The Local Lazy Man System

　　 "Okay, I'll go get some dirt and put a little bit on your face."

　　 Ye Guangrong said jokingly.

　　 "Don't!"

　　 Liu Qingqing said hurriedly.

　　 I was just joking, I didn't expect my husband to take it seriously.

　　 When I think of the dirty mud on my face, Liu Qingqing, who has a hygienic disorder, suddenly gets goose bumps.

　　 "Hehe, I can't bear the mud on my wife's face. If you kiss it, wouldn't it be mud on your mouth."

　　 Ye Guangrong said with a kiss on Liu Qingqing’s pretty face.

　　 "My husband, I want to kiss too!"

　　 Liu Qingqing quickly kissed Ye Yaorong on the cheek.

　　 "Go, I will have lunch here if I don't leave."

　　 Ye Guangrong smiled and took Liu Qingqing's hand and walked out of the room.

　　……

　　 Tokyo is the largest international metropolis in Asia, and its urban construction is second to none in Asia.

　　 There are commercial streets lined with tall buildings everywhere, and the population density here is no less than that of the magic capital of China.

　　 Although it has entered winter now, young women in short skirts can be seen everywhere on this street.

　　 may be a cultural tradition. In such a cold season, many young women in China wear miniskirts, but most of them wear long stockings to resist the cold.

　　 can be on the streets of Dongjing, these young girls you see directly exposed their big and small legs, shopping happily in the cold wind.

　　 For the sake of beauty, these young women really spared no effort.

　　 "Husband, don't they feel cold?"

　　 Liu Qingqing looked at these young Japanese stupid girls in such thin dresses, and asked suspiciously.

　　 After all, the outdoor temperature in Tokyo is now below zero. Although there is no snow, it is also very cold. When Liu Qingqing went out, he put on all the thick down jackets.

　　 The cold wind blows over, still feeling a little cold.

　　 "It must be cold, but for the sake of beauty, these stupid girls are fighting for it."

　　 Ye Guangrong said.

In the past, when Ye Yaorong was a security guard at the South Zhejiang University, I heard from colleagues that in Dabangzi Country and Riben, in the winter, young girls were still wearing short skirts with big white legs showing snowflakes. Some did not believe it, and felt that what those colleagues said was a bit exaggerated.

　　 Now that I am walking on the streets of Dongjing in the big winter, I am looking at my big white legs. Now Ye Yaorong understands that he used to be a frog at the bottom of the well!

　　 "Husband, do I have to dress like that and go to the street!"

　　 Liu Qingqing asked.

"you dare!"

Ye Yaorong shouted subconsciously, but Ye Yaorong immediately realized that his tone was a little heavy, and hurriedly said softly: "Let’s not learn from these stupid women, this winter, if it freezes out, I will feel distressed. of."

　　 "But it looks good in a short skirt, you just stared at those big white legs."

　　 Liu Qingqing said with some taste.

　　 "Well, I just looked at it because I was curious just now. They have a wife, you look so good!"

　　 Ye Guangrong said hurriedly.

　　 It seems that my wife is jealous.

　　 "What's so good about me? The thick clothes are like pandas, but these girls with thighs are beautiful!"

　　 Obviously, Liu Qingqing didn't want to let Ye Yaorong go so easily.

　　 "Who said that the clothes are thick and look chubby, so they are comfortable to hold."

　　 Ye Guangrong hugged Liu Qingqing and said.

　　 "I hate it!"

　　 Liu Qingqing leaned against Ye Yaorong's arms happily.

　　 At this time, Liu Qingqing frowned slightly, his eyes were puzzled, and his expression was very natural. This expression matched his face and was especially moving.

　　 "My husband, I'm thirsty."

　　 Liu Qingqing raised his head and looked at Ye Yaorong and said.

　　 On the way, the two of them are like men and women who have just fallen in love. They kissed without coming along the way, and now they are all dry.

　　 After all, kissing each other is a laborious job.

　　 "There is a fresh milk shop over there, let's go and take a look."

　　 Ye Guangrong pointed to a fresh milk shop in front and said.

　　 Many of the stupid texts these days use Chinese texts. Even people who don’t understand Japanese can basically understand what these shops sell when they come to this commercial street.

　　 "Sir, what service do you need?"

