Trafford’s Trading Club

Yes, it's right here.

A sneaky figure was wandering in the pedestrian shopping street--many shops were closed, and the place seemed extraordinarily deserted, so no matter how careful, this figure seemed quite conspicuous.

In broad daylight, it was still the weather in July, but he was still wearing a big windbreaker, the hat even covered the bridge of his nose... and sunglasses, and the collar covered his mouth.

"It should be here... the shop."

But it seems that it has not been able to find the place in its impression, which makes it seem a little irritable, and the pace is fast and slow, as if there is nowhere to put it.

"Look for another three minutes! Go back if you can't find it!" It secretly made up its mind.

But the determined resolution soon began to waver again-it couldn't help but start to consider some problems that might arise.

such as:

If you just approached the door like this, would you appear to be too proactive?

Speaking of it, last time... I haven’t received a response, right?

Does that guy actually didn't want to meet or something?

How about going back?

Counsel...Counsel?

"Go back now!" It took a deep breath, clenched its fists as if determined, and looked at the sky--couldn't hesitate.

But just when it decided not to look for another three minutes, and turned around like this, something bad happened.

"Miss Long, are you looking for me."

At first, he breathed slowly and deeply, and his eyes gradually lifted with the action of the deep breath...It lowered its head all of a sudden, and then walked by with a thick throat: "You admit the wrong person!"

Just brushing his shoulders and walking by, his movements were stiff but also quick.

Boss Luo smiled slightly: "I am waiting for you here, Miss Long, are you interested in walking around with me?"

The stiff figure stopped suddenly, and then retreated from the original movement, took off the sunglasses on his face, "What did you say?"

Boss Luo smiled and said, "This mustache is very funny."

Shenzhou Evil who took off his sunglasses... In fact, there was a fake beard under the nose of the real dragon.

"Before dinner, I want to walk around." Boss Luo said softly, "I won't let you work in vain. In return, I will tell you a piece of information for free."

...

His brows frowned slightly, the moustache on his lips was torn off, and the real dragon from China made a groan at this time.

This thing shouldn't be afraid of falling, so it sticks so firmly...part-time job is suspiciously comparable to the pain of tearing armpit hair.

There was still a fierce pain on his lips, but Long Xiruo glared at him, "What are you looking at! You still laugh...you can't laugh at you!"

Long Xiruo felt that her eyes were chaotic, like a whirlpool, and a rush of heat rushed directly to the Baihui acupoint, as if her whole body was hot.

This is a pedestrian rest area under the footbridge of the pedestrian mall... the kind sponsored by Happy Water.

"I haven't moved the front of the store." Boss Luo narrowed a smile at this time, and said calmly: "So I can't get in from the outside."

"It's rare, you don't actually do business?" Long Xiruo said curiously.

Boss Luo said: "The shop has less time to open, isn't it what Miss Long would like to see."

The true dragon of Shenzhou suddenly muttered: "Don't say that it is because I reduce the time to open the door... so nice to speak."

"Huh?" Boss Luo just pretended not to hear clearly.

"Nothing!" She said directly and emphatically, and then quickly said: "Why did you suddenly come back...because of this summit meeting? You...do you have any tricks?!"

"Miss Long doesn't like me coming back?" Boss Luo looked at her and asked.

bad--!

It felt like an arrow had been inserted in the heart, and the true dragon of Shenzhou suddenly felt like a suffocation—her IQ, EQ, seemed to be plummeting at this time, even to a dangerous level.

The brain is chaotic, breathing is not smooth, as if he is sick, the true dragon of China only feels that he has become extremely bad at this time, trying to keep his head clear, but there is a feeling of wanting to stop.

"Hi..." The words about to be uttered were blocked forcibly, the true dragon of China bit his tongue fiercely, and said angrily: "I like you as a ghost! I wish you guys rolled so far. ! It's best to never show up here!"

Boss Luo still looked at her quietly, and the true dragon of Shenzhou who was looking straight at her heart beat fast and could hardly support it. His fingers even grasped the stool forcefully.

She lowered her head and said timidly, "It's also... it's not impossible to come back... as long as you don't do bad things... also, it's okay..."

"I have thought about it." Boss Luo said nonchalantly.

