The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 85

But not long after, she calmed down again, exhaled, and said: "My old lady understands, all of this is within your calculations, tell me, how much do you want?"

Li Dao laughed happily, and said: "Didn't I say it, three to seven points, I three, you seven."

"Impossible, at most this number!"

Qiu Jinyu viciously stretched out a fist towards Li Dao, holding out a little finger.

"Yijiu?" Li Dao frowned, and then said with a smile: "Yes, if you can sleep with me once, Sister Jin, at such a price..."

"Don't even think about it!" Qiu Jinyu said angrily, "This number is the most!"

As she spoke, she held out another finger.

Li Dao shook his head with some regret, and said: "That's it, two eight is twenty eight. I am two, you are eight...you are only two fucking! Nine, must be nine, I get one, you get nine , even if it’s a [-]% share!”

Qiu Jinyu was stunned, unable to understand his brain circuit at all, and smiled after a while: "This is what you said, Yijiu, don't change it."

Li Dao waved his hand indifferently: "That's it."

After being so hypocritical for a while, the two turned and left the backyard.

Qiu Jinyu asked, "What's going on with you?"

Li Dao thought for a while and said: "It's pretty smooth, the wine and restaurant sent me a message yesterday, and Feng Bieli agreed, but his character... Hehe, it's just a verbal agreement."

"When things really happen, especially when you can't fight the wind, I think this old thief can hide faster than anyone else, so just let him fight the wind, and you can't count on him at critical times."

Qiu Jinyu nodded and said: "That's the way he is, and it's okay if he can't be expected. Where's Aunt Hua?"

Li Dao frowned, shook his head, and said, "It's ambiguous. Anyway, it's in the fog. When it comes to serious matters, it's very strange to talk to him. Talk to her."

Qiu Jinyu asked: "It stands to reason that Aunt Hua is the least likely to have problems. How could this be?"

Li Dao shook his head and said, "Who knows, I talked to her twice, but I didn't get any accurate information."

Qiu Jinyu thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's probably because of that kind of thing. She loves you to death. If you put her to sleep, the matter will be resolved."

Li Dao shook his head, but did not speak.

Qiu Jinyu said: "I suddenly realized that you are quite awkward. You don't eat the meat that is brought to your mouth, but you are thinking about what you can't eat. What kind of weird thinking is this?"

Li Dao laughed: "Because things that are too easy to get are not challenging, and the meat delivered to your mouth is not very tasty. I prefer wild food, such as Miss Jin. The more you don't follow, the more I like it." .”

"Get out, what should you do!"

"OK……"

……

Li Dao is not a person who loves money. What kind of scenes have he never seen when he broke into a bad society?When I was young, I was confused and confused because of love and love, and I also shed tears.

But with the improvement of experience, the rise of status, experienced many intrigues and deceptions, and gradually grew up, those loves and loves are really boring things in his opinion.

After so many years of fighting, he has already seen clearly what is the human heart and human nature, and what is the coldness of the world.

His heart has lost the so-called blood and passion, and he has no ambitions. He just wants to live a peaceful and stable life.

When he came to this world, although he clearly knew that these people really existed, he only had a sense of alienation in his instinct.

He used "aliases" for others in Juansha Town for no reason, just to find the feeling he was familiar with in the past. Li Dao was lonely.

The reason why she flirtatiously hooked up with Qiu Jinyu was not because of how beautiful she was - she was indeed beautiful, but because of the relatively strong wind and sand here, her skin was a little rough.

Li Dao hooked her up, maybe it was just a bad taste, "I can't get what I want, and I want what I can't get" similar to this mentality.

But it's just that, it's a kind of adjustment to the boring life.

……

In the afternoon, Flower Street.

There were people coming and going in the big courtyard, men and women teasing each other wantonly, and occasionally there were disturbing voices from certain rooms, all these things seemed quite lively.

The furnishing of the back house is quite different from that of the front yard. Although the rooms in the front yard are quite elegantly furnished, clean and tidy, compared with the back house, they seem a bit kitsch.

The small back house is a small garden, with some rockery and strange rocks, as well as durable trees and vegetation. In the middle is a quiet pavilion, and a bamboo mat is spread on the pavilion floor.

There are several pots of colorful flowers on the four sides, a low table made of black wood, with an incense burner on it, and clear smoke is rising, and two white futons woven with flowers and embroidered leaves are placed in pairs on both sides.

At the end of the garden is a small two-story wooden attic, which is the residence of Auntie Hua. Normally, she will not bring anyone in, no matter if it is a man or a woman.

The door of the back house was pushed open, and Auntie Hua, who was dressed in a white monk's robe, walked in, looking pure and simple, as if she really looked like a Bodhisattva.

With this appearance, if it weren't for the various amorous feelings revealed between her eyebrows, no one would associate her at this time with the old bustard who deals in flesh and blood.

Behind him was Li Dao in a slovenly black robe and a black umbrella, and behind him were several male and female buddies in enchanting attire, some carrying small burning red clay stoves, some holding kettles and tea sets, and some holding pastry box.

He led Li Dao into the pavilion, asked the men to put down the things, and Aunt Hua sent them out.

Sitting the kettle with carved porcelain surface on the small red clay stove and placing the tea set, Auntie Hua said:

"You, half-mountain gate, have been running to me from time to time these few days, making me anxious, but not doing business, which really makes me depressed. Either you don't come, and if you want to come, do business. It's not good. You can't stop fishing for slaves, where did you come from?"

There was a bit of resentment in the tone, which was quite pitiful.Ever since she knew that Li Dao was "under the half-mountain gate", she changed her usual provocative and explicit language and used another half-covered method.

After all, their identities are different. Naturally, those under the Banshan Gate cannot compare with those vulgar fellows.

Li Dao didn't care whether his shoes were dirty or not, he stepped directly on the clean bamboo mat, put the umbrella on the low table, sat down cross-legged, and said with a smile, "Isn't this here for business?"

Aunt Hua who was preparing the tea leaves her eyes lit up, and then she showed a bit of shyness, and lowered her head slightly: "In this way, I will ask someone to bathe and wash your body for you, sir, please wait for a while."

(End of this chapter)