evening photos

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Nong was woken up on time by the alarm on his mobile phone. He rubbed his temples and sat up on the bed exhaustedly. His body and brain were still struggling in sleep, but with a little more perseverance than others, he still got out of bed After washing her face, she came to Shu Zhao's bedside:

"Xiao Zhao, wake up, we should go back."

Shu Zhao lifted the quilt to cover her face, completely shielding him.

Mo Nong continued to wake him up in a good-tempered manner, and pushed him on the shoulder,

"We really have to go back, we have to go to work at night!"

"No!" Shu Zhao's voice came from under the quilt: "If you want to go, go, don't bother me."

"No, get up quickly, Shu Zhao, Shu Zhao? Get up quickly."

He couldn't call Shu Zhao, so he had no choice but to lift his quilt to reveal his sleeping position curled up like a puppy. Mo Nong took the opportunity to rub his bald head, and then held Shu Zhao's face with both hands. shake right,

"Xiao Zhao, if you don't get up again, I will XX you."

This sentence was like pressing a switch, causing Shu Zhao's eyes to "pop" open, staring at him like two small light bulbs, and he moved his lips:

"I'll lend you three guts!"

Then the dead pig turned over without fear of the boiling water, and continued to rush to Duke Zhou.

Mo Nong's eyes slid around him, and finally settled on the hemispherical buttocks wrapped in boxer briefs, bent down, raised his hand, and slapped it down.

Especially elastic!Mo Nong is ready to strike again.

As soon as he bent down, he was hit by a pillow in the face, and then kicked on the stomach by Shu Zhao, his upper body was not stable enough, and in an instant he fell on Shu Zhao's body.

"Get up, get up, take advantage of me!" Shu Zhao pushed his head rudely.

Mo Nong clutched his injured stomach and lay on him like a dead dog. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bright red beanie hiding under the shirt and rising and falling with his white chest.

He suddenly felt a bit itchy, got up embarrassingly, turned his back and didn't dare to look any more.

Shu Zhao gritted her teeth dissatisfiedly at his back, got out of bed, put on her pants, and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

Both of them had returned to normal when they walked down the stairs, but Shu Zhao still held a grudge about being spanked. Mo Nong was shaking in front of him, and his butt was shaking too, so Shu Zhao shook his arm. Swipe, hit that ass with a palm.

Mo Nong had just walked down the stairs when he was suddenly spanked and turned around helplessly.Shu Zhao had an expression of how can you treat me, and he shook his head tremblingly. Mo Nong decided not to argue with him, but he never stopped slapping his butt all the way down the stairs to the place where the motorcycle was parked.

Mo Nong turned around wanting to cry, "Are you okay? Why are you so persistent? I just hit you and kicked you. What else do you want?"

Shu Zhao took the helmet and said smugly, "Is it not acceptable that you kick it back?"

"Come on," Mo Nong stepped onto the scooter, "I'm afraid you'll kick me to death again later, and your little arms and legs, I'll kick you to pieces again, but I can't afford it."

Shu Zhao put on the helmet, and because of the experience of the night before, she didn't pay attention anymore, and consciously held Mo Nong's waist, and even in her busy schedule, she didn't forget to put her hand in front of Mo Nong's eyes, and made a middle finger.

Mo Nong shook his head. At this moment, he really felt that Shu Zhao was still a child. No matter how arrogant he is usually, when it comes to such trivial matters, his childishness is completely exposed.

Cycling during the day is another experience than at night. This place is very remote. There are tall and thin trees planted on both sides of the path, and then there are wide fields outside. The breeze is blowing and the sun is warm.

In order to let him experience this beauty better, Mo Nong deliberately slowed down and drove steadily.Shu Zhao raised his head, opened his arms and enjoyed it beautifully, but it was still not enough. He suddenly grabbed Mo Nong's shoulders, kicked his legs hard on the feet, and slowly stood up.

In order to minimize wind resistance, the distance between the seat and the handlebars of motorcycles is longer than that of ordinary motorcycles, and the driver has to bend down as much as possible to get close to the body, so Mo Nong's body is already leaning forward, and now he is comfortable Taking him as a fulcrum, he also leaned on his back, swaggering against the wind like a flag.

