But who knew that it was just halfway through. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info A fat hand like a bear's paw reached into the village girl's hand and grabbed the 100 yuan given by the old man.

"That's mine. The village girl was in a hurry, and her eyes were already filled with tears.

"What's yours. The boss glanced at her with a blank expression: "At the beginning, we had a word in advance, so that you can work here, and the tip must be paid in full." ”

The village girl stared blankly at the hand that stuffed the money into her pocket, and her heart was like sinking into a boulder, and she couldn't breathe. The average guest is a tip of one or two cents at most, and five cents is already very rare, and those who pay it will be paid for work.

Can...... But this time it was 100, and an old man looked at the 100 Wen she gave pitifully......

"You want it so much?" Seeing the expression of the village girl, the boss pinched out the 100 yuan in the bag again, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "Of course, it's not that I can't give it to you, as long as you promise me one thing, stay in the store tonight." ”

What this means, the village girl knows. The boss is an old pervert, and the reason why he let the village girl work here is actually because of her beauty.

The boss had the idea of beating the village aunt early in the morning, but he never had a chance, and this time, the opportunity obviously came.

"You...... You ......" The village girl wanted to scold him for being a bastard, and then slapped him, but this was a moment of pleasure, what should I do with work? How difficult is it for a widow with a sick uncle to find a serious job in this northern city?

The little uncle is still lying on the hospital bed, and now she, the heavy thing on her shoulders, is the young life of the little uncle.

Seeing the anger on the village girl's face and the disdain in her eyes, the boss suddenly became angry, snorted coldly, and threw the dishes left by the guests on the table next to her to the plate in her hand: "Why are you still stunned, send it to the back kitchen." ”

The village girl bit her lip and walked forward, her husband's sacrifice, the pension she didn't get...... In the face of disasters from heaven, in the face of cruel reality, in the face of insults, grievances and hardships are like a crazy tide, constantly washing her heart.

"Whoa. Xu was slippery underground, and her concentration was unfocused, so she couldn't help but slip under her feet, and the whole person fell to the ground. As for the dishes, they fell to the ground.

"Waste. At the same time as a loud shout, the village girl only felt that the figure in front of her flashed, and the boss's bloated body appeared in front of her, and then, raised her right hand high and slapped her cheek quickly.

The village girl looked at the palm that fell quickly, forgetting to dodge and parry. There is no doubt that the boss's slap used the strength of the whole body, and once it is solid, the village girl will definitely suffer enough.

However, just as the slap was halfway down and several nearby guests couldn't bear to look at it directly, a sudden change occurred, and an arm suddenly poked out, grabbed the boss's split palm at a speed that was difficult to reach the naked eye, and then pinched his wrist and twisted it to the side.

"Ah......" The boss let out a miserable snort like killing a pig, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.

It's a pity that the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in didn't intend to let him go like this, the boss only felt a black shadow flash under his eyes, and then, a foot was heavily on his fat lower abdomen.

The force of this foot was very heavy, and the entire leather shoe of the weight was almost not in that piece of fat. The sullen pain was like the old fragrance released from the old Kaifeng wine that had been stored for countless years, and instantly spread to the belly, and the flying energy almost tore his intestines, and the feeling of flatulence flew upward, from the duodenum into the stomach, like putting an effervescent tablet in boiling water.

The boss's facial features were squeezed together, and he opened his mouth and spit out a large stream of sour water with a "wow", and then, as the force of that kick increased, his nearly 200-pound body was like a ball kicked by someone, and rushed out backwards with a "whoosh", "Bang." "Slammed into the counter, almost breaking the solid wood counter entirely.

This scene stunned everyone present. The village girl slowly raised her head and looked at the person who made the move.

It was Gu Fan's hand. Whether it's Zhao Bocong or Gu Fan, they can't stand it anymore. It's just that Zhao Bocong doesn't have Gu Fan's skills.

"Ahh

"Be careful!" Gu Fan immediately held her up.

And the village girl also threw herself into Gu Fan's arms, and her grievances and bitter tears were like a flood that burst the embankment. A flash of surging out. It's like he's afraid he'll suddenly grow wings and fly away. The village girl wrapped her arms around him, firmly hugged his body, and refused to let go.

"It's okay, it's okay. Gu Fan gently stroked the village girl's head and comforted her.

Gu Fan, who was hugged, only felt the fragrance of the bamboo forest in his nose. At the same time, even through the clothes, you can feel the plump and smooth of the village girl.

I have to say that she really doesn't look like a village girl. It's not that she doesn't look like a village girl, but this body doesn't look like it.

It is said that the face of an angel and the figure of a devil.

The village girl's hug is the face of the village girl and the figure of the devil.

Gu Fan should have pushed her away, but seeing her hugging herself, her smile was very warm and gentle, like the warm breeze of spring, like the notes jumping at the fingertips.

Gu Fan stopped.

And the old man who gave a hundred wen looked at all this with amazement and regretted what he saw. I saw that he didn't even care about the food he ordered, picked up the crutches placed next to him, quietly pushed open the door, and disappeared into the hurried flow of people in a blink of an eye.

I must have heard a noise outside, the door of the back kitchen opened, and a bearded man with a big head and a thick neck walked out. When he saw the boss who had almost all of his people on the counter, the corners of his eyebrows were raised in pain, and his face twitched, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then, when he looked up and swept over the two people hugging each other in the center of the restaurant, his face gradually changed.

It's surprise! It's anger!

He leaned to the side, his hand slowly touching the back of the curtained kitchen. However, before he could catch the boning knife used to kill chickens and sheep, a silver thread flashed, and it was nailed to the earthen wall an inch from his left cheek.

It was a short knife, its silver skin reflecting a chill in the sunlight, and the tip of the knife was sinking deep into the wooden frame of the shelf, and it trembled slightly, making a "buzzing" sound.

At this time, the village girl who hugged Gu Fan turned her head to look at the beard, and her face was frosty.

The bearded man's cold hair stood on end, turned his head to look at the village girl whose face was covered with a layer of frost, raised his hands, and slowly retreated to the back kitchen.

"Xianggong, is that you? You're back?"

The bearded man retreated, and the village girl turned her head, but suddenly said to Gu Fan.

"Hmm...... Huh?" Gu Fan, who casually comforted the village girl, just responded, and realized that something was wrong.

But before he could explain, the village girl hugged him firmly.

The feeling became even stronger, as if it was not a woman who hugged him, but a ball of white cotton. It's so warm, so soft.

Although Gu Fan has not had much contact with girls, he has been in contact with Xiaoqing, and he believes that even Xiaoqing's body cannot be compared with him. (To be continued.) )