The Local Lazy Man System

"Okay, I'm going to get some dirt and put it on your face."

Ye Rongrong said jokingly.

"don't want!"

Liu Qingqing said hastily.

I was just joking, I didn't expect my husband to take it seriously.

Liu Qingqing, who has a cleanliness disorder, suddenly got goosebumps when she thought of the dirty dirt on her face.

"Hehe, I can't bear the fact that my wife's face is covered with mud. If I kiss her, my mouth will be covered with mud."

Ye Rongrong kissed Liu Qingqing's pretty face and said.

"Honey, I want to kiss you too!"

Liu Qingqing quickly kissed Ye Rongrong's cheek.

"Let's go, if you don't go, you will have lunch here."

Ye Rongrong smiled and took Liu Qingqing's hand and walked out of the room.

...

As the largest international metropolis in Asia, Tokyo's urban construction is second to none in Asia.

There are high-rise commercial streets everywhere, and the population density here is no less than that of China's magic capital.

Although it has entered winter now, young women in short skirts can be seen everywhere on this street.

Perhaps it is a cultural tradition. In such a cold season, many young women in China wear miniskirts, but most of them wear long stockings to resist the cold.

But on the streets of Dongjing, you can see these young girls with their thighs bare, shopping happily in the cold wind.

For the sake of beauty, these young women really went all out.

"Honey, don't they feel cold?"

Liu Qingqing looked at these young Japanese girls who were so thinly dressed, so she couldn't help but asked suspiciously.

After all, the outdoor temperature in Tokyo is now below zero. Although there is no snow, it is still very cold. When Liu Qingqing went out, she put on a thick down jacket.

The cold wind blows over, and I still feel a little cold.

"It must be because I feel cold, but for the sake of beauty, stupid girls are going all out these days."

Ye Rongrong said.

When Ye Rongrong was working as a security guard at the South Zhejiang University, he heard from his colleagues that in the big stick country and the Japanese are stupid, and in the winter, young girls were still wearing short skirts with big white legs showing snowflakes. At that time, Ye Rongrong Some still don't believe it, and feel that what those colleagues said is a bit exaggerated.

Walking on the streets of Dongjing in the winter, all you see are big white legs, now Ye Rongrong understands that he used to be a frog in a well!

"Husband, do I have to dress like that on the street too?"

Liu Qingqing asked.

"you dare!"

Ye Rongrong shouted subconsciously, but Ye Rongrong immediately realized that his tone was a little heavy, and said hastily and gently: "Let's not learn from these stupid women these days. It's winter, and if it freezes, I will feel sorry for you." of."

"It looks great in short skirts,

You just looked straight at those big white legs. "

Liu Qingqing said with some taste.

"Well, I just took a look just because I was curious. They have wives there, you look good!"

Ye Rongrong said hurriedly.

It seems that my wife is jealous.

"What's so good about me? I'm wearing thick clothes, like pandas. These girls with thighs are more beautiful!"

Obviously, Liu Qingqing didn't want to let Ye Glory go so easily.

"Who said, this dress is thick and looks chubby, so it's comfortable to hold."

Ye Rongrong put his arms around Liu Qingqing and said.

"Hate!"

Liu Qingqing leaned happily in Ye Rongrong's arms.

At this time, Liu Qingqing frowned slightly, her eyes were puzzled, and her expression was very natural. This expression matched his appearance, which was particularly touching.

"Honey, I'm thirsty."

Liu Qingqing looked up at Ye Rongrong and said.

Along the way, the two of them were like men and women who just fell in love. They kissed when they couldn't come along the way, and now their mouths are dry.

After all, kissing is a lot of saliva.

"There's a fresh milk shop over there, let's go and have a look."

Ye Rongrong pointed to a fresh milk shop in front of him and said.

Many of the stupid characters these days use Chinese characters. Even people who don't understand Japanese can basically understand what these shops sell when they come to this commercial street.

"Excuse me, sir, what service do you need?"