　　 Seeing Ye Yaorong and Liu Qingqing approaching, a young female clerk asked in a blunt Chinese Mandarin.

　　 Nowadays, there are a lot of Chinese people who come to Japan for travel. Now many waiters in Japanese shops can understand some simple Chinese and can communicate with Chinese people.

　　 "Do you see that we are Chinese?"

　　 Liu Qingqing looked at the young female clerk somewhat unexpectedly and asked.

　　 "Well, Huaxia people and us Japanese fools are different in temperament and dressing style. I often meet many Huaxia people in the store, so I can recognize you as Huaxia at a glance."

　　 explained the young female clerk.

　　 "So that's it, then you can give me a cup of hot lemon juice."

　　 Liu Qingqing said.

　　 "Sir, what do you want?"

　　 said the young waitress.

　　 "Give me some fresh milk!"

　　 Ye Guangrong thought for a while and said.

　　 The young clerk immediately smiled and said: "We have many kinds of fresh milk here, sir, what type of milk do you need?"

　　 "What kind of milk do you have in your store?" Ye Yaorong asked.

　　 "Sir, we have milk, horse milk, goat milk, pig milk, human milk, etc., what kind of milk do you need?"

　　 The saleswoman smiled.

　　 "You still have milk here?"

　　 Liu Qingqing asked in surprise.

　　 After all, the fresh milk bought in the metropolis of China is basically milk, of course, there are horse milk and goat milk. As for pig milk, basically no one can drink it, nor can it be bought.

　　 It's just this human milk, which makes Liu Qingqing very puzzled. Not only is there human milk here, it's still fresh. Isn't it still fresh?

　　 Thinking about it, Liu Qingqing felt a little weird.

"Yes, we provide fresh human milk here. Basically, it can be squeezed on-site, but the price is much more expensive than milk. This is a brochure. You can choose any young lady in this brochure to do it for you. milking."

　　 The young waitress took out a thick and beautiful book and handed it to Ye Yaorong.

"Let me see!"

　　 Out of curiosity, Liu Qingqing took the thick book and opened the book curiously.

　　 All the photos in this booklet are photos of young women. Below are basic information about these young women, including their age, measurements, height, health, and even pictures of their milk type.

"These are all the pictures of the long-term breastfeeders in our store. You can choose the breastfeeders based on the photos. As long as you choose, we will call her and ask her to come to the scene to milk the milk immediately because someone is coming. milking."

"Of course, you can also choose different ways of eating this person's milk. The prices are different. The milking method is divided into squeezing by yourself, the price is higher, and the milk provider helps to squeeze it for cheaper. If you **** with your mouth, then price……"

　　 The young female clerk kept introducing Ye Guangrong to them.

　　 "Well, my husband only needs to heat fresh milk, don't need these."

　　 Liu Qingqing blushed and interrupted the young female clerk.

　　 The fool is too open today, and too abnormal.

　　 Liu Qingqing couldn't accept this a little.

"OK, just a second."

　　 Seeing Liu Qingqing just ordered a glass of fresh milk, although the young female clerk was a bit disappointed, she still spoke very warmly.

　　 After all, if a customer orders this person's milk, this young female clerk will get a high commission, which can be worth more than a week's salary.

　　 But the choice is in the hands of the customer~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The young female clerk has no choice.

　　 Two minutes later, a cup of fresh hot milk and a cup of hot lemon juice reached the hands of Ye Yaorong and Liu Qingqing.

　　 "Husband, do you really want to drink that milk?"

　　 After leaving the milk shop, Liu Qingqing stared at Ye Yaorong and asked.

　　 "Nonsense, the women in those photos don't have a wife and you look good. If I want to drink, I also naturally drink your wife's. How can I drink someone else's."

　　 Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

　　 "I hate it, I won't tell you."

　　 Liu Qingqing blushed immediately, and some did not dare to say this to Ye Yaorong.

　　 Dudu is two years old now, but Liu Qingqing hasn't been weaned yet, it's not that Dudu wants to drink milk, but her husband drinks it every day, so Liu Qingqing can't be weaned.

　　 "Hehe, my wife, there are a lot of sellers ahead. Let's go and take a look.

　　 Ye Guangrong smiled and took Liu Qingqing's hand and walked to the side of the street.

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