"Think... what do you think?" Long Xi was startled and opened her mouth slightly.

"Just like Miss Long said, never show up here." Luo Qiu said softly.

"No!" She stood up suddenly, her eyes widened, her hands were directly on Boss Luo's shoulders, and she blurted out: "You can't...I mean, you, you can't just be irresponsible like this. ...Bah, I mean, you have made this city look like it is now, just like this, you don't care about everything, no matter what, no way!"

Huh-Huh-Huh -!

With both hands on Boss Luo's shoulders, the real dragon of China was breathing heavier than breath at this time, his eyes scattered, and finally... he fainted.

When he was about to fall, Boss Luo gently waved his palm until Long Xiruo could lie on the table steadily.

Boss Luo couldn't help but fell into contemplation, and a report about the subject that he had seen in Cicero's proving ground began to emerge in his mind.

"It should have been for several generations... The defect does not seem to have been corrected."

Of course, the true dragon of Shenzhou will not have the physique that faints as soon as it encounters the opposite sex, otherwise, it is probably only female nuns, witches, and ghosts who have been beaten in China for so many years.

But it is not a good thing to let Long Xiruo faint here.

Boss Luo, who likes to obtain materials from the spot, looked around subconsciously-there are many shops in the commercial pedestrian street, and there is no shortage of small hotels for temporary use in the midterm.

Immediately, such an advertising slogan came into view.

——Sex-Hotel!

——Experience passionately with your lover!

——Ocean Love, Mirror Flowers and Butterflies, Perfect Combination, more than ten themed suites to choose from!

——[Most Special Offer!At 60 yuan!

"Ok……"

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...

Luo Pianyi counted the time and felt that sister Yilong's urinary sex should be almost relieved, so he took the cut watermelon upstairs.

But Long Xiruo could not be found in the room, but the computer was still on... It seems that the game is still running, in the battle phase?

Anyway, a full screen of red letters.

Little Butterfly Demon didn't play games very much, so she didn't care too much, and she turned off the screen - she then walked out, looking up and down but couldn't find Long Xiruo, so she couldn't help being a little strange.

"Did it go out?" Xiaodie Demon said to himself.

But soon, she heard some strange noises coming from a utility room on the bottom of the pet hospital-the little butterfly demon who walked quickly saw the floor of the utility room and began to slowly uncover it. .

"Sister Long, where are you going?" Luo Pian asked subconsciously.

Below this floor is a very huge underground space, which was used by Sister Long before to train Mo Xiaofei and the underground training ground for the chasing wind.

The senior demon clan outside these two days blocked the door terribly, and the little butterfly demon actually used this underground training ground when going out for shopping on weekdays-it also had an exit directly leading to a ruined building outside.

But what came out of the completely opened floor was not the real dragon from China...but someone else who knew the way.

Mo Xiaofei.

"Wow! Xiao Fei!"

"Sister Pina, long time no see."

...

Sit down and serve tea.

Xiaodiemon touched the tea tray and sat down, and said with surprise on her face: "Xiao Fei, didn't you go to the plateau with Miss Zixing and the others? Why are you suddenly back... Oh, because of the summit meeting?"

Mo Xiaofei, who hadn't seen him for several months, seemed to have grown a little bit in the impression of Xiaodie Demon... the complexion was a little darker, and the outline of his face became clearer.

There is also... an indescribable sense of oppression.

Mo Xiaofei smiled and took the teacup at this time, "Yes, it is indeed because of the extraordinary summit meeting. Miss Zixing is the young patriarch of the wolf-greedy tribe on the plateau, and naturally she was invited to participate in this meeting."

Luo Pianzhen couldn't help but startled at this moment, thinking for a while and saying: "But... isn't it the pursuit of the wind?"

"The matter of chasing the wind has not been officially revealed yet." Mo Xiaofei said sternly: "The wolf-greedy tribe has its own plan, and the chasing the wind also has this meaning, so currently the wolf-greedy tribe is still dominated by Miss Zixing."

Xiaodiemon doesn't have much interest in political matters. Just knowing it is enough. She nodded, "So, not only Xiaofei, but also Xifeng and Miss Zixing are here?"

