Chapter 343 This Feeling

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In the bedroom, Ah Hong looked at Huang Mao with a confused face and said: "Xiao Mao, what are you doing here? Tell me if you want to do it or not. I'm so sleepy. Can you do it..."

Huang Mao looked at the girlfriend opposite, he really had all his clothes off, and he almost went up to see him, but he just had no idea at all, inexplicably, no idea at all!

In the past, let alone this situation, even if you are well dressed, you can take off your clothes within 30 seconds, but now, under such circumstances, he didn't react at all.

Moreover, what's even weirder is that he didn't even have any thoughts in his heart!

"Of course I can do it, of course I can do it, Ah Hong, give me some time..." Huang Mao quickly explained, if this is not possible when questioned, then Huang Mao will really stop messing around in the future.

But...but this but, no matter how Huangmao looks at Ah Hong, he doesn't feel anything at all, not to mention the movement below, he doesn't even feel anything in his own mind.

Could it be that Ah Hong is not pretty? Huang Mao thought of this explanation, yes, it must be like this...

Although Ah Hong looks really good...

But Huang Mao has no choice, so he can only close his eyes and start imagining the countless teachers he has seen before, and he must be able to bring him inspiration!

Speaking of which, is this considered mental derailment...

Twenty minutes have passed, Ah Hong has already fallen asleep dragging the quilt, what do you think I am, three hours have passed since the beginning of "Monster Watching Sticks", let alone sticks, I haven't even seen ham sausage Hey, he was the only one who saw Flammulina velutipes!

Therefore, under such circumstances, Ah Hong decisively decided to go to sleep.

Huangmao opened his eyes, still unable to do anything, no matter what he thought, he just had no idea.

It's cold, it's really cold, is it really that I can't do it? It doesn't make sense, how could it be impossible at a young age, I haven't enjoyed a good life yet...

Maybe... just thinking about it?

The computer was taken out, and there was an unknown number of g... seeds carefully collected by Huang Mao.

Since thinking alone is not enough, let's be more ruthless!

Huangmao, who was addicted to this kind of small game, didn't notice,

Ever since I drank the wine Boss Qin gave me, I no longer have any desires in my heart.

Not just lust, but other desires...

The night was very short, and when Ah Hong woke up comfortably, what she saw was the yellow hair with two dark circles under her eyes.

"No way, what did you do last night? It can't be...you still use your hands when I'm by your side?" Ah Hong said in a daze.

"What do you use your hands instead of your hands? What nonsense, let's go, let's go have breakfast." Huang Mao said lightly, and now he feels like his heart is stagnant.

Although Ah Hong was a bit strange, she still got up and followed Huang Mao out.

Now something is wrong again, according to Huangmao's old rules, the meatball soup can only be eaten from Uncle Liu's house at Jiekou, while the pancakes and eggs can only be eaten from Aunt Wang's house.

According to him, only the breakfasts of these two companies are called breakfasts, and the rest are too bad...

And he not only said so, but also did so. In the past, he only ate these two when he came out in the morning, and he never ate the pancake eggs from Uncle Liu's house and the meatball soup from Aunt Wang's house.

But today, Huang Mao randomly found a breakfast stall and sat down with a very flat expression on his face... It seems that as long as these things can be eaten, it will be fine.

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The excitement of Jiuxianju begins with the pot of cornel wine in the morning.

As the descendant of the third generation of Jiuxianju, Afeng got up early and started to work. He had to prepare all the wine to be sold today, so as not to disappoint the guests who came from afar... Well, this is all Nonsense.

Boss Qin still slept until he woke up naturally, and after eating the love breakfast made by Su Xiaoli's sister, he opened the door lazily, and started business amidst a group of alcoholics who were very "friendly" scolding.

No way, who made Jiuxianju so harmonious.

Pots of wine were sold, and the mouths of all the customers were finally blocked. In summer, people generally lack sleep. Boss Qin was sitting at the counter and taking a nap.

Suddenly, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a national treasure...a man with dark circles rushed to the counter, oh yes, besides the dark circles, he also had yellow hair.

When rushing over like this, some people are upset immediately, the yellow hair is amazing, isn't it just that Boss Qin gave you a pot of wine yesterday, what are you dragging, sooner or later, I will also...

However, something that surprised them happened.

"Boss Qin, I've seen you!" Huang Mao stood in front of the counter and suddenly burst into tears.

Boss Qin, who was dozing off, woke up instantly, that's right, he was woken up by fright. His yellow hair and dark circles under his eyes would shock everyone.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, don't cry, stand up and say something if you have something to say, and talk well..." Boss Qin said in surprise: "And am I so ugly? I'm not here every day Well……"

Drinkers: Hehe, who is here every day and hasn't counted the number in his heart?

Chang Wei: Boss Qin, Huang Mao, why are you crying? Didn't you count that number in your heart?

Huang Mao stood in front of the counter, wiped it... the ghost knows whether it was sweat or tears, and said, "Boss Qin, there is something wrong with your wine... Oh no, it has some other effects..."

But Huang Mao just said the word "problem" when he saw Boss Qin's eyes glaring at him, and quickly changed his words, secretly admiring himself, thanks to his cleverness.

"Of course, drinking it can make people feel peaceful. Is there a problem?" Boss Qin said seriously.

"No...Of course it's okay, but there is a small flaw. Boss Lai Qin, I will tell you secretly..."

Huang Mao leaned close to Qin Feng's ear and whispered, and then the people in the tavern heard Boss Qin also whispering.

"What am I supposed to be? Isn't it just to let you sit still? What's the matter? How many people wish for it!"

Uh-huh? The melon-eating crowd in the tavern were collectively confused.

"Sit still?" Xue'er repeated it and then asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

The younger sister asked a question, and the Han papers naturally rushed to answer, and Chang Wei on the side said directly: "This is a very long story. According to legend, a long time ago, there was a man named Liu Xiahui. One day Woolen cloth……"

Young Master Chang was thinking very well, but before he finished speaking, Yin Xueqing interrupted: "Okay, it's the eunuch's meaning to sit still... Anyway, it's pretty much the same."

Chang Wei: "..." It's easy for me to pretend to be * in front of my sister.

"That is to say, Boss Qin will become a eunuch after drinking this new wine?" Xue'er blinked her big eyes and said, "Look, if you sit still, you are an eunuch. Doesn't that mean that after drinking this wine, you will become a eunuch?" ..."

Uh... Miss Yin cautiously looked at the counter, she seemed to be right, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Boss Qin: Xueer, come here, let's have a good chat, why did you become an eunuch after drinking?

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