His head tilted back and forth with the front of the car, and the warmth of the shoulders under the palms radiated through the cotton T-shirt, which was a reassuring force.

Mo Nong sent Shu Zhao home. Shu Zhao, a little heartless person, didn't ask anyone to come up and sit down.

"Go back and change quickly, see you later."

Mo Nong watched him take three steps and two steps up the stairs, and wanted to say that I don't need to change clothes, let me go to your house to drink some water and have a rest.But when he made up his mind, Shu Zhao had already closed the door and disappeared from his sight.

Mo Nong complained that his mud could not support the wall, and at the same time complained that Shu Zhao didn't know how to reciprocate.

Then I bought a fast food for two, and when Shu Zhao passed by his door with a completely new look, I shouted:

"Come in for dinner, I bought braised chicken drumsticks."

Shu Zhao immediately slid to his side, not seeing anything, eating very happily.

Heartless little bastard!Mo Nong stared at the seductive and coquettish dark blue shirt on his body, and suddenly asked:

"You seem to be only wearing a shirt? It's so hot, isn't it stuffy?"

Shu Zhao waved his greasy fingers, smacked his lips and said, "I don't only wear shirts, I can only wear long sleeves, and I can scare you to death in short sleeves, like a smoker."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and showed him his wrist.

Monon compared his wrist with his, and lamented: "Fortunately, you are white. If you were black, you would probably be a walking African refugee."

Shu Zhao also shrugged and lamented, "Yes."

"Then drink less alcohol and smoke less!"

"I really can't do this." Shu Zhao wiped his mouth with a piece of tissue paper, "Thank you for being a good young man. How about this week, when you are free, I will treat you to dinner."

Mo Nong smiled, squinted at him and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to buy me chicken?"

Shu Zhao immediately lifted up the hem of her clothes, patted herself, and straightened her waist, "Come on, you're welcome. I'll keep stuffing you in the mouth!"

Mo Nong showed some contempt: "You have a small body, don't you also have stunted growth?"

"Fuck you!" Shu Zhao was very unhappy: "Haven't you heard that thin people are not skinny? Don't say anything else, but my gun is still very majestic."

"Majestic..." Mo Nong was a bit dumbfounded, as if he was teasing a child.

The two of them wanted to chat again, when they heard two footsteps procrastinating, Xu Bobo passed by the door and saw Shu Zhao, and immediately squeezed in with a little girl whose tears were still on her face, closed the door and said mysteriously:

"Brother, can you do me a favor?"

Shu Zhao glanced at the girl who was crying like pear blossoms and rain, and she already understood what she was doing.

"Say."

Xu Bowen said: "Our little apple quarreled with her husband yesterday, and her husband said yesterday that he would divorce her. He thought it was just for fun, but that little bastard took all her penis and cash away this morning. Oh, you see, I even kicked her. I just wanted to..." She was a little embarrassed, with a flattering smile on her face,

"Can you go to her house and help get her back?"

Shu Zhao didn't reply right away, looked at Little Apple from head to toe, and then asked, "Does he know your password?"

Little Apple nodded aggrievedly: "He knows."

Shu Zhao rolled her eyes, leaned on the cabinet and said, "Based on my experience, your husband will definitely take out all the money in this card immediately. It's useless for us to go, but if you think about it, your family still has money." If there is anything else of value, I will make a trip for you, and I will count as much as I can get back."

"Oh brother, thank you so much!" Xu Bobo was overjoyed, hugged Shu Zhao and said kindly: "Should I find some people to accompany you? Her husband is a local, and he is also an asshole."

Shu Zhao didn't take Qiao, and immediately replied: "Who can't you ask for money? If you don't have any relatives, how can someone help you? If you go to ask for money, won't you give me a cent? If you give, you How much is appropriate?"

Xu Bobo asked: "Then what should I do? Can you go by yourself?"

The corners of Shu Zhao's eyes flicked away, and they slipped to Mo Nong, who was watching the fun, and he raised his chin at him,

"Will you come with me?"

