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Mr. Ping is a frequent customer of the teahouse, and he is generous, like a local rich man.

But Mr. Ping has a characteristic, that is, Mr. Ping will only come over when Master Hong is on stage.

It's not surprising that this matter is strange, because the guys in the teahouse are no strangers to it, after all, who is their boss, Master Hong?She is a thousand times more beautiful than the girl herself. Once she puts on makeup, puts on a patch, and puts on big water sleeves, she looks like a stunning beauty. I don't know how many bosses came to hold the stage.

Mr. Ping is just one of them, so it is not surprising.

Master Hong is the owner of a tea house, and his family is a scholarly family. Because grandpa likes to sing, Master Hong also learned from him. He has some preferences for this. In addition, he has a weird personality, unlike people nowadays who like fashionable songs Relatively speaking, he prefers old songs like flowers as a matchmaker, so Lord Hong always sings them in the teahouse when he is in the mood.

As long as Master Hong comes out, those who throw money will flock to him. Every time there is Mr. Ping, Mr. Ping usually seems to be a decent person, but once Master Hong comes out, he immediately becomes a dog who is always yelling. Can't wait to stick out my tongue.

The guys have already seen clearly what kind of dishonest person Mr. Ping is...

This day, Mr. Tian Ping held a regular meeting in the company. Today's regular meeting has to solve a very big plan. Mr. Ping's subordinates have already planned three kinds of plans, abc, and they are just waiting for the big boss to come up with the plan.

Mr. Ping was thinking about it, the air in the conference room was very anxious, but at this moment, he heard "Flowers bloom in four seasons, all of which are naturally caused..." It turned out to be the voice of Pingju, and the people in the conference room With a "swish", all eyes focused on Mr. Ping.

Mr. Ping coughed and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. It was a call from his secretary. Mr. Ping left an important homework for his secretary, which was to stay in a teahouse for a while, because Mr. Hong's appearance was irregular. Mr. Ping had no choice but to leave his secretary behind, drinking tea and eating snacks with the restaurant every day.

At this time, the secretary called suddenly, and Mr. Ping answered it immediately.

The secretary's voice was sonorous and powerful, and said: "Mr. Ping, Mr. Hong is here."

When Mr. Ping heard this, he stood up and said, "Sort up the plan and send it to my email in a while."

As he spoke, he strode out of the meeting room and disappeared in a flash. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. They always felt that Mr. Ping was in such a state, as if he was rushing to the bridal chamber!

Mr. Ping rushed out of the meeting room, and a secretary came up to him and said, "Mr. Ping, are you going out? Do you want the driver to drive?"

Mr. Ping waved his hand and said, "I will drive by myself."

As he spoke, he took the special elevator down to the underground garage, picked up the car, and hurriedly drove to the teahouse.

There was still a traffic jam on the road, and it took Mr. Ping half an hour to arrive at the teahouse. The road was so congested that he left the car on the side of the road. Mr. Ping rushed all the way here.

The weather is hot now, Mr. Ping was wearing a suit, and while rushing into the restaurant, he took off his tie and suit and threw them on the ground, looking like he was going to kick the restaurant.

The few tables sitting at the door looked directly at this side, but the waiter recognized Mr. Ping, greeted him with a smile, and said, "Mr. Ping, you are here today, do you still sit there?"

Mr. Ping stretched his neck, seeing that work was over on the stage, he immediately regretted his wrists, thinking that he was late, and the secretary's salary would be deducted because of the traffic jam on the road!

While loosening the collar of his shirt, Mr. Ping said, "No need, call you Master Hong over here."

Another tone of kicking the hall...

There were a few tables next to me who didn't know the situation, so I was so scared that I put down my tea money and left.

The guy was really well-informed and said with a smile: "Master Ping, I'm so sorry, my boss has just been called away."

When Mr. Ping heard this, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and said, "What? Called away?"

The clerk nodded and said, "Yes, just now, Lord Hong went up to the third floor. Master Du, who often comes to cheer on us, is here again today. Please come over and reward Master Hong."

Mr. Ping frowned and said, "Didn't Master Hong not accept the reward?"

The clerk smiled and said, "Hey Master Ping, it's not that Mr. Du always comes here, and he always sees you without looking up. Isn't it not good to not give face? It's true, Master Hong is up there, why don't you wait for a while?"

Mr. Ping frowned even deeper, and said, "No, that Du guy looks uneasy and kind, I want to go up."

The man hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Wait, Lord Ping, you can't go up."

The buddy added silently in his heart, Mr. Ping is better than Mr. Ping, right?

Mr. Ping walked upstairs, and quickly went up to the second floor with his long legs. The man chased after him all the way, and finally caught up with Mr. Ping at the door of the third floor, saying: "Master Ping, don't go, even if there is something, Hong What are you worried about with that method?"

