Chapter 094 Again, do you give me money

The small restaurant is still the same small restaurant, and the female bandit baby Qi is still the same baby. However, when she saw Qi baby sitting at the dinner table on the weekend, Liu Mei bent and looked at the handsome man sitting opposite him, it seemed that everything had changed.

Is this still the small restaurant that usually entertains the three-education and nine-rate peddlers? There are clearly Western dinners, steaks, red wine, and even fanciful candlelight on the dinner table.

Is Qi Baobao still the female bandit who likes to jump around with a kitchen knife? A knee-length white dress, against the candlelight, reflected the gel-like skin on her body. A unique hair card was pinned to the long hair combed into a shawl, holding her beautiful and beautiful face like a bright moon. This quiet beauty, Xi Shi is not enough to describe, and the peach blossom eyes are fluttering. And he swept over the handsome man sitting opposite her, and sometimes fell on the weekend standing next to her.

Smelling the strange fragrance from Qi Baobao's body and glanced at the handsome man again, he suddenly felt very frustrated on the weekend.

After jumping in a small restaurant for more than a year, this toad, who thought he was handsome, always wanted to push down the female bandit Qi Baobao, especially the many things that have happened between him and Qi Baobao recently, which made him inflated his self-confidence. He felt that Qi Baobao liked him, but he I can't find a reason why Qi Baobao likes him. If you have to find one, you may think you are handsome on the weekend.

However, compared with the handsome man sitting opposite Qi Baobao, the only self-confidence on the weekend was destroyed. The handsome man's face was as beautiful as a woman. On the weekend, he felt that he was handsome and scum in front of this handsome man.

No wonder the big fat man squats outside the door with a bowl when eating. Maybe he also has low self-esteem.

He appeared at the dinner table abruptly because he was angry. He thought that he could question Qi Baobao's "fiance" and have a fight with Qi Baobao's "fiance". However, when he really saw Qi Baobao having a candlelight dinner with his handsome man's "fiance", his pitiful anger was full of ss There is nothing left.

One is a beautiful female bandit who can pretend to be cute and play a big kitchen knife, and the other is a handsome man who is ridiculously handsome and women are jealous of when they see it. What can they compare with on weekends?

This is not a grade at all!

His face beat for a while. On the weekend, he planned to pull a stool and sit next to Qi Baobao. In the end, he just shook around in front of Qi Baobao, and then turned around and was ready to sit on the sofa.

"Are you the weekend brother our baby said?" Just as soon as he was about to turn around on the weekend, the handsome man spoke, with a magnetic voice and a big fat man's low voice. It is estimated that this voice can move countless girls. While talking, the handsome man stood up from the chair very gentlemanly, faintly taller than on weekends. In ancient times, it would not be too much to describe it as nine feet long, "Hello, I'm Qi Baobao's fiance!" The handsome man raised his hand gracefully and made a gesture to shake hands with the weekend.

On weekends, he is not a gentleman or a gentleman. After all, he is a toad who is used to squatting on the wall and smoking three yuan a pack of inferior cigarettes. Even if he is handsome, he can only be regarded as a frog, which has nothing to do with the word prince, especially when he sees flowers. After the handsomeness and gentlemanly demeanor of the ruined building.

Since he is neither a gentleman nor a gentleman, he will naturally go to Handan to learn to walk on weekends. He doesn't want to draw a tiger without becoming a dog. After a pause, he just turned to the sofa and turned around again and looked up at the flower building that could kill a pair of girls even with a smile.

At this moment, the big fat man appeared at 45 degrees on his side without a trace, with a simple smile on his face, but the blue veins on his wrist were slightly raised. Obviously, he secretly made a gesture of clenching his fist.

"Big fat man, are you full? If you are full, go to the railway station to solicit passengers. I'll come later. Although the weekend with low eyebrows turned his back to the big fat man, he seemed to feel the big fat man's clenching fist. After a pause, he said this to the big fat man lightly. From beginning to the beginning, his pure clean eyes were staring at the unspeakable face of Hualou, as if this was said to Hualou.

"Okay, brother, I'll go now." After listening to the weekend's words, the big fat man agreed cheerfully, and the blue veins on his wrist dissipated without a trace. He turned around and prepared to go out of the small restaurant.

Hualou did not hesitate to smile with his sunshine. When the big fat man just turned around and walked to the door, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Wait a minute!"

"Big fat man, mop the floor first!" When Hualou said this, his tone was as smooth as a weekend, but anyone with a little brain could hear it. His words were in a commanding tone.

"I only listen to my brother." The big fat man didn't return his head. After throwing down such a sentence that it was as low as a tiger roaring, he raised his feet and went out of the door of the small restaurant without looking back.

"Hey!" Noticing that the handsome face of Hualou was inadvertently brushed with a touch of unnaturalness. The weekend was like an ambitious villain. A cunning charm flashed in his eyes, and he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Hualou, "Isn't it Laohua, right? Smoke a cigarette?"

"Sorry, I don't smoke!" Hualou lightly refused the three-yuan bag of inferior cigarettes handed over on the weekend and pointed to the chair next to him. As he sat down, he said, "Sit!"

It is also a light tone. In the eyes of others, they may think that Hualou is cold and stylish, but on the weekend, this little man feels that it tastes wrong in his ears and always feels that Hualou is talking to him in a commanding tone.

