Chapter 420 Sorry, I don't like old men!

The so-called Lori has three good qualities, delicate, soft, and easy to push down!

What's more, Tang Ziyan, a childlike super Lori at this time, is naturally more touching.

"Goo-dong!"

I don't know which part of Tang Ziyan's body the old man saw and swallowed a mouthful of water.

The old man's thief's eyes were very obscure, and the movement of his swallowing saliva was too small, which could not be found by Tang Ziyan's current Taoism. However, if Tang Ziyan didn't find it, it doesn't mean that she can't find it on the weekend. If she had known, she would have been a master of peeking at women on weekends. Generally speaking, it would be difficult for the other party to find out if he wanted to see a woman's breasts or buttocks.

Therefore, when he noticed the old man's slightly wriggling throat, he couldn't help staring at the old man secretly on the weekend.

The old man is guilty of being a thief, and naturally he can only remove his thief's eyes with a smile.

"Brother Zhou, haven't you been well yet?" Tang Ziyan, who did not feel the flames of war and smoke, stood timidly at the door and asked the weekend.

"Okay!" Speaking on the weekend, he got up and walked to Tang Ziyan at the door. After a while, he drank a lot of water and almost urinated. He just needed to go to the men's toilet next door to pee.

Originally, he still had a good impression on the old man on the weekend, but when he found that the old man was staring at Tang Ziyan's body and drooling, he had no good impression on the old man. If it hadn't been for the old man's age, he would have beaten him violently.

Naturally, you won't greet the old man when you leave the smoking area on weekends. Even before leaving, he stared at the old man fiercely on the weekend.

Seeing that he was leaving on the weekend, the old man didn't know what his psychology was. He suddenly stopped the weekend: "Afterlife, wait!"

"Hmm?" The weekend stopped, looked back at the old man and said in a faint tone, "Old man, what else?"

The old man blushed. He obviously wanted to see Tang Ziyan, but because of the breathtaking aura of the weekend, he could only deliberately turn his eyes on the weekend and paused. The old man said, "Is the little girl your sister?"

"It's my wife!" Although I didn't know the purpose of the old man's question on the weekend, he still said very firmly, "It's my woman, my girlfriend!"

"Your female friend?" The old man was slightly stunned, and then a strange light burst out of his old eyes and blurted out, "I'll make you a friend!"

The old man's subtext should be: Since I met your girlfriend, I have made you as a friend!

I don't surf the Internet much on weekends. Naturally, I haven't heard this sentence, but judging from the old man's expression, how can I not know what the old man was doing on the weekend?

Thinking of the old man staring at Tang Ziyan's chest and swallowing saliva, he wanted to throw a fist at the old man on the weekend and want to be friends? There is no door!

"Ha ha, I'm sorry, I don't like the old man!" With a faint smile on the weekend, he turned around and was about to leave with Tang Ziyan.

"Don't you want to save me?" The old man was not angry at all because he gathered himself on the weekend, and even said this with a gentle smile on his face.

The old man is convinced that this sentence is his trump card!

Sure enough, after listening to the old man's words on the weekend, he turned around and looked at the old man again.

However, Tang Ziyan is obviously more excited than the weekend's reaction.

"What? Can you save my brother Zhou?" While saying this, Tang Ziyan threw away the weekend and took her hand and walked happily towards the old man who was still sitting on the sofa in the smoking area.

"Yes, yes, I can really save him!" Seeing Tang Ziyan taking the initiative to meet him, the old man was so excited that his eyes almost fell to the ground.

In particular, when Tang Ziyan walked, she stepped quickly, and the two masses in front of her chest were full and then heaved up and down, which made the old man panic and scratched his ears and cheeks.

"Grandpa, can you really save my brother Zhou? Please, grandpa, please help him." Tang Ziyan was very excited. She ran to the old man and even bent down and said expectantly, "Grandpa, as long as you can save my boyfriend, I will promise you whatever you ask me to do."

"Uh!" Originally, the old man was quite satisfied with Tang Ziyan's excited expression, but when the old man heard Tang Ziyan call him "Grandpa", he was a little unhappened, so he boldly asked Tang Ziyan, "Sister, are you really willing to promise me anything?"

"Old man, don't go too much!" At this time, he had returned to Tang Ziyan's side. Hearing the old man ask Tang Ziyan, he had a black face and hurriedly threatened the old man and said, "If you are not in a hurry to queue up to be reborn as a beast, I advise you to be normal!"

"Brother Zhou!" After listening to the weekend's words, Tang Ziyan hurriedly complained, "Grandpa has said that he can save you, so be polite to others!"

Although Tang Ziyan is a gangster girl on campus, she is just an unsolicited little girl after all. How did she know that the old man was thinking about her?

After a weekend, she explained to the old man expectantly and said, "Grandpa, my boyfriend doesn't mean to offend you. Don't be angry! Also, if you can really save my boyfriend, I will promise you everything!"