Mr. Ping: "..."

Hong Xiao, also known as Hong Ye, the owner of the teahouse, is indeed a ruthless man. In fact, Hong Ye is not very old, and he is still very young, but he is not only good at singing, but also a good fighter, with a good temper. It is inversely proportional to the appearance of the face, how beautiful the face is, how hot the temper is, Mr. Ping knows this.

I have experienced so much, Mr. Ping and Hong Xiao are already together, although Hong Xiao has never expressed that he likes Mr. Ping, but Hong Xiao is the kind of very young person, I really can’t say it, Mr. Ping is also special I like him, the development of the two is not bad.

Master Hong has no experience at all, not even with women, let alone men. Mr. Ping is very comfortable with Master Hong. Every time he only needs one or two strokes, Hong Xiao will immediately lose the battle and cry It's sputtering, it doesn't have the usual feeling of aloofness at all, and it suddenly turns into soft fingers.

but……

Mr. Ping felt that something was wrong recently. He and Hong Xiao were on good terms, but Hong Xiao suddenly stopped letting him go to bed, and didn’t live in his house anymore. He ran back to the teahouse by himself and didn’t see him, as if deliberately avoiding him. .

Mr. Ping has been busy with work recently, and he never sees Hong Xiao. He has been abstinent for more than a month, and he feels like he is going to explode.

Now that Hong Xiao still ran to see Mr. Du, Mr. Ping was full of jealousy.

Mr. Ping walked in with big strides, and said, "Let me go there. What if something happens to Hong'er?"

The guy really wanted to laugh, how could something happen to the boss with his aggressive appearance, if Mr. Du is not clean, everyone just pray that Mr. Du will not be half-crippled!

The two were still in a stalemate in front of the door when they heard a loud "Boom!!!" followed by "Bang Bang Bang" and "Ouch Ouch" begging for mercy.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! Master Hong! Grandpa Hong! Don't hit me! Oops!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Ping and his buddy rushed into the door, "Boom!" The door was opened with a bang, and they saw Hong Xiao wearing a long red gown, which set off his slender and tall figure, and the wide gown couldn't hide those big eyes. The long legs seemed to be wrapped in a layer of flames, which set off the fair cheeks so delicately.

However, it was such Master Hong who was kicking Master Du who was rolling on the ground with all his might.

Master Du was rolling back and forth, Master Hong sneered and said, "I'll give you some color, and you want to start a dyeing workshop with me?"

Master Du hugged his stomach in pain and kept begging for mercy, kicking his face so badly.

Mr. Ping saw that there was something wrong, if Mr. Hong kicked again, Mr. Du would probably be useless, so he rushed up, hugged Mr. Hong from behind, and said, "Honger, Honger, don't kick, don't kick, it will kill you!" Already!"

When Master Hong saw Mr. Ping coming, he bent his elbow back angrily, "Boom!" and hit Mr. Ping's chest with a sound.

Mr. Ping yelled "Oh" and coughed a few times. Mr. Hong broke free from Mr. Kaiping's shackles, looked back and rolled on the ground, Mr. Du, and said, "Take him out, and he will not be allowed to enter the teahouse in the future... ...Also, my hands are hurting, don't forget to go to Du's house to ask for medical expenses."

The man wiped his cold sweat and said, "...Yes, Lord."

After Lord Hong finished speaking, Shi Shiran walked out of the room, and Mr. Ping kept chasing after him, saying, "Hong'er, Hong'er, walk slowly, you almost killed me with your elbow just now."

Mr. Hong didn't walk slowly, and still walked with his long legs. Mr. Ping followed him step by step. Mr. Ping felt sensitively that his family Hong'er seemed to be having a fight, otherwise it was impossible not to speak. The anger was so angry just now, she rushed It's menopause, and Master Du obviously made a sack to vent his anger, but it's obviously that Master Du asked for it in a hurry...

Mr. Ping chased Hong Xiao all the way, shouting: "Hong'er, Xiaoxiao, walk slowly... Don't your hands hurt, can I help you brag? Why are you ignoring me, Hong'er... Why!"

"Bang!!"

Before Mr. Ping could finish his sentence, Master Hong went up to the fourth floor of the teahouse, entered his room, and closed the door with a "bang", the door almost hit Mr. Ping's nose.

Mr. Ping didn't know what happened to Master Hong, he was obviously having a fight with himself, but Mr. Ping didn't know what was going on at all, could it be that he felt that he had offended Master Hong?

Mr. Ping touched his nose, not sure what the problem was.

In fact, Mr. Ping did not expect that he would be able to catch up with Hong Ye, because Hong Ye said before that he likes young, petite, gentle, considerate, and a little shy. It's a woman, a lovely woman.

This is Hong Ye's standard. As for Mr. Ping, he is tall and tall, much taller than Hong Ye. He is not petite. He is ten years older than Hong Ye. A quasi-uncle.

