"Who? Don''t you know I''m talking to the chairman? "


    Just at the same time, Mei Li''s sister-in-law frowned, and cried out with a strong voice.


    "Director Jin asked me to come and send a message. Changfeng hotel called and said that Miss Jintang was back. Please ask chairman Zhao to go back to the county." A soft voice came through the door.


    After hearing the name, Zhao Zilong''s eyes became bright.


    "Why, you don''t really have to leave, can''t you wait ten minutes?"


    Beautiful sister-in-law rides on Zhao Zilong''s body, twists the fat big buttock Jiao voice to say.


    "This elder sister is very hot. If I go late, I dare to peel my skin. I remember eating a piece of your meat. I''ll return it to you later. At that time, you''ll keep your mouth wide as long as you can eat it. "


    Zhao Zilong turns over and pours on her, kisses her on the forehead, turns around and runs away from the room.


    Before leaving, Meili sister-in-law, who was not comforted, launched a decisive attack with salty pig hands and gave Zhao Zilong a real squeeze on her buttocks. Even if you can''t eat meat, it''s good to have a good time.


    Zhao Zilong, who has been pinched, feels frivolous by a woman. It really hurts.


    He gave a wry smile, narrowed his eyes and turned to look. He saw that sister-in-law Meili was looking at the successful little white hand with joy. She even came up to her mouth and kept kissing, which made him feel chilly.


    "This surging woman is really stronger than a tiger!"


    Seeing that she was so hungry, Zhao Zilong turned around and ran away.


    Zhao Zilong, with a complicated mind, went down the stairs to the hall. As soon as he was ready to go out, he was stopped by Jin Yingying, whose face was like frost. I don''t know whether it''s inertia or intention. He accidentally bumped into her soft heart.


    "Eh, my good Yingying, are you here to send gentleness?"


    In the face of Jin Yingying''s powder fist, Zhao Zilong dodges to one side and laughs.


    "Give you a big head, what are you talking about?" Jin Yingying was in a bit of a loss. At this time, she was despised, and Zhao Zilong got a good deal. She was so angry that she stamped her feet lightly and raised her red lips.


    "Honey, it''s very kind of you to know that I haven''t been close to a girl for a long time. I''m almost suffocating, so I came here to send her to me." Zhao Zilong moved and threw his arms at her.


    "You shameless fellow, get out of my way." In Jin Yingying''s anger, a series of combined attacks, such as Wang baquan, Puyin leg and shaking milk skill, finally beat back Zhao Zilong.


    When he saw her struggling, Zhao Zilong''s eyes were warm with the magnificent scenery on her chest.


    "Sister Ying, I didn''t see it. You really have material there." Zhao Zilong said with a bad smile.


    "Zhao Zilong, you''re a guy who can''t do enough and can''t do enough. You''ll come to the farm if you don''t have any children. Otherwise, you won''t have me, you won''t have me, you won''t have you." Jin Yingying pointed to him and made a Jiao drink.


    "Don''t be angry. Just now, it was just a joke. People are sincerely praising you for your good figure. There are no bad ideas at all, let alone evil ideas."


    When Zhao Zilong looked at Wei Wei before, his eyes were still shining and his face was excited. When he turned his face, he pretended to have a miserable look of bitter melon and eggplant, which can be called the contemporary emperor of expression.


    "Come on, I don''t know what you are." Jin Yingying gave him a white look and exclaimed: "if it wasn''t for the double pay, I wouldn''t bother to wait on you."


    "My parents gave birth to me, and Jin Yingying knew me!"


    Zhao Zilong pursed his mouth and gave the man his thumb.


    "Don''t flatter me here. In the name of the executive director, I formally inform you that you are not allowed to lock the door or make strange noises when talking with the staff of the manor. Do you hear me?"


    Jin Yingying forbeared her shame and made a sound to Zhao Zilong.


    "Sound, what strange sound?" Zhao Zilong was surprised.


    "Don''t play dumb here, you know."


    Jin Yingying stamped her feet lightly and turned her head to one side.


    "I really don''t know. You tell me."


    Zhao Zilong asked with great interest, holding her pretty face.


    "Zhao Zilong, you are shameless..."


    Jin Yingying raised her foot and stamped it on the tip of his foot. She turned and ran away.


    Only Zhao Zilong was left holding his feet and crying there.


    He naturally knew that the strange sound in Jin Yingying''s mouth was the crackling sound in the room. The reason why he deliberately pretended not to know was that he just wanted to tease the pretty girl.


