20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1823 Why You Should Be Grateful

"sit down."

Xing Zheliang raised his head to look at Ling Qiu, and after not seeing him for less than a month, this woman's attire changed drastically.

Standing tall and graceful in front of him, a small white shirt with three-quarter-length sleeves and a v-neck, a snow-white neck, two sections of snow lotus root protruding from the cuffs, and the tied ponytail was also untied into shawl-length hair.
The long black and white plaid dress with light green and red mottled patterns can cover the white jade-like ankles, and the long black rope laces of the stiletto crystal sandals are woven and wound up towards the ankles, disappearing in the imaginative Inside the long skirt, her little feet were white and tender, revealing her toes painted with red cardamom,——

With a pretty face and tender, bright eyes looking forward, she has become a graceful, pink and slim fashionable urban beauty.

The original taste of wild and rough motorcycle girl has been washed away, and there is no trace of the past.

"I can't believe that you are not only thin-waisted, strong-legged and round, but you also have the strength to dismantle and assemble motorcycles. You are also so tasteful when you are a woman. Among the women I play with, there are not two that can compare with you. Huang Juan's face Can't compare to you, tsk tsk~, what a pity, what a pity."

The mockery in Xing Zheliang's eyes disappeared, and he said lightly: "You treat this meal, and you can order whatever you want to drink."

He didn't care about this small amount of money, but wanted to gain a condescending view and initiative towards Ling Qiu through this command language.

"You can say whatever you want, you don't have to go around like this!"

Ling Qiu didn't want to stay here any longer, of course she knew that Xing Zheliang's two consecutive sentences of 'it's a pity' meant it was a pity.

It was originally the fish on his chopping board, but he was not in a hurry to cut it, and wanted to wait for the right time to eat it slowly and more interestingly, but he accidentally let the fish escape. It is a pity that he did not eat this fish , It's not that I have any special feelings for this fish.

The fish is in his eyes, the only problem is whether to eat or not.

This feeling made Ling Qiu very humiliated, but he was also glad that he finally escaped from this devil and did not become his plaything and tool.

In the past few years, in countless nights, she has woken up from a nightmare, sweating profusely, panting heavily like being fished out of water.

In the nightmare, a huge black and cold monster was sitting on the pitch-black ground.

The beast's eyes are shining with a strange dark red, and there is a row of ups and downs on the smooth beast's spine, protruding like a saber-toothed keel.

On the other hand, she was forced to ride on top of a monster, wearing a denim jacket and a small black leather skirt, galloping helplessly out of control.

The two long thick black ponytails are pulled back into two swimming black snakes in the wind, which are also like the handlebars of a motorcycle, which can be used for racing with both hands holding the handlebars.

Every time the monster accelerated and decelerated, her body would vibrate and slide back and forth on the beast's back due to this huge and uncontrollable inertia.

The monster in the dream is the machine tool with a certain slope and smooth thick steel plate shell in the motorcycle factory.

Although the thick steel plate shell of this machine tool has not been painted or oiled, it has not been rusted for many years.

That was Xing Zheliang using Huang Juan and many women, the sweat running down their smooth backs as a preservative.

In fact, this matter was a tacit secret in the hearts of those old repairmen, but they all thought it was a battlefield between Xing Zheliang and Ling Qiu.

Some filthy guys deliberately rubbed their noses to sniff them, licked them with their tongues, looked at Ling Qiu flirtatiously and said 'this fish smells so fishy'.

Then there was an unbridled laugh.

At this time, Ling Qiu laughed and scolded disdainfully, "I'm going to drain water in the toilet now, I've been eating stinky tofu and chili peppers for the past few days, and I'm very angry, I'll get you a bowl, let you drink your fill!"
And in the nightmare, those saber-toothed keel-like protrusions also shone with a smooth luster in the darkness.

This is also the essential reason why she has been terrified and rejected Xing Zheliang, because she was afraid that on a dark night, Xing Zheliang would suddenly be brutal and press her on the black and cold thick iron shell of the machine and destroy her body.

She is a girl in the mountains, cherishing her chastity is as precious and important as life.

Every time he sees this machine tool, Ling Qiu feels sick to his stomach, just like seeing his fate that is doomed to tragedy but cannot escape, like seeing Xing Zheliang's shameless and obscene face now!
"Okay, I've learned to get straight to the point."

Xing Zhe lit a cigarette, put the cigarette on the coffee table, and signaled Ling Qiu to take care of himself.

"Stop doing."

Ling Qiu's words were concise and to the point, she had no addiction to cigarettes, but in that rough man's world environment, she had to work hard to get rid of her feminine side as a woman.

Otherwise, those men with a lot of hormones will see her as a white lotus, not to mention when the beast will give her up, and when they are repairing the car, they will definitely touch her boobs and buttocks. Indispensable.

Machinery, steel, roar, extreme sports, and surging power are originally a male-dominated world. The appearance of a soft creature with obvious heterosexuality can only stimulate the passion of these steel wills to squeeze, impact and possess.

"Then I'll get to the point with you, how much money do you have now?"

Xing Zheliang looked at Ling Qiu with a half-smile: "As far as I know, you probably don't have much money in your hands. Bringing your big family to Mingzhu, a colorful world, to settle down, you will get a lot of money. Zhao Changan gave it to you Yes, by selling my information or your body, or a package?"

"Has a dime relationship with you?"

Ling Qiu's scalp exploded when he heard it, and he couldn't help thinking about the 100 million. Could it be that Zhao Changan told him that he was thinking about it.

Are you Xing Zheliang short of money?

And Zhao Chang'an is not the same thing, you two got together in a mess, why did you take me as a testimonial.

The co-author ransacked me first, and made me happy with nothing that the authorities calculated too cleverly. By the way, let Xing Zheliang humiliate me again.

Then I had no money, and I was poor and white.

The parents, brother, sister-in-law, niece, grandpa, grandma and younger sister in the family, the whole family lives in Mingzhu without a fixed place, penniless, and the younger sister will go to college this year and get another sum of money, which is controlled by you, Zhao Changan.

Didn't you, Zhao Chang'an, turn into another Xing Zheliang again, threatening me with my family?

A wave of anger rushed straight to Ling Qiu's Tianling Gai, but deep down in her heart she knew sadly that if this was really the case, she seemed unable to resist at all.

These capitalists and rich people are all devils who eat people without spitting out their bones!
"Since your second year of junior high school, I have sponsored you for nine years. Now you say that you have a dime relationship with me? I have raised a dog for nine years, and I will wag my tail when I see it! Otherwise, you might have a child now. They are all in a nest, and most of them are unkempt and unkempt all day long, breastfeeding their children in their gowns, making the rough guys in the neighborhood stare and make fun of them. So this is the life you want, and it is my meddling that ruined your good deed. .”

Xing Zheliang's words were very mean.

"Black slaves should be grateful and sing praises to the white slave owners who spent money to buy them, and work hard for these white slave owners all their lives, otherwise they have no conscience; those Yangzhou skinny horses should also be grateful to those who bought them for them. The old bustards who taught them how to write, draw, paint and play the piano were so grateful, they called these old bustards mothers, and used their bodies as a tool for these old bustards to earn money without regret or complaint, otherwise they would lose their conscience."

Ling Qiu said with a sneer: "For leaving you, I will only feel sincerely happy, and absolutely will not have the slightest psychological burden or guilt. Just like black slaves bravely killing white slave owners, Yangzhou skinny horses are brave Jumping off a building to pursue your own freedom is itself a dirty confrontation with you guys! If that's what you're calling me over tonight, it's a pity, a pity, to disappoint you, and a complete waste of my time .”

(End of this chapter)