Cangzhou monster story

Leaning closer to her, "Girl, since this is the case, you and I are destined. What's your name?"

A Ling tried her best to distance herself, "My name is A Ling."

"Miss Ling'er, my name is Li Wenqin." Li Wenqin smiled familiarly and moved a little closer, brushing A Ling's hand serving the dishes intentionally or unintentionally.

A Ling suppressed her outburst of temper, pretended to be shy, and ran out the door with her head buried.

Might as well crash into Boss Meng's arms.As soon as Boss Meng lowered his head, he caught sight of A Ling's murderous eyes, and was about to speak in confusion when he heard Li Wenqin warmly say in the room, "Miss Ling'er, don't go, let's have a drink together."

A Ling gritted her teeth and said to Boss Meng in a low voice: "Take care of him, I'm afraid I can't help but kill him."

Boss Meng understood instantly, and walked into the room with a smile, "Mr. Li, this is my fine wine, try it."

Saying that, he patted the mud seal open.The mellow smell of wine dissipated, and Li Wenqin withdrew his thoughts instantly, and exchanged glasses with Boss Meng until late at night.

Li Wenqin didn't get up until the sun was high on the second day, and walked into the front hall with a hache, and saw A Ling busy in front of the counter.Immediately adjusted his clothes and headband, squeezed out a smile and leaned forward, "Miss A Ling, good morning."

A Ling raised her eyes and saw that it was him, and remembering how he dared to wipe her own oil yesterday, she felt a little itchy, but she still replied, "Master Li."

"Miss A Ling, is there anything I can do to help?" Li Wenqin leaned forward and said enthusiastically.

"No, you are a guest, how can I let you work." A Ling tried her best to distance the two of them.

Unexpectedly, Li Wenqin knew him very well, so he added another point, "Miss A Ling, don't be so polite, what kind of guest, just treat me as your own family."

A Ling gritted her teeth and laughed.

But in Li Wenqin's eyes, it turned into a shy expression. He was so distracted that he almost wanted to hold A Ling's hand, "Miss A Ling, are you tired of selling wine every day?"

"I am used to it."

"Girls should be cared for and raised in a deep boudoir. What's the matter with you showing your face like this? I will feel bad." Li Wenqin said affectionately.

A Ling almost wanted to hold his head violently, making him feel sorry for himself.But reason told her that she couldn't do it, so she chose to turn around silently and wipe the table.

Li Wenqin followed her behind and said, "Would you like to go home with me? Although I don't have any skills, I will love women. I will definitely treat you well."

A Ling clenched the rag in her hand, and controlled her desire to turn around and stuff it into his mouth.Turning his eyes, he said, "By the way, someone from the Changli Mansion just now asked if you are here?"

When Li Wenqin heard this, he didn't have the heart to hook up with A Ling, and hurriedly asked, "Who is here, and how did you come back?!"

"A 50-[-]-year-old uncle, I said..." A Ling was deliberately trying to be tricky.

Li Wenqin scratched his ears anxiously and kept asking, "What did you say?"

"I said..." A Ling rolled her eyes, saw Boss Meng at the door, and called eagerly, "Boss!"

"Hey, Miss A Ling, what happened to you!" Li Wenqin asked her anxiously.

A Ling pretended not to hear, and ran towards her boss.

Boss Meng looked at A Ling suspiciously and rushed to him like a savior, and said defensively, "Why, want to rob sex?"

It's rare that A Ling didn't lose her temper. Instead, she kindly pulled the hem of his clothes to the corner by the door, crying, "Boss, save me. This Li Wenqin ate his head badly at some point, and put the fairy in Wanhualou It seems that Miss Cuiwei doesn't want it, she actually took a fancy to my skin, and has been pestering me, annoying me non-stop."

Boss Meng stared at A Ling carefully.In the past few years, this body has opened up quite a bit. The originally skinny body like bean sprouts has also become plump, and the sprouting body has grown to almost reach my shoulders.

The white and tender face has curved willow-leaf eyebrows, but they are often furrowed because of anger, which is not quite charming.

Boss Meng thought about it seriously for a while, and when A Ling looked at him expectantly, Boss Meng opened his mouth leisurely, "I have eaten too much at the Manchu Banquet, so I inevitably want to change the taste and eat pancakes rolled with green onions."

A Ling turned his words around in her mind before she understood what he meant, and immediately became furious, "You are the pancake!"

This roar startled Li Wenqin, who had just chased after her to ask her, "What's wrong with Miss A Ling?"

Boss Meng patted Li Wenqin on the shoulder, "Girl A Ling, she has a bad temper, she beats and kills you at every turn, don't scare you."

The original intention was to dissuade him from haunting A Ling, but Li Wenqin looked at A Ling with surprise, "I didn't expect A Ling to be so unique, different from those soft and weak women in the past."

The corner of Boss Meng's mouth twitched, and he decided to give up persuading.

A Ling raised her brows coldly, and said to Li Wenqin, "If you keep pestering me, I'll report to your father right away to catch you back!"

Li Wenqin's nose was ashamed, he shrank his neck in fear, and decided to put the words back into his stomach.

Before A Ling went to the Changli Mansion to file a complaint, Li Changli had already brought someone to the door.

Blocked in front of the tavern to arrest Li Wenqin.

Li Wenqin hugged Boss Meng's thigh with a face full of despair, sat on the ground and cried, "I won't go back, I won't go back."

"Li Wenqin, come back with me obediently, or I will tie you up!" Li Changli was full of anger, and he was no stranger to Li Wenqin's trick.

Seeing that his father ignored him at all, Li Wenqin cried more and more sadly, "Father, you are only my son, do you have the heart to let me marry that broom star of Qian's mansion and die?"

"What nonsense!" Li Changli became angrier when he saw that he was speaking without restraint.

"What's the matter?" Dr. Zhang came from the medical clinic next door when he heard the movement, and saw Boss Meng who was tightly hugged by Li Wenqin's thigh.

The man was sitting on a chair with a wine glass in his hand. He didn't feel like he was hugging his thigh and crying. Instead, he watched the show with interest.

Boss Meng raised his mouth slightly when he saw Miracle Doctor Zhang, but he looked away a second before Miracle Doctor Zhang looked over.

Doctor Zhang saw that the man didn't even look at him, feeling a little disappointed.

"The Qian Mansion is haunted, Dad, no one in Cangzhou City knows, I don't want to die!"

Li Changli looked around with a dark face, seeing more and more people watching, he knew that this matter must be resolved quickly, otherwise it would be a joke for others to see.

Looking at his son who was not up to date, he noticed Meng who was tightly hugged by his legs, so a thought flashed in his mind, and an idea came to his mind.

"Boss Meng." No longer caring about Li Wenqin, Li Changli directly raised his hand to Boss Meng, "I wonder if I could invite you to accompany my son for a while."

Seeing that his father had come up with a new idea, Li Wenqin stopped making noise and listened quietly.