Chapter 145: A woman is thirty like a wolf, and forty is like a tiger

This time, she had ropes tied to her feet.

I can't run away.

Chen Ziang smiled slightly.

"I see you. He spoke as softly as he could, lest he frighten the little girl.

This little girl looks very cute, Chen Ziang has never seen such a beautiful child.

The little girl didn't speak, and when she saw Chen Ziang coming, she was a little scared and wanted to hide further, but she found that there was a rope tied to her feet, and she couldn't hide.

Chen Ziang got closer and closer, her pink little mouth grinned, and the back of her small palm wiped her eyes.

Broken!

Chen Ziang hurriedly retreated, she was about to cry.

"I can't see, I can't see, I can't see, I'm gone, I'm gone. Chen Ziang took a few steps back, pretending to look away, and peeked at the little girl.

The little girl lowered her hand and stared at her big eyes, tears rolling in her eyes, but she did not cry in the end.

Chen Ziang looked around, some old people began to come out for morning exercises, and he had to run away.

When he came back from the third lap, Chen Ziang also saw the little girl playing there, with ropes tied to her ankles.

In the fourth circle, the little girl was still there, holding the bottle.

In the fifth circle, the rope was gone, and the little girl was gone, and the place was empty.

Chen Ziang was disappointed, and after the run, he went home a little reluctantly.

After taking a shower and eating breakfast, he rushed to the driving school to practice driving.

In a few days, he will take the second subject, and his parents' inherited mechanical talent makes him very hard, and he still often presses the line when he reverses into the warehouse.

The next day, Chen Ziang woke up a little late, but still went for a run.

Running through the area where the little girl in the neighborhood appeared yesterday, he looked over with some expectation.

Unfortunately, there was no one in place.

The little girl who was tied up with the rope did not reappear.

After running, he went back to take a shower and eat breakfast, and Chen Ziang hurried to the driving school to practice driving.

After lunch and half an hour of practice, he left the driving school and headed for West Lake.

The Golden Alliance made an appointment with him to meet at a teahouse by the West Lake.

Chen Ziang is very familiar with the West Lake, and he is familiar with finding the place.

But when he saw this teahouse, he was awe-struck.

This kind of place, ordinary people really dare not enter it.

Even if you go in stunned, after consuming it once, you won't come back if you are killed.

Food and drink are too expensive.

Its geographical advantages are obvious, there is an open-air leisure roof upstairs, and you can see the West Lake, the white causeway, and the lotus pond as far as the eye can see, which is beautiful.

There are beautiful women at the door to greet guests, and you can tell at a glance that this is a place for high consumption.

"Welcome. Before Chen Ziang walked to the door, the beautiful woman at the door spoke sweetly, and her voice was very good: "How many gentlemen are there?"

"I'm here to see a friend. Chen Ziang explained that he unconsciously restrained his impetuous heart and stabilized the key points, which is more particular here.

A beautiful woman quickly came over to lead Chen Ziang to find someone.

On the way, Chen Ziang secretly observed that this place is simple and elegant, with complete supporting facilities, not only providing accommodation, catering, but also health clubs and other services.

This golden alliance deserves to be rich.

Chen Ziang muttered in his heart, followed the beauty, and soon came to the upper floor, and was taken to the door of a room.

It's quieter, it's decorated, it's a bit ancient, and he feels like he's entering an ancient hall.

"Wow. The beauty knocked on the door for Chen Ziang, and he stood aside.

"Please come in!" There was a faint feminine voice inside, very charming.

Chen Ziang was puzzled, the Golden Alliance not only brought his son, but also his wife?

The beauty helped Chen Ziang push the door open and sat down with a gesture of please.

Chen Ziang hurriedly went in and wanted to close the door by himself, but the beauty had already grabbed the handle in advance and helped him close it.

He lifted his eyes.

This look, standing still.

I saw a person standing on each side of the table by the window in the room.

One big and one small.

One man and one woman.

The little one was a young man, with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, and his face was full of excitement, looking at him with a pair of extremely attentive eyes.

The eldest one is a woman in a cheongsam, tall and very temperamental, her eyes are very beautiful, her face is delicate, and she seems to be less than thirty years old.

Seeing her face, Chen Ziang was shocked, this face ......

"Is it Jin Daxia?" exclaimed the tiger-headed young man excitedly, he was only about twelve or thirteen years old, and his face was flushed, as if the star chasers had seen an idol.

Chen Ziang woke up suddenly.

"Hello, hello, I'm Jin Daxia. Chen Ziang hurriedly walked over, glanced at the young man, and asked the cheongsam woman suspiciously: "Mrs. Zongmeng, where is Zongmeng?

"Sit down first. The cheongsam woman smiled and made a gesture to sit down, asking Chen Ziang to sit down first.

Chen Ziang honestly sat down on the table and chair next to the tiger-headed and tiger-brained young man with an excited face.

"Do you drink tea or coffee?" asked the cheongsam woman with a smile, she was graceful and elegant, very dignified, with a smile and a cheek, and her every move was very pleasing to the eye.

"Just drink tea. Chen Ziang hurriedly said, it was the first time he had seen a woman with an unbearable and blasphemous temperament, this was the real goddess.

Guan Tongtong is still a little childish, and the fire has not yet arrived.

"What kind of tea do you want to drink, follow us, or shall I call the waiter?" asked the cheongsam woman with a smile, her eyes charming that Chen Ziang did not dare to look directly.

"Drink tea, just like you, no need to shout. Chen Ziang looked at the tea set on the table and smiled.

The young man next to him hurriedly said, "Big, I'll make you a drink." ”

As he spoke, he got up, carried the kettle, added water to the teapot, lifted the teapot again, poured a cup as if watering, and then grabbed the tweezers with both hands, clamped the teacup with the tea in the tray, and put it in front of Chen Ziang.

It's so exquisite!

Chen Ziang was embarrassed.

The whole process makes Chen Ziang feel that his taste in life is 108,000 miles behind.

Thinking about himself, Shi Jia said that he was on fire, bought some green tea and came back to make it for him, and he made tea and drank tea like this, directly poured the tea into the cup, and then flushed it with boiling water, and drank it in a gulp when it was cold.

"Great, please have tea. The young man's eyes were excited, but he kept suppressing it, probably because his mother was on the side, and he didn't dare to be rude.

"Thank you. Chen Ziang picked up the tea, took a sip, and then drank it all.

The teacups are small and there isn't much tea.

Putting down the teacup, Chen Ziang glanced at the game of checkers on the table and looked at the cheongsam woman, but when he saw the cheongsam woman looking at him with a smile, he hurriedly looked at her natural pink mouth, and didn't dare to look directly, and then asked a little embarrassed: "Mrs. Zongmeng, where is Zongmeng?"

The cheongsam woman smiled and asked, "Isn't I, like the General Alliance?"

Chen Ziang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and only came back to his senses after half a sound: "You are mine...... The Golden Alliance?"

"Yes, doesn't it look like it?" the cheongsam woman smiled even more.

Chen Ziang almost dropped his jaw.

It's like a ghost.

Isn't the Golden Alliance a man?

He suddenly remembered that he still regarded the Golden Alliance as a man the night before, and said to the other party, "Women are thirty like wolves and forty are like tigers."

That's embarrassing!

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