Pixiu faces a serious problem in the demon life.
From the time he opened the sky and the earth from Qian's eyes and opened up his wisdom to now, he has never kissed anyone else, and he has never been kissed.
So how should I kiss a ghost now
Pixiu is a decent person, and he can't do things like slap each other's lips wildly with his tongue, but he likes the picture of slamming on the wall and kissing him.
Cool and handsome, arrogant, powerful!
He thought about going downstairs, with a hundred ways to kiss in his mind, and he wanted to choose a suitable one for small things. That guy Qiu Fu was right, he didn't catch him, and he was just as unjustifiable as he was doing.
Pixiu stood at the top of the stairs and sighed. Hou Er passed by holding the tablecloth and asked strangely, "Brother Pi, what's the matter with you?"
The surnamed Pi stared at the only online dating expert in the entire store, put his hand on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "I ask you, have you ever kissed anyone?"
Hou Er was stunned: "Is it online?"
As he spoke, he pouted and pouted, and added, "I've sent this kind of voice before, does it count?"
Pixiu: …
Well, as a monkey, you can also make money on the Internet, and you may not really be able to kiss one even if the skin of your mouth is broken.
"Actually, I haven't met her before." Hou Er was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "But she doesn't reply to my messages lately, and she only replied one after I sent a dozen messages. I think it might be better to meet... "
Pixiu looked at him, reached out and touched the monkey head: "You monkey head, listen to your brother Su, read more, read well, and don't just think about love all day long."
This way you won't be easily scammed online.
Before Hou Er was given a bowl of chicken soup early in the morning, Pi Xiu had already gone to greet the customers in the same store.
In the early morning, there were only fairy officials and monsters rehearsing in the opposite square for breakfast, a peaceful scene of one-handed voting and one-handed soup, and there were no takeaway orders for the time being.
However, Cao Cao, who had been boiled for two days and was out of the bitter sea of drying clothes, was already on standby at his post, always ready to check new orders.
Pi Xiu didn't know how this Guan Guan was being boiled by Qiu Fu. The two big idiots tortured each other. Just looking at the hair on Guan Guan's body, it seemed that Qiu Fu had won.
Shi Shiran, the boss of Pi, walked around the screen that blocked his view, walked to the table, knocked on the table and said, "Good morning."
Guanguan chirps like a conditioned reflex: "Good morning, boss, I wish you a long life like Donghai Fubi Nanshan. What service do you want to choose, please say 1 for take-out delivery, 2 for in-store reservations, and scolding service please say 3…”
Qiu Fu stood and winked at Pi Xiu: "Brother, do you think I trained this bird well?"
Pixiu wiped his face and hesitated.
He patted Qiu Fu on the shoulder: "Very good, if there is a will, things will come true. It should be no problem to take orders later."
Qiu Fuxiemei smiled and snapped his fingers, and the card recorder automatically played: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chick..."
The standard Beijing accent, except for none of these vegetable skin repair shops, there is nothing wrong with it.
Ren Jiao took the opportunity to shake his head into a rattle in the back, and personally told Pixiu not to be too happy, Qiu Fu never did anything less at the critical moment.
Pi Xiu stared at Qiu Fu and the broken bird for a while, and decided that he would not be bothered if he didn't see it, so he went out to practice the car first.
He drove his beloved little pickup truck, and backed into the garage for a while.
The sun gradually moved up, the hour hand turned slowly, the customers came and went, the Gionee Voice King on the table finally made the first sound to take the order, and all the staff in the store immediately entered a state of first-level wartime alert.
The printer slowly spit out the menu, and the bird's claws were pressed down, and the voice was loud: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer's tail..."
Qiu Fu gasped, and rushed forward to catch the bird, but he didn't expect this crap to giggle twice: "None of these! Braised saffron, stir-fried saffron, boiled small fish, and rice!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Qiu Fu gave Ren Jiao a dry laugh: "That's how it is, lively and joking."
Guanguanquack called out twice more: "Ugly fox, you have to eat some squid to cure body odor! Quack, quack, quack!"
Ren Jiao looked at Qiu Fu with sympathy on his face: "It's really lively, and he smiles like a Donald Duck."
Qiu Fu gritted his teeth: "Trust me, I don't have body odor!"
Ren Jiao thought to himself that there was no use in believing. So many people sitting outside had heard it. It was estimated that in just two minutes, Qiu Fu would be scolded by the phone call from his parents.