Without looking at the chair pointed by Hualou, he casually threw the cigarette that was going to be handed to Hualou on the table on the weekend. This is that he is installing a fork: "The cigarette handed out is like a woman who has been served once. It is not valuable, but also dirty!"

The reason why it was thrown on the table instead of on the ground is that he naturally had an idea. He expected to sneak downstairs to smoke this cigarette at night while the big guys were asleep. Three yuan a pack, that's 15 cents. Even if he installs a fork, he can't waste this five cents for nothing, isn't it?

He took out a cigarette from his pocket again. His meticulous action as if he had paid for it made people laugh, but it was very eye-catching. Therefore, when he took out the cigarette and took out the lighter, Hualou kept staring at his hand with interest, even Qi Bao, who thought that he had understood more than 99% of the weekend's personality, subconsciously looked at the weekend's hand.

click!

He took out his own cigarette and set himself on fire. He took a deep breath on the weekend and spit out the smoke casually. The winding smoke was just like his character. He always grinned at people and things he didn't like. The smoke spit out of his mouth, which was very low-key but can be said to spread arrogantly, and smoke the ruined the building. He also smoked a table of good food and wine.

On the weekend, I dragged the chair he let him sit on before the ruined building to Qi Baobao's side. Instead of sitting, he squatted on the chair, and his arm rubbed against Qi Baobao's snow-like round and fragrant shoulder. "Sorry, I don't like sitting. I'm used to squatting. For a small man like me, squatting so casually is far better than pretending. The old man sat downright. Ha ha!"

When I said this on the weekend, I suddenly grinned and smiled, with a row of white teeth: "Besides, I don't like to sit next to men. I prefer to sit next to beautiful women and smell the fragrance of women..."

"suck!" On the weekend, he turned around and took a deep breath of air towards Baby Qi, with an intoxicated face, "It smells so good!"

"Puff..." Qi Bao, who had been pretending to be a lady and pretending to be quiet, couldn't help it. He covered his mouth and suddenly laughed. With this smile, a mouthful of red wine was inevitably sprayed out, scattered on the table.

"Cough...cough..." Qi Baobao was panicked. She wanted to laugh, but she had to cover her mouth and pretend to be a lady. In order not to let her smile break the secret contest between the two men in front of her, she could only cough lightly.

"Baby, why are you careless?" Hualou's eyes were full of pity and hurriedly stood up. In a blink of an eye, he had arrived beside Qi Baobao. Obviously, he was a servile slave, but he was interpreted as exquisite tenderness by Hualou. On weekends, he had to secretly admire this means of coaxing girls.

Hualou pulled out a tissue from the table and handed it to Qi Baobao. At the same time, his hand wanted to touch Qi Baobao's vest without showing a trace: "I'll take a picture of the vest for you, and it will make you feel good!"

The knee-length skirt worn by Qi Baobao is the kind of collarless, and the vest is slightly exposed, and the snow-white and smooth one touches the eyes and nerves of Hualou.

Seeing through Hualou's intentions, he raised his eyebrows on the weekend. Without waiting for Hualou's hand to be put on Qi Baobao's back, he suddenly blurted out, "Your mother!"

This is definitely a dirty word, swear word!

No matter how self-restraint the Hualou was, no matter how gentlemanly he was, he was also uncontrollably angry after hearing this extremely provocative and aggressive sentence on the weekend. His hand almost reached out to Qi Baobao's back stopped abruptly. His white face suddenly sank, and even a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Who are you scolding?"

This is a question, a very direct and blunt question!

"I didn't scold you anyway!" From the beginning to the end, his eyes stared at the hand that was going to be put on the Qi baby's vest. He didn't raise his eyebrows and said, "I just said the word 'your mother' casually, and I didn't mean to scold anyone."

heard the dirty words "your mother" from the weekend's mouth again. The face of the lost building, which was intended to put up with it, trembled. The white face, which was so handsome that there was no scum, became more and more restrained. Like a vampire in the Western world, he gave up the intention of touching Qi's vest and re He stood up straight, paused, and said, "Try to scold again!"

"I have never been profitable and can't get up early." Noticing that Hualou's hand finally gave up the plan to touch Qi's baby's vest, he was secretly relieved and said half-jokingly, "Do you give me money again?"

"You scold again!" Hualou repeated what he had just said, with the same tone and commanding tone, like a repeater. The only difference was that when he said this, his toes gently paused on the ground without showing traces, like the action of a sprinter before starting.

"Hualou!" Qi Bao, a female bandit who had not spoken and just blinked her eyes to watch the performance of the two men, suddenly called the name of Hualou. Although it was not a lion roaring skill, her tone was not friendly, and there was a faint trace of disgust.

While calling the name of Hualou, Qi Baobao glanced at the weekend without a trace, with a flash of concern in her eyes. She shook her head gently at the weekend.

Looking at Qi's look and small movements, his face trembled slightly on the weekend and blurted out, "Your mother!"

The next second, Hualou appeared in front of the weekend, and his body was eye-catching. Almost at the same time as he moved on the weekend, he took action, his claws suddenly grabbed the weekend's shoulder, and the other hand reached out to the weekend's arm.