The one hundred and seventy-second sells off

Sun Litang hurriedly waved his hand to stop my complaint, "You just look down on people with dog eyes, and the meat of the bun is not on the folds, look at you!" ”

Get! I want to see what kind of child's play Sun Litang is singing.

As soon as Sun Litang's words fell, a person came out of the back kitchen with a curtain, and it was clear that he was the owner of this hotel. Dressed in an original pink and white cloth gown, now the oil-stained twist is mixed into an earthy yellow, the middle-aged fat head is randomly piled up with facial ornaments, and the waist is so thick that it makes you wonder if this is not a water tank.

When the fat chef saw me two coming in, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, opened his arms and shook over, and hugged Sun Litang is bear, "Eh, brother, when did you come back?" I miss my brother! ”

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