"Hey, I won't be angry!" The old man said with a strange smile, "Sister, since you promise me everything, don't call me grandpa anymore!"

"Isn't it called grandpa?" Tang Ziyan was slightly stunned and didn't know the old man's intention at all. Naturally, she was a little cute. "What's the name of grandpa? Do you think it's okay to call you an old man? Why don't you call your grandpa?"

"Uh..." The old man was completely speechless and said to himself, am I really this old? After a pause, he simply gritted his teeth and said bluntly, "Girl, can't you call me brother or uncle?"

The old man felt that if Tang Ziyan called him grandfather, the gap between the two would be too big, but if Tang Ziyan called him brother or uncle, he would feel much more comfortable.

"Brother? Uncle?" Tang Ziyan was thundered and blurted out, "If my own grandfather is still alive, he would not be as old as you. If I call you brother or uncle, maybe he will jump out of the coffin and beat me!"

"Huh...haha...haha..." After listening to Tang Ziyan's words, I laughed no matter how I could endure it on the weekend.

Judging from what Tang Ziyan said, it is obvious that Tang Ziyan is not really natural. Perhaps she has already seen that the old man has ulterior motives for her, and it is precisely because of this that she deliberately teases the old man so much.

Thinking of this possibility, I really couldn't wait to hug Tang Ziyan and kiss her hard on the weekend.

Several families are happy and sad. They are happy on the weekend, but the old man is depressed. He is not a fool. How can he not know that Tang Ziyan is teasing him?

Looking at Tang Ziyan's childish face, innocent and harmless, but in fact shrewd as a goblin, the old man's eyebrows couldn't help locking tightly.

Of course, the old man did not give up his attempt against Tang Ziyan because of this. In his opinion, the more naughty Tang Ziyan is, the more shrewd and capable he is, and the more moved he is. After all, if it is too easy to get started, I can't reflect the preciousness of Tang Ziyan, right?

Moreover, men like difficult game, and those who like to eat domestic broilers are all laymen. Naturally, the old man felt that he was the kind of diner who liked game, and the harder it was to eat, the more he liked it.

"Girl, since you like to see me as grandpa, then call me!" While the old man was talking to Tang Ziyan with his old face, his eyes were dripping, obviously making a decision.

When he noticed the weekend when he was smiling proudly at this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the sudden cheerful feeling made him narrow his eyes slightly.

"Kid, how can you smile so happily when your soul is almost gone?"

"What?" Hearing the word "soul" in the old man's mouth, his pupils couldn't help wrinkled. He felt that there was something wrong with his ears, so he hurriedly asked the old man repeatedly, "Old man, what did you just say?"

"Hey!" Noticing the weekend's reaction, a sasful smile flashed in the old man's eyes, "I said, you're about to lose your soul. How can you laugh!"

"You...you..." Hearing the word "death" on the weekend, the shock of the weekend was incomprehensable, "You...who the hell are you...how can you know nine turns...nine turns..."

"Nine turns into a lost palm, right? Hey hey!" When the old man said this, he had already stood up from the bench, then carried his hands on his back and walked to the exit of the smoking area inexplicably. "I said I could save you. You still don't believe it. It's ridiculous!"

The old man walks very slowly, or he can't be said to be paced. However, what people can't figure out is that even if he is so leisurely, he moves quickly and goes outside the door of the smoking area.

Seeing that the old man was about to disappear, he hurriedly left Tang Ziyan to catch up with him on the weekend: "Old man, please wait a moment."

But the old man walked on his own as if he didn't hear his words, and the faster he went, the faster he went. In an instant, the distance between the two had changed from five or six steps to more than ten or twenty steps.

Seeing that the old man walked so fast, he became ambitious on the weekend, regardless of his current physical condition, which was full of dark energy on the soles of his feet, and his body flashed away.

With the blessing of darkness, the speed of the weekend became faster. In the blink of an eye, the weekend caught up with the old man. At this time, the old man stood in front of the window at the end of the corridor with his hands behind his hands, while on weekends he stood nearly three or five steps away from the old man.

"Afterlife, you are very good at running!" The old man laughed and said, "However, you can only run for these three days. After three days, you will explode and die!"

"Old man, I know you are very capable." On the weekend, he said bluntly, "Tell me the truth, can you save me or not?"

"I can save you and will save you, but you have to show some sincerity!" The old man said bitterly that the Tang monk meant to teach Sun Wukong.

"What kind of sincerity do you need me to show?" I asked on the weekend.

"There's no reason why you can't think of what I need!" The old man did not answer the weekend questions directly.

"How do I know what you want?" The weekend was a little stuffy, and the tone of speech became stiff. "Old man, what do you want to say directly? Don't be crooked. What I can give you will naturally be given to you. If I don't or can't afford what you want, you can't give it to me, can you?"

"Hey!" Seeing the impatient expression on the weekend, the old man was not angry, but said with a smile, "Later generation, since you have said so, I want to open my mouth?"

"Say, what do you want?" I said another sentence patiently over the weekend.