I say I'm honored, or... I feel like I'm being controlled... This brat!

The author has something to say: Uh-huh~ I know the characters are very ooc, but it's just a prostitute, please don't expect my brain to be too correct!

Bah ha ha ha ha!

My hands were shaking just now and I am posting now...

Meow... I want to save the manuscript!

Mourn for your intelligence

I just found out that I posted the wrong content again, 233

IQ is flawed and can't be explained

☆, 1987.5 (4)

On the second day, I arrived at the Sky Arena on time.

The stakes for a one-hundred-floor game are already high.

I know the opponent of Il fans, he is a veteran named Kara who has been around the [-]th floor for a long time.Ill fans will be okay, right?When I think of scars or blood stains on that beautiful face, I can't help but feel heartbroken. Oh, that Karasan, please don't hit the face of Il fans!

The audience has all entered the arena, Il fans and Kara are standing opposite each other on the ring, and the referee is already in place.

The commentator lady introduced the two players in the arena very neatly:

"Il fan player, speed type, his moves are so fast that people can hardly see them clearly. He is only 12 years old, which shows his infinite potential, but his handsome and clean face has attracted many fans. His level of danger has been discounted! Even if you know that he is strong, you still can't bet on him with peace of mind!"

"Kara, who is known as the killer of a hundred people, has a burly body, well-developed muscles, and belongs to the strength type, and his speed cannot be underestimated. He has gone through more than a hundred battles before climbing to the hundredth floor. Breaking is the end! That's why he has the title of Killer of Hundreds! The most exciting thing is his super destructive straight right punch, which once cracked the stone slab that set up the ring, he is simply the invincible king of destruction!"

"These two players are so different in age and size, what will the result of their duel look like in everyone's mind? Well, don't think about it, take out your intuition, press the selector in your hand, and the two The odds of the players are up to you to decide! Are you ready?"

The atmosphere in the audience was heated up by the narrator lady. People held the selectors in their hands and were eager to try it, and they agreed abruptly.The jerk sitting behind me has been kicking my stool so hard I feel like my stool is in danger of dying anytime soon.

"Areyoueady?" Miss Narrator stretched her voice, "On!"

Sure enough, everyone also thinks that Kara is more powerful. The odds of Il fans are astonishingly high at 1:5.324. In a moment of enthusiasm, I bought all the money I had on my body to win Il fans. That is half of my property, Il If Mini loses, I will rob you!Sitting in my seat, I was a little afraid to watch the movement on the ring.The bastard behind me was still kicking my stool vigorously, and I felt my stool trembling and crumbling.I wanted to look back, but the people around me suddenly stood up, their hands almost slammed into my face, it was so dangerous!Let's just sit down honestly!

"Ala, although the high-speed attack will be dazzling, but the sense of power of real swords and guns is more touching! The audience's choice is really unanimous! Kara, don't disappoint the audience's expectations! Il fans , use your strength to tell the audience that they made the wrong choice! In this battle of staying on the 12th floor, will the powerful Kara player stay, or the [-]-year-old Il fan player? It's really exciting to win!" Ms. Narrator, you are so eloquent!The audience in the audience has already started to collectively yell "Shoot him!" at Kara.

Although the beating hadn't started yet, Yi Ermi's fair face was beaten blue and purple, and the corners of his mouth were bloody and embarrassed.Probably, he won't be killed, right?Ah, it's better to cover your eyes, I really can't bear to watch... Il fans, for my money, I will pray that you win no matter what!Please don't care about the audience's attitude, give me a surprise!

"The much-anticipated battle is about to start. Please do your best and cheer for your goal!" The narrator shouted these few words hoarsely, and then turned off the microphone.I guess she went to drink water.Whoops, I'm really curious because I can't see what's going on on stage with my face covered.But I can't bear to think that that pretty face will be beaten badly!

After all, 12-year-olds are really not suitable for such a dangerous thing!Before he could finish thinking about this sentence, he heard the bell that represented the start of the battle.

