Vol 3 Chapter 1992:

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"Hey, are you dead and walking without long eyes? I dare to sneak into my arms, I am not afraid that Laozi will take you to the ground?" After the man’s words were finished, the two follow him. The young man who was full of alcohol suddenly laughed, and one or two swear words popped up from time to time. The girl was blushing, her eyes filled with tears, and her face was wronged, but she did not dare to rush back.
Zhu Xi frowned, whispering to Xia Yuanqiu: "You are not saying that you are here to eat, are you a couple? How are these three people?"
Xia Yuanqiu shrugged his shoulders: "Is it awkward? You can rest assured that there will be good dramas. These three people come from the wine. If they don't have this wine, they can't come here."
Zhu Xi raised his eyebrows: "Listen to what you mean, this restaurant is still a deep water? Hidden master?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded gently, licking his lips to his ear, whispered: "The boss here is the World Sanda Champion. In the past few years, they also had peers who were very good at business. They hired a small hooligan to come to the scene. The result was that the boss was a chicken. Throw it out."
Zhu Xi looked at the side: "You were there?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "Yes, see you with your own eyes!"
Zhu Xijun looked awkwardly and said: "You said that you are here to have a couple, who are you with?"
Xia Yuanqiu saw him start eating vinegar again, and couldn't help but hide his mouth and smiled: "Hey, you are stupid, I mean, most people are a couple of lovers, and they don't say all of them. I came with Jiang Xin. She also likes to eat the dishes here. Are you satisfied?"
Zhu Xi was satisfied with the nod: "This is almost the same!"
At this time, a handkerchief was photographed on their table, and the fried hair was screaming toward Zhu Xi, Xia Yuanqiu. "What are you doing? Didn't you see that I am teaching people? You are not going to Laozi is in the eye!"
After the fried hair, the young man squeezed one up, staring at Xia Yuanqiu's beautiful face and swallowing his mouth: "Boss, this chick looks good!"
The fried hair fixed his eyes and looked at Xia Yuanqiu. The ghost image disappeared in front of him, and he saw a beautiful woman staring at him.
"Hey - it's really a beautiful woman. It looks like even ice is not one tenth of you!" said the fried mouth, and his hand was still dead and extended to the face of Xia Yuanqiu.
Zhu Xi stretched out the chopsticks in his hand and easily caught the hand of the fried hair. He smiled and said: "Is this salty pig hand still not putting salt?"
Xia Yuanqiu understood Zhu Xi’s meaning, and his lips were slightly hooked. He smiled and said:
I didn’t put salt, let me put it!
So ​​she picked up the fork and put a stroke on the salted pig’s hand. Three blood mouths.
The fried hair hurts, and the hand can't retreat. He has to use his other hand to resist. As a result, the hand sticks out and is caught by the other party. The two hands are folded together and are seen as two delicate and fragile chopsticks. Sandwiched together.
Xia Yuanqiu Lisuo's fork used a fork to draw three holes in the other hand of the fried hair, and then took the small salt jar on the table and scattered the fine salt on the wound of the salted pig's hand.
The painful ghost said: "Are you still doing it in the back? Don't you come to help?" The two screaming screams behind him.
The two followers reacted and quickly squeezed into the front. They took out the dagger and shouted to Zhu Xi: "Is not letting go?"