Shu Zhao asked him to go with him after careful consideration.One is that the other party is a local, and Mo Nong is also considered half a local. He looks like a son of a rich family, and he can be somewhat useful; second, as he said, it costs money to find anyone. But Mo Nong definitely doesn't like this little money, people are purely there to help.

As for this debt of favor... Anyway, he owes him a lot of favors, and the debt is not overwhelming, and he doesn't care about this extra time.

And he has a justifiable excuse:

"Don't you think you want to open a KTV? How can you figure out the doorway here just in the dressing room? You have to understand the people's sentiments, right? At least you have to know how ugly you are to know how to keep the little girl for you Do you want to work part-time? Only by keeping the little girl can you keep the customers, right? If you keep the customers, you will make money, right? If you make money, you will be happy, right?"

Mo Nong looked at Shu Zhao talking nonsense in a serious manner, the more he said, the more reasonable he became, and he had a look on his face that I really have the talent and really know how to deceive people.

After Shu Zhao finished speaking, she still looked at him shamelessly, with the small pride of you coming to praise me in her eyes.

Mo Nong's answer was to put his hand on his egg-like head, and touched it playfully.

Shu Zhao opened his hand violently, "I warn you, if you touch my head again, I'll beat you up! Squat down!"

Oh, the two of them are now in the corridor of Little Apple's house, on the second floor, facing the entrance of the corridor, it is gloomy and dark, and there is a lifeless street light in front of the entrance of the corridor.

Mo Nong: "Why do you want me to squat down?"

Shu Zhao: "What if he sees the two of us turn our heads and run away? You hide, don't let him see you, wait for him to relax his vigilance and come up to open the door, and then immediately restrain him, we two are left and right, You do black face, I do red face, keep the medicine until the disease is cured."

Mo Nong really admired the twists and turns in his heart.

Shu Zhao rummaged through the pile of paper shells in the corner, threw a few small ones upstairs, took out a large paper shell, stood it up, and directed Mo Nong back,

"Quick, squat in."

Mo Nong's face was all wrinkled: "You want me to hide it in a cardboard box?"

"Otherwise, where are you hiding? Don't talk nonsense, go in!"

"Why don't you go in yourself?"

Shu Zhao's eyes widened: "What if you scare him away? Look at your expression, didn't you say that you are here to help! Why are you talking so much nonsense, come in!"

Mo Nong squatted down full of complaints, and Shu Zhao buckled the cardboard box. He was like a little beggar who was painted in a prison, squatting in these four low walls, with his feet on the concrete floor and his head covered with corridor dust.

He was already curled up uncomfortable, but Shu Zhao put his hands on his shoulders as if he were a stone pier.He heard a rustling, and then a clatter.

"Hey, give me one."

Shu Zhao glanced at him condescendingly, with contempt in his eyes:

"Stop smoking, light the paper shell again, hold it in."

Mo Nong felt aggrieved, "Didn't you ask me to help you? You treat people like this!"

He gritted his teeth in humiliation, feeling that he was more pitiful than picking up rags.

"Look at you, you're chatty," Shu Zhao didn't look at him, flicked the cigarette ash, stared at the entrance of the corridor and whispered: "I really don't want to lie to you this time, a new DJ will come in a few days, just debuted .I'll take you there and let you know what's going on here."

What I want to say here is: Aren’t people divided into left-handers and right-handers? In fact, there are left-handers and right-handers when smoking.

As soon as he did it smoothly, and he didn't pay attention again, Mo Nong, who was squatting on his right hand, hissed,

"Why do I feel hot on the top of my head, is it because I have a cold?"

Shu Zhao flicked the cigarette ash again, tilted his head in the darkness and looked at the faint light in the mist of smoke, and quickly threw the cigarette away, and hit Mo Nong's head hard, and he continued to beat While spitting on the top of his head:

"Bah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!"

Mo Nongchu stood up, and fluttered his hair frantically,

"Can you do it! Some fucking people use human heads as ashtrays! Damn it!"

"Then why don't you pay attention! You are squatting next to my hand, can I pay attention?"

"How the hell do I know you're so unreliable!"

"Don't move!" Shu Zhao roared, pulling his head and groping carefully: "Let me see, do you feel anything? Does it hurt?"