But no one said that Mr. Ping was an uncle, because Mr. Ping was a good hand at wandering among the flowers. Before meeting Mr. Hong, Mr. Ping had walked among thousands of flowers without touching his body, and he did a lot of tricks.

Not to mention his personality, he is not shy at all. He let Master Hong sleep with him the first time they met. Master Hong will remember him for the rest of his life. It is a good thing that he was not beaten half disabled.

Mr. Ping's character is indeed a bit frivolous, but after meeting Lord Hong, he restrained himself a lot, never messed with women, and became a top ten good man.

However, even if Mr. Ping is one of the top ten good men, he is still old, not petite, not shy...

Mr. Ping didn't know where the problem was. More than a month ago, he and Hong'er were still inseparable, and when they met, they would be in a daze. As long as he is teased a little, Lord Hong will definitely become limp, and will be at the mercy of Mr. Ping.

Mr. Ping knocked on the door and said with a smile, "Hong'er, have you had lunch yet? Shall I invite you out for lunch?"

There was no sound at all in the room.

Mr. Ping: "..."

Mr. Ping knocked on the door until his voice became hoarse, so he had to stretch out his hand to scratch the door, just like a troubled cat, scratching the door with a "squeak".

After scratching for about 10 minutes, I heard a "squeak—" and the door opened. Mr. Ping was overjoyed immediately, and his mouth was almost grinning to the ear.

However, Mr. Ping took a closer look and found that it wasn't Hong'er from his family. There was still someone in Hong'er's room!

The one who came out of the door was a little bun, not half as tall as Mr. Ping, wearing a small blue cheongsam, with two small balls tied with Chunli's hair on his head, looking pink and tender, very cute, Ping Sir, this is Hong'er's little niece.

The little bun came out of the door, biting a lollipop, closed the door with his hand back, and looked up at Mr. Ping, like a little door god.

Just as Mr. Ping was about to open his mouth to curry favor with this little ancestor, the little girl suddenly said decently: "Grandpa Ping, uncle said to scratch the door again and throw you out to feed the dogs."

Mr. Ping: "..."

Mr. Ping frowned, knelt down and put his arms around the little girl, and said with a flattering expression, "Good boy, how can you call me uncle like that? I'm not Grandpa Ping, call me Uncle Ping."

The little girl shook her head, and the little balls on Chunli's head dangled, and said, "No, no, uncle told me to call you that. Uncle said you are too old to be called uncle."

Mr. Ping: "..." That can't be called grandpa, I'm not yet forty!

Mr. Ping asked the little girl to sit on his lap. He had been prepared for a long time, and took out a cute little box from his arms. After opening it, there were two braided ropes for binding hair, and two small clips.

Don't look at these things that are just for coaxing children, but Mr. Ping put a lot of effort into it and asked his secretary to customize it specially. The cute bear on the clip is made of diamonds, which are very shiny, and the braided rope is made of sapphire. This small box of things Simply worth it.

Mr. Ping let the little girl sit in his arms, then took off her Chunli head, and tied her into two ponytails. To be honest, Mr. Ping's craftsmanship is so poor that it makes people want to cry, but his mouth is so sweet .

Mr. Ping smiled and said, "Oh, it's so beautiful."

The little girl was so happy immediately, she reached out and pulled her ponytails, but she couldn't see it herself, so she could only listen to what Mr. Ping said.

Mr. Ping said again: "Come on, I'll help you put the little clip on, so that it will be more beautiful."

The little girl sat down obediently immediately, and Mr. Ping picked up the small card and put it on her, and the little girl giggled happily.

Mr. Ping said: "Such a beautiful little girl must be a good girl, please call me Uncle Ping."

The little girl was successfully bought by Mr. Ping, touched the little clip on her head, and said, "Uncle Ping."

"Squeak-"

Before Mr. Ping had time to be happy, the door opened again, Master Hong stood at the door with a gloomy face, looking down at Mr. Ping who was squatting on the ground.

Mr. Ping immediately became happy, hugged the little girl, and said, "Hong'er, you finally opened the door!"

Master Hong squinted his eyes, looking at his little niece's head of hair that looked like a chicken coop. The nice little balls of Chunli were untied and tied into two messy double ponytails, asymmetrical, one high and the other low. , with two small clips pinched on his head, as if he had two extra eyes...

When the little girl saw her uncle, she smiled and said, "Uncle, do you think I look good?"

The corner of Master Hong's mouth twitched. He still remembered that after Mr. Ping combed the little girl's hair last time, he just told the truth, which was not good-looking. As a result, the little girl was traumatized and ran away yelling that uncle was a bad guy.

Master Hong couldn't let himself be a bad person, let Mr. Ping, a big bad wolf, be a good person, so he had no choice but to say with a stiff face, "It's very beautiful."

