Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Man Must Have a Good
Solved most of the money for Xiaoxijiao's eye disease, Lang Mo felt very relaxed, but listening to Xiaoxijiao's mother Miao Feng's tone, 70,000 may not be enough. So he made a few more phone calls, scraped together from other friends at school, and finally got 10,000 dollars. When he put down the phone, he found Alain looking at him with a smile, but with a strange expression.
Lang Mo smiled and said, "Baby, why are you looking at me with such eyes? Is it that my willingness to help others has moved you?"
Alan blinked: "Do you have any other intentions besides treating your students' eye diseases?"
"Other attempts, what attempts? I don't understand!" Lang Mo was a little puzzled by Alain's questioning.
"Really, do you really not understand, or are you pretending to be confused with me?"
"What? I don't understand what you're talking about?" Lang Mo became more and more confused.
"You, not honest! That Liu Xijiao's mother is a very feminine and lovely person, how many people are beating her idea, you won't be ...... Confess to be wide!" Alan said as he stared at Lang Mo's eyes.
"Hahaha, I see, sometimes, I think women are sometimes trouble. When did I become attracted to her? I swore to the heavens that I went to borrow money, purely for Xiaoxijiao! You are framing a good person, an extreme falsehood! My pure heart has been hurt the most! Look how I punish you!" Lang Mo said with a smile as he walked around the counter to Alain's side to rub oil. Frightened, Alan laughed vigorously and hid. But the back of the counter was so small, and Arlando had nothing to do, so he was hugged by Lang Mo from behind.
At this time, the waiter Xiaocui had already cleaned up the restaurant and kitchen, and was walking towards the restaurant when he heard footsteps. Frightened, the two hurriedly sorted out their clothes in a panic, and each returned to the position where they should stand.
Alain: "Xiao Cui, are you done with the work?" Xiao Cui: "It's done, boss lady." If nothing happens, I want to go upstairs and rest. "Okay, there you go!"
After watching Xiaocui go upstairs, Lang Mo asked, "She's the waiter you hired?" Alain: "Yes, what do you think?" "Yes, it's a little spicy." By the way, what about Master Dai?" As soon as he heard Master Dai, Alan covered his mouth and laughed violently: "After he finished frying the vegetables just now, he took a stick and went to Village Chief Wang to settle the account!" "Settle the account, what kind of account?" I understand that it is for the bottle of Wuliangye that was stolen by Village Chief Wang, right?" "Yes, yes, yes, it is that bottle of wine! I told him about it just now! After he heard this, you didn't see it, this drunkard's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he stomped his feet angrily! I almost didn't get angry. No, after he finished his work, he actually came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife, and shouted that he wanted to find Village Chief Wang and must compensate him for his wine! Otherwise, it would not be over! Fortunately, I stopped him, so I replaced it with a big wooden stick! Originally, I didn't want to tell him, but sooner or later he wanted to know about it, so I told him, thinking that Village Chief Wang must have enough for him to drink a pot tonight! Hahaha..."
Lang Mo also thought it was funny when he heard it: "Hey, hey, it seems that Village Chief Wang is going to have a nightmare tonight! Fortunately, it wasn't the wine you found at the time, otherwise it would be really scary! But then again, is this drunkard so angry for a bottle of wine?" Alan glanced at Lang Mo and said, "You men, as long as you are a male, there will be one." 'Good', either lustful, or delicious, or good prostitution, or good gambling, and wearing an alcoholic is good wine, wine is his life, Village Chief Wang wants his life, of course he will root Village Chief Wang desperately. I think that if Village Chief Wang doesn't buy a bottle of good wine and give it back to him, this old Dai will never give up!"
Lang Mo nodded and gave Alan a thumbs up: "Alan, I can't see it, what you said still has some truth. Yes, it makes me feel like I'm sudden!" Alain gave him a blank look, then leaned over, the tip of her nose almost stuck to the tip of Lang Mo's nose and said, "Don't bring me a high hat, say this, I want to ask, since you think what I said is reasonable, then let me ask you, what are you doing?" Look into my eyes, quickly, give you three seconds! Don't think about it!"
After a while, Lang Mo smiled: "I'm not good, it's good for you, is it a good thing!?" Alain suddenly blushed: "I'm going to die, talking nonsense!" Lang Mo also suddenly leaned forward and took another bite on her red face. Alan said angrily: "You, you, you, you are dead! I ignore you! You have never been serious!" Lang Mo: "I am talking seriously!" After speaking, he looked at the attic and frowned slightly: "What should I do tonight?" ”
Alan asked knowingly, "What should I do?" Lang Mo looked back at the door, and when he saw that there was no one, he went around to the counter and hugged Alan tightly. Who knew that Alan tried his best to break free of Lang Mo's hand, and then muttered in Lang Mo's ear for a while, and heard Lang Mo's eyebrows flutter and nodded again and again. After a while, he left the restaurant with a smile on his face.