Good Morning, Dear

Zhao Bin was obedient and didn't pester again. He went in to help her clean up the rotten Bureau. He didn't trust her: "don't be angry again. You must look at the car carefully on the road and cross the road carefully."

"I know!" watched him go in and looked at Mo Li again. Mo Li has gone far. Cheng Qingyao doesn't catch up. AI wanwan is either here or not. Now he can't care about it.

Gold Lord is the trump card she really can't afford!

There were many people on the weekend and there was a traffic jam on the road. It was already 3:15 when she arrived at the beauty salon. Her service specialist was very dissatisfied: "if you are later, you don't have to come."

"Didn't you say four o'clock? It's only more than three o'clock now..."

"Gold Lord four o'clock, you also four o'clock? If gold Lord comes in advance, do you still want gold Lord to wait for you?"

"... the gold master arrived in advance?"

"The gold Lord came into the hall five minutes before you. He knew you didn't come and that you didn't understand the rules for the first time. He drank at the bar first. After drinking, he would go to take a bath and then come to you. The gold Lord gave you enough time. You should be grateful and serve well." the service commissioner was very dissatisfied with her lack of rules. Before she went to the bathroom, she pulled out her clothes.

She was so wronged that she made an appointment at four o'clock. What did the gold Lord close her in advance? She did not want to be grateful, but also wanted to Tucao gold master, so powerful, and make complaints about the pain.

He was pushed under the shower, simply drenched in a circle, and forced into the bathtub. Seeing the floating petals in the bathtub, she panicked and asked nervously, "didn't I soak Lavender yesterday? Why did I replace it with jasmine today? I'm allergic to jasmine and can't serve the gold Lord after soaking."

"I'll go. Why didn't you fucking say it earlier and tell me it's time now?" the waiter Commissioner scolded a long string of dirty words that he couldn't understand, and hurriedly contacted his boss to ask him for his opinions.

The gold Lord thought for a long time and changed osmanthus!

The dried Osmanthus fragrans should be used for bathing, and then boiled water, and then take the boiled water for bathing. In this way, the fragrance is pleasant, and the sleeping beauty will also send out a fresh and natural body fragrance to multiply the interest.

However, it's four o'clock after such a toss!

Cheng Qingyao was scolded miserably and didn't dare to answer back. She hurried to the room. The gold Lord had arrived. The service commissioner was embarrassed and afraid. Such behavior was not allowed in the museum. If the owner wanted to investigate, she could not escape being punished.

Forced to smile, she followed in and explained: "Sir, 009 did not report allergens..."

"I see. I don't need to explain. Bring two bottles of 72 year old Raffi." he didn't blame, but waved his hand in a light breeze and cloud and said he wouldn't investigate the matter. However, like yesterday, he was wearing a white nightgown and a white mask, his facial features were covered tightly, and his nose, eyes and mouth could not be seen.

I don't know how he breathes and sees things in the mask, and I don't know how he will drink later!

However, these are not the key points. The key point is that he has a very good figure. As Cheng dongkun said, he has long legs and can visually measure his height of at least 1.8 meters sitting at the edge of the bed. He has no baldness, no fat on his body, and no ugly beer belly. His exposed chest skin is healthy wheat tooth color. His fingers on the edge of the bed are slender and his skin is smooth. His visual age is about 30 years old.

I can't help but rejoice that the gold Lord is not a bad old man who makes her sick!

The service specialist brought the wine. Before pouring it out, the gold Lord stretched out his hand and pointed to Cheng Qingyao: "let her finish these two bottles of red wine..."