Ximenqing loves Wusong [Water Margin]

Linda's wrist was grabbed by the man, and she was so angry that she raised her eyebrows: "You don't mind your own business when you deliver food!"

The rider said: "What if I don't care?"

I was being pressed down by three renminbi and couldn't lift my head. When I heard this sound, I suddenly trembled.

This voice is so familiar!

The rider said to the three renminbi: "You three let him go."

The three renminbi said: "It's none of your business here,? Send your takeaway!"

The Meituan rider sneered, his left hand made the knuckles of his right hand "crack", turned around and walked towards the three of them, and his steps landed on the concrete floor, "one foot at a time".

The renminbi were frightened, and dispersed in a blink of an eye, and Linda's family of three also turned around and ran away.

I collapsed on the ground face down, trembling uncontrollably.

I didn't dare to look up, let alone open my mouth to ask, or even vent my breath.

This voice is so similar,? Body,? Walking posture, even the tone of speech is exactly the same as that person.

Is it him? Is it him?Could it be him?

900 years,? Will we meet again?

A big hand pulled me up from the ground: "Are you hurt?"

He raised his hand to take off the helmet, and left the sea neatly to cover the two thick eyebrows, and the pair of tiger eyes were deep.

It's him!

He pursed his light-colored lips,? He said: "Don't just stand still, take a few steps and see where the injury is. Hey, why are you crying, old man? Is it okay to be beaten twice? ?”

I bit my lip desperately to hold back the tears.I said, "Erlang, is it really you?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me: "Huh? What are you talking about?"

Suddenly there was a loud shout from behind: "It's him! If you dare to hurt my daughter in public, hit me!"

Turning around, I saw the sweet and noble old aunt rushing forward with a dozen black-clothed thugs.

The Meituan riders guarded me behind me, fighting sixteen of them alone.

15 minutes later...

The police are here.

The female police officer who handled the case patted the table impatiently: "Comrade, please control your emotions. How can we record it when you laugh like this?"

I laughed until my shoulders shook: "I'm sorry, Comrade Police, I'm so happy today."

The female policeman said, "Are you happy that you entered the police station on the first day of the Lunar New Year? Are you sick?"

I continued to laugh wildly: "Yes, I am just sick, and everyone who met me today said so."

The policewoman gave me a blank look, then turned to look at the delivery man: "You should tell me your name first."

"Wu Baoguo."

"age."

"26."

"Profession."

"Delivery."

"address."

He paused: "The waiting hall of the railway station."

I was stunned, and the female policeman was also stunned: "Are you an outsider?"

He shook his head: "Local."

"Then why live there?"

"Get the family out."

"why?"

He didn't speak, just looked away.

The female policeman closed the transcript: "We have basically understood the situation now. It's just an ordinary fight. The other party is at fault first. You two bear the secondary responsibility. You can leave after paying the fine. Each person is five thousand."

He said: "If you don't pay the money, you will be detained for [-] days, right? Then you can lock me up."

The policewoman froze again.

I quickly stopped him: "Comrade policeman, he is joking, we pay, five thousand per person, right? I'll pay, I'll pay."

Something went wrong and it was dark.

He said: "The 5000 yuan, I will pay you back in a few days. Money is a little tight these days."

Feeling a little sour, I said, "You... deliver food all the time?"

He said: "I used to be a fitness instructor. Last month a kid asked me to be a personal trainer. I stretched his muscles and broke his leg. I lost him 5 yuan and lost his job."

Although it hurts, I still can't help laughing out loud.The guy suddenly yelled: "Hey, why did my motorcycle fall down?"

I ran over quickly and saw engine oil spilled all over the floor, and there were a few footprints on the car body.

The guy was so angry that he cursed and squatted down to fix the car: "Wait here for a while, I'll fix my wife and give you a ride."

I snorted: "Call this thing a wife? Haven't you ever had a date, have you?"

Before he could speak, my cell phone rang, and it was my mother.

"mom."

My mother said: "Don't call me mother. From now on, I am not your mother, nor your father. We both sold the villa and immigrated to Canada tomorrow. From now on, we will completely sever the relationship between mother and child." !"

My dad added: "There is also a father-son relationship."

I was anxious: "Dad, Mom, what about it? Don't I just don't want to get married? Are you treating me like this?"

My mother said: "You don't want to date? Why don't you say you are a good young man in your thirties!

In the past, many girls liked you and chased you wildly, but you were always glib, and you just refused to have serious dealings with others.

That girl who chased you in college got married the year before last.

The one who chased you in high school, the child can play soy sauce.

The school belle who chased you in junior high got married and divorced three times, and got married again two days ago.

There are also those in elementary school who are also married.

And you?Why can't you even get along with someone?

You still publicly say that you are a virgin, and a 30-year-old guy says he is a virgin?You are shameless yourself, so should we be shameless too?

