Chapter 23: Money, Money!

The broken wheel took over the clothes and said thank you, which made me so happy that I almost hurt myself (with scissors in my hand). I stretched my neck forward to see how big the broken wheel was, but I only saw the black hole mud, that's all.

Just as I wanted to explore more deeply, the broken wheel suddenly lifted the dress that had been taken off to my crotch, making me so angry that I almost didn't move.

"Third brother, don't you also have it? What's so beautiful? Oh, where can I wash it? There is no place here. It only takes two days?" The broken wheel began to bargain again.

I took the broken wheel into the shampoo room like carrying garbage, and then came out with a warning. At the moment I closed the door, I suddenly remembered something and opened the door.

"Ah!" The broken wheel covered the crotch with both hands, and the sounded like a bell.

"Can't stop for a while? They can sleep!" I listened to the complaints from Pan Mei's room, and then scolded the broken wheel. Finally, I remembered what I wanted to say earlier, "Hey, that (my finger has only worn underwear that I haven't washed for two days) is the one. Don't forget to wear it later, and it's in all the clothes!"

In the living room, Zhang Yi and Qu Shouzi began to play CS again. I looked at their battle situation and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. This Qu Shouzi actually flew in with his skills, which can be said to be a sniper in hand, and the world was unimped.

"Oi, the technology is good. I'll take you to play CF another day!" Obviously, these two people didn't listen to my words. I can only find myself bored. It turns out that you can't wake up people immersed in the game with words.

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At 2:30 p.m., I called the broken wheel, Zhang Yi and Qu thin man to the living room. Before I could speak, Zhang Yi said with a smile, "Third brother, can we practice less today?"

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

"Nothing, if you are hungry, ask, ask!" Zhang Yi touched her head and said back. Naturally, I didn't know why the broken wheel beside her. I didn't bother to explain to him the height of the broken wheel. To be honest, it is not very suitable for walking the art road, and it is very suitable for repairing bicycles!

"Attention from all departments, the performance will start immediately!" I adjusted the stereo and ordered Zhang Yi and the thin Qu thin man.

"Wait, wait!" Zhang Yi looked at the thin man and then looked at me. I looked across and roared at Zhang Yi, "You swallow it back. I just want to ask why Pan Mei didn't come out. Let me tell you, Pan Mei is in a situation and needs to rest."

"What's going on is not a hindrance!" Zhang Yi retorted with a big mouth.

It seems that I can only be tough with him, otherwise this boy will not rehearse. As soon as I raised my foot, I took the slippers in my hand, and then threatened, "If you talk nonsense, I will not only take your shoes to pump you, but also cut off your water, cut off your electricity, and your right to play!"

An hour later, when I uploaded the recorded video to Youku, I was surprised to find that the video recorded yesterday set a new record again, and netizens also gave Pan Mei a title called "Xiao Saner".

I smiled and then began to slowly appreciate the comments. The comments are full of strange things, but basically they are praised first and then joking.

Extracts are as follows:

1, a chicken: Shit, our loser brothers have also begun to make white, rich and beautiful, which is really moving!

The man is 2: Upstairs, you know an egg. This is called Xiao San'er. Xiao San'er knows that this white rich beauty wants to destroy the pure physical relationship between the loser brothers. You really don't know how to appreciate it!

2, this is a spoof. At first, I thought it was a spoof, but I didn't expect that even the mother who bought chickens appeared now. It's really evil!

Additionally, I love to read this. 2012 words are omitted here. You know, what is popular now is the big miscellaneous match, small mating/matching!

3, why don't you get on the talent show? On behalf of all the people in Henan, I support you, losers, talent...

"It's broken. It seems that I accidentally took a picture of the broken wheel just now. Damn it, his mother's comment this time is expected to be sharper, Yaya! But it doesn't matter. Nowadays, any star who wants to be famous makes something strange. As the saying goes, celebrities without gossip are not celebrities. The more you are scolded, the greater the chance of fire!"

"Third brother, what are you laughing at?" The broken wheel came over and asked.

"No, I told you that you don't understand. This is called art!" I said with a giggle. The broken wheel scratched his ear and said, "Third brother, why don't you just explain it to me? What on earth is this called art?"

I suddenly remembered that this broken wheel brother is a good student who likes to ask why. I said to the broken wheel, "This is called art (finger notebook screen). Do you understand? If you don't understand, go back and experience it yourself!"

The broken wheel nodded, showing a strange expression, and there seemed to be something in his mouth.

