Domineering Mafia's Silly Goose Wife

This man doesn't want to chat, he just wants to rub his chest.

In the past, the younger sister probably invited him with winking, but I haven't said anything until now after we drink, that's why he behaved so indifferently.

I never thought that this job required such a big sacrifice, but who am I, I am a dedicated public security elite, not just rubbing my breasts, I can do it.

The so-called undercover is to endure what ordinary people can't bear, and to do what ordinary people can't do. I'm really angry, but I can just put him in a sack later.I gritted my teeth, quickly prepared myself for ideological construction, and made up my mind and said, "My breasts are not big, so if you don't dislike them, just rub them."

In the end, the man didn't move, and he glanced at me speechlessly: "Are you a fool?"

Oh, stupid man, I have already seen through your sinister intentions.

I understand, like this kind of man who wants to rub his breasts and needs others to invite him, he is praised as a sanctimonious and well-dressed beast.He will definitely pretend to dodge two back and forth, and then rub his chest with a look that is more respectful than obedient, but his heart is already flying with joy.

"Come on, guest," I took the initiative to take off the furry shawl and opened my heart, "please treat me gently."

I have already taken the initiative, so you should be more straightforward and stop whining.If Mommy Sang scolds me for not treating my guests well, and threatens to fire me, I will blow your ass off.

The other party still didn't move. After three seconds of silence, he said firmly, "You are new here."

"Huh?!" I was shocked, "Can you see this too?"

Could this be the eyesight of a night show veteran? !This man looks like a human being, but he is indeed a pervert.

"After all, it's just like you," he said while pursing his lips in disgust. "You must have been fired within two days because of poor performance. How could you still stay here to entertain guests?"

I:……

There are so many nonsense, don't you just want to say that you don't rub your breasts.What's the matter, small breasts are not worthy of being a lady now, right?

I chuckled in my heart, but on the surface I still smiled brightly, and told him gently: I will let another young lady replace me, that must be the type he likes.

I ran, ran, and I didn't forget to take my beer and fried chicken away before I ran.This kind of dog man who only looks at the Central European school is not worthy of eating what I ordered.

"Saori."

Hearing the call from my mother, I originally planned to go straight to the backstage to eat chicken, so I had no choice but to turn a corner, honestly walked to the middle-aged woman at the bar, and asked her what she wanted obediently.

My mother Sang showed me a tender smile, and asked me in a soft voice: "I should have taught you that you have to drink at least two or three rounds of wine before you can leave with an excuse. Why did you leave so quickly? Didn't you make the guests angry?" .”

"Absolutely not," I said with a stern expression on my face, so sincere that I wanted to swear to the sky, "That dog cough... The customer disliked my small breasts, so I offered to ask another lady to replace me with a wink. It's on."

Mom paused and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

"Of course." I replied without hesitation.

Mom Sang was still suspicious: "What did the guest say?"

"Although he didn't say it clearly, his eyes and behavior clearly showed that he wanted to rub his breasts, he really wanted to rub his breasts, and he just wanted to rub his breasts if he didn't want to chat. In the end, I took off my shawl and invited him warmly, but he didn't do it. , and called me stupid." I pursed my mouth and said angrily, "He just dislikes my small breasts, hum! Such a superficial man doesn't deserve a beauty like me."

Mom Sang: "..."

She suddenly lowered her head and rubbed her temples, waved her hands and told me to get out impatiently: "Forget it, go and call Ellie to take over for you, don't stand here and get in the way."

What is an eyesore, when did I become an eyesore!You are looking down on me, the number one in the future... Ah, no public security elite!

I wanted to refute angrily, but seeing Mama Sang's face, after thinking for three seconds, I decided to roll away with fried chicken.

Forget it.

The public security elite must have a broad mind, with the motherland and the people in mind, and I don't care about her.

Ellie, as Mama Sang said, is one of the top brands here, with protruding front and back, charming eyes like silk, and her performance has been ranked among the top three all year round.I heard from other ladies that there was an ordinary salaryman who wanted to have sex with her, but that little money was not enough to open a bottle of Royal Salute, and in the end he didn't even touch her bedside.

I honestly told my mother Sang's words to her. After thinking about it, I couldn't feel relieved. I took the little sister's soft little hand and reminded me seriously: "Sister Ellie, don't be fooled by that man's appearance. He looks like a human but is actually a superficial dog man, he will definitely rub his chest eagerly later, maybe he will hurt you rudely, you have to be mentally prepared."

Ellie raised the corners of her eyes, and poked my forehead with her nails dyed with impatiens, her voice was soft and flattering: "Little fool, you will know when you receive a few more guests, the kind who just want to rub your breasts Men are the easiest to deal with, a few words can make them obediently take out all the money in their wallets."

