C12 A Dead Man Is a Dead Man and My Husband Is a Dead Man

He was very hungry, and the steamed bun was very hard. Suddenly, he let out a "gulu" sound and hurriedly turned his head away, but that reckless guy had already opened his mouth, "Master Jin, your stomach is growling from hunger. Hurry and eat the steamed bun."

He said angrily, "Who said I'm hungry?"

"Not hungry?" "If you're not hungry, then I'll eat first."

She leisurely picked up a cold steamed bun, poured a bowl of boiled water and muttered:

When he wanted to eat instant noodles, he would empty the bottom of the steamed bun and place the steamed bun residue inside it. Then, he would soak it in water and eat it.

When you want to eat meat, pinch the steamed bun into the shape of a pig or sheep.

When you want to eat hot pot, cut the steamed buns into pieces and put them in boiling water to eat.

When you want to eat sausage, grind the steamed buns into a strip before eating.

When you want to eat crabs, take the steamed buns off the top and eat again.

When you want a hamburger, wrap the steamed bun in paper and then open the paper to eat.

When you want to eat bananas, peel off the mantou before eating.

Qu Cong helplessly watched a steamed bun in her hand become "chicken leg" and then "crab". She could not help but spit out, "Hahaha …" Li Xiaobao, what the hell are you doing? "

At that time, his injured arm suddenly no longer hurt that much. He only felt that it was laughable that he himself did not know why he was still able to laugh in such a situation.

The sun was setting, and it was an autumn full of chrysanthemums.

The garden was full of wild chrysanthemums, Persian chrysanthemums, dahlia, chrysanthemums... Flowers in clusters, butterflies in the air.

The Plum Blossom Forest next to it was green all over. It was so lonely that it didn't have the slightest bit of flowery charm.

Li Xiaobao arranged the tables and served the dishes one by one: three dishes and a soup.

After finishing everything, he was drenched in sweat.

If he knew it would be so hard, he wouldn't have become the "mistress".

Melody was reading a newspaper at the side and casually threw it aside. "Is it time to eat? Not bad, not bad. However, today's ribs are a bit less, Li Xiaobao, you are really stingy. "

She put down her chopsticks and said in a serious manner, "potential customer, I was just about to tell you that you can't have three dishes and a soup tomorrow night. One dish and one soup for the two of us …"

Qu Sing shouted, "Why? I used to have ten dishes and a soup. "

"You know it was before. Not now! I only have five hundred dollars left, and I won't be able to eat for more than a few days. "

He asked curiously, "So what if I finished eating?"

She seemed to have never thought about this question before, and casually pointed at the strange flowers and trees beside that could not be called out, "After eating, I'll sell these things. I'll sell them for one and eat one for one day. "I know that I can sell it, but many real estate agents would offer a high price for it in order to beautify the garden …"

The music was beautiful, but her black hair covered her face. Under the sunset, her cheeks were red and her hands were white.

He suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. He reached out his hand and held hers tightly. "Little Treasure, in the future, you can be my mistress for life."

Become a concubine for life?

She shook her head. "It's enough to be a mistress for a few years. Who do you think can be a mistress despite their age?"

He couldn't help but laugh. "Do you think that your looks are outstanding now?"

"I'm at least young now."

This was what a young girl was good at. Her skin was exquisite, her thighs were sturdy, and her body had a primal attractiveness.

Even if they were not beauties, they were not beautiful. However, there was still the vigor of youth that the world envied – youth was the way of kings!

"Then what are you going to do in a few years?"

She thought about it for a while, and then said sincerely, "Of course, if you can guarantee that I will eat and drink for the rest of my life, then I can be your old mistress for the rest of my life."

He laughed loudly. "Alright, I'll let you be a mistress for the rest of your life."

She looked at him suspiciously. "You can't go back on your word."

He raised his palm and swore, "I will never go back on my word."

One night, she made tomato stew and beef soup.

Qu Sing's arm was mostly healed from the gunshot wound, and he was not well-off. He had a stubble on his beard, and he never went out. These days, the active man on the social scene had completely become a otaku.

That was because he no longer had any friends.

He was accompanied only by his "mistress" and a pot of beef soup.

He rushed out after smelling the fragrance.

The dark green cilantro was placed on top of a simple and elegant porcelain bowl. Red, green and tasty.

Without further ado, he immediately began to move.

When Little Treasure's bowl of rice was served, there was only a bowl of soup left.

