Chapter 52: Shame

In order to make me "hell", Zhao Haipeng designed a perverted "eating curse" for me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After making the three seven-organ dishes of the Yin Mai, Zhao Haipeng asked Shui He to bring the old clothes that Mei Zi had never changed and washed for me to wear.

I want women's clothes, even Meizi's pink dancing shoes, I want to ...... Put on?!

I don't need to say what such a request means to a big man, and it seems that in my image, the last person to be treated like this was Sima Yi in the Three Kingdoms.

Speaking of which...... This treatment is also quite high.

But after this woman's clothes are put on, I feel that it is not so simple, the first problem is that Meizi's figure is much thinner than me, so even if I think of a lot of ways, I still can't button the zipper button of her sportswear, and I still have my belly button exposed, and the tight leggings and top have all the flesh on my stomach hooped out, how do I look like Michelin tires.

With such a funny outfit, a normal person would not want to go out, and Zhao Shuihe smiled and leaned back together, so he had to take a photo as a souvenir.

In a fit of anger, I didn't bother to pay attention to her, only said "Don't mess around", and then turned around and asked Zhao Qingshan about his next plan.

Seeing my question, Zhao Haipeng, an unreliable guy, also put away his gloating face, and then he pretended to be tense and ordered me one by one.

He handed me the pine box holding the food, looked at his watch again, and then said, "Yesterday, the time when the plums entered the mountain was about sunset, judging by this season, we will leave in thirty minutes." ”

After saying this, Zhao Haipeng turned around again, took out the dried longan used to make "longan fried crab" from the freezer, wrapped one, and asked me to shout in my mouth after entering the mountain, don't spit out the core.

Looking at the black shriveled longan, I was puzzled, and asked Zhao Qingshan what kind of doorway this was, why did he go back to Heigu Mountain to "see the hell", and he had to hold a black longan.

"Don't understand?" Zhao Shuihe couldn't help but smile and pointed at me: "Longan, Tongguiyuan is exquisite, which means that you can return successfully, and longan is also called longan, which means longan orb, yang energy, can ward off evil spirits!"

Speaking this, Zhao Haipeng nodded and said: "That's right, you remember, if you see something that is not right, you should not be confused if you hold this death in your mouth." ”

"So useful?" I hurriedly held the dry longan with both hands, scratched my head and asked Zhao Haipeng: "Then how many more can I take?

"So much, you're not afraid to keep your mouth up!" Zhao Shuihe, this girl, slapped my head annoyingly, and preached: "My brother said that being a person is the same as cooking, everything must not be full, and when it is full, it will overflow, understand?"

Zhao Shuihe and I made a big deal, this is fresh and tight, but Lao Tzu is in a hurry to save the beauty of the hero, and he doesn't have time to tell her what she means, and he doesn't care who her brother is.

After everything was ready, I walked out of the hotel and walked straight to the car that Ah Si parked at the door.

Black Tiger Street is a treasure place for tourists to gather, I was wearing a woman's pink clothes, and I ran out of the flesh, the picture was too beautiful for me to describe, even if the nearby tourists looked different, but I was all self-marketing and free publicity.

It is estimated that relying on this, there will be more passenger flow.

When I walked to the front of the car, the shopkeeper next door to me was holding a walnut in one hand and a kettle in the other hand to go out to "dry the factory".

I didn't care about the baby, this shopkeeper straightened his eyes, looked at me and said, "Which one is Boss Huo singing? Do you want to go for surgery?"

"Look at the fart! Lao Tzu is going to be a hero!" I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so I stretched out my hand and pointed to the walnut in his hand and said: "Your lion has tea on his head, and it will be moldy when the time comes, don't blame my brother for not reminding you!"

After we finished saying this, the shopkeeper Tong, who was a fan of wealth and short-sightedness, lowered his head and realized his mistake just now.

Then, he held the pair of walnuts and cried for his father and mother: "My lion's head......!

In the middle of the crying father of the shopkeeper Tong, I got into the car and quickly left the city under the driving of Ah Si.

Again, I returned to Mount Black Valley.

When the car arrived at the rocky dirt road of the mountain pass, we could only move forward on foot, but at this time when I got off the car, Zhao Haipeng intercepted me again.

"Wait! You forgot something! This one you put on..."As he spoke, Zhao Haipeng turned around and asked for something from the water lotus.

To tell you the truth, I'm dressed like this, and I really don't know what I've left behind, and what is there that he doesn't take out all at once?

In my amazement, Zhao Haipeng took out a plastic bag from Shui He, and I took out the ...... from the bag A stocking!

Looking at that sock, I want to cry.

I remember when Huo Hailong rescued my grandfather Zhang Sanhao, they also played such a trick of swapping clothes to deceive ghosts, but it shouldn't have to be changed so thoroughly, so perverted, right?

I'm not that transvestite pervert, so even though these socks are plums, I don't want to wear them.

Therefore, I hurriedly shook my head at Zhao Haipeng and said, "Brother Zhao, can we not do this? I don't have to pretend to be so thorough if I pretend to be plums, right?"

"Forehead......" Zhao Haipeng scratched his head in embarrassment, and continued at me: "This is not for you to wear, this ...... It's for you to put on your head. ”

Although I was still in the car, Ah Si also closed the door for me, but after listening to Zhao Haipeng's words, I still felt cold in my back, from the back of my heart to the top of my head.

I touched my poor face and felt like it was a ...... Perverted can.

Even though it's a plum thing, I don't want to put it on my head, and I've sacrificed it to this point, so why do I have to do such a humiliating thing?

Lao Tzu is here to save people, not to rob banks!

Facing the thin socks, I screamed helplessly: "Brother Zhao, let's discuss it, why do I have to put it on my head, and I can't change it?"

"This ......" Lao Zhao shook his head in the same embarrassment: "People's breath can smell evil, so if you want to pretend to be someone else, the taste of your mouth is the first, and you are asked to wear Meizi's socks just to cover up that smell." ”

"But you don't have to be so heavy, right?" I was stunned, "Can't you change it?"

"Of course you can change it!" Zhao Shuihe leaned back with a smile and said to me: "Hold Meizi's shoes in your mouth, and it's done!"

After listening to Zhao Shuihe's words, I suddenly felt that these stockings were still quite good, thin and soft, and the texture was good...... (To be continued.) )