Seeing Ye Rongrong and Liu Qingqing approaching, a young female shop assistant asked in blunt Chinese Mandarin.

Now many Chinese people come to Japan to travel, and now many waiters in Japanese stores know some simple Chinese and can communicate with Chinese people.

"You can see that we are Chinese?"

Liu Qingqing looked at the young shop assistant in surprise and asked.

"Well, Chinese people are a bit different from us stupid people in terms of temperament and dressing style. I often meet a lot of Chinese people in the store, so I can recognize you as Chinese people at a glance."

The young saleswoman explained.

"So that's it, then give me a cup of hot lemonade."

Liu Qingqing said.

"Sir, what do you want?"

said the young waitress.

"Give me some fresh milk!"

Ye Rongrong thought for a while and said.

The young clerk immediately smiled and said, "We have many kinds of fresh milk here. What kind of milk do you need, sir?"

"What fresh milk do you have in your store?" Ye Rongrong asked.

"Sir, we have cow's milk, mare's milk, goat's milk, pig's milk, human's milk, etc. in our store. What kind of milk do you need?"

The saleswoman smiled.

"You still have human breasts here?"

Liu Qingqing asked in surprise.

After all, the fresh milk bought in the metropolises of China is basically cow's milk. Of course, there is also horse's milk and goat's milk. As for pig's milk, basically no one drinks it and can't buy it.

It's just that this human milk makes Liu Qingqing very puzzled. Not only is there human milk here, but it is also fresh, so it must be freshly squeezed.

Thinking about it, Liu Qingqing felt a little unbelievable.

"Yes, we provide fresh human milk here, which can basically be expressed on site, but the price is much more expensive than milk. This is a booklet. You can choose any young lady in this booklet to do it for you on site. milking."

The young waitress took out a thick and exquisite booklet and handed it to Ye Rongrong and said.

"Let me see!"

Out of curiosity, Liu Qingqing took over the thick booklet and opened it curiously.

This booklet is full of photos of young women, and there are basic information of these young women below, including age, measurements, height, health conditions, and even photos of breast types.

"These are the photos of the current long-term milk nurses in our store. You can choose the milk nurse according to the photos. As long as you choose, we will call her and ask her to come to milk the milk immediately, because a special person will come. milking."

"Of course, you can also choose the way to eat human milk. Different ways of eating have different prices. You can squeeze the milk by yourself, and the price will be higher. It will be cheaper if the milkman helps you. If you suck with your mouth, then price……"

The young female clerk introduced Ye Rongrong and the others eloquently.

"Well, my husband only wants hot fresh milk, nothing else."

Liu Qingqing interrupted the young female shop assistant with a blushing face.

Stupid people are too open and perverted today.

Liu Qingqing couldn't accept this.

"OK, just a second."

Seeing that Liu Qingqing just ordered a glass of fresh milk, although the young female clerk was a little disappointed, she still spoke enthusiastically.

After all, if a customer orders this milk, the young female shop assistant will get a very high commission, which can be worth more than a week's salary.

But the choice is in the hands of the customer, and the young female shop assistant has no choice.

Two minutes later, a cup of fresh hot milk and a cup of hot lemon juice arrived in the hands of Ye Rongrong and Liu Qingqing.

"Honey, do you really want to drink that milk?"

After leaving the fresh milk shop, Liu Qingqing stared at Ye Rongrong and asked.

"Nonsense, the women in those photos are not as good-looking as your wife. If I want to drink, I will naturally drink your wife's. How can I drink someone else's?"

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"I hate it, I won't tell you anymore."

Liu Qingqing's face blushed immediately, and she was afraid to say this to Ye Rongrong.

Now Dudu is two years old, but Liu Qingqing has not been weaned yet. It's not that Dudu still needs to drink milk, but her husband drinks it every day, which makes Liu Qingqing unable to wean.

"Hehe, wife, there are many sellers in front, let's go and have a look."

Ye Rongrong smiled and took Liu Qingqing's hand and walked to the side of the street.

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