The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng showed a hippy smile on his face. He prevented Sister Qingmei from pulling, but instead gave him to his car: "Sister, why do you always drive me away. Here it is. What place is it, I am a pure man, but the door is clear."

"I came here today as the driver of the car you called. If you let me take you for a ride, why don't you go to the department store for a round? Let's also see the French import Perfume lipstick, what does it look like?"

　　 "I think, our sister Qingmei, with those rouge, she must be the most beautiful woman in Beiping."

The blue eyebrows that had been pulled into the car, just about to laugh and say why Gu Zheng's mouth had become so nasty, she saw this senior brother who had grown up a long time ago, held the handle of the car, and turned her head with a very serious expression. He glanced at her: "Sister, you used to take care of me. From today on, you will be my sister. From now on, you will be my younger brother and I will take care of you. Don’t say anything. You take your brother’s car first. Stabilize, I'll take you for a ride."

　　The steps of the people in front then took off, with the end of reluctance, and marching forward courageously.

　　 The green eyebrows sitting on the rickshaw were stunned for a moment. After seeing the broad shoulders of the man running energetically in front of them, he straightened up his crooked sitting posture just now.

　　 She gently gathered the messy hair next to her ears, without a trace of mess, she smoothed the folds of the cheongsam on her body, and made it tightly attached to her white thighs.

Her smile is more dignified and gorgeous than when she sang Da Tsing Yi before, as if sitting in the rickshaw is no longer the green eyebrow of the second-class hospital who has long lost all hope, but is back five years ago. , The name resounded through the outskirts of Beijing, Tsing Yi Mei on the stage.

　　 The wheels of the rickshaw rumbling on the Qingshiban Road, from Bada Hutong to the most prosperous Fujing Street in Beiping City.

　　 There is the opening ceremony of the French department store. Now is the time for crowds and vehicles to shuttle.

　　 Countless trendy men and women, fashionable ladies in the city, all were brought here by their own vehicles, planning to see the strangeness of foreign gadgets when this novel department store opened.

　　 The citizens of this weird country didn't care at all. The soldiers in Japanese military uniforms passing by, seemed to feel that they were safe in the concession area.

At this time, Gu Zheng and Qingmei didn’t care about the increasingly noisy environment around them. They didn’t seem to be shopping like others, but simply enjoying the time they spent in and pulling the car. A halo called tacit understanding, shrouded in an atmosphere called warmth, just like this, walking through the crowd, calm and peaceful.

　　 "Squeaky"

　　The road has come to an end, and the road on the street is so tightly blocked by cars that it can't move anymore.

　　 Gu Zheng stopped his footsteps, put down the rickshaw as usual, and greeted the guests in the back seat with the brightest smiling face: "Sister Qingmei, here, thank you for your patronage. I wish you a happy shopping."

　　 Sister Qingmei, who was gently supported by Gu Zheng, laughed out with a puff: "What's the shopping thing, I'm so empty, I have given you all the belongings."

"Oh," Gu Zheng, who had just reacted, took out the ocean that had been heated by his chest again with his backhand, and handed one of the blue eyebrows: "You keep this to buy rouge, since it is not safe to put you. , I will save the rest for you, wait until I rescue you, you can spend it so hard!"

　　 "Trust me, your junior can earn one piece in two or three days."

Qing Brow, who didn’t believe it at all, was chuckled. She stretched out her index finger and poked Gu Zheng’s forehead like she did when she was a child: “If you can, you’re the only one? My sister, I'm not too long-winded. Let's go to work quickly, and live a good personality, it's better than anything else."

　　 "Well, sister, you go buy rouge, dress yourself up beautifully, wait for me. I'll go to work."

　　 These two people who are not relatives are better than relatives, just chatting like this, the atmosphere is not at all like the first meeting after five years of separation.

　　 was supposed to be the most inconspicuous combination, but it happened to be seen straight by someone who wanted to.

　　 Guo Qian, who was sent to Fujing Street by the driver with her best friend early in the morning, was bored looking at the people around her. When she glanced away, she saw a person who made her blushing and heartbeat.

　　 The rickshaw driver, although this was the second time she had met, she still found him in the crowd all at once.

　　 I want to forget, but I can’t forget, unforgettable.

　　 Seeing the gorgeous woman getting off the car and poking her rickshaw driver lightly on the forehead, Guo Qian could no longer stand.

　　 She didn't care about being rude, and greeted her good partner next to her, turning her head and ran in Gu Zheng's direction.

　　 "I'm sorry, Wenwen, I just found out that I didn't bring my small handbag. I want to go home for a while, so go shopping by yourself!"

　　 "Hey? Don't you? I have money here~www.novelmt.com~ You take it first.." Before the words of her good girlfriend Wenwen, her close friend disappeared in the crowd. "Why do you go in such a hurry? Anyway, let people finish the sentence!"

　　 Just with Wenwen pouting and sighing, Guo Qian has never been as anxious as she is now. Just under the loyal maid Xiaolan's opening, she squeezed to the side of Gu Zheng's rickshaw.

　　 "Hmm." Guo Qian did not speak, but gestured towards Xiaolan next to her with an expression.

　　 really is the most clever maid around the little lady, Xiao Lan did her part and said, "The coachman, are you finished? Can you go to the street behind the Gulou?"

"Go!" It was not Gu Zheng who answered, but Qingmei uttered a word. She pushed Gu Zheng, who was still staring at her in a daze, towards the guest, and then said: "Brother, you hurry up. Well, we will have time to talk in the future."

It's all for this. Gu Zheng nodded his head, put the car in his hand, and stood on the right side of the car. He put his arms and lowered his head, even the guest's face Without seeing it, he greeted in Guo Qian's direction: "Miss, please get in the car."

Guo Qian looked at the sturdy forearm that was stretched out in front of her, and her heart throbbed. If nothing had happened, she gently supported her catkin on it, and then stepped on the pedals of the rickshaw. After a kick, he sat up firmly in the back seat.

　　 Seeing the customer getting on the bus, Gu Zheng on the side did not forget to remind Xiaolan who asked for the price: "This guest, do I need to call you another car?"

　　 The master and servant heard this question and looked at each other. The maid Xiaolan said in a brave tone: "No! You run slower, I just follow!"

　　 "Our little lady, motion sickness!"

　　 Ha ha, are you a liar?