You don't even know how the people around you see us now. They all say that you have something wrong, and that our family is all monsters! "

I said: "Mom, what age is this? If you don't have a partner, you're a monster? If you're a virgin, you're a crime? If you co-operate with me and find a random female to mate with, your wish will be fulfilled, right?"

My mother said: "As long as you are willing to match, let alone a female, even a male."

My dad came over to grab the phone: "Come on, stop messing with this brat, he's just not serious! Pack up your things quickly, we'll be late for the plane."

"Oh, Dad, Mom, are you really going to leave?"

"beep……"

The phone hangs up.

The guy who repaired the car was squatting next to him, his head down and he was laughing.

I looked at him angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

The guy continued to fiddle with the car with his head down: "Don't say that your family thinks you are a monster. It's the first time I've met an old man who is arguing all over the world that he's a virgin."

I said, "What's wrong with being a virgin? Aren't you?"

He patted the motorcycle: "I have a wife, and I ride it every day."

I said, "Tch, is it interesting to have a swollen face to pretend to be a fat man? I also drive my BMW every day, so I'm not a virgin either."

He said: "Can the posture be the same? Can the pleasure be the same?"

I said, "After more than 900 years, why are you still so shameless?"

He didn't understand, so he raised his leg and stepped onto the car, and gave me a helmet: "Where do you live? I'll see you off."

I said, "Where do you live tonight? It won't be the waiting hall of the railway station, right?"

He snorted: "You want to take care of it?"

I said, "Anyway, I'm the only one there, so go to my place and have a night together."

He squinted at me: "Do you know me? Just let me go to your house so relieved?"

I cut a sound, raised my leg and got into his car.

This guy usually delivers food, and he is familiar with the routes in the city, so I went straight home, and I handed him a pair of slippers: "My shoes are a bit small, you can fit them in."

He looked around: "The apartment is pretty good, and you live alone for a hundred or so flat?"

I said, "Well, I'm alone." I took a nightgown and handed it to him: "The bathroom is over there, let's take a shower first."

He turned over the collar of his nightgown: "Isn't this a woman's style?"

"Tsk, what are you talking about? This is what I'm wearing!" He threw the pajamas aside: "Cut, you're a girl, I don't wear them." He turned around and went to take a shower humming a song.

Seeing the man close the bathroom door, I rushed to the bathroom in the master bedroom and cleaned up.

Take a shower, wash your hair, shave and clean your face.

I brushed my tooth three times, drank half of the bottle with saliva, sprayed cologne all over my body, and looked in the mirror. I feel that my skin is not very good recently.Quickly took out the green clay and applied it on, put on the hand and foot membranes, and even the fart membrane.

After staying for a while, he slapped his head again.With a face full of green mud, he went under the bed in the bedroom to shove.

A big pink box, which is full of good things I have hidden, aromatherapy wax, massage oil, lubricant with aphrodisiac effect...

The extra-large condom is specially developed for a special group like Erlang, and the size can hold a large carrot.

The fluffy little handcuffs, the sexy little niece with a tail on the buttocks, two strawberry-shaped nipple clamps...

After 900 years, we finally met again. Everyone said that a small farewell is better than a new marriage, let alone a 900-year farewell.

After a while, he came in after taking a shower, as long as I tease him a little, wouldn't he use all these things?

Damn, thinking about it, he blushes to death, I ordered the things separately and hid them under the bed.

Stepping on the bed with one leg crossed, pulling off half of the wine-red pajamas, with half of the shoulder bare, she winks at the mirror: "Erlang, Darling..."

The door opened, and the guy walked in with a turban on his head. I was startled when I saw the green clay concave shape on my face: "Ah, what is this for?"

I was also stunned: "Why are you washing so fast?"

He said, "How long will it take to take a shower?"

I coughed dryly, stood up straight and twisted my waist back and forth: "It's okay, I just stretched and stretched."

The guy wiped his hair with a towel and looked at me strangely.

My loose T was worn by him into a tight fit, the doraemon on his stomach was stretched out with eight-pack abs, and the position of his face was stretched to the sides by his pectoral muscles.

Then Kawaii's Dora Amon insisted that he be dressed as a tough guy.

The pajama pants are also mine, they are obviously a little tighter, covering the upturned butt... Tsk, I don't dare to look too much, for fear of nosebleeds.

I turned around and went to the bathroom to wash my face. The guy suddenly pulled my back: "What is this? Diapers?"

"Come on!" I pulled it out with a sound, and I clutched my buttocks and screamed "Aw".

He held the hot ass in front of his eyes, looked at it again and again, shook his head and said, "What kind of stuff is this? You rich people are really idle."

I was so angry that I snatched my fart and threw it into the trash can: "Who is hurting? Do you understand basic maintenance?"

He frowned again and looked at me: "Oh, isn't that shit on your face?"