I was mentally ill and was selected to participate in the strange talk about rules

Chapter 420 The female trickster juicer

Wait until the woman's breath in the mirror completely disappears.

Mr. Qi stood up from the ground with a smile.

That's why he didn't panic too much when several of his backers died.

Even if he was sure that this woman would tell him the truth, the result was just as he expected.

"Juice Girl, that's a good name~"

This name made Master Qi have a strange expression on his face.

But when he thought of the woman in the mirror's attitude towards him just now, the smile on his face slowly faded.

"You are nothing more than a beautiful and alluring beast, but you actually call me a dog. When one day I achieve great success, the first thing I have to deal with is you, this lewd monster!"

When he thought of the woman's weird and sexy tongue, Mr. Qi couldn't help but feel a surge of desire in his heart.

What a tongue-in-cheek~

Just thinking about that image made him shake a little.

It was said to be two hours, but in fact it was less than an hour. An almost transparent soul floated into Mr. Qi's mansion.

"Aren't you talking about a wealthy family? Is this it?"

"Well, girl, the main thing is that what I do for my master is not visible to the public."

Although the other party's body was transparent, Mr. Qi still stared directly at this soul.

Wearing a small blue skirt and a pair of white shoes, she has a willow waist, plump hips and long legs, and the magnificent front has a great visual impact.

Especially when he walks, he twists and turns, with an expression of dissatisfaction that almost reads "I am greedy" written on his face.

hiss.

One yard after another, Juicer Girl is just as her name suggests, she is really seductive. Just looking at her like this, Mr. Qi feels a soreness in his back.

Juicer Girl didn't say anything, she just floated to a big vat in the yard, and then got directly into it.

Mr. Qi: "?"

"Why are you standing there? Find something to help me cover the mouth of the tank. Don't you know we don't like to be exposed to sunlight?"

Ah this?

What should be said is a bit abstract.

After brewing for a long time, Mr. Qi still decided to persuade Juicer Girl. Not to mention anything else, no matter how powerful the master was, it would be useless to get out of the water tank during a fight.

Not only is it not impressive, but it also seems a bit funny.

Before the battle, the opponent's momentum was weakened by three points.

"Miss Zha, although the house is not big, there are some empty rooms. If you don't like the sun, I will find you a room with a backlight, and then seal the doors and windows with black cloth."

"You know very well! My aunt, I have the legendary sensitive physique. I like water and fear light, like yin and fear yang. A water tank is the most suitable for me! If you feel that you have treated me badly, a whole big pond will do. "

Nani?

Mr. Qi looked like he couldn't laugh or cry.

The other party is probably going to come to the door soon. How can I have time to clean up the pond for you and dig it now?

Also, what is Sensitive Girl’s constitution?

Mr. Qi prides himself on being half a scholar, and he has never heard of this miraculous physique before.

"Okay, as long as Miss Zhao likes it, the other party may come to your door later, and I hope Miss Zhao can help me then."

"Well?"

There was a soft cry from the water tank.

The female ghost seemed to be thinking about something, and then quickly rejected Mr. Qi's suggestion.

"No, it's noon now. Not to mention the sun poison and yang energy, it's also my lunch break. My working time is to work at Chen hour and then rest. At Shen hour, I continue to work and then continue to rest."

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right? "What if they call in the afternoon?"

Mr. Qi asked suspiciously.

"Can you ask them to come at night? Even though it's my rest time at night, I'm very powerful and can juice like crazy, but you have to pay me overtime."

"No, sister, this is not a question of overtime pay or not, the question is that they will probably arrive soon!"

Mr. Qi emphasized the point again.

"Yes, didn't I say, after they arrive, can't you just ask them to come back in the evening? But you have to pay me overtime."

At the same time, Juicer Ji repeatedly stated that the key point was overtime pay, and it was clearly stated in the Yaogui master-servant labor contract signed by Sister Dabai and her.

I only work two hours a day, one hour in the morning and one hour in the afternoon.

You don’t have to go to work when the sun is too hot, you don’t have to go to work when it’s windy or rainy, and you don’t have to go to work when you’re in a bad mood.

She works five days a week and has two days off. She doesn’t work during the winter and summer vacations, nor on holidays. Not only does she not work during the Spring Festival, Sister Dabai also has to pay her the thirteenth salary she deserves.

You can do it at any time at night, but you have to pay three times the usual salary.

Mr. Qi:

The other party remained silent, so Juicer Ji curiously dug her translucent head out of the water tank.

"Why are you silent? Everyone works under Sister Dabai. You should know all these benefits?"

Mr. Qi raised his head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

(;`) "Yeah, who says it's not? I understand, I'm the same way, and the benefits are as good as yours."

"Then why are you crying?"

"The wind and sand are strong today, which confused my eyes."

I'm so fucked up!

I thought that when the beast said he was a dog, it was an exaggerated adjective.

I didn’t expect it to be so purely a possessive pronoun.

Mr. Qi doesn't even have a hair to say about the two-week holiday. He does a lot of dirty and tiring work every day, and if Dabai needs it, he has to pay for it!

Pay money to work?

At this time, Mr. Qi felt that he was no different from the legendary beast.

Isn’t this purely Malaysian?

‘Dong dong dong~’

At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted Mr. Qi's thoughts.

"Excuse me, is there anyone in the house?"

"Someone is coming. I'm very weak during the day. You can find a way to get them to come again at night."

After saying that, Juicer Ji squatted back in the water tank again, her state became more transparent, and she could hardly feel any breath.

Helpless, Mr. Qi had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Isn't it just to postpone it until night? He has many ways.

Opening the door, the strange group of four people outside also caught Mr. Qi's eyes.

A man with blond hair in a Taoist robe often made uncontrolled gestures at first sight. His eyes were dull, his eyelids were swollen, and his body was hollowed out.

Mr. Qi is so familiar

The little Taoist robe he was wearing looked normal, but his eyes were darting around, so it probably wasn't a good thing.

A shy young man in white seemed to be the one who knocked on the door. When I looked at him, his face turned red and he took two steps back in embarrassment.

Finally, there is a top-notch little lolita wearing a rabbit hairpin. This one looks fierce and fierce, but it gives Mr. Qi a feeling of being strong on the outside and strong on the inside.

isn't it?

Can these four contestants, who look abstract at first glance, beat those four weird ones?

(End of this chapter)