As he spoke, the white-faced man broke free of the black-faced man's hand and ran quickly towards the green belt on the side of the road.

It can be seen that the white-faced man still has some environmental awareness, even if he vomits, he can't spit on the sidewalk, so as not to rub on the feet of passers-by, how bad, but to spit into the green belt, more protective flowers.

I heard that the nutrient content of vomit is quite high, and there is some truth in fertilizing flowers and plants.

When the white-faced man stumbled past Ling'er, he accidentally fell down and happened to lie on Ling'er's heels. The white-faced man was really careless, and he never did it on purpose.

Hey, these high heels are shiny and very classy!

Hey, these little feet are so beautiful, I really want to play with them.

Hey, hey, this leg is so sexy, and I really want to touch it.

When the white-faced man lay on the ground and looked up, Ling'er was gone, and the little golden panties were all under the eyes of the white-faced man.

The white-faced man's eyes were about to pop out, and he couldn't wait to insert two antennas in his eyeballs, just enough to reach Ling'er's ......

Well, it's so wicked, it's point-and-click.

The white-faced man is in a drunken state, maybe he is usually a decent gentleman, but now, at the moment of beauty, he can't hold it anymore, and he really wants to push Ling'er on the spot, with the sky as the quilt and the earth as the bed.

Wine is a color matchmaker!

Ling'er turned around, snapped, and kicked the white-faced man's stomach.

It's good that Ling'er doesn't kick, this kick is good, and the things in the white-faced man's stomach are shaken out, and it's a bad time. There was a lot of dirt splashed on Ling'er's feet and legs.

Oops, I'll go, that thing, a lump, looks more disgusting than the feces in the pit, and the smell almost smokes people to death.

Ling'er is so angry in her heart! I can't wait to rip off the skin of the white-faced man.

With a little force, Ling'er pulled her foot out of the white-faced man's hand, and then crossed an arc and kicked it on the white-faced man's head.

The lump under the white-faced man's head was something he had just vomited! Ling'er stepped on the white-faced man's head, and the white-faced man's whole face came into contact with a lump.

The white-faced man was nauseated for a while, and vomited even more. Your own vomit is also disgusting, okay?

The black-faced man who hadn't drunk looked at Ling'er obsessively, and was immediately shocked. Ling'er is dressed so coolly and sexy, and the black-faced man's first impression characterizes Ling'er as a lady who works at night. But the black-faced man often frequented this night club, and he really hadn't seen Ling'er.

Could it be that this girl is new?

Now it seems that this is quite possibly so.

Since it's a new girl, it should be fresh.

Ling'er angrily kicked the drunken white-faced man when the vomiting was in progress, "You scoundrel, you compensate me for my shoes, you compensate me for my stockings!" ”

Although Ling'er kicked very conservatively, this was all from the surface, as for the power, the white-faced man lying on the ground had a deep understanding, the pain was going to die, and his ribs were about to break. Not to mention that the white-faced man is drunk, it is a normal state, and it is not enough for Ling'er to see!! Ling'er kicked the black-faced man to Milican on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

The black-faced man stepped forward quickly, and hurriedly apologized: "This young lady, my friend drank too much, not on purpose." He soiled your shoes and socks, and I can compensate you. See if you can stop beating people. ”

If Ling'er grows like Sister Feng, it is estimated that the black-faced man's slap has already been slapped into Ling'er's face. But Ling'er is so beautiful, he is reluctant to do it. It's a good thing he didn't do it, otherwise he would have died a miserable death.

The black-faced man glanced down at Ling'er's high heels, and he really couldn't see the Shenma brand, but the few shiny gadgets on the shoes were a bit like diamonds.

"My shoes are 100,000 yuan, at least do you pay for them?" Ling'er scolded angrily, her temper was even hotter than Xiaoqing, and she would suffer from it in the future.

The black-faced man gasped and said, "I can't afford it, it's too expensive, but I can wipe it for you." You see, your shoes are not broken, they just splashed some dirty things. ”

"And what about my socks?" Ling'er.

The black-faced man lowered his head and looked at Ling'er's stockings intently, and his beautiful legs were not under the yard, and he was almost distracted. Now Hangzhou City is holding a "Girl Beauty Leg Competition", with hundreds of contestants, which is very large-scale. The black-faced man also took a look, and there are indeed a lot of beautiful legs, but compared with the legs of the girl in front of him, there is a gap.

"I can compensate you for your socks. But, if you want, I can wash you, bake it, blow it, and you'll be dry in no time. Don't look at me as a gold-collar, leader-level, I'm very good at housework. My colleagues say I'm a good family man. I can cook. And ......"

"And your sister!" Ling'er didn't have a good breath, interrupted the black-faced man's words, and asked, "Where do you live?" ”

Ling'er is somewhat clean, dirty, and can't stand it. Besides, Ling'er is so innocent and not deeply involved in the world, how can you know that it is a male animal and you have to guard against it.

The black-faced man misunderstood Ling'er's words as "door-to-door service".

Generally speaking, the stakes for Miss Door-to-door service are very high. The black-faced man decided to bleed heavily, with a bottom line of five thousand yuan. In the eyes of the black-faced man, Ling'er, a superb chick, is worth the price.

"I don't live far from here."

……

The white-faced man was about to vomit out his bile, and he lay on the ground like a dead dog. The black-faced man went to the parking lot to drive, asked Ling'er to wait where she was, and asked her to take care of the white-faced man.

After a short while, the black-faced man drove a Volkswagen Polo over, I don't know if it was his own or borrowed from a friend.

Don't gossip, get in the car, and leave. Ling'er sat in the passenger seat, and the white-faced man was lying in the back seat, still like a dead dog.

The breath in the car is a little ambiguous!!

The black-faced man was playing Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and glanced at Ling'er from time to time, and the more he looked, the more obsessed he became. Ling'er was thinking about her thoughts, her expression was so melancholy that she couldn't speak, a dream-like woman, a fan-like woman.

The black-faced man asked first, "Miss, what do you call it?" ”

"Li Ling'er." Ling'er responded very cheerfully.

"Li Ling'er, this name is good. A good name accompanies a beauty, it is really a perfect match. "The man with a black face.

"You say I'm pretty?" Ling'er, asked rhetorically.

"That's right!" Dark-faced man.

"How pretty?" Ling'er.

"Very, very beautiful, you're the prettiest girl you've ever met. I even dare to guarantee that there is no girl prettier than you in the whole of Hangzhou City. "The black-faced man, who looks honest, doesn't look like a braggart.

Ling'er's heart suddenly burst into flames. Girls! They all like to be praised.

"I hope Brother Erdan doesn't hate me." Ling'er happily clasped her hands together and put them on her chest.

"Eh, who is your second brother?" Dark-faced man.