Vol 2 Chapter 146: Shuangxiong Primary Meeting

Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away some menu cards, his cheeks were hot, and his heart was not very safe. He violently jumped up. It said that it was human milk. Zhang Xiaoqiang really believed that it was human milk. There was no cow in the gathering place. Dairy products have long since expired. Relatively speaking, as long as a woman has a baby, there will be milk and water.
I don’t care, my eyes are always aiming at the menu. For a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to order it. He didn’t have the courage to drink. He just wanted to know the taste. He didn’t need to try it himself. The candidate, is there a child who is not 18 years old from time to time?
'Ding·······'
The rattle on the wooden table rang the crisp ringing tone, and awakened the guests who spoke around the conversation. They looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care, and he leaned back on the back of the chair waiting for someone to come.
For more than ten seconds, a woman wearing a dark cheongsam came over, and she was softly asked by Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't answer in the first time. His eyes were hooked by Baisensen's thigh under cheongsam. For a while, he turned his breath and looked at this 167-year-old girl.
"Give me a bottle of the best wine, a cup of twenty pounds."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was embarrassed to talk about the milk in front of the girl. He had to say vaguely the twenty-jinn homemade noun. The girl first glimpsed, then covered his mouth and smiled, nodded, then stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang, waiting. Behind.
Seeing the sparkling eyes of the girl, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood that the girl was waiting for him to pay first.
"How many?"
"Thank you, a total of one hundred and eighty pounds"
The girl left, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the girl's waist and legs in a daze, and the cheeks were covered with dark red lipstick. He had only one thought in his heart:
"When the big money feels really good."
Zhang Xiaoqiang gave 200 pounds of food stamps without looking for zero. In his consciousness, this stuff was printed by himself. There was no need to be stingy. His generousness caused the girl to react violently, and a kiss suddenly made Zhang Xiaoqiang almost suffocate. Still thinking about it, mixing with the foreign girl for a long time, they also become like a foreign girl?
A bottle of Chivas, a white unidentified object placed in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, or the girl, she put down the tray and hugged her chest, standing upright, clean and delicate smile face Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"啪······" Zhang Xiaoqiang did not teach himself, a slap on the girl's hips, the girl did not scream, she threw Zhang Xiaoqiang a wink and turned away, watching the little buttocks The extent, apparently she got what she wanted.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was proud of himself. He sat up in a wheelchair and lifted his legs. He opened his arms and occupied the big party.

啪·······

啊····

碰·······

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard a crisp sound, a girl screamed, turned to see the girl knocking the tray on a guy who learned Zhang Xiaoqiang took advantage of it, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and died.
"咕嘟咕嘟·······"
Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the and drank a cup of human milk. When he saw the and drunk it, he wiped off the residue of his mouth and quickly asked:
"Talk about what taste? Is it difficult to drink?"
Shantou hit a full, stretched out his claws and scratched his hair, wondering, it seems that he really did not taste anything.
"It's a bit light, a bit awkward, not so hard to drink, not good to drink, it feels weird, like I used to drink?"
"Okay, you said, do you want another drink?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly snored and prevented the gimmicks from thinking.
"I don't drink, don't drink, brother, look, this wine..."
Shantou had passed the age of drinking milk, and with the finger of the Chivas on the table, he looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with his eyes.

What kind of wine does a child drink? Don’t you know about the disorder after drinking?

Zhang Xiaoqiang casually refused the and poured himself a glass of wine. His heart was still lucky, but he did not drink.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang and Shantou made a lot of people’s milk incidents, the wooden table was basically full, and they all watched the performance. Only Zhang Xiaoqiang’s table was something, and Zhang Xiaoqiang’s party would inevitably attract the attention of the girls just now.
The last one came in, and when it came in, it caused a burst of exclamation. The whole person stood at the door and blocked all the light sources outside. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back and almost grabbed the rat king's blade and jumped up.
Zhang Xiaoqiang recognized the man as D2 for the first time. It was too much like a figure. He was more than two meters tall, with a cross-legged body, short neck rent, muscle knot, and a hand-made T-shirt on his upper body. The tight muscles on his body will be cotton. T-shirts are similar to bionic creature armor, walking, muscles, like countless little mice on his body.
The lower body is wearing a large pair of jeans. The length of the jeans is not enough. The knees are connected with other trouser legs. Because the hands are tight, it seems to have a taste.
Wearing a pair of leather sandals on the feet, or hand-in-place, the sandals also show some fashion elements, the whole person looks very stylish.
It’s the man’s eyes that really makes Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heart, although the man’s eyes are not normal, the gray-red eyes are with a hint of killing cold. In general, he is still human, Zhang Xiaoqiang has not seen long eyes. Zombies.
The coming person is the strong, the food has already arrived, he is evenly divided out, not leaving, he knows his own food, anyway, he is also hungry, simply, continue to be hungry.
However, he has been very good these days, helping others to work (he thinks so), the rice has to be full, he doesn’t care if he gives him a ugly face, others are holding a bowl, he is holding a pot. .
A pot is not enough. In the end, he has to eat a few pots. He has never counted himself. Every time he bury his head and eat it until the rice piles up to the eyes of the scorpion, he stops. There are more than 30 people who cook for him.
The overalls on the body are very good (he thinks so). He has decided not to go back anymore. He did not pay the deposit anyway. He stood at the door and looked at it. He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting in a wheelchair and looking at him.
The sight of the two men collided together~EbookFREE.me~ There seems to be a hint of gunpowder smell in the air. The two of them have not evaded each other. They are more competitive. Wanqiang is no one who dares to look at himself and cause him. interest.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is killing too many D2 zombies. He is also interested in a long human like D2. He is not afraid of anyone. With his current strength, is he afraid of others?

咚咚咚···
Wanqiang moved his feet to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the huge figure squatted on the ground, causing a slight tremor. The wine glasses placed on the wooden table were the most sensitive, and the half full of wine was circled together. The chain is chained.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not give up the view because Wanqiang came to him, his face flashed a playful smile, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Shantou did not understand the situation, he remembered the wine in his heart, see Zhang Xiaoqiang and the stupid big one, carefully raised the bottleneck, poured half a cup into his own milk cup, swallowed.
"Bashing····" Shantou squirted out, he dared to swear that he had never had such a hard-to-drink thing in his life, and he never had a cold for him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked by the movements around him. He turned and saw Shantou bitterly sulking out his mouth. There was a strong alcohol in the air. Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately understood that he was stealing alcohol.
"Ha ha ha!!!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed at the and laughed. He saw that the had tasted the bitterness. The sip of the squirt was not sprayed from the mouth of the hoe, but it was pulled out from the nostrils of the hoe.
"I said that you can't drink wine and taste the bitterness. The wine is drunk by a man. What kind of wine does a little hairy drink?"
The is no longer talking, placing the quilt on the table and hanging his head. Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that he had just confronted Wanqiang. When he turned around, he saw Wanqiang’s No. 1 table next to him. He saw that the huge figure of Wanqiang would be seated. Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately mentioned the spirit and waited to see jokes.