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In the bedroom, A Hong looked at Huang Mao with a dazed expression: "Little Mao, what are you going to do? Give me an answer. I'm sleepy, so if you can do it..."

Huang Mao looked at his girlfriend on the opposite side. He really took off his clothes and almost went to look at the stick. However, he just didn't think at all, inexplicably, didn't think at all!

If you put it in the past, let alone this situation, even if the clothes are well dressed, you can strip you off within 30 seconds, but now, under such circumstances, he is stunned that he has no reaction at all.

Moreover, what is even more weird is that there is no idea in my heart!

"Of course I can, of course, A Hong, give me some time..." Huang Mao quickly explained, if this is not okay, then he Huang Mao really don't get mixed up in the future.

But...but this, no matter how Huang Mao sees A Hong, he doesn't feel at all, let alone the movement below, even his own mind doesn't feel anything.

Is it because A Hong is not pretty? Huang Mao thought of this explanation, yes, it must be so...

Although Ahong looks really good...

But Huang Mao has nothing to do, so I can only close my eyes and start to fantasize about the countless teachers I have seen before, and I must be able to inspire myself!

In other words, is this a mental derailment...

Twenty minutes later, A Hong has already fallen asleep while pulling the quilt. What do you think of me? It has been three hours since the beginning of "Monster watching the stick", let alone the stick, even the ham sausage. When he arrived, he saw Enoki mushrooms!

Therefore, under such circumstances, A Hong decided decisively, let's go to sleep.

Huang Mao opened his eyes and still had no choice. No matter what he thought, he just had no idea.

It's cold, it's really cold, is it really bad for me? It doesn't make sense, how could it be impossible at a young age? I haven't enjoyed a great life yet...

Maybe... Not just what you want?

The computer was taken out, and it contained a few g...seeds carefully collected by Huang Mao.

Since it's impossible to just think, let's be more ruthless!

Huang Mao, who was addicted to this kind of little game, didn't realize that since he drank the wine given by boss Qin, he had no desire in his heart.

Not only lust, but also other desires...

The night was very short. When A Hong woke up comfortably, all she saw was yellow hair with two dark circles under her eyes.

"No, what did you do last night? It won't be...I'm by your side, do you still use your hands?" A Hong said in a daze there.

"Why don't you use your hands instead of your hands? What nonsense, let's go, let's go eat early." Huang Mao said lightly, now he feels like a dead water.

Although A Hong was a little strange, she still got up and followed Huang Mao out.

There was something wrong again. According to Huang Mao's past rules, the meatball soup was only drunk from Uncle Liu's house in the street, while the pancakes and eggs were only eaten from Aunt Wang's house at the end.

According to him, only the early breakfast of these two families is called early breakfast, and the rest are too bad...

And he didn't just say so, he also did it. In the past, he only ate these two families when he came out in the morning, and he never ate the pancakes and eggs from Uncle Liu's house and the meatball soup from Aunt Wang's house.

But today, Huang Mao casually found an early stall and sat down, the expression on his face was also very flat... It seems that as long as these things can be eaten, it is fine.

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The excitement of Jiuxianju starts with that pot of cornel wine in the morning.

As a descendant of the three generations of Jiuxianju, Afeng got up very early and started busy. He has to prepare all the wines to be sold today, so as not to disappoint the guests who come from afar... well, it's all Nonsense.

Boss Qin woke up naturally until he slept. He ate the love made by Su Xiaolimei's paper and opened the door lazily, and started business amidst the very "kind" screams of a group of drunks.

No way, who makes Jiuxianju so harmonious.

A pot of wine was sold, and finally blocked the mouths of the guests. In summer, people generally lack sleep. Boss Qin was sitting at the counter and napping.

Suddenly, the tavern door was pushed open, and a national treasure...a man with dark circles rushed to the counter, oh yes, besides the dark circles, he had yellow hair.

Someone was upset when he rushed over. Huang Mao is so great, isn’t it just that Boss Qin gave you a pot of wine yesterday? What kind of tugging? Sooner or later, I will...

However, something surprising happened to them.

"Boss Qin, I can be regarded as seeing you!" Huang Mao stood in front of the counter, suddenly burst into tears.

Boss Qin, who was dozing off, woke up in an instant. Yes, he was frightened. With yellow hair and dark circles, everyone was shocked.

"Eh eh eh, what's wrong with you, don't cry, stand up and say something, talk well..." Boss Qin said with a look of surprise: "And am I so hard to see? I'm not here every day. Well……"

Drinkers: Hehe, who hasn't counted that number here every day?

Chang Wei: Why did Mr. Qin's Huang Mao cry? You didn't count that number in your heart?

Huang Mao stood in front of the counter and wiped a handful... The ghost knew whether it was sweat or tears and said: "Boss Qin, there is a problem with your wine... Oh no, there are some other effects..."

It was Huang Mao who just said the problem and saw Boss Qin's eyes staring. He quickly changed his words and admired himself secretly. Fortunately, he was clever.

"Of course, after drinking it can make people feel peaceful, is there a problem?" Boss Qin said seriously.

"No...Of course there is no problem, but there is a small flaw, come to boss Qin, I will tell you secretly..."

Huang Mao leaned into Qin Feng's ear and said a whisper, and then the people in the tavern heard Boss Qin whispering as well.

"What am I supposed to be? Isn't it just to make you sit back and worry about it? What's the matter, how many people can't ask for it!"

Uh-huh? The melon-eating crowds in the tavern were stunned.

"Is it messy?" Xueer repeated it and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

The sister paper asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The papers naturally rushed to answer, and Chang Wei directly said: "This is a long story. According to legend, a long time ago, there was a man. Called Liu Xiahui, one day..."

Young Master Chang Da thought very well, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yin Xueqing: "Okay, just sitting and carrying it means eunuch... in short, it's almost the same."

Chang Wei: "..." I pretend to be *easy in front of sister paper.

"That means, boss Qin became a **** after drinking this new wine?" Xueer said with blinking big eyes: "Look, don't you be a eunuch? Doesn't it mean that you will become a **** after drinking this wine? ..."

Uh... The beautiful lady Yin looked at the counter cautiously, as if she was right, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Boss Qin: Come here, Xueer, let's have a good chat, why did you drink and become a eunuch?

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