Lord Lu is my merman tail

Chapter 227 The Greasy Old Man

This time, the dining place was quite high-end, and there would not be blind Yu Ji or crazy fans coming to surround him, so Tang Li showed his face openly.

The service staff of the hotel had a high level of work literacy. They greeted Tang Li and Lu Huo to their seats as if they were ordinary guests, and then took out the menu.

"Miss Tang, Mr. Lu, here is the menu."

This is a Chinese restaurant. Although Tang Li loves all kinds of food, Chinese food suits her best. She is not like others. In order to highlight her own style, she set herself a person who loves French food.

It was the tyrant who ordered first. He knew the taste of the little mermaid, so he ordered from the beginning to the end.

"Is there anything Tang Tang needs to add?"

The tyrant smiled gently and behaved like a gentleman. Seeing Tang Li shaking his head, he returned the menu to the service staff.

Seeing this, Tang Li said again: "Huanghuo, your friend hasn't ordered yet, do you need to save the menu and order some when he comes back? Speaking of which, has he not come yet?"

That poor friend, who is in the toilet at this moment, can follow the tyrant as his subordinate, first of all, his abilities are very good, and second, the tyrant is a little bit of face control, he looks too ugly Yes, he disliked the pain in his eyes, so this friend is not at all like the greasy old man he said just now.

Originally, because he wanted to meet the legendary wife, this friend even made a lot of messes. It took a lot of time to make a hairstyle with bald hair, as well as clothes and pants, all of which were all kinds of top brands, but when he The moment I was sitting in the restaurant, I received a message from my own master Lu, asking him to pretend to be a greasy old man, which is simply embarrassing.

To reverse his handsome image, he had to become a bad old man. How could he change his clothes at this time and this place?

The poor friend started to scratch his hair in a hurry in the toilet. At this time, a cleaner just walked in with a mop.

The cleaner was wearing a work jacket, with a little white shirt exposed inside. My friend's eyes glistened when he saw it.

He was like a hungry wolf in the dark, staring at Mr. Cleaner till his hair was all over his body, and he almost raised the mop in his hand and fell it on his face.

"Master, can you do me a favor? Don't worry, you will be paid."

The cleaner looked at him vigilantly, his cloudy eyes were full of distrust, "My guest, if you have any questions, call the police, do you want me to call you?"

"Master, don't bother the police with such a trivial matter." The friend began to undress as he said, his action made the cleaner back away again and again in shock.

"Guest, what do you want to do?"

The friend said: "Grandpa, don't be afraid, I will change clothes with you, that is, your shirt inside, you give it to me, and I will give you 1000 yuan."

The uncle cleaner had heard of many perverts, but he never imagined that one day the perverts could attack him as an old man. He tried hard to raise the mop in his hand, and before he came over, he slammed it on his head Hit up.

After a dozen, the handsome hairstyle just now was gone.

The friend was taken aback, it wasn't that he couldn't hide, or that he couldn't fight back, but that the old man had such a physique that he was afraid that if he made a move, he would kill someone.

"Old man, if you don't want to, you don't want to. Why are you beating me?"

The cleaner said angrily: "I'll kill you pervert! Ask someone to take off your clothes in the toilet, you wait, I'll call the police later, and let the police take you away!"

The friend was a little angry when he was beaten before, but now his face is distorted after hearing these words.

"I just asked you for a shirt!"

The cleaner, with his chest upright, was very imposing, "You don't have a shirt? Why do you want an old man's shirt from me?"

My friend can’t tell, he does have a shirt, but his shirt is cut more stylishly, unlike the old man’s shirt, which may be loose and greasy when worn on the body.

"I... I want your shirt to be useful!"

The cleaner didn't listen, he had to take off his shirt, because he didn't have any clothes in it.

"Bah, pervert!"

The friend's face was distorted in anger, "If you don't give it, you won't give it. Be careful, I will find your manager and fire you!"

The uncle cleaner had never seen such a shameless person, but thinking of his hard-won job, although he was angry, he still left cursing.

The friend's shirt was not changed, and he was beaten with a mop, his face darkened with anger, and at this moment, another person came into the toilet.

The man was 1.8 meters tall, but he twisted his waist. As soon as he came in, he took out a cosmetic bag. He happily touched up his makeup and hummed. Suddenly, he noticed another man beside him.

"Hey? Brother, why are you staring at me like this?" After finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows.

The friend almost vomited, but at this moment, he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Didn't my Master Lu want him to play the role of a greasy old man?Poor old man may be a little difficult, but oily and simple, look, isn't there just a big oily thing in front of you?

"I can't see you?" After finishing speaking, he looked at the person from top to bottom.

This look made the other party smile.

"Oh, I hate it~ Although you are handsome, I will be embarrassed if you stare at me like this."

The friend endured the nausea, and finally stared at the cosmetic bag in his hand.

"Can I borrow you something?"

The man smiled brighter, "Is there just one thing? If you ask, I can lend you all of myself."

My friend has lived for so long, the first time I met such a person, I felt nauseated at the time, and in the end he couldn't continue talking, so he snatched the cosmetic bag from him.

"Sister, borrow your cosmetic bag."

The smile on the face of the man opposite was faint, but looking at the cosmetic bag in his hand, he paused, and then his pupils shrank. After a while, he finally stopped talking with his waist and throat, and spoke in a normal loud voice. He cursed angrily, "Unlucky, I thought I finally found a high-quality product, but it turned out to be of the same type as mine."

My friend doesn't know how to put on makeup, so he just messed around, but when he heard this, he almost vomited blood.

The man was still thinking about it, but seeing that he was made up like shit, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Sister, do you know how to put on makeup, you puff, you are going to perform in a big show, the powder is stuck around your nose, my mother, if you dare to go out like this, I will kill you It's embarrassing for us."

"Hey, it's okay, don't paint, just bring your face closer, and I'll help you draw."

Such a masculine boy, suddenly being called a sister, his friend refused in his heart, but thinking of Master Lu's words, he could only endure the humiliation and moved his face closer.

"Then... thank you."

(End of this chapter)