Urban Young Fairy

In the private room, the atmosphere is a bit nervous.

"Xiao Yang, what do you want to do!" Zhong Shuyu looked at the boy standing in front of him, biting his lip and his face was ugly.

"What do I want, you won't know, Zhong Shuiyu." Xiao Yang put down the microphone in his hand and walked around in front of Zhong Shuiyu. He smiled and said: "I heard that you are now a teacher. Is that right? Then I should call you Zhong."

"Teacher, my favorite teacher and nurse. I used to chase you in school for so long. You are not willing to promise me. Why?"

Xiao Yang looked up and down the clock, and his eyes revealed a bit of greedy look.

"I said, I don't like you, we are not possible, don't pester me." Zhong Shuyu finished talking, Xiao Yang grinned and nodded.

"I don't like it, is it possible?"

Xiao Yang’s face suddenly sank, turned and kicked, and squatted on the old man’s body.

"what!"

The old man screamed, his face full of fear, curled up there.

"Dad!"

Seeing Xiao Yang's action, Zhong Shuiyu's face changed: "Xiao Yang, what do you want to do!"

"What are you doing, killing people and paying their debts to pay back the debts. Isn't this a matter of righteousness? Your boss has lost more than one million in my home. I am now in debt as a debtor." Speaking, while looking at the old man shivering, his eyes were disdainful.

"One million!"

When Zhong Shuiyu heard this, his face was slightly white and his lips were biting.

Her salary is only over 3,000 yuan.

"Yes, your dad is a gentleman. I let him play a little bit. He doesn't do it. Every dish is 10,000. After your dad lost money, the venue will not borrow any more. But who makes me like you? Is it, look at your teacher, I have given you more than one million baht." Xiao Yang sneered.

"This is all designed by you!" Even if Zhong Shuyu is stupid, if he hears Xiaoyang, it will come to understand.

It was this Xiaoyang co-worker who gave her dad a pit.

"How can I say this? Originally, your dad didn't just love to gamble. I provided him with a platform and opportunity, and when your dad got the most, he won more than 2 million. Isn't it, uncle?" Xiao Yang looked at the old man.

"Yes, I originally won more than two million, that is, that one, the top, a stud, all gone!" The old man's face showed a few regrets.

"Water rain, as long as I give me another chance, I am sure I can return to this!" The old man turned his face and said with indignation: "The luck is that bad!"

"Dad! You still want to bet!" Seeing the old man's appearance, Zhong Shuiyu's face changed and changed.

"How can I do it without gambling? It’s only a few thousand dollars to find a job in a month. What can I do? As long as I can close my hand in time, I will make a profit without losing it! Water rain, and I found a trick to ensure that I will Will not lose money!" The old man said here, just full of fear on the face, a happy look.

"Well, people like uncles will definitely not lose money." Xiao Yang made a look at the three people on the side.

One of them thought about it, and immediately slammed it on the face of the old man.

"what!"

The old man was called out by the slap in the palm of his hand, and half of his face was red.

"Stop! What are you doing!" Zhong Shuiyu rushed forward and guarded the old man.

"I said, killing people, paying back debts, I am paying for debts." Xiao Yang sneered: "Zhong Shuiyu, today you have two choices, or I will give you three days to let you Going to raise money, but today, your dad has to leave a hand."

Xiaoyang’s voice just fell, and a person directly took a fruit knife from his arms. He slammed the fruit knife directly into the coffee table next to him.

The face of Zhong Shuiyu became ugly, and the old man was horrified and wide-eyed: "Prostitute, niece! You can't let them do this!"

"The second choice, that is, your teacher Zhong served me well and served me comfortably. Today, your dad can safely pass this day. If I wait for one time, I will pay 50,000 yuan, what your dad owes. Money, you only need to accompany me more than twenty times, and it will be."

Xiao Yang grinned and smiled: "This is all in the face of your teacher, 50,000 pieces, which is definitely the price of the top-rated chicken."

"Xiao Yang, you dream!" Zhong Shuyu clenched his teeth and glared at Xiao Yang in front of him.

Xiao Yang shook his head and took out a suit from the bag behind him. It was a set of pink lingerie. The whole set of underwear was hollow lace-shaped, and there was a rabbit tail behind the clothes.

As long as you put it on, the guarantee will reveal a lot of meat.

"This set of underwear, I am looking for someone, specially tailored for your Zhong teacher, you look at the position of the chest open, to ensure that you can adapt to your size." Xiao Yang mouth only slammed, the set in the hand The clothes were thrown to the bells and rains.

"Now, I will give you five minutes to consider, either put on this suit and wait for me. When I am cool, you are safe today, but if you can't, then you can only take it first. Take your hand."

Speaking of the back, Xiao Yang's face has gradually gloomy.

"Water rain, prostitute! You can't let them do this! I am your father! Prostitute, I can't, can't have no hands." The old man heard Xiao Yang's words, his face full of horror, the whole face, wrinkles Crumpled and huddled, holding the arms of Zhong Shuiyu with both hands.

Zhong Shuyu bit his lip and threw out the suit in front of him.

When the old man saw it, he climbed over and smashed his clothes back. He was desperately rushing toward Zhong Shuiyu’s arms: "Be obedient, prostitute, you obey! As long as I have passed this time, I will definitely not lose in the future. Money! I promise, I promise!"

The old man’s voice is straight.

"There are still four minutes." Xiao Yang, a pair of old gods, looked at the old man and Zhong Shuiyu with interest.

He imagined that Zhong Shuiyu changed into the look of the suit and his eyes flickered.

"The suit is not just a simple feeling, but the clothes are immersed in the medicine."

"As long as you are wearing the rain, I have to look at it. Under the influence of drugs, you have installed so many years of innocence, can you continue to carry it down, and then you will take pictures of your swaying, and later you Isn't it just for me?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang couldn't help but laugh out, sitting on the sofa and cocking his legs.

Zhong Shuyu’s lips were bitten out of the blood.

"Three minutes." Xiao Yang said coldly.

"Prostitute! Prostitute!" The old man was pale~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The arm of Zhong Shuiyu was dying.

Seeing Zhong Shuiyu has not spoken, and there is no action. The old man’s face suddenly changed, and he screamed at Zhong Shuiyu: “Zhong Shuiyu! Don’t forget who raised you! I am You see me! You raised me, you have to listen to me!"

"Put the clothes on! Don't let Xiao Yang play! Not dead!"

"Dad! How can you talk like this!" Zhong Shui rain face like a gray, heart like a needle.

"You want me to say something! Ah? I am your father, your father is having trouble now. If you are a daughter, can't you sacrifice it?" The old man blushes and is fierce.

Zhong Shuyu clenched his fists, and his fingernails were embedded in flesh and blood.

"Two minutes." Xiao Yang licked his lips and gestured with a man next to him.

The man's intention was to pull the fruit knife out of the table, pinch the handle, and play in the hand.

"Mom! Wear it quickly, wear it!" The old man’s face flashed a touch of fear, and turned to a hateful iron. When he took the set of underwear, he would reach for it. Zhong Shuyu's clothes.

When Xiao Yang saw it, his mouth tilted slightly, and he looked at Zhong Shuiyu's face with indignation and humiliation, but he couldn't help but look like his heart.

"A good pit daughter's jealousy." A faint voice suddenly rang in the private room.

Xiao Yang sneaked a little, turned his head and saw that he did not know when, there was one more person in the private room.

A teenager, wearing a white t-shirt, a pair of worn jeans, a pair of old sneakers, a face that is not very handsome.

He leaned back on the sofa, holding his head with one hand and eating a slice of watermelon in his mouth.