Trafford’s Trading Club

If the net blush, which has not led to a rapid increase in the incidence of 'facial blindness' in recent years, is still perfectly good-looking in the context of popular aesthetics and possesses quite an arrogant figure, there is a good chance of being watched quietly.

Especially in crowded places.

… Airports, for example.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses, he frequently turned his hand up to look at the hand of the watch pointer on his wrist, while also looking frequently at the exit position of the lander.

Suddenly, the man suddenly stepped away from his legs and quickly walked past the exit.

You must have finally waited for someone you wanted to wait for. I wonder if she's such a lucky man that she can wait to suffer here?

Was it the successful man who was simply carrying a handbag? Or is that the one who just came out, hung up in his ear and said "big stomach poop"? Or is it the father who's walking out slowly with the baby?

“Neither...”

Turns out it was a slightly thin man with a simple backpack... maybe a big boy.

She suddenly opened her hands and seemed to want to give the boy a good hug - it was an enviable thing, no matter what the relationship between the two of them was, wasn't it?

Unexpectedly, when she was about to hug someone, the big boy suddenly took a step back and let her jump straight into the air.

So she stood still, holding her hands still in the air.

This is fucking embarrassing!

O tyrant!! Bastard!!! Some men are saddened.

……

“I told you not to pick me up.” Lo Qiu weighs in on Ziling.

He was planning to fly back to the club. Just before getting off the plane, Mr. Lo's eyebrows suddenly jumped and he felt like something terrible was waiting for him.

Not really.

Vice Editor Ren suddenly pitied himself: “I ran the risk of getting fired by the boss and snuck out and came here...”

"It's a miracle you haven't been fired in years," said Boss Luo softly. ”

Ren Ziling took it as if he hadn't heard it. “Do you know how many tickets I ate? ”

Boss Luo sighed: “Uncle Ma has worked hard. ”

Ren Ziling almost swallowed: “You know, I didn't even eat lunch? ”

Lochu pointed to his lips and said softly: “Before you say that, wipe your mouth. I don't remember you having such greasy lip gloss. ”

Vice Editor-in-Chief Ren gave out the third finger in the right hand position, "Shit! Don't want to live!!! ”

“Thank you very much.” Boss Lo finally smiled and said softly.

The resentment of the Vice Editor-in-Chief Ren seemed to have been eliminated for a moment, his eyes slightly squinting under the brown glasses, "What did you just say? I can't hear you. ”

“I didn't say anything, let's go. Now that it's here.” Lochu shook his head and walked past Ren Ziling.

I haven't enjoyed this warm greeting between my loved ones yet. The vice editor-in-chief stopped at once and rubbed his palms... I want to squeeze this guy's ears!

“By the way, where's Yuki? Why can't you see her? ”

Ultimately, her ears were not pinched, and she quickly walked up to Rochu and asked slightly.

“She's a little busy. Give me a shift first. ”

“Well...” Ren Ziling complained. "You didn't tell me earlier. I also booked a seat and I intend to give you a good reception! I'm not used to eating abroad... Hey, wait for me! Son of a bitch, give me a minute! Hey... by the way, are you getting a little taller? Hey... Shit. ”

……

Ren Ziling rubbed his palm on the car of his deputy editor and was planning to put his hand on the steering wheel. She licked her lips and was about to step on the throttle the next minute.

Of course, it's tremendous.

“Are you used to driving with sunglasses?” Unexpectedly, the co-pilot asked coldly, "It's a dark day. ”

Ren Ziling suddenly smiled, turned her head, blinked her eyes, put a V-shaped hand on her, and sold the adore that caused the goose bumps to rise, softly said: “Don't you think I'm really beautiful now? ”

Lochu shook his head and reached between his hands, easily removing the sunglasses from Ren Ziling's face. Ren Ziling's smile suddenly stopped.

She lowered her head and looked like a loser, "Report boss, I was wrong... I shouldn't have stayed up three nights in a row. ”

“Drive.” Lochu appealed and hung up his sunglasses for Ren Ziling.

“Aren't you angry?” Ren Ziling was stunned.

“Didn't you just say you were hungry?” Rochu shook his head: “I want something to eat, too. Now that you've booked a place, don't waste it. ”

“Oh yeah! ”

The red MINI—CLUBMAN suddenly entered the airport road.

Since when... does it start to look like there's been an exchange of roles between a guardian and a guardian? Looking back at the landscape, Rochu was caught in contemplation.

Ren Ziling saw Lo Qiu not talking and habitually twisted the radio of the car stereo.

“… a young man died today at around 3: 30 in Fallen House, suspected of committing suicide, according to the latest report on this stage. Damn the dead...”

Ren Ziling subconsciously twisted his voice a little louder.

