After eating the noodles, I walked out of the noodles shop by myself. Although it was only ten o'clock in the evening, there were no cars or people on the streets of Guilin, and the shops on both sides of the street had already closed. If it weren't for the fact that it was already Chinese New Year's Eve late tomorrow, it probably wouldn't be so deserted. In addition to tourists, most of the outsiders have already returned home for the New Year. Also, after all year of hard work, it's time to take a few days off.

A large stationery store and a printing shop are next to each other, and their owners also gathered together to eat hot pot at the door of the shop. It's still open so late, I'm afraid it's not for business, but for this hot pot.

I paced into the stationery store and looked east and west. There were eight or nine people at the door, men and women, and none of them looked at me. The stationery store is good, with a wide variety of products, from handwritten books to homework books for elementary school students, from globes to office supplies, and even work cards hanging on the chest.

Oh, yes, why don't I hang a work card for each of you tomorrow? This appears formal and solemn, and is a corporate action rather than a casual one. With that in mind, I grabbed eight work cards, walked out of the store, and gave the money to the boss.

The proprietress of the printing shop didn't need me to speak, she stood up and led me to the shop. She turned on the computer and asked me to choose the mode of the tableau card. Most of these styles are to be photographed, but not to mention them, even me, there are no ready-made photos.

At this time, Jingjing and the others had already eaten and walked out of the powder shop, and when they saw me in the printing shop, they all rushed over.

"Yo, stinky tofu, this woman is so old, are you still interested?" Fang Fangmu leaned close to my ear and asked in a low voice.

I turned my face sideways and glanced at Fang Fangmu. The demon girl is too presumptuous, if her words are heard by the proprietress, it will be strange not to be scolded for a bloody dog. If it weren't for Fang Fangmu's words, I really didn't pay attention to the appearance of the boss! Fang Fangmu's mouth was "so old", in fact, she was only thirty-five or sixteen, and she looked average, but she was dressed like a meat seller, and she was afraid that such a dress would frighten people.

I hurriedly looked away and focused my attention on Bu Wenya, who was walking by. Bu Wenya is still dressed as usual today, wrapping herself tightly from head to toe, giving the pervert a feeling of despair.

She looks very solemn and rigorous, but it is difficult to hide her youthful beauty. I stepped forward, hung a work card around Buwenya's neck, then took two steps back and nodded in satisfaction. From beginning to end, Bu Wenya looks like a good girl, at my mercy, very docile.

"Hey, stinky tofu, I'm right next to you, but you turn a blind eye and go to make out with other girls, you're too much, right?!" Fang Fangmu slapped me on the shoulder, spewed out a smell of vinegar, and said.

I felt a pair of eyes staring at me, and when I looked up, it was quiet, and she was smiling at me. I know her smile is mocking, and she always looks like that whenever other girls eat my jealousy.

I curled the corners of my mouth at her, and winked my eyebrows.

"Hehe, Sister Jingjing, Brother Tofu has flattered you!" The little dimple leaned in and smiled.

The little dimple was a joke in itself, but it was amplified by Fang Fangmu, and he said angrily: "Hmph! Stinky tofu! Carrot! ”

"Hey, are you here to flirt, or are you here to print? My mother has no time or interest in watching you fool around, I still have to eat hot pot! The proprietress got impatient and yelled.

I didn't squeak, whoever caused trouble, who put out the fire. As a result, it was Sister Lei who matched the proprietress forward, and the proprietress was not so irritable. I still went back to the right path, looking at Bu Wenya, who had a work badge on his chest, and felt that there was something missing if there was no photo, which was a bit inappropriate.

"Boss, can I borrow a treasure to take a photo?" I asked the proprietress for her opinion, pointing to the photo posted on the work board.

"Yes, just hurry!" The hostess agreed.

I found a four-legged table and asked them to sit on the table one by one, and I took pictures of them with my phone. After taking the photos, I asked everyone to go back to the hotel to rest, and I continued to print here by myself.

Everyone else left, but Fang Fangmu was still standing. When he walked quietly, he glanced at Fang Fangmu twice and smiled. I felt inexplicable, it turned out that she had guessed that Fang Fangmu would stay.

As soon as everyone walked away, Fang Fangmu came over and put his arm around me. Hey, the demon girl is really looking for opportunities.

Because of the eight photos, it is a waste of time to dig out and crop them one by one. But tomorrow will be the Chinese New Year's Eve, if it is not done tonight, will the printing shop still open tomorrow? Now the proprietress is absent-minded. If I hadn't said double the price, she would have kicked me away.

Fang Fangmu and I stayed in the printing shop until 12 o'clock, when we printed and cut the paper. Fang Fangmu has always snuggled up to me like a docile kitten.

The proprietress was very dissatisfied with my delay in eating hot pot, and she kept chattering. We took the work card, paid the money, and left immediately. Hehe, just let her nag her friends.

Regarding the dissatisfaction of the proprietress, Fang Fangmu has another opinion: hehe, she envies our affection! Faint!

There are few pedestrians on the road, and the deeper it gets, the colder it gets, and my footsteps are more frequent. Fang Fangmu's hand was still holding my arm, and his head was leaning on me. She said it was cold, and she wanted to borrow my body to warm up. She kept tugging at me, telling me to slow down, slower. As a result, we walked for ten minutes for two or three hundred meters.

When he arrived at the door of the hotel, Fang Fangmu sighed: "Hey, why is the road of life so short?!" ”

The demon girl has never read any books, and being able to say such classic words really makes me look sideways. However, my gaze gave her the illusion that she held my head and kissed me on the cheek, despite the fact that there was someone next to her.

"Hehe, you two are so affectionate, I'm so envious!" A woman in her mid-sixties sighed.

I thought she would scold us for damaging our elegance, but I didn't expect it to be admiration. Fang Fangmu was very proud, bowed slightly to the woman very politely, and said with a smile: "Thank you, eldest sister, for your kind words." ”

I'm about to faint! How do Fang Fangmu's eyes see people? The woman in front of her no longer has a bit of flesh on her face, only her skin is left! She is already in her sixtieth year, she is even older than Fang Fangmu's mother, and it is more than enough to call her grandma, she even calls people "eldest sister"!

I don't think it's that Fang Fangmu's eyes are bad, but that people say that we are two people, and Fang Fangmu is so proud that he has no principles at all. Hehe, demon girl, you just call Grandma a beauty!

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