    But unexpectedly, Jin Yingying can''t bear to be humiliated and tramples on him violently.


    First of all, Zhao Zilong met Meili''s sister-in-law''s salty pig hand, and then her broken foot. Zhao Zilong''s whole body was almost collapsed. He quickly left the farm and drove the Great Wall cross-country to Changfeng hotel.


    As the top chef and No.2 shareholder of Changfeng Hotel, Jintang has his own room here. Although she doesn''t often live here, the room is still cleaned every day and tidy up very neatly.When Zhao Zilong came to the door and knocked on it, he found that the door was not locked, but was hidden.


    When he was thinking about whether to go in or not, a pleasant voice came from inside: "what''s the knock? Are you bothered? If you come, just go in the door. Do you want me to meet you?"


    After hearing this, Zhao Zilong went in with a bitter smile.


    In front of the long mirror, Jin Tang was combing his hair with a bath towel.


    The bath towel was loosely wrapped. Not only the elegant neck was fully exposed, but also the two beautiful collarbones showed their charm. The two beautiful legs under the bath towel are blooming with charming brilliance.


    "Hehe, sister Jin, what about combing your hair?"


    Looking at the lazy woman, Zhao Zilong said with a simple smile.


    "See, don''t you come to help?"


    Jintang turned his head and gave him a look and handed out his comb.


    "Well, sister Jin, I really can''t do that."


    Zhao Zilong scratched his head and said with embarrassment.


    "Virtue must be learned, otherwise don''t follow me. Do you hear me?" Jin Tang pursed her thin red lips and combed her black hair there again. After


    combed his hair, he lay there and pointed to the mask.


    Zhao Zilong hurriedly took out the Silk Mask, stained with the cold and penetrating potion, and gently put it on her beautiful face that could be cracked. When he smoothed the wrinkles, he felt the amazing slippery place across the mask.


    "Boy, is my skin getting rough?"


    Jintang did not refuse his touch, but asked faintly.


    "No, my sister''s skin is very tender."


    Zhao Zilong gave her a flattering smile and replied lovingly.


    "Even if the water is tender, you can''t touch it all the time, can you?"


    Although Jin Tang''s words were calm, there was a murderous overflow inside.


    "Well, I''m just smoothing out the wrinkles, but it''s all right."


    Zhao Zilong is not afraid of anything but this woman.


    Since contacting her to now, Zhao Zilong has found that he can''t compare with this lazy and lovely woman in terms of cooking skills and fighting power, which is a serious blow.


    "I''ve been fighting too much these days. Although I haven''t been injured, I have some soreness in my bones and muscles. Please give me a massage." Jin Tang half narrowed his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled.


    "Oh, no problem. I''m good at that."


    Since practicing Taiji, Zhao Zilong has a good understanding of the distribution of human skeletal muscles. What''s more, after several wars, he has a better understanding of which parts of his body are prone to fatigue.


    In addition, Zhao Zilong learned a set of massage methods from a book in the thatched cottage.


    When his powerful hands began to gently press on her, the lazy pretty girl''s mouth was slightly raised, her face was intoxicated, and even made a fascinating sound intentionally or unconsciously.


    Seeing her immersed in the joy of massage, Zhao Zilong also worked harder.


    On the surface, massage is a very easy thing, but actually it uses internal force.


    In order to please Jin Tang, Zhao Zilong even tried to encourage her strength to help her relax her muscles. This is tantamount to a reward for their fatigue, which makes her feel comfortable all over.


    After more than half an hour, Zhao Zilong''s forehead was sweating and his face was tired.


    When he stopped, Jintang''s delicate body trembled and slowly opened her eyes: "eh, why don''t you massage? Your little hand seems to be spiritual. I feel so comfortable?"


    "You''re comfortable, but I''m dying of fatigue."


    Zhao Zilong said bitterly, rubbing his hands gently.


    "You still have some conscience, and you know how to help your elder sister get rid of fatigue." Seeing his appearance, the corner of Jintang''s mouth slightly raised: "don''t worry, I won''t let you work in vain. I''ll reward you later."


    "Really, what''s the reward?"


    After hearing this, Zhao Zilong couldn''t help but brighten his eyes.


    "Sing me a song first!"


    Jintang didn''t pay any attention to him and cried with both hands on his pillow.


    "Singing? I''m afraid I''ll scare you! "


    Zhao Zilong grinned bitterly.


    "No, it''s better than howling."


    Jin Tang laughed, and the mask on his face also rose.


