Chapter 170: Not Eligible
Chapter 165
You can't be a human being if you're a dog man.
People who deserve to be almost thirty years old, are still single dogs, I wish you a lifetime of singles!
The man raised an eyebrow, "Oh, yes." Who said just now that it has nothing to do with me?"
"I, I...... I'm kidding, do you mean it, is your heart as small as the eye of a needle?" she yelled.
Unexpectedly, Qing Muye nodded solemnly, "Yes." ”
"You ......"
Dog man, count you ruthless.
Meng Jingwei took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes angrily, and calmed her emotions.
Can't be angry, can't be angry!
"Yes, no, up. I apologize to you for what I just said. ”
She stood in front of him, bent ninety degrees, one bow, two bows, three ......
When she bowed for the third time, Qing Muye grabbed her chin, "Who is carrying your luggage for you if you are so anxious to pray that I will die?"
Only in the presence of the dead is it necessary to bow three times.
This dead woman cursed him to die early, openly and secretly.
Really, when he can't see it?
"Hey, hey, nothing, nothing. Didn't I bow three times to show my piety? ”
Meng Jingwei 'can bend and stretch', flattering and smiling, but the smile does not reach the bottom of her eyes.
That's right, three bows to show piety, pious prayer to God, let Qing Muye, a mean, shameless, and obscene scumbag, die early.
He lives in the province, and he lives for the sake of disaster.
"And what do I have to do with you?" the man asked rhetorically.
Meng Jingwei glanced at him, "Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong." You are my brother, my brother, my good brother. Okay, right?"
"Barely bothering with the little girl. ”
Qing Muye threw the umbrella to Meng Jingwei, walked up to her luggage, and then stretched out his hand to her.
Seeing this scene, Meng Jingwei was stunned, "What are you doing?"
She subconsciously covered her pockets, "Will you help me carry a luggage, and you will have to charge for it?"
I beg you to be a human being, don't be such a dog, okay.
"What nonsense!"
Qing Muye took a step closer to her, grabbed her hand, carried her luggage in one hand, and slowly descended the mountain.
Meng Jingwei only felt that her palm was hot, and her little hand was tightly wrapped by his big palm, and a sense of security hit her heart for no reason.
But in an instant, Meng Jingwei suddenly came to her senses, "Hey, Qing Muye, you let go." I seriously suspect you're rubbing my oil. ”
When the words fell, Qing Muye let go in an instant, it happened to be a steep downward slope, Meng Jingwei's feet slipped, and she fell directly to the ground, "Ouch, my ass." ”
Fell to the ground so hard that his ass hurt even his waist.
Meng Jingwei gasped in pain, looked at the sneakers she was wearing, and couldn't help muttering, "What kind of garbage thing, it's not slippery at all." ”
The man two meters away from her turned around and looked at her indifferently, his face expressionless.
Meng Jingwei held her waist with one hand and wanted to get up, but the steep slopes were too steep all around, and there was no support point under her feet.
Then he looked at Qing Muye, "Come and help me, okay, brother?!"
The word 'brother' is almost squeezed out of between his teeth.
As a result, I heard Qing Muye say: "Don't do it, I don't want to rub oil." ”
The man said lightly, but there was a bit of indifference between the lines.
Meng Jingwei was angry, angry, and aggrieved, but she could only hold back the anger in her heart, "Brother, I'm joking with you." I'm your sister, you have to protect me, or I'll tell my grandmother when I go back. “