"Hey, leave me some …"

He had eaten and drank to his heart's content. He suddenly collapsed and rested his head on her lap, but life was not that complicated. What wealth and fame? Beauty was like a cloud in the sky. A pot of beef soup was enough to make a person happy.

"Li Xiaobao, what is your greatest wish in this life?"

"I ate and drank for nothing. When I died of old age, I was a fat and fat rice bug."

The soft jade was warm and fragrant. He suddenly recalled that he had this "mistress" for such a long time. However, he had never enjoyed her "service in bed" before.

Thinking of this, his mouth went dry.

Besides, he hadn't had a woman for a long time. When he didn't have any money, the women had all gone into hiding.

Right now, there was only her by his side.

He, on the other hand, was a man with a strong physique and a great deal of energy in that aspect.

She had finished packing up and hadn't noticed his fierce gaze.

He took the opportunity to hug her.

She understood.

Sooner or later, he would have to pay the price for his actions.

She was very meek. "Master, if you want me to …"

However, he stopped.

He ate three meals a day. Soon, his body was covered with the smell of oil smoke. His fingers also gradually became thicker. Moreover, there was no extravagant clothing to decorate his body … She now looked like a housewife, known as the yellow-faced woman.

It was not so with his former girlfriends — they always showed up in front of him with their full breasts and buttocks, their heavy makeup and their sweet scents, without the slightest flaw.

Especially for Yue Ming!

Miss Jiang Yueming.

Ice skin and jade bones like those of Yue Ming's were cool and dry.

Yue Ming's body didn't have the slightest trace of the smell of smoke and fire.

Yue Ming was a high and mighty fairy from the nine heavens, spotless.

Yue Ming is even sweeter than Princess Fragrance.

When he thought of Jiang Yueming, his belly full of tomato beef soup suddenly became very bland.

He finally could not hold it in and pushed Li Xiaobao away.

She was somewhat surprised.

His tone was still a little apologetic, as if he didn't know how to express it, "Li Xiaobao..." I... You... Actually, the reason you want to follow me is because you're as rich as any other woman, right? "

"That's right, that's right."

She answered so readily that he did not know what to say.

"How about this, in the future, I will give you a lot of money …" I will make a comeback. Little Treasure, believe me, I will make a comeback … "But right now, I don't want you to …"

He looked at her stunned expression, trying to put it more clearly, "Xiaobao, you're a pretty good girl. Although I don't know why you followed me around without a proper reputation, I don't want to hurt you …"

When a man doesn't want a woman, he says, I don't want to hurt you.

She was not his dish.

Not his tea.

No matter how hungry he was, he didn't want to change his taste.

"Little Treasure, the woman I like isn't you, and I won't marry you …" So, don't ruin yourself. In the future, you can get married and have children … If you follow me like this for no reason and your reputation is bad, you won't get married. If a man knows about your past, he will despise you. Men always say that they are generous, but who doesn't want their wife, Yu Jie Bing Qing? "

Li Xiaobao thought of the many beautiful women who had come to him with a "certificate of virginity". However, he was suspicious in his heart: Jiang Yueming was a married woman. Was she still in line with Young Master Qu's standards of "pure ice and jade"?

To a woman, there was nothing more embarrassing than a man not being interested in his own body.

Men love because they want, women love because they want.

At the moment, he had no desire for her.

She did not love him. So, it was not really about the desire to have fun.

Perhaps it was because she was afraid that Ye Ci would be embarrassed, she added, "Don't worry, I will repay you if I have the chance. When I have the chance …"

She calmly asked, "How do you repay me?"

"I will give you money so that you can get married …"

"What's so good about getting married? "I'm too tired."

"As long as you have money, it's fine if you don't marry anyone. You can do whatever you want with your life …" You're a mistress, and you're not doing it for the sake of wealth and food? "

She thought about it for a moment. That was the theory.

She completely agreed. He didn't want the body of a mistress, so he gave her money for free. It was rare to see such a good man in the world.

She suddenly hugged him and kissed him on the lips.

"Master, has anyone ever said that you're a true gentleman?"

A gentleman?

His music?

He covered his face in astonishment. She was already humming as she walked out.

The lyrics that he had heard so strangely …

"Oh my god, Li Xiaobao, what the hell are you singing?"

"I'll go and search. If there's anything valuable, I can sell it. After I sell it, I'll make you tomato and beef soup tomorrow night."

Qu Kun smiled and covered her face as she watched her back.