95 Live well
Thinking of this, Gu Zheng's face showed a hippie smile, he stopped Sister Qingmei's pull, but instead let the other party get into his car: "Sister, why do you always drive me away." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoWhat kind of place is this?,I'm a pure man.ć ā
"I'm here today as the driver of the car you called, why don't you let me give you a ride, why don't you go to the department store for a spin? Let's also go and see the perfume and lipstick imported from France, what does it look like?"
"I think, our Qingmei sister, with those rouge, must be the most beautiful woman in Beiping City. ā
Qingmei, who had been pulled into the car, just wanted to smile and say how Gu Zheng's mouth had become so annoying, she saw this junior brother who had already grown up, helped the handlebar, and turned her head to look at her with an extremely serious expression: "Sister, you used to take care of me, from today on, you are my own sister, and I will take care of you as a younger brother in the future." Don't say anything, you take your brother's car first, sit tight, I'll give you a ride. ā
The footsteps of the people in front of them then stepped forward, with the end of righteousness without hesitation, and moved forward bravely.
Qingmei, who was sitting on the rickshaw, was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the broad shoulders of the man running energetically in front of him, he straightened out the sitting posture that he had just skewed.
She gently pulled up the messy hair next to her ears, and she smoothed out the folds of the cheongsam on her body, so that it clinged to her white thighs.
Her smile is more dignified and gorgeous than when she sang Da Tsing Yi before, as if now sitting on the rickshaw is no longer the Qingmei of the second-class courtyard who has long lost all hope, but back to the Qingyi Mei on the stage five years ago, whose name resounded in the suburbs of Beijing.
The wheels of the rickshaw rolled on the bluestone pavement and gurgled, passing from the Bada Hutong, to Fujing Street, the most prosperous street in Beiping City.
There's the opening celebration of the department store de France, and it's time for the crowds and cars to come and go.
Countless hipster men and women in the city, as well as fashionable ladies, have been sent here by their own vehicles, intending to catch a glimpse of foreign gadgets when this novel department store opens.
The citizens of this strange country didn't care at all, and the soldiers wearing Japanese military uniforms who walked by them seemed to feel that they were safe in the concession area, and they covered their ears and stole the bell.
At this time, Gu Zheng and Qingmei didn't care about the increasingly noisy environment around them, as if they were not shopping like others, but simply enjoying the time of these two people riding and pulling the car, with an aura called tacit understanding, shrouded in an atmosphere called warmth, just shuttling through the crowd, calm and peaceful.
'Squeak'
The road had come to an end, and the road on the street was so tightly blocked by cars that it could no longer be moved.
Gu Zheng, who stopped his steps, put down the rickshaw as usual, and greeted the guests in the back seat of the car with the brightest smile: "Sister Qingmei, it's here, thank you for your patronage." Happy shopping. ā
Sister Qingmei, who was gently supported by Gu Zheng, laughed out loud: "What are you shopping, your body is empty, and I have given you all my home." ā
"Oh," Gu Zheng, who had just reacted, took out the ocean that was hot in his chest with his backhand, and handed it to one of Qingmei: "You keep this to buy rouge, since it's not safe to let you go, I'll save the rest for you, and when I rescue you, you can spend it hard!"
"Believe me, your junior brother can earn a piece in two or three days. ā
Qingmei, who didn't believe it at all, giggled in amusement, and she stretched out her index finger to poke Gu Zheng's forehead like when she was a child: "Look at what you can, it's up to you, since you treat me as your own sister, I won't be verbose." Hurry up and go to work, live a good life, it's better than anything else. ā
"Well, that sister, you go buy rouge, dress yourself up beautifully, wait for me. I went to work. ā
These two people who are not sisters and brothers are better than brothers and sisters, chatting like this, the atmosphere is relaxed and not like the first meeting after five years of separation.
should be the most inconspicuous pair, but it was seen by someone with a heart.
Guo Qian, who was sent to Fujing Street by the driver with her best friend early in the morning, was bored looking at the crowd around her at this time, and when her eyes swept away, she saw a person who made her so shy that she blushed and her heart beats.
The rickshaw driver, although this was her second encounter, she still found him in the vast sea of people at once.
I want to forget, but I can't forget, unforgettable.
When she saw the gorgeous woman who got out of the car and poked her rickshaw driver's forehead lightly, Guo Qian couldn't stand anymore.
She couldn't care about being rude, said hello to her good partner next to her, turned her head and ran in the direction of Gu Zheng.
"I'm sorry, Wenwen, I just found out that I didn't bring my small handbag, I'm going home, you go shopping first!"
"Hey, don't, I've got the money here, you take it first." Before her best friend Wenwen's words fell, her close friend disappeared into the crowd. "Why are you in such a hurry, let people finish talking!"
Just as Wenwen pouted and sighed, Guo Qian, who had never been so anxious as now, squeezed to the side of Gu Zheng's rickshaw under the opening of the loyal maid Xiaolan.
"Hmm." Guo Qian didn't speak, but gestured to Xiaolan beside her with an expression.
Sure enough, it was the most clever maid beside Miss Xiao, and Xiaolan opened her mouth without giving in: "Coachman, is the work done?
"Go!" It wasn't that Gu Zheng deserved it, but Qingmei spoke, she pushed Gu Zheng, who was still staring at her stunned, in the direction of the guest, and instructed: "Brother, you hurry up and get busy, we will have time to talk in the future." ā
When it came to this, Gu Zheng on this side nodded, put the car in his hand properly, stood on the side of the right side of the car, put his arm together, lowered his head, and didn't even see the face of the guest, so he beckoned in the direction of Guo Qian: "Please Miss get in the car." ā
Guo Qian looked at the sturdy little arm stretched out in front of her, her heart jumped up, she casually held her soft wattle on the top, and then stepped on the pedal of the rickshaw, and after kicking, she sat up firmly in the back seat.
Seeing the guests getting into the car, Gu Zheng on the side did not forget to remind Xiaolan, who asked the price: "This guest, do you need me to call a car for you again?"
The master and servant listened to this question, glanced at each other, and the maid Xiaolan spoke in a heroic and righteous tone: "No, you run slower, I'll follow!"
"Our little miss, motion sickness!"
Hehe, what about liars, right?