The audience around him were screaming, ah, it must be that Yier fan was beaten, so pitiful, his bones would be shattered if he was hit by a fist about the size of his head, right?What is the rumbling noise in the arena?want to see!But it's so scary to watch!The person behind me was still swinging around my stool with his feet hooked on it.I'm pretty sure my stool will be finished by the end of the show, but I'm not sure if this thing will be finished before the show is over.

Ah, the audience around them collectively gasped, could it be that Yier fans were beaten badly?But it's been less than a minute since the war started, right?He won't be killed, right?It's rare to know such a beautiful child and say... By the way, Miss Narrator, you've been drinking this water for a long time!

"Oh oh oh! Do you use such a shocking move as soon as you come out?" As if responding to what I just said in my heart, the narrator screamed again, "Kara used his special right straight punch at the beginning of the game. The slab on the ring has been cracked in two punches! The Yier fan player is still dodging! Sure enough, the speed and strength of Kara's attack make the young Yier fan player unable to parry?"

Sure enough, you don't have to look to know what's going to happen!By the way, Ms. Narrator, you are too dedicated, please don't go into such details, okay? I'm really worried about Il fans!And the one sitting behind me still doesn't stop!

After that, only the applause of the audience and the rumbling sound of the boxing floor in the ring can be heard.Hit him?Still missed?Ill fans dodged it?I'm so nervous!Heart beating wildly.The person behind me, please let go of my stool!You and this thing should have no enmity!

"What... what?" The announcer screamed again, and her angry words were full of inconceivability, "The Yier fan disappeared after avoiding a series of straight punches from Kara! Too, too, too Unbelievable! Did he leave the field automatically? Was he blown away by the super-destructive punch just now? Oh, the referee said that the Il fan player is still in the field! It’s amazing! The Il fan player showed his absolute strength at this age. Impossible fighting skills! So beautiful!"

Eh?Disappeared?On the stage where everyone was watching, he actually disappeared?Isn't this child human?terrible!I actually made friends with a non-human creature!I peeked through my fingers to the stage.

Sure enough, Kara put on a guarded posture somewhat confusedly, looking left and right, except for the referee, there was no trace of Yier fans on the stage.Isn't this amazing?Before he finished sighing in his heart, the Il fans appeared behind Kara out of thin air, and with one hand knife, the confused Kara was perfectly KO!

oh!Thinking of his odds, my heart is filled with happiness!Another boy who helped me make money!I have decided to call you Mr. Ilmi from now on!Mr. Yiermi, please accept my most sincere admiration!Taking advantage of this momentum, I decided to turn around and give the bastard who kicked my stool a hard look!

So I turned my head and saw Mr. Hisoka smiling.

"Hi!"

The author has something to say: Good friend said this paragraph is well written.

Although I was embarrassed, I accepted the compliment with a cheeky face.

People with big enough brains will not understand the pitifulness of the action scenes!

☆, 1987.5 (5)

The sudden increase of the deposit by more than 3 times is really as wonderful as being hit by a big pie falling from the sky, especially, this person who threw the pie from the sky, I still recognize him !There is nothing better in the world than this!

Facing Yier fans who came down from the ring without even a wrinkle in their clothes, I knew I was laughing like an idiot, but I couldn't help it.

"Xiao Man, what's wrong with you?" This is the No. 12 question I've been asked by fans along the way.

"Oh heh heh, it's nothing, nothing! Please don't worry about me, Mr. Ilmi." It doesn't matter if you don't call my sister, please tell me when you will compete next time!I must put all my property on you!

"Xiao Man, you are so weird today!" Yi Ermi stretched out his hand to touch my forehead, ahahaha, let me touch it, you can touch it anywhere you want, please tell me the time of the next battle!

"Oh hahaha, Mr. Yiermi, please don't mind, I'm just a little too excited..." Feeling the banknotes in the bag, I feel that today is an extremely happy day!

"Xiao Man, are you so excited because you watched my game?" The suspicious expression of Yier fans is so cute!

"Yes, yes! Please tell me the time and place for the next competition, I will definitely go to see it!" It feels great to finally say this!