Mo Nong held his breath and felt his scalp intently, wondering, "I don't seem to feel anything."

Shu Zhao buttoned it with his fingers in the center of his head, "It won't burn out, right?" After buttoning, he squinted at his nails, "You have dandruff."

"Fart, I've never had dandruff!" Mo Nong raised his head and stared at his nails, "Could it be soot?"

The two of them were looking at Shu Zhao's finger to analyze the difference between soot and dandruff, when they heard the sound of walking downstairs, and it was too late, Shu Zhao pressed Mo Nong's head suddenly, and moved his hand If you don’t have enough strength, press him back into the cardboard box in the corner.

Mo Nong was caught off guard by being pushed by him, and when he fell down, he slammed the back of his head against the wall. He rubbed his severely frustrated head, and ran two words in line in his mind, oh no, four words——

Damn it!

Seeing that Shu Zhao was alone, the man hesitated for two seconds before walking up the stairs.

"You are Wang Hui?" Shu Zhao's tone was cold.

Wang Hui took out the key and opened the door, "Apple told you to come, you told her to talk to me about something, I don't have time..."

Shu Zhao kicked him in the door, Mo Nong rushed out after him, closed the door and locked it, the cooperation was perfect.

Shu Zhao turned on the light, without saying a word, went directly into the bedroom and opened the drawer, found some jewelry and put them in a plastic bag, and started smashing and throwing them in the living room again after leaving the bedroom.

"Who are you? If you're like this, I'm going to call the police!" The man surnamed Wang sat on the ground and looked at Shu Zhao in a panic.

He rummaged around and stuffed the valuables into plastic bags when he found them.

"You report, I wish you could call the police! Who are we?" Shu Zhao took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket, slapped it on the tea table, pointed at him and said in a vicious voice, "Your wife owes me 20 yuan! She said If you don’t have any money, tell me to look for you. Don’t let me turn over? Okay, come, come, bring the money, and I’ll leave right away.”

The person surnamed Wang was not so easy to fool, and immediately snorted coldly and stuck his neck, "Who are you lying to! Apple never borrows money, and owes you 20 yuan? You can make up nonsense and make it decent!"

"Even if I lied to you," Shu Zhao kicked the things beside his feet, such as photo frames, teacups, and remote controls, and he kicked them aside unceremoniously. Really, look at the date, name, and ID card number on it. Is any of it fake? If you don’t accept it, you take this IOU and sue me! Why don’t you pay the money you fucking owe? That’s it Things are worth ass money!"

He shook the plastic bag, then threw it on the TV cabinet, and sat down on the sofa carelessly, "There are passbooks, xx, she said she still has 4 yuan in your hand, stop talking nonsense, give it to me quickly." money."

The one surnamed Wang got up from the ground, and looked at the tall and burly Mo Nong at the door with fear.

Mo Nong was also good at acting, he caught the cigarette case flying in the air, took a cigarette and put it in his mouth and lit it, raised his chin, and stared at him coldly with the end of his eyes.

Shu Zhao applauded Wang behind his back, giving him a thumbs up to express his affirmation of his acting skills.

The one surnamed Wang was a little timid, so he softened his attitude and said to Shu Zhao:

"brother,"

"Don't, don't call me brother, who is your brother?" Shu Zhao coaxed: "It's called Brother Shu, that one, that's one of the partners of Xingang City, several KTVs in Wuxing have our boss Mo Shares. Little Apple’s money was borrowed by Mr. Mo. It’s called Mr. Mo!”

The surname Wang nodded and bowed to Mo Nong: "Mr. Mo."

Mo Nong ignored him at all, and said to Shu Zhao: "Don't talk nonsense with him, call the police. I think this house is worth a little money, and then sell it to pay off the debt."

"Don't, don't, don't," the surname Wang quickly reached out to stop Shu Zhao, "Let's talk about it, talk about it. I divorced Apple, and she will lend you the money and ask her to pay it back. It doesn't matter to me. You go to her." , how about I call her and ask her to come back?"

Shu Zhao snorted coldly: "Are you a man? Push your wife into the fire if something happens to your mother!"