Lin grinded his back teeth, took another bottle from under the table, and pried
it open neatly. Sichuan cuisine is spicy, stimulating and refreshing, which is
just suitable for drinking. The two young people listened to the three old
people talking nonsense all over the world. Unconsciously, they drank for two
hours. As soon as they lowered their heads, two boxes of wine were gone. Lu
Jingfeng is always the one who can keep rational on the wine table and always
drink the least. As soon as the wine bottomed out, he forced it to stop. He
quickly paid for it and urged several people out of the restaurant. We're going
to play mahjong. One of the three is missing. Would you like to make up the
number? Wei Jingjing is a hero among women, and a few bottles of beer are
completely out of the question. On the contrary, once the alcohol is used, she
is in high spirits. Lin Jiao hesitated for two seconds, and before he could
speak, he was rushed to answer, only to hear Lu Jingfeng open his mouth without
any room for manoeuvre: "No money.". No time. Unable "Smelly boy, when did you
speak so flat?" Lu Yanqing slapped his apprentice on the back and told him to go
home and make some good tea, so he followed his old friend with one foot deep
and one foot shallow. Come back early and don't sleep in an old lover's house
and be driven out by his wife! Lu Jingfeng walked out two steps, not at ease, or
turned back to roar a voice. Far away came a rich response: "You are!"! Get it
done before I go back! Don't drag your feet and make me catch you in the act! Lu
Jingfeng didn't understand,
wire
nail making machine, but the people next to him burst out laughing. What are
you laughing at? "No." "You just laughed." "Oh, I just think the relationship
between you and your disciples is much better than I expected." Lu Jingfeng
looked at him suspiciously and waved his hand, "You call the driver, I'll go
back first." "No hurry." At the beginning of the lantern, Lin Jiao turned his
back to the light and shadow cast by the city and slipped quietly to Lu
Jingfeng's side, shoulder to shoulder with him, "Walk together." "We are on
different roads." Lu Jingfeng looked at him,
Automatic
Nail Making Machine, and his eyes flashed a faint alert. It was a kind of
emotional security alert, which showed that he had a natural resistance to
something that might happen in his premonition. It's a different way, but I'm
willing to take the long way around. Lin answered. Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Lu
Jingfeng put his hands in his pockets, raised his neck slightly and raised his
eyelids, revealing a bright and clean Adam's apple. The neon lights on the signs
of Sichuan restaurants fell in the depths of his eyes, clearly reflecting the
light. He suddenly smiled, showing his warm white fangs. "All right, you can go
around as far as you want. Your legs are on you. The road is so wide. I can't
stop you." Lin Wei drank a lot of wine, and the seven or eight bottles of beer
only added a little burden to his bladder, which was not enough to affect the
clearness of his brain, and could not disturb even a little bit of steady pace.
The residual taste of alcohol in his mouth fermented and flushed his eyes. It's
a bit like everyone gets drunk without getting drunk. After walking in silence
for a while, Lu Jingfeng walked around, leisurely on the surface,
Nail machine manufacturer
,
Coil nail
machine, like a weight falling from his stomach pocket, in a panic, while
someone beside him was like a large beast eating and drinking enough to dry his
fur in the moonlight, raising his arms, bending his elbows and holding the back
of his head, slowly moving his shoulders and neck, dormant in danger in
laziness. Lu Jingfeng intentionally or unintentionally rushed half a step, his
shoulders staggered with him, for fear of affecting his slender and proud limbs.
Who would have thought that the boy who wore the cartoon underwear of the little
monster could jump so high? Through the alley is the bus stop, Lin Jiao finally
mercifully opened his mouth, Lu Jingfeng from the awkward silence to save.
However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Jingfeng felt that silence was also
very good. "You didn't answer the question Mao Ying asked you at the dinner
table," Lin said carelessly. "What problem?" "When was the last time you were in
love?" Lu Jingfeng touched his head: "Why do you care so much about your boss's
personal emotional life?" Lin said with a smirk, "You never did, did you?" The
two men communicated by asking questions, and there was no answer. Lu Jingfeng's
capacity for liquor was not as good as his. Although he didn't drink much, he
was dizzy and confused by the hot summer night wind that had passed through the
hall. "How could he not?"? Read countless women, rich love history, are you
satisfied? Lin Jiao raised his eyebrows and snorted with a nasal voice, his
smiling eyes full of "you just make it up", obviously not believing it. Excited
by his provocative manner, the old man's fragile self-esteem, a hot head and
face began to bluff to support the scene, "what is your reaction?"? Don't
believe it? Would you like me to take out a large number of private photos of my
ex-girlfriend in my mobile phone for you to appreciate? Lin did not listen to
deception and accepted good advice with a shrug. "Good." “……” Lu Jingfeng
blinked wildly and rolled his eyes several times. "Can you see the former
sister-in-law?"? Don't be ashamed. "I'm afraid it's not Tangerine Pear Yarn
Hatano Yui." “？？？” Or do you prefer a hybrid, Maria Ozawa? Is it difficult to
like paper people? "You.." Lu Jingfeng didn't know what a paper man was, but it
was estimated that it was not a good thing. He stared angrily, but he was well
cultivated and did not get angry easily. When he touched Lin's teasing eyes, he
laughed back and nodded solemnly, "Well, Thumbelina is quite good." In a hurry,
Lin naturally answered, "Oh, do you prefer the left hand or the right hand?"
Carelessly said dirty words, two people paused at the same time, Lu Jingfeng old
face a red, stem neck dare not look back at Lin's face, pretend to clear his
throat, just saw the bus he wanted to take from the gorgeous passing in front of
him, perfectly missed. Tut, I'm just talking nonsense to you. Lu Jingfeng
frowned with chagrin. He was about to walk out of the long lane. Half of his
body had already come out of the shadow and touched the noisy voices around the
bus stop. The headlights of the car illuminated half of his handsome face. The
bridge of his nose was shining with crystal water. It was the sweat stains from
the high temperature and the smell of alcohol. I don't know what it tasted like.
Lin's mind moved slightly, and there was fluff scratching in his veins. He was
so itchy that he couldn't bear it. It seemed that if he didn't do anything
now,
wire
nail machine manufacturers, he would never come back when he got out of the
alley completely, got on the bus, and drove out of sight. How can that work?.
3shardware.com
The Wall