Here Lies The Wicked

Just as the boss's wife left, a clerk had come to clean up the noodles on the floor with a muffin and a broom.

Fang was looking at his waist and limbs twisting away, really going back to the bottom, back to the busy boss mother, he thought, it seems that the scent of fortune is really working.

However, it seems to have an unenhanced luck scent, nen, but the boss's wife, so she can only bully weaker noodles.

Less than a few minutes later, the boss had put the noodles back down, with a cow whip in her hand, and her breasts trembled.

Results.

On the floor, the shop clerk did not clean the noodles, the boss's mother slipped under her feet, and although the person stood steady, the noodles in her hand broke the ground again with a bowl.

Ben's face became slightly colder and a bit colder. The color got colder, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

“Madam Boss, I can see the face, I can't hold the bowl when I see your face white, sweat stealing, hands trembling, Madam Boss is from little kidney and yang weakness?” The old clergyman was shocked by the boss's second bowl drop.

“Boss, don't think that a woman won't suffer from kidney failure and won't attract attention. Women, like men, suffer from kidney failure. Women's kidney and yang deficiency is even worse, puffiness becomes fat, * * low, infertility occurs, once fat destroys all, so women's kidney and yang deficiency should attract more attention. ”

The old god stick spoke with great focus and carefully analyzed the dangers of illness for the boss and mother.

The boss's eyes glared cold and still chattering at the old god stick. That look, it was like trying to kill a man, knife the old god stick with a knife and a piece of meat. The old god stick was suddenly scared by the boss's eyes like trying to kill a man, and he shut his mouth.

Watch the boss cook the noodles again for the third time.

The old god club whispered to the same table: “Little brother, the boss's mother broke the bowl twice in a row. I don't look like a regular bowl wrestler, does luck smell good? ”

“That's not right. It's good luck. Why should I fall? Little buddy, are you counting cow whips or not? ”

At the end of the day, the old priest watched the cow whip face poured into the garbage can, and the expression on his face said: “Unfortunately, this cow whip face, no, unfortunately, these two bowls of cow whip face. ”

Fang Zheng didn't go into too much detail, but shrugged his shoulders and blurred: “Maybe so. Maybe it's the scent of luck that doesn't get used to noodles. I don't know if I like rice. ”

“Have you ever seen anyone's incense stick in a noodle? It's all stuck in white rice. ”

The old god stick was stunned: “That makes a lot of sense. ”

Well said, but three things, not long later, the boss's wife twisted her waist and walked in with a third bowl of cow whip in her hand.

Indeed, it was held, this time with both hands.

Even, looking at the boss's face was as solemnly cold as that of the big enemy, that step landed cautiously, people who didn't know thought the boss's wife was in the minefield.

Finally, the boss walked safely through the minefield. This time, she did not fall any more bowls or step on the noodles, and smoothly placed the noodles in front of the square.

Ghostly, the boss made a relaxing move and smiled brightly on her face.

“Brother, eat, taste your sister's craft, just don't know if it's good under your sister, or if it's good under yours. ”

The boss's mother stood still, like she wanted to see Fang eat this noodle with her own eyes.

Fang felt that Brother Xiang was losing his strength.

It's not the third time I've broken a bowl.

“Why isn't my brother moving his chopsticks? ”

“Is it not good down there? ”

“Can't even my brother trust his sister, worried that she will poison you and put single mushrooms in the noodles,? ”

The boss saw that Fang was not eating, and people were standing still, and the reminder was hurrying to eat the noodles while they were hot.

Only the old god stick looked at Fang Zheng and the cow whip on the table.

That's beef flour... a big complement.

People tend to have sore back and legs and feet when they reach old age.

Before and after three bowls of noodles, at this time, the scent of fortune on the table is about to burn to the end, but this time, it is obvious that the scent of fortune is a little immobile for the boss's mother.

After all, this is a common scent of luck, or is it an evening edition of stealing labor reduction? Maybe even two sections of the corpse king can move their liver after strengthening the scent.

Unfortunately, when the thought had just come to an end, there was a sudden evil wind, and the shadow sand on the sidewalk shook.

The barbecue stall was operated on the sidewalk, the boss's mother's hair was blown by the wind, she made a slight angle of hair lifting her hand and turned to the shadow of the tree.

When she turned her head back, she had a slight hair movement, because there was a woman with long hair that was impartial and fell right in front of the noodles.

The long hair was so pungent, it was like struggling to get out of the noodles.

Madam Boss: “…"

Square: “…”

Even Fang Zheng didn't think that the scent of fortune was so stubborn.

Since nen is but the boss's wife, she goes to bully the weaker noodles. Since nen is but one finger of the boss's mother, So-sex goes to nen boss's mother to get one hair down.

This hair should be a trophy, right?

After all, it's lucky to get to the hair.

It doesn't matter if you can fight or not, you can fight to win a hair hair first. Even Fang Zheng is not consciously ashamed of his obsession and hard work.

“Hair loss, white face, puffiness, boss, you are definitely kidney and yang.” Once again, the old clergyman was a kind reminder.

The boss's wife had turned back into a bright smile on her face and turned back into a slightly cooler face again.

If you eat your hair in the noodles, who can still eat your appetite, and who knows if you have dandruff on your scalp, it's the rhythm of cooking a fourth bowl of noodles again.

But the boss didn't turn around for the fourth bowl of noodles this time.

“There must be something wrong with your hair. ”

The boss actually reached out and went to take the hair off the noodles, which was meant to destroy the body.

Turns out, pop!

The boss reached out her hand and it was caught, just when Fang wanted to say something, hmm?

Fang Zheng's eyes were astonished and slightly surprised.

At the moment of skin contact between the palms of both hands, the boss did not have the cold and cold feeling of the usual ghosts on her hands, she actually carried the temperature of normal ordinary people.

Fang Zhengzheng.

Ho!

Fang Zheng Horan rose up. The boss's mother is not a ghost, she is a living person with three lamps left on?

“Brother, you're hurting my sister's hand. ”

The boss wants to strive to break free of her hands, and she can squarely hold her palms like a tiger plier, tightly around the boss's wrist.

Fang Zheng did not listen, nor did he have any sense of pity for the jade. He did not hesitate. His true qi followed his skin contact and entered the boss's wife.

How dare you!

He wants to see if the boss's mother is a ghost or a living person.

PS: Sorry, I've been up all night lately. I want to get some rest today. I haven't updated Lat today. Don't wait.