"Xiao Man, do you like to watch me compete?" Il fans thought a little hesitantly, "You don't like to watch people fight?"

"That's Mr. Yiermi's game!" I grabbed his shoulders and bent over to him and stared into his eyes, "Mr. Yiermi, please look into my eyes, please believe that I am sincere said the following words!"

"Eh... um..." Yi Ermi nodded reluctantly.

"I really don't like to watch fights, because I am very against violence, but Mr. Yiermi, your fighting posture has nothing to do with violence, which is not a gorgeous word! It's so graceful, so concise and powerful, it's completely amazing I am refreshed! I never knew that fighting can be done without fireworks, and I never knew that people can disappear out of thin air under the eyes of everyone! Speaking of which, what kind of technology is this? I can still see this kind of battle in my lifetime!" I patted Yiermi on the shoulder vigorously, and I recalculated my savings in my heart: I suddenly made my savings more than three times what it was before, the world is really wonderful!

"Ah, it's not as powerful as you said..." Yi Ermi seemed a little dizzy from what I said, and his face seemed to be a little red.

"Mr. Yiermi, as your number one fan, can I make a request?" I pretended to be a little embarrassed and looked at him, please understand my mind as an ordinary person, master, please be friends with me !

"Ah, what?" Yiermini is really a good boy, knowing how to say what I say!

"If it's possible...can I...um..." What's the first step in being a friend? "Can you come to my house for dinner?"

"Huh?" Yier Fan was really taken aback by my invitation.

Watching him bow his head and think, my heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness: Sure enough, is the world of masters that ordinary people like me can't enter?Ah, it won't work to invite him to a meal, so what about being friends?By the way, last time he scratched my wrist, why didn't I take the opportunity to blackmail him?What kind of top ten shop assistants are you pretending to be?It's not as good as knocking him tens of thousands of monks!That's just a 12-year-old kid, so it's probably easy to cheat!

"Xiao Man, why did you invite me to dinner?" Yiermi's voice came from above his head.

Is there a door?I looked up at him and smiled hard: "Because I want to be friends with Mr. Yiermi!" I heard that the bonus on the 100th floor is 100 million, can you lend me the principal?

"But Xiaoman, are we already friends?" Yi Ermi put his hand on the top of my hair and patted it.

"But you don't even want to go to my house for dinner!" I continued to bow my head and draw a circle, friends and so on are not in charge, we must play and eat together to make friendship better and better!But eating out is so expensive, I can only take him home and cook for him...

"I didn't want to reject Xiaoman, I was just thinking about what gift I would give you." Yi Ermi squatted in front of me, the smile on her face was simply divine.Oh, whose family is this glorious child?

"Gift?" After I finished my emotion, I grasped the key words, "Why did Mr. Yiermi give me a gift?"

"Isn't it a necessary courtesy to bring a gift when you are a guest at someone's house?" Yier fans obviously didn't expect me to ask such a question, and they were taken aback before answering.

Whose child has such a good tutor!Can you all be friends with me?I felt so moved that I was about to burst into tears: "Mr. Yiermi, don't be so polite. In fact, I don't know how to make big meals, it's just a common meal."

"Common meal?" Yi Ermi thought for a while, holding his chin, "I really haven't eaten it."

Mr. Yiermi, you are such a simple and cute child!My heart goes out to his family again.

When I arrived at the dessert shop, I still felt dizzy in my head.

I, an ordinary person with unknown background and no memories struggling in this chaotic world, actually made friends with the winner of the 100th floor of the Sky Arena and successfully invited him to my house for dinner!

God must have blessed me!It must have been God's shot that stunned the heads of Yier fans!God, please don't continue to shoot him carelessly, let him faint all the time, just don't shoot him to death!

"Xiao Man, why do you keep laughing so nympho?" Mi Lu waved her hand in front of my eyes, with a sinister smile on her face, "Are you in a relationship?"

"Falling in love?" If you can fall in love with Mr. Yiermi... ahahaha, although he is very beautiful, I am not a nymphomaniac. How could it happen that I am six years older than him!