"The chase did not come this time." Mo Xiaofei thought for a while and said: "He is now cultivating in the Holy Land of the Greedy Wolf Race...Miss Zixing is very strict...Well, this time only me and Miss Zixing Some people from the tribe with me came here. Speaking of which, I still took a ride."

"When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived." Mo Xiaofei said: "Miss Zixing is going to report to the bureau...Before I want to go home, I thought about seeing Master. I haven't seen her for a while. I don't know how she is now. There hasn’t been any news from Master recently... Isn’t the teacher at home?"

"Sister Long went out, but didn't say where to go." Luo Pianzhen shook his head.

"I think there are a lot of people stuck outside... is it a monster?" Mo Xiaofei frowned at this moment: "Master, there will be no problems?"

"Why?" Xiaodie Yao smiled, "Sister Long is a real dragon from China, what can you do...maybe go out to relax."

"That's right." Mo Xiaofei nodded: "With the master's ability, there are not many in this world that can hurt her... worry seems to be a bit redundant."

Mo Xiaofei thought somewhat self-deprecatingly: With the status and ability of True Dragon of China, I can't worry about her being overthrown by the gangster on the side of the road, and then grabbing the clock hotel or something?

"Since the master is not there, then I will go home first." Mo Xiaofei stood up and said goodbye: "I just ran away without saying a word. I guess my parents have appointed me to scold me... By the way, there is something here. If the master comes back, please help me and hand it to her."

"Okay." Luo Pian nodded and took what Mo Xiaofei had sent.

It was wrapped, it seemed to be a wooden box, but Luo Pianju didn't ask what was in it. She was not curious about it. If Xiao Fei wanted to let herself know, he would say.

"Okay, I'm leaving now." Mo Xiaofei smiled.

"So fast!" Xiaodie Demon hurriedly chased it out, "Xiao Fei, I cut the watermelon, do you... go so fast."

Xiaodie Yao shook his head, walked to the window, and slightly opened the curtain.

I saw the monsters guarding outside, their eyes were very poisonous, and when the curtains were shaking, they immediately stood up...A group of guys seemed to be surrounding them, scared Little Butterfly quickly closed the curtains.

"When will Sister Long come back... I cut a lot of watermelon and said."

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...

His head was still heavy and dizzy...When he opened his eyes, Long Xiruo saw a burst of warm light.

She was covered with soft things all over... She even felt unwilling to get up-this is a bed, and it's a very comfortable bed.

There is also the smell of fragrance.

Hmm... bed, bed, bed??

The real dragon from Shenzhou suddenly took a breath, and the whole person sat up with the white quilt-in the eye, there was a very exquisite and luxurious room.

It’s the hotel suite, that’s right — it’s the kind of room that domineering presidents like to take a woman to in Korean dramas, that’s right!

How could it be here?

It should have been... just now...

"Commercial street, yes! I was in the commercial street just now!" Zhenlong from China rubbed his head at this time: "What am I doing in the commercial street... Yes, right, yes, I saw him. Then, then? Then...hotel, suite?!"

The true dragon of China took a breath here.

She lowered her head, looked at the quilt tightly held by herself, and her throat murmured, "Calm down, calm down... it's okay, it's okay!"

She closed her eyes abruptly, uncovered the quilt she was covering, then shrank her neck, opened one eye slightly, and peeped into the quilt.

"Fuck! The clothes were taken off——!!!" The real dragon from China jumped up all at once — the black windbreaker she was wearing outside was taken off!

That's it.

The real dragon from China slapped his forehead desperately, and then clenched his fist as if he wanted to hit someone. The whole body was tense, and he roared like a beast: "Why is it just a coat..."

"You're awake, Miss Long." At this time, boss Luo came out from behind the screen with a glass of clear water in his hand. Seeing the strange appearance of the real dragon from China standing on the bed at this time, he curiously said: "Miss Long, what are you?"

"I...I..." The hands that had nowhere to put their hands had to be back behind. The real dragon from China said, hahaha, "I'm doing sports!"

"do excercise?"

"Yeah, do exercise... it's good to do telecontrol! Exercise, look...ahhahaha, ahahaha..."

Ninth set of broadcast chest expansion gymnastics for primary and middle school students nationwide.

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