At this moment, Pan Mei's voice suddenly flew to my ear: Third brother, you let someone use the book!

"Ah, Pan Mei, when did you get out of the customs? Why didn't I feel it? Give it to me. I'm going to give you this book. If you want a network cable, you can do whatever you want with it!" I said diligently.

"They know that I used it last time!" As soon as I heard Pan Mei's words, I was stunned. They all said that this woman's IQ was lower than that of men. Why didn't I find the scientific nature of this sentence (until now, I haven't found that Qu Shouzi and Zhang Yi know how to surf the Internet).

Pan Mei suddenly turned around for me, smiled, and went back to the room. I glanced around and found that Zhang Yi and the thin people sitting in the corner of the living room were dull and were focusing on admiring something.

"You" When I mentioned the word 'this', I couldn't help but be stunned. These two people dared to hold my mobile phone and each with a headphone to enjoy the third-level film of a certain country.

About this three-level film, that was a long time ago. At that time, I didn't have such a group of people. This video was also sent to me by Lao Bai next door in class with Bluetooth. In order to cope with the lonely late night, I have never been willing to delete it, but I wonder how these two people were found. Well, I clearly remember that I was hiding very deeply!

It's broken. With Pan Mei's IQ, I won't have seen it last night! Thinking of this, I can't help but be associated with Pan Mei's cycle today.

"Ah, how can two men bully one woman!" As soon as the broken wheel fell, it squeezed in (it seems that it is good to be short).

"You are stupid. This is obviously three men raped by a woman, and two men bullied a woman. What a look!" Zhang Yi retorted that she couldn't help nodding repeatedly after looking at the broken wheel carefully.

"Why is there no sound?" As the broken wheel said, he pulled out the headphones plugged into the mobile phone, and suddenly there was a sound of depression in the living room.

"Quickly, plug it in, don't let the screw hear!" Zhang Yi's mouth is also fast.

I didn't say anything. After all, they are all men. It's understandable!

"I can tell you that it's okay, but I can't let Pan Mei find out, and I can't be here. Comfort, if you really can't stand it, you can find an empty place (look at the bathroom)," I said gloomyly.

"It's better to be the third brother, hehe!" Qu Shouzi said.

"Futam, why didn't I think of these postures back then!" The broken wheel gritted its teeth between Qu Shouzi and Zhang Yi, and his face had become blood red.

Although I know about the romantic relationship of this broken wheel, but it's not about this topic now. I blinked my eyes and looked at the three people again. Then I suddenly remembered the question the broken wheel just asked me: "What a broken wheel? Didn't you ask me what art is? This is art, and It's still advanced art!"

After hearing my serious words, the broken wheel immediately shouted, "What, this is called art, third brother, then I also want to learn art!"

"It's fucking powerless. It's only been a while. If you get hungry, it will be at least twice as much as him!" Zhang Yi loosened her trousers belt and took a look at the small tent under her crotch.

The broken wheel stared at Zhang Yi with an almost worshipful gaze and wanted to say something, but when the words came to her mouth, I swallowed back. I saw this subtle change clearly. It seems that the reason why Josephine, a romantic woman, often cuckolded the broken wheel in those years, was that the broken wheel could not satisfy her.

"Hi, hi! Come back, what are you going to do!" Instention, I found that Zhang Yi had arrived at the door.

"There's no need to ask, it must be a brothel!" Qu Shouzi stretched out and said with a smile.

"You stop, Yaya, I'll tell you again (I grab Zhang Yi's arm). We don't have * here. Even if there is, you can't call it that. They have a special name, called Miss!" I was afraid that Pan Mei would hear the loud voice, so I tried to keep my voice down.

"I don't care if I'm hungry, I have to go today!" Zhang Yi seems to want to dump the prestige of the prime minister with me.

"Then you have money. This is different from your Warring States. At that time, you were more or less a prime minister. No matter what you do, you don't have to pay. Humph, this is the 21st century and it is a market economy. As long as you pay for your labor, you have to get something. The money of other girls is the same as the wages of migrant workers. It can be in arrears!" I said this against my conscience and deliberately bit the money very hard.

"Money, money, although I can't say that I'm rich at the beginning." Before Zhang Yi's national character was said, I lost my patience and gave this bastard Prime Minister a kick.

"I told you that if you want to find a lady, you have to make money. No matter what you do here, you can get money. As long as you have money, you want me to ask your grandfather to do it. If you don't have money, you have to listen to me!" I said in an almost majestic tone.