Huang Xiaodou as a Demon

Throw the cigarette case directly on his forehead.

"If there is dumb medicine in this world, I'll buy a hundred catties and pour it down for you!"

He Zhanshu is much calmer now, and won't be made angry by his few words.

People owe children, talk cheap, and those who owe children ask for beatings.

"Ah, I just ran out of cigarettes. Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"

Huang Xiaodou stuffed the freshly opened pack of cigarettes into his pocket happily, and he had two days' worth of cigarettes.

What can be done, it’s like hob meat, if it’s not steamed, it won’t be cooked, it’s useless if you say something wrong next time after a lesson!

You can't just close your eyes and ignore everything.

Forget it, as long as he is not too out of line, just turn a blind eye.

People are forced to compromise every step of the way.

A clerk was asked to help Huang Xiaodou look after the store, but Huang Xiaodou didn't sleep, and sat on the workbench in the back, tapping.There is everything on the workbench, it looks like a mess, but everything is useful, string saws, files, knives, small hammers, leather hammers, screwdrivers, pliers, glue guns, adhesives, and many other raw materials.

If you let He Zhanshu come over to see at this time, you will definitely like Huang Xiaodou, seriously, men are the most handsome.

Huang Xiaodou perfectly hides the advantages and magnifies the disadvantages infinitely!It's rare to be so stupid as him.

I didn't sleep at night, and doing handicrafts requires a high degree of concentration. As soon as I relax a little, the file will be wiped from the fingertips. The painful Huang Xiaodou gritted his teeth, but there is no bleeding, but the skin has been worn off. He bit his finger and stood up to move around. Activity.

No, he can't really keep spinning. He went to be a security guard to monitor He Zhanshu. What should he do if he brings someone home in the dark night and dark wind?To monitor him was to isolate him artificially before the derailment was carried out.But his serious business is still this small shop.

Think of a way to make He Zhanshu take the initiative to let him go home, so that those who go in and out together can open a shop during the day and play with him when he is sleeping at night.Many of the overlord's hard-hitting plans in his mind have no chance to be implemented.Oh, yes, he has to learn from He Zhanyan how to draw abdominal muscles on his chest first!

He has no fat on his waist, but he has no muscles. He has a flawless white belly. If the abdominal muscles can be drawn, who would bother to train them!

You can only get the moon if you are close to the water!

Malingering?cry poor?Turn off the heating bill?

To be a monster is to be a monster, and he can't do it to death. If he does, it will be completely finished, and He Zhanshu will fall in love with someone else.He doesn't do anything that hurts himself.He still cherishes his little life.

What is He Zhanshu lacking? What is the difficulty? Help him a little bit, and cry poorly by the way, and he will be able to enter his house.

I really want to learn for a while, turn my head, ding, the inspiration suddenly appeared.

God can't die of starvation, and when Huang Xiaodou was at a loss, a well-dressed old lady walked past a street window.

Carrying an Hermes bag, wearing pearl earrings, gray hair in a beautiful bun, a long cashmere coat with a mink fur collar, and a date red cashmere skirt inside.With the support of a young man beside him, he went straight to He Zhanshu's antique shop.

Huang Xiaodou?With a sound, he walked from the inside to the outside, frowned and thought about it, and went to the antique shop.

Although the old lady had put on makeup and changed her clothes, she had a different temperament, but Huang Xiaodou could still tell that this was the old lady who was scolded at the early stall.

I went into the antique shop and searched around, but I didn’t see it. I went to the tea room behind the first floor. Several masters of treasure appraisal were here for leisure. Anyone who wanted to ship goods had to be brought to the tea room. The guests drank tea, and the masters of treasure appreciation were on the spot. Identification.

I didn't go in either, squatting in the corner and opened a little curtain to peek inside. I saw the waiter making tea, the old lady sitting, and the young man beside him took out a [-]cm high-quality wooden box from his bag.

"A brush washer handed down by the old lady's ancestors. I don't know when it was made. The shape is very beautiful. I heard that it is one of the best here, so I brought it here for the old gentlemen to appraise."

The young guy looks like a personal assistant, carefully taking out a brush washer from the brocade box. At first glance, it looks like a blue peacock. At a closer look, it is a brush washer that has always imitated the shape of a catalpa leaf, with a dark blue glaze The veins are clear, and the edge of the brush wash has a lotus leaf wave pattern, like leaves being blown by the breeze, or like a blue peacock lying on a high place with its beautiful long tail.

The old lady took a sip of tea reservedly, put down the teacup and tightly clutched the small Hermès leather bag beside her.

"Mr. Huang?"

The waiter poked Huang Xiaodou, what are you doing here sneakily.

Huang Xiaodou hissed and lowered his voice very softly.

"Is your boss on the third floor?"

"Here I am."

"Tell the master inside to prolong the time!"

The waiter didn't know why, so he nodded and agreed. Huang Xiaodou's legs became numb after squatting for a long time. He knelt and climbed two steps before standing up with the wall, and limped upstairs.

"Is your leg crippled?"

He Zhanshu took a look at Huang Xiaodou who came in lurching through the door, did he get beaten for his mouth?Very likely.

"A counterfeit seller came downstairs."

Huang Xiaodou rubbed her legs and pointed downstairs.