Vol 2 Chapter 148: By head

Wanqiang didn't know the name of the wine. He said casually, seeing the girl still standing there, he thought he was looking for him to drink, and quickly said:
"Tell your boss, the wine account is owed first, when will I come over?····"
The girl vaguely remembered that the boss had explained it, and looked away with contempt, what kind of garlic did he have without money? Strolling to the background, the girl smashed out the stuff on her chest and saw three hundred pounds in her hand. The girl slammed her mouth and screamed, then she leaned against the wall. The eyes flashed and the stars, Zhang Xiaoqiang's image in her heart suddenly swelled higher than Wanqiang, even if he was in a wheelchair.
Thinking of Wanqiang, and comparing him with Zhang Xiaoqiang, the girl was disgusted, found the wine cabinet, took out a few bottles of paralleled Erguotou that were not even trademarks, and put them on the tray to Wanqiang····
Wan Qiang sipped his industrial alcohol against white water, Zhang Xiaoqiang tasted his Chivas, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the several chicks on the stage and danced thighs. Wan Qiang was a little absent-minded. He took a sip and he glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Silently calculating, what excuse should be used to find Zhang Xiaoqiang's trouble.
I don't know what to do if I want to come and think about it. Really playing rogue, he is ugly, but he can't find a way to stop rogue. In the end, he decided to play rogue.
The entangled problem is solved, Wanxin is happy, and he will drink a bottle of industrial alcohol. After drinking it, he is depressed. He has to make excuses for playing rogue. He has no excuses. How can he play rogue?
Three or five bottles of white wine were drunk, and Wanqiang had the girl give him a few bottles. The girl could not find the worst white wine, and asked someone to smash a pot of industrial alcohol. He added a few spoons of cold water and shaken it. Carrying the pot to the table of Wanqiang.
Wanqiang looked at the plastic pot that could hold ten pounds. He was happy. He was very eye-catching to the girl. She felt that she was too understanding and felt that she should give her a reward. I touched it in my trouser pocket for a long time and pulled out a rice ticket. Shoot in the hands of girls, when tipping.
The shape of the ticket is a bit weird. It is different from the rice ticket she usually sees. She thinks it is a big ticket, and she feels awkward. She feels that she is sorry for her strong, and she turns back to the bright background, opens her palm and looks at the girl. The child was almost fainted, and the meter ticket was the smallest meter issued by the camp.
The smallest meter ticket is a pound. This meter ticket has been torn off by three-quarters, leaving only a quarter. There are people who write a 'two-two-five' with a slanted pen. No wonder she recognizes it. Not coming out, this is a rice ticket that has been remodeled.
"The thief is bald, when the aging mother is two hundred and five, drinking you as a bird..."
The performance in front was nearing the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang and the wine slowly admired, and the sitting next to him was a little bit wrong. The eyes fired and the breath was short. The two eyes stared at the women on the stage, the white thighs. The plump chest made him stunned, and the first time the girl discovered that the woman's body was so deadly to him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the look of Shantou, could not help but think of himself and his age, is also curious about the opposite sex, was tempted to go to the street propaganda bar for sexually transmitted diseases.
That was the summer, he took a bicycle, with a passionate heart, holding a skeleton of unknown mystery, and sweating. After more than an hour of trek, he finally arrived at the health and epidemic prevention station and found a public presence. On the bulletin board next to the toilet, when he saw those shocking photos, his young mind was deeply hurt. Since then, how many times has he lost his passion for the roadside lady?
"Taro, the eyes are going to fall out, don't help, go to the market and give your first time to the lady."
Zhang Xiao stressed that he was licking his head and provoked the scream of a strong man who was sitting on the side holding a jug and drinking. Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned. He felt that Wanqiang was very keen to find a pumping, and he wanted to go with himself from the beginning and the end, plus he Drinking a little wine, some eager to try, want to know the passion of fighting in the bar.
Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was looking for trouble, the lights dimmed, leaving only an egg-sized beam in the middle of the stage. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s line of sight was transferred to the stage. The light column slowly swayed and walked around the stage. Slow, and finally stopped at a pair of high heels woven with gold silk and embellished with rubies.
A white tender and delicate foot is placed in the high-heeled shoes. The white muscles of the wrist are red, the round and sturdy, and the tender toes are vivid. It seems like a few little rabbits that are only white, and the shy drops are hidden.
The lamp post moves up and strokes through the full and firm calf. Under the Yingying light, the whiter skin is whiter than the white jade, crystal clear and transparent, with Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyesight. Naturally, I can see that the pores on the top are firm and the skin is smooth and delicate. It is not like other people say that the skin texture is very poor. Looking at the skin color and skin, Zhang Xiaoqiang has initially determined that the above-mentioned yak is a mixed-race.
The light column slowly moved over the slender thighs and shone on her smooth belly. The navel was dotted with a cat-eye gem. Before everyone saw it, the light column moved up again.
"Bashing····" Zhang Xiaoqiang squirted out, and there was no reaction after the squirting. The residual wine of the corner of the mouth flowed down the lip to the chin and dripped onto the placket. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes were like the previous hoe. Straight hooks, the eyes of the beads are pressed out, the idea of ​​looking for a strong fight before, has long been thrown into the Java country.
The woman's milk and room around Zhang Xiaoqiang are different. Yuan Yi is hemispherical. It seems to be not small. Actually, it is not big. Shangguan Qiaoyun is very large, and it is relatively large. It is very suitable for her body.
In front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the first moment he saw, he remembered the lyrics "Zhu Mu·················
Not only was Zhang Xiaoqiang attracted, but Wan Qian was also attracted. Seeing the big milk that had to break the bra, his eyes were smashed and he fantasized about what the master of the big milk was.
On the chest, the light column slammed open, the stage became a bright light, and a blond beauty stood on the stage, looking at the stage to shoot the light of the soul.
At the first sight of the foreign girl, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wanqiang lost interest at the same time. The foreign girl was one meter tall. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s neck standing on the stage was sore. This tall girl was too grateful. He was twice After development, it was only 1 meter 78. I already had some confidence~EbookFREE.me~ I don’t know if this is a woman who is one meter eight or three meters. Zhang Xiaoqiang definitely doesn’t want to worry about anything.
Wanqiang couldn’t see it either. He thought that the girl was too short, too thin, her was too small, her waist was too thin, and it was not in line with his aesthetics. The beauty in his heart was at least one meter and ninety-five. The body of the fat man is strong, the person standing on the thigh, the object that can run the horse on his arm seems to be mutated, and his demand for women has also changed.
Wanqiang looked uncomfortable, always felt that the above-mentioned twisted and twisted, like a monkey crawling up and down the steel pipe, Wan Qiang was anxious for her, you said that you climbed to the top, you Leave, I will look at the following.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is not interested in pole dancing. He is interested in striptease. He likes to be straightforward. If the girl is now stripping her clothes, he will do the comparison of the body and the body of the East and West at the first time, and then leave. I have seen it, what are you still doing here? As for the girl who bought the wine, he was forgotten by him.
Wanqiang couldn't stand it. The fifteen kilograms of industrial alcohol was drunk with white water. It always felt a little uncomfortable. In the end, it was uncomfortable. He couldn't find the feeling for a while. He thought that he had to drink so much alcohol. He wanted to pee. Get up and get ready to go to the toilet.
The tense habit of drinking a bottle of wine, the empty bottle is placed at the foot, a five empty bottle has been turned over to a piece, Wanqiang stood up and stepped on five empty bottles, just kicked, the bottle When the shovel slipped open, the Wanqiang was held unsteadily by the bottle, and stepped back and mixed it on the tank of the steel that he had moved.
This 10,000-strong lost balance, issued a short exclamation, fell on the floor and made a "bang..." a loud noise, Zhang Xiaoqiang left his hand with a wine glass, bored with POSS, heard a wind around him, A loud noise, startled, dropped the glass and got up to prepare for the battle.