“The deceased was allegedly a high school student in the city. The possibility of his killing is currently ruled out, and it is understood that the deceased may be emotionally unstable due to too much learning pressure…"

Upon hearing this, Ren Ziling suddenly muttered: “Another suicide? Why have so many people killed themselves lately? ”

“Lately?” Rochu looked over.

Ren Ziling nodded. “Yeah, it's the fourth one, isn't it? Are all students… are the learning pressures so great now? It always feels weird...”

“Watch the road...”

“Ah? Wow! Holy shit!! Can you drive? Old driver!! ”

……

……

Hey!

In the lobby of the club, an old recorder of unknown production age is playing a song called "Come-And-Get-Your-Love".

With the rhythm, in front of the lobby bar, holding a glass of tequila, still wearing tights, but no longer too shady for the exploding head, slowly shaking the place, enjoying it very much.

By the way, too much of a pussy would sing along, albeit with a good tone.

Unlike those black soul messengers who totally belong to the club, as an old man who only signed a 500-year term, Tai Yin feels like he's only on assignment at best... it doesn't matter if he doesn't have to work so hard.

Besides, by climbing to the top and stepping on the club maid... you've long given up this unrealistic idea.

How good is it now?

The boss is not here, the maid with a dark heart is not here, do whatever you want, don't be too sour - the day the boss isn't here.

“Hey ~ (hey ~)... Come ~ And ~ Get ~ You ~ Love... Hey ~”

While shaking slowly, Tai Yin slowly moved his body and came to Qin Chuyu's face - this woman disappeared a while ago and came back after a while. Unfortunately, the boss had already gone on a trip.

However, as a person with temporary residency in the club, even if there is a thousand reluctance in his mind, Tai Yin can't do anything to Qin Chuyu... Sanma Fish.

Besides... I can't fight at all.

But how can 500 years of confinement just go with the wind? I can't beat you. Don't I disgust you? I knew I didn't like this kind of haunted environment.

Want to use the mysterious power of the club to hammer your heart? I saw through Qin Chuyu's thoughts at a glance. How could I make her feel so comfortable?

“Hey ~ Hey ~”

Tai Yin circled Qin Chuyu, his voice ran up more and more - he knew Qin Chuyu couldn't help him, so he became more and more proud.

Qin Chuyu, who was closing his eyes to support God, suddenly opened his eyes at this time. He said, "If you don't do anything and do nothing serious, don't you fear that your boss will come back and blame you? ”

“Hey ~ cheap, 500 years. Haven't you heard the old saying that the mountain emperor is far away?” Too shady: “I tell you! Now the master is not here, nor are the other Dark Soul Messengers here! This is my biggest, you know! ”

“On your own?” Qin Chuyu glanced lightly.

Five hundred years ago, too many shades could not stand this scornful look. Five hundred years ago, not to mention now.

Tai Yin sneered: “Why can't you just leave the old ways alone? I am the Messenger of the Master's personal conversion, and this is the righteous one! And you, at best, are just a tenant left here... no, you're not even a tenant! ”

Qin Chuyu closed his eyes slowly without a word.

Tai Yin had the heart to disrupt Qin Chuyu's mood. At this time, he approached him and lowered his head. He smiled in shadow: "Although you can stay here, you are not just a servant! You know what it is? That's servant stuff! Bitch, since you're wearing this moth maid's uniform, don't treat me well! Go wash your feet!! ”

“Oh... is that right? ”

“Mm-hmm.” Too shady nodded his head and took a nice sip of tequila in the cup... but he felt a little uncomfortable before he could swallow it.

I just responded to him. Doesn't that sound like Qin Chuyu's cheap voice? But obviously it's also a woman's voice... in addition to this slut, there's a woman's voice there.

“And the voice is so familiar... Miss Yu, Yu Night!” The clown turned around suspiciously and was suddenly stiff.

He couldn't hold the cup in his hand and fell straight out of his palm. But the cup eventually landed and slowly flew into the hands of the maid.

Yue Night smiled and slowly walked into front of Tai Yin. “Hold on, next time, don't be careless. Oh, I'm almost done. Can I get you some more? Too shady... my lord. ”

The gentle tone made Tai Yin feel like she had eaten a thousand years of cold ice. The chill came straight from the bottom of the foot plate to the door, “No, you're welcome...”

The maid smiled. “It's okay. You say, a man like me in a moth maid's uniform is the next person. I don't grow up in the East, but I can still understand and know what I'm doing. ‘Next', of course, is supposed to serve people, isn't it? I'll get you some foot wash, okay? ”

Five hundred years old ghost suddenly softened his legs, kneeling on the ground, quite grounded and begging for forgiveness: "Miss Yu Night, please, please forgive me...”

This is a big move!!!

Too shady as if he saw his own grave, weed, senior...