Chapter Forty-Eight: My Brother Is Kicked in the Head by a Donkey

It says how much to break and how much to get free of order, and it is only for girls to participate.

"Boss, I want to participate in this event!" Hua Simu raised the leaflet in his hand and shouted to the boss to come over.

That's it, I can only give it a try.

The boss put the knife on the cutting board, rubbed his hand on his apron, and walked over to the two of them.

There is an activity called, you think you will make a small profit, but the boss will never lose, the bamboo sticks are thickened and thickened, and it is only for girls to challenge.

According to past experience, there are generally no more than 30 at most.

"Can it be done? If it doesn't work, don't be reckless. Han Mo took the leaflet, glanced at her thin arms and legs, and said suspiciously.

"Heh, never ask me if I can do it. Hua Simu pulled the corners of her mouth contemptuously.

Standard overlord answers.

Han Mo was silent, what he said, how do you feel that the identities of the two people are reversed, she is the man.

"The little girl felt that she could break as much as she could, and if one of them was not broken, even if the challenge failed. "The boss explained the rules of the game clearly.

Hua Simu didn't say a word, picked up all the bamboo sticks on the table, let alone one or two hundred.

I can barely hold my hand.

A few bamboo sticks kept falling.

The boss picked it up for Hua Simu and put it in, this little girl is quite greedy, breaking so many roots, even he can't do it as a strong adult man, it is impossible not to think about it.

"I started. Hua Simu put her hands on the back of her hand and held the left and right ends of the bamboo skewers.

Wrist strain.

Onlookers held their breath in anticipation.

However, the bamboo skewers did not move.

Bai Su's small hand is held on the skewer, and the cyan blood vessel bulge can be clearly seen.

Hua Simu's face was calm.

Actually—

Depend on!

She finally realized the true meaning that a chopstick is easy to break, and a chopstick is difficult to break.

Lao Tzu's biceps muscles are about to burst out, maybe the unicorn arm is about to come out.

Woo my swan arm, don't~

It's really hard to use without demonic power......

As the boss and the onlookers gradually lose their patience, the unthinkable happens.

The top bamboo skewer suddenly bursts open.

One after the other was followed by a series of fractures.

Coherent.

The wonderful moment was short-lived, and in the blink of an eye, Hua Simu had already slapped the broken bamboo skewer in half on the table.

The crowd sighed.

Whew-

Hua Simu blows her bangs handsomely, and the bangs fly up and down.

"Boss, how's it going?"

"Hey girl, I'm really convinced, I can't see that the girl turned out to be a strong man, I am also an honest businessman, according to the activity, string free orders. ”

Hua Simu pulled Han Mo and prepared to leave.

rubbed the greasy hand on the bamboo stick directly into Han Mo's hand, as if retaliating.

Two pairs of greasy/wrapping.

Han Mo's face was cold and thin, and his eyes were doting.

Instead, he held Hua Simu's slippery hand a little hard to prevent her hand from slipping away from her palm.

This is completely opposite to what Hua Simu expected, Hua Simu can't break free.

Low curse, "Damn, pervert." ”

"Wait, two. The boss stopped the two.

"What, the boss wants to regret it?"

"No, girl, this is just a skewer activity, skewers are free of charge, and the two of you also ordered two bowls of dumplings, ten yuan a bowl, a total of twenty. The owner explained.

!!!

Oh shit! There are dumplings!!

The expression on Hua Simu's face couldn't be contained.

Suddenly a wail erupted, pushing Han Mo in front of the boss.

"Ahh

This voice scared the boss a lot, "Little girl, what's wrong, I have something to say." ”

"This is my younger brother, who was kicked in the head by a donkey as a child, and was often delirious, and his only wish when he was sober was to eat a bowl of steaming dumplings. ”

Hua Simu performed passionately with tears in her eyes.

"Our family has already sold iron for him, and the only house has also been sold. The four walls of the house are empty~"

"Today I wanted to fulfill a dream of his, but I didn't expect to lose the only twenty yuan left this month. ”

"Your brother still looks normal. "The boss was skeptical.

Suspicious eyes swept towards the two of them.

I didn't see anything wrong with the meal just now.

"It was when he was sober for a while today that I brought him over to eat dumplings, and now that he has finished eating, he is starting to get confused again. "Hua Simu said it one by one.

Hold out your hand to the boss and say, "Look, my hands are greasy and I don't know how to let go of my hand." ”

Normal people have long been thrown off.

The boss began to believe, well, that something was wrong.

Looking at the girl's brother again, his face was so dark.

Seeing him look over, he glared at him, and his sharp eyes made people dare not look at each other.

"Hehe, if he is not sober, he will be more hostile, so he will stare at people like this. Hua Simu noticed the interaction between the two and added in time.

"Such a handsome guy, it's a pity that he was kicked by a donkey, let's go, these two bowls of dumplings will be invited to you as an uncle. ”

The boss was completely convinced, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh with emotion.

"Thank you boss, goodbye boss. Hua Simu ran away, pulling Han Mo to run wildly, afraid that the boss would regret it.

"Good luck with a speedy recovery. ”

The boss stood at the entrance of the tent and waved cordially.

......

A black and calm Maybach is parked on the side of the street, which stands out in the unpretentious street scene.

Pale yellow lights poured out of the car.

In the main driver's seat, an aggressive figure gradually approached the petite figure sitting in the passenger seat.

"Delirious?"

"Kicked by a donkey?"

"Huh?"

Han Mo's cold eyes seemed to be smiling.

As Han Mo approached, there was a cool mint smell.

Hua Simu leaned back in the chair with her neck bent, her face was slightly red, her eyes were dodgy, and her little hands were mixed together dirty, and she couldn't even care about the greasy on her hands.

"People, people ......"

Posture twisting.

It's not because of what she said before, the ghost demon mother has always been frank and unmistakable.

Settle accounts after autumn or something.

Hmph, who ca

e!

It's just that Han Mo got too close, and this scene always reminded her of her father and the queen mother like this.

Close, close, close...... Then the French kiss.

Don't hide it from everyone, when she was a child, she watched countless scenes in her very open fingers until she saw numbness.

I didn't expect this scene to be staged today, and she is still the protagonist.

Hua Simu's brain spun rapidly, and then what was she going to do......

Yes, yes, close your eyes.

It's critical.

Hua Simu swallowed and closed her eyes tightly.

The eyelashes trembled slightly like butterflies flapping their wings, and the eyeballs rolled restlessly under the eyelids.

However, it did not come to the scene as expected.

The mint flavor ranges from light to strong to light.

"Sleepy?" a magnetic voice sounded in the quiet car.

Then Hua Simu's hand was picked up, and the wet and cool thing touched her, soft and comfortable.

Hua opened her eyes wistfully.

Han Mozheng lowered her head slightly and wiped her hands seriously, as if she was wiping a work of art, and she didn't let go of every corner.