    "Well What would you like to hear? "


    Zhao Zilong had no choice but to say.


    "Northern Shaanxi folk song is the best!"


    "No..."


    "Jiangnan minor, then!"


    "I won''t..."


    "Pop songs?"


    Jin Tang''s brows wrinkled.


    "Well, still not."


    Zhao Zilong feels a little red.


    "Can you only sing children''s songs?"


    Jintang turned to look at him, just like looking at an idiot."My mother died early, and I can''t sing children''s songs."


    Zhao Zilong said with a bitter smile and some regret.


    "Do you know how to write dead words?"


    Jin Tang''s pretty eyebrows wrinkled, and her body began to send out murderous gas.


    "Well, I can only sing men''s songs."


    Zhao Zilong scratched his head and said with embarrassment.


    "Yes, just a voice."


    Jin Tang''s feet are as delicate and white as lotus.


    "Steamed bread is white and white, but women''s arms are white, bamboo shoots are up and down, but women''s waist is up and down..." Zhao Zilong cleared his throat and sang a song he had heard in the village when he was a child.


    I didn''t know what it meant when I was a child, but later I learned that it was a tribute to women.


    At the beginning of singing, Zhao Zilong was still a little embarrassed. Later, he saw that Jin Tang didn''t seem to respond, let alone express his antipathy, which made his nervousness go away.


    He can''t help but open his mind, show his voice and sing there.


    In the excitement of singing, he also glanced at Jintang from time to time, appreciating her exquisite curves, her skin like snow, and even imagined her to be the perfect woman in the song


    The pure land at the west end of Zhaojia village!


    In the golden setting sun, a figure pulled very long.


    Wang Yixian stood by the stream with his hands on his back, listening to the sound of the gurgling water.


    Gentle sunshine sprinkled on him, in the waves, actually through the body. If you look behind him, you will be surprised to find that there is no shadow behind him.


    In ancient times, there was no trace of stepping on snow, but now there is light and no shadow. These are all legendary miracles.


    A burst of footwork sound, left strong dragon shape tiger step to come over, then like a javelin.


    In the process of recuperation these days, Wang Yixian only showed a little bit of his ability, which not only made Zuo Qiangqiang''s leg injury recover quickly, but also greatly improved his mood and fighting skills.


    If we say that when he assassinated Zhao Zilong, Zuo Qiangqiang was just a black dagger, then he became a terrible javelin after warm Qi and blood.


    From then on, he will not only be good at night attack and assassination, but also have strong frontal combat ability.


    "Thank you for taking care of me these days, old fairy."


    Zuo Qiangqiang bowed slightly and said piously to Wang Yixian.


    "What''s the matter? It''s almost done?"


    Wang Yixian turned around slowly and asked with a smile.


    "With the help of the old immortal, I not only recovered from my injury, but also made a breakthrough in my fighting power."


    Zuo Qiangqiang put his hands together and said solemnly, "now I''m going to deal with some affairs of the gang. After this, I will abide by the agreement and become Mr. Zhao''s loyal bodyguard."


    "Well, how well do you understand the symbol of the gun?"


    Wang Yixian nodded slightly and asked Zuo Qiangqiang.


    "The spirit has been born, so long as it is tempered by the battle, when the gun will grow up, it will be able to pierce the sky and become a long steel gun guarding Mr. Zhao." Zuo Qiangqiang is full of confidence.


    "We''ll talk about the future. If the victory rate is low, we''ll stay for a while. There''s no need to be so impatient." Wang Yixian twisted his beard and made a leisurely sound.


    "When I improve, my opponent is also improving, so there will be no end to waiting."


    Zuo Qiangqiang''s face was resolute, and he seemed determined to fight the enemy: "besides, our brother and sister are in the Ming Dynasty, and Mr. Zhao is in the dark. If we combine the light with the dark, we can certainly defeat that hateful guy."


    Wang Yixian nodded and said nothing more when he heard that his mind was broken.


    After bowing himself, Zuo Qiangqiang turned and strode to the farm.


    Zuo Qiao had been waiting in front of the hut for a long time. When she saw her cousin coming, she bowed to Wang Yixian and followed him.


    Changfeng Hotel, the night is deep!


    But Zhao Zilong is sleepless, because Jin Tang gave him a big gift.


    This gift is not beauty, not gold, but five boxes of psychic ingredients.


    There are more than 500 Jin of these five boxes of psychic ingredients, including 17 jade cabbages, 46 bundles of luminous leeks, three boxes of purple snails, and even a lovely jade rabbit.