Situ Qinglang and the startled sweetheart looked at each other, and between their eyes, they both felt that they were ...... It's like a dream.

Sweetheart?!

Situ Qinglang was stunned, he couldn't take a single step, his brain was buzzing, and he looked at her in disbelief-she actually came here to do such a shitty profession?!

It is true that Lotus Garden provides this kind of service, usually they will enter the room with a wine cup, exactly the same as the sweetheart is doing now.

But Sweetheart really didn't come to rub wine, she came to sell wine! But how did Situ Qinglang know!

She is dressed so beautifully, with her thighs exposed, wearing makeup, and no longer looking like a pure student before, Situ Qinglang is so angry that he wants to vomit blood, it is rare that he has been so protective of her, taking care of her, and even kissing her regretted it for a week for fear of scaring her!

And so she came here to do this kind of thing?!

Alcohol on the brain, Situ Qinglang has no analytical ability at all, only anger remains. Sweetheart saw that his face was ugly, and his sharp eyes looked more like he was about to dismantle himself, so he took two steps back nervously, not knowing whether he should call his name on this occasion.

Damn it, damn it...... How did you meet Qinglang here......

Li Jiuzhi saw the two of them looking at each other like this, and thought that Situ Qinglang suddenly fell in love with this girl, so he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, and said in his heart that it was fortunate that he didn't do anything firm just now.

He heard that Qing Lang was dating He **'s daughter of the Yuenan Military Region, but man, it's not common to eat in a bowl and look at the pot? So he was mistaken, and said even worse: "Qing Lang is here, just right! Girl, quickly toast him, serve well, this 10,000 yuan is all your tip." ”

He "snapped" on the table and threw a stack of money, and his sweetheart was excited, as if he had been slapped in the face.

Qinglang can't be misunderstood, right?Why does he look so angry?!

Sweetheart saw that Situ Qinglang's eyes were full of disappointment, and suddenly seemed to be taken out of her courage, and she couldn't help but weaken her legs, and was busy leaning against the wall behind her, nervously collecting the corners of her clothes.

How many people has she deceived with her innocent appearance of pretending to be stupid? Situ Qinglang's heart was so painful that he sneered and mocked: "It's a big night, you come out to sell." Here?"

This sentence shocked everyone present, this subtext is clearly clear and knows this girl! Wang Huai broke out in a cold sweat, fortunately he didn't match Team Li and this girl just now, otherwise he would have ordered the wrong mandarin duck score!

Sweetheart's face was hot, and her heart ached, and she stared at him with wide eyes - how could he say so badly?

Situ Qinglang staggered suddenly, so frightened that her sweetheart couldn't help but want to rush up to help him, she thought to herself, is he too drunk? It's rare to see him so undisciplined, does he have something on his mind?

So she anxiously explained, "It's not what you think, are you drunk?"

"Sweetheart, are you sick in the brain? Can you take care of my affairs?" Situ Qinglang stepped forward in two steps, forcing Sweetheart out of breath as if Mount Tai was overpowering.

The sweetheart shrank into a small size, embarrassed and humiliated, how could he be so faceless in front of so many people!

"I'm just worried about ......"

"What are you worried about? What are you worried about? Are you worried that I will mess with your good deeds tonight?" Situ Qinglang clamped her shoulder, and her tears rolled in her eyes in pain--is he going to cripple himself!

Situ Qinglang thought of the 10,000 yuan, and his heart felt like it exploded, he had never treated a person as a baby, but her, he was afraid that he would melt in his mouth and hold it in his hand for fear of breaking, for fear of hurting her!

She's running here to other men. 10,000 yuan for a bed, which is not as cheap as one in a nightclub. Night. Feeling!

Thinking about this, he suddenly had a blood congestion in his brain, raised his hand and slapped his sweetheart, under her stunned gaze, he directly took out his wallet and threw it in her face, shouting: "Aren't you short of money?

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