Who would have thought that the little girl was stunned for a moment, then wrinkled her face like a little bun, burst into tears with a "wow", and shouted: "Uncle lied, uncle thinks I'm not good-looking!"

Said and ran away...

Master Hong: "..." What's going on?Is it so obvious to be deceiving?

Mr. Ping was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud, his stomach ached from laughing, he held his stomach and said, "Hong'er... Hong'er, do you know how stiff your expression was just now, even a child could see it Oh...my Hong'er is so cute."

Master Hong wanted to stomp his feet angrily, but he lost his demeanor, so he simply raised his foot quickly and ruthlessly, and kicked Mr. Ping's stomach with a "boom".

Mr. Ping howled like a pig, and shouted: "Murder my husband, if you kick a little wrong, I will die!"

Master Hong glared at him, not wanting to listen to his nonsense, and immediately turned around to close the door and was about to leave. Mr. Ping hurriedly followed, stretched out his hand, and caught it decisively in the crack of the door.

"Ow!!!"

Mr. Ping let out a scream that resounded through the teahouse. Master Hong was startled, thinking he was going to cut him off, so he let go of his hand quickly. Mr. Ping rushed in with a "stab", then closed the door, and landed. Lock.

Master Hong stared at him, knowing that he had been tricked.

Mr. Ping covered his hand, showed him his wrist, and said, "Look, it's really red, a little peeling, it must be bruised, it really hurts, Hong'er come and blow it on for me, and I won't hurt if I blow it on." It hurts."

Lord Hong ignored him, walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea and drank it.

Mr. Ping hurriedly ran over with a shy face, without sitting down, smiled and hugged him from the back, bowed his head and kissed Master Hong's ear, and said with a smile: "Hong'er, what's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

When Master Hong was kissed by him, he trembled violently, and immediately stretched out his hand to struggle, but Mr. Ping held him tightly to prevent him from breaking free. He hugged him even tighter, and couldn't help but break Master Hong's chin, and kissed on his lips.

Master Hong let out a "uh" in his throat, and his body struggled violently, but Mr. Ping was already prepared, but he didn't let go. Master Hong only kissed Mr. Heping, and he didn't have any skills at all. Lips, licking and sipping, Master Hong struggled twice, then softened in an instant.

There was a "um..." sound in his throat, and his breath became faster, as if he couldn't breathe, he twisted his body and reached out to hug Mr. Ping's back and neck. Although he was still young, he couldn't resist anymore.

Mr. Ping was overjoyed, his Hong'er was so sensitive, as soon as he touched it, he immediately turned into soft fingers.

Mr. Ping kissed Lord Hong until he was out of breath, his face was flushed, his eyes were squinted in confusion, and he looked like he couldn't bear it.

Mr. Ping hadn't done anything for more than a month, and immediately picked up Master Hong in surprise, strode inside, threw Master Hong on the bed, quickly kissed him again, and at the same time unbuttoned Master Hong's clothes.

The fiery red gown slipped off Master Hong's white body, with a "swish -" sound, because of the hot weather, there was almost no clothes inside, only a pair of underwear left.

Mr. Ping was almost dazzled by the scene in front of him, and immediately stretched out his hand to caress Master Hong's body, pulled off his underwear, bent Master Hong's legs, and said with a smile, "Hong'er is so beautiful."

It's good that Mr. Ping didn't speak, but when he spoke, Master Hong woke up suddenly, sat up with a "ho", and with a "boom", his forehead just hit Mr. Ping's chin.

Mr. Ping let out a scream, and his teeth were bled immediately. This time he really screamed, and Master Hong's forehead was also red.

Before he had time to cover his mouth, Mr. Ping reached out to touch Master Hong's forehead, and said, "Hong'er, Hong'er, how is it? Did it hurt?"

As soon as Mr. Ping spoke, the blood flowed down from his mouth and splashed onto Mrs. Hong's snow-white underwear. Mrs. Hong was so startled that he quickly covered Mr. Ping's mouth and jumped out of bed to stop the bleeding. medicine.

Mr. Hong was busy all the time, Mr. Ping smirked and applied the hemostatic medicine to his mouth. The hemostatic medicine was powder, and it was a pain to put it on the gums, but Mr. Ping didn't seem to notice it, and kept looking at Master Hong with a smirk.

Master Hong couldn't take it anymore, so he said, "What are you laughing at?"

Mr. Ping said with a smile: "I thought Hong'er was angry and ignored me. I didn't expect Hong'er to care about me so much. Of course I'm going to laugh."

When Master Hong heard it, his face was a little awkward, and he looked away slightly, and Mr. Unpeace looked at each other.

Mr. Ping saw that something was wrong, his little Hong'er was obviously still upset and angry, but Mr. Ping had no idea why!