High, master.

I was in awe, and approached fawningly: "Sister Ellie, can you teach me how to do it?"

"Sell miserably, as miserable as you can, and it can be even worse. The words reveal the worship and dependence on them, lift them up to the sky, let them think that they are your God and your savior, and find existence in you A sense of achievement and a sense of accomplishment," she waved her hand, "There are different methods for different men, I will teach you next time."

I stood upright and watched the queen of the night show leave.

Her high-heeled shoes stepped on the tiled floor and made a crisp sound after another. The fiery red fishtail dress was like a blooming red lotus, swaying step by step, every move, glance and smile revealed the "most beautiful old lady" momentum.

hateful!I'm so envious, when can I grow into such an upstanding woman.

The next second there was a long goo——interrupted my concentration, I was silent for three seconds, lowered my head and touched my stomach, slowed down my voice, and told it gently: "Wait a minute, I'll come to feed you now." you."

To be honest, the skin of this fried chicken is neither crispy nor tender, and the taste is very average. It is completely inferior to my old mother's craftsmanship.But I'm hungry now, as long as I can fill my stomach, I don't insist on having a good taste and taste.

After eating two chicken legs, when I was about to start with the chicken wings, a person walked in at the door.Mother Sang stood at the door against the light, stared at me for a while with creepy eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Saori, you can go back first."

I:? ? ?ah?

Isn't dirty adult nightlife just beginning, why call me back so early.I'm going to finish eating this fried chicken to replenish my strength before going on to the next game.

I carefully looked at Mama Sang's face, and asked in a low voice, "Don't I need to receive the next guest?"

"You've worked hard tonight," Mama Sang smiled at me, "Go back and rest early, and continue to work hard tomorrow night."

"Actually, it's okay. I've almost eaten enough, and I can fight until dawn... I know, I'll go back immediately." Seeing that my mother's face changed suddenly, it seemed that she was about to draw out a ruler to whip me again. I was full of desire to survive, and immediately changed the subject.

As a result, before I had taken two steps, my mother called me again.

"Yokohama is not peaceful recently." The well-dressed middle-aged woman knocked on the cigarette box and lit a cigarette. "If you have nothing else to do at night, don't run around."

I blinked, and obediently agreed.

"Also," she looked up at me, "if you don't satisfy the guests this week, you'll get the hell out of me, I don't need people who can't eat here."

Who has eaten dry food, I really can't blame me for what happened tonight.From the beginning to the end, I spoke softly with a smile on my face, and served the industry more than the service industry. I was going to use my well-read knowledge reserve to chat with him from poetry and poetry to philosophy of life, and even made great sacrifices for him. Chest, the ghost knows that the other party is stupid and superficial, and he still looks down on a beauty like me who is both internal and external.

Can this be my fault?

Of course I can't blame me, everything is that dog man's fault.

...But my anger is useless. In the eyes of my mother, money is God, and the guests can't be wrong.

I tentatively asked her: "Then Mom, can you pick me a guest who is easy to talk to?"

She tugged at the corner of her mouth, her smile was temperatureless: "Are you doubting my vision?"

"Don't dare." I shook my head immediately.

Life is not easy, the social animal sighed.

Alas, I let out a long sigh as I texted my police department colleagues while taking a shortcut back to the apartment via an unlit shortcut.

The dim lights above the head flickered, the gray walls were peeling off, and there were wild cats screaming not far away, just like the set of a horror movie.This is a place I specially chose to fit my personality. After all, I am just a poor and down-and-out girl who has to go to nightclubs to make money. I can’t live in a house, and when I go home, I will have delicious meals cooked by my mother.

I don't know who lives next to me. It's been half a month since I moved in and I haven't seen my neighbor yet.

I looked around, but the old iron gates on both sides were tightly closed.Just as I was about to lower my head and dig out the keys from my bag, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs next to me.

--despair.

- Tap.

I subconsciously turned my head to look over, and directly met a red-brown-haired young man in a green jacket.

Looks like a bad boy, and—

I swept across the opponent's waist, where the ribs were, without leaving a trace.

Although Yokohama has low government jurisdiction due to various relationships, in this country where guns are banned, is it too much for such ordinary bad young people to have guns on their bodies?

The red-brown haired young man with a Band-Aid on the bridge of his nose probably didn't expect to bump into someone, blinked his eyes, raised his hand casually towards me with the corners of his mouth raised: "Yo!"

I looked at him, and for some reason I always felt that this scene looked familiar.

An old apartment, a bad young man with a wound on his face, a frivolous and bad attitude, and a gun on his body.

... This is the fucking scene where the heroine meets her first man in "The Queen of the Night and Her Men"!