"Sure enough, you are in a relationship? Can you be in a daze while talking to me?" Mi Lu pinched my face and pulled from side to side, "Be honest, who is it? It was the man with glasses who stared at you in a daze at the counter the day before yesterday. Or the bamboo pole of the floral shirt that I talked to you for a long time yesterday?"

"Mi Lu, figure it out, the man with glasses the day before yesterday was not staring at me in a daze, but he couldn't read and didn't know how to order food! As for the bamboo pole in the flowered shirt, he miscalculated the money himself to find bad luck, didn't he? Talk to me but quarrel with me!" I had to seriously correct her wrong point of view, "Also, you are older than me and don't have a boyfriend, please think about yourself first?"

"Ala, I'm not in a hurry, but Xiaoman, according to the rich experience I have gained from reading countless romance novels, the way you are now is that you are in love and don't know it!" finger.

"Don't think you can tell me to ignore the fact that you gave me the middle finger just because you said something like that!" I grabbed her finger, put on a professional smile, and looked into Mi Lu's eyes, "Today you're going to die !"

When there are no customers, it is very common for Mi Lu and I to chase and fight in the shop.

The author has something to say: the local tyrants and we are friends, eating and drinking together with girls, dollar cash hit me in the face and gold bars smashed me all over my head~

Delicious!

☆, 1987.5 (6)

Mi Lu likes those novels about love and love very much, and she is not satisfied after buying a whole room.Thanks to her, I have also read quite a few novels of this type.

Although I don't understand why the hero and the heroine will be struck by lightning when they meet, and I don't understand what the description of h in the text is about, but it can still adjust life once in a while.

"Mi Lu, I'm going to get off work at four o'clock, and it's up to you!" I pressed her on the counter to tickle, Mi Lu almost died of laughter, completely unable to resist, tsk tsk, what should I tell her at this time? Will agree!Ask for money next time!

"Okay, ok, I know, let me go!" Mi Lu really had the best time to talk at this time!

"It's 03:30 now, so I'm going to..." I let go of her, pulled off my apron, grabbed my bag and ran.

"Hey... I said..." Mi Lu was furious from behind, but she didn't dare to chase after me when she saw me tickling her.

Haha nirvana!

On the way, Mr. Yi Ermi said that he wanted to eat mashed potatoes.

What's so delicious about that sticky lump?I really don't understand, the rich young master who is a master has an unusual taste!I hope today's meal can satisfy him.Master, please be friends with me no matter what!

I prayed while picking vegetables.

The agreed time was six o'clock in the evening.

I need to get the food ready in advance!

Oh, I'm so excited, if I can master his stomach, I will definitely have a place in his heart!Whether it is betting or borrowing money in the future, there will be no disadvantages!Imagining the bright future, the potatoes covered in soil look so cute!

Potato God, please give me delicious potatoes so that I can make the most delicious mashed potatoes!

The house I rent is actually very small, except for the kitchen and bathroom, there is only one room.

A small bed, a wardrobe, a dining table, four dining chairs, a small bookshelf, and a refrigerator that can't fit in the kitchen constitute the most basic furnishings in the house.

In addition, I picked up the "other people don't want" flower pots, and the evergreen unknown plants planted inside "Mi Lu almost died and threw it to me", and "borrowed from Mi Lu" "Romance novels and other messy sundries crowded this small room to the brim.

Well, Il fans are here, do you think my house is a mess?I stood at the door and looked at my house.It is indeed a bit messy, but not only do I have no time to clean it up, even if I have time, I have no place to put these things!

It's all the fault of local minorities!

I must work hard to save money and buy a house of my own as soon as possible, with a living room, a dining room and a bedroom!There must be a bathtub!Make sure there is room for the refrigerator in the kitchen!

For the sake of my beloved house, I'm embracing this thigh of Yiermi!

The well-educated young master is really punctual.It was agreed to arrive at six o'clock, and he really knocked on the door of my house when the clock struck six o'clock.

Pack yourself the most beautiful