When the dishes were out of the pot, Cao Cao didn't talk much, and the branches flew perfectly and splendidly tied a bow, and then handed the takeaway to the handsome guy who had been waiting for a long time in front of him.
Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, seeing that the handsome man in yellow vest in front of him did not let go of his hand holding the takeaway, and slowly spit out two words from his mouth: "Who are you?"
The handsome guy smiled: "Lord Land."
Cao Cao is crazy.
Anyone who has read Journey to the West knows that the average height of Landlords is no more than 1.5 meters.
The handsome guy took the initiative to explain: "There's no way, shouldn't this cater to the market? It's always right to look good."
The handsome guy who was busy in a hurry left, Cao Cao looked at the busy monkeys in the hall, one, two, three, four, five, and looked at the bird beside him, and heard it giggling.
Guan Guan: "It's just that you don't have a human form quack quack."
Cao Cao had a cold face, and stretched out a branch to tie Guan Guan's mouth tightly: "The Buddha said that if you talk too much, you will die."
As for which Buddha, there is no textual research, only Cao Cao knows.
There was no problem with takeaways receiving and delivering orders all morning. When Pi Xiu finished his car and went home with anger, he saw Yiliuyan who looked like a land man from a hospital came out of the store with takeaways.
He nodded and said hello, pushed open the door of the restaurant, and found that it was really hot, and Wen Xi came down to help Jia Suzhen order food. Wearing his own 50 yuan piece of Givenchy, wearing the pearl bracelet he brought in the morning, he shuttled between the guests with a bright face.
Seeing Pixiu coming back, Wen Xi went up to meet him: "How about learning to drive today?"
Pixiu nodded: "It's alright, stop the corpse at the side of the practice, no, stop."
Wen Xi nodded: "I don't understand anyway, you can just think it's good."
"Why did you come downstairs?" Pixiu took out the menu in his hand, stuffed it into the arms of Hou San, who was passing by, and walked aside with the little thing in his arms: "Did they call you up?"
"No." Wen Xi shook the bracelet on his wrist: "Didn't you say that if you break this, you will lose money? I don't have a penny on me, so I can only help you work part-time to pay off the debt."
Pi Xiu snorted coldly: "If you have a good rest, you can't remember, this kind of words can be remembered in your heart."
Wen Xi raised her eyebrows: "That's not right, I remember every word of yours."
The two looked at each other, and Pi Xiu thought that this mouth must be covered with honey, otherwise why is it so sweet? The old monster was about to move, his eyes slid from his lips to his neck and shoulders, and his chest covered by clothes.
I've touched it, but I haven't kissed it yet.
He is worthy of being a monster, and he wants to kiss whoever he likes all over his body.
Pixiu took a deep breath and hugged the little thing a little tighter: "What the hell are you talking about so sweetly?"
Wen Xi pushed him: "Why do you think of me so badly?"
Pixiu laughed, grabbed his shoulder and squeezed and was about to speak when he heard a quack.
The broken bird didn't know when to look at the two of them, and was grinning and grinning: "Primary school students fall in love quack quack, why do you think me so bad quack quack."
Wen Xi's face turned red for a moment, Pi Xiu's face turned black for a while, and the two of them stood together just to make a red and black.
Pi Xiu walked over and took it away with a slap. Cao Cao timely sent a branch to tie its mouth, so that Pi Xiu could hang the talkative bird at the door of the toilet to ward off evil spirits. Naturally, he took over the position of irrigation and began to take orders. Takeaway packaged.
Boss Pi followed Wenxi to help in the store for a while, until after the lunch time, he brought the meal from the kitchen and went upstairs with Wenxi.
As soon as the boss left the front foot, Qiu Fu rushed out of the kitchen on the back foot, and led Hou San and two people to rescue the bacon-like bacon hanging on the door of the toilet.
As soon as he loosened the bindings on his mouth, he cursed: "Stinky old man!"
Qiu Fu covered its mouth and turned to look at the stairs, for fear that Pixiu heard and killed him.
Hou San said in a low voice, "Let's go, I can hear the sound of the curtain rattling."
Qiu Fu breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have much affection for this irrigation. The main thing was that it was the first bird of his own plan to boil the eagle. It was really disgraceful to hang it in the toilet and smoke it to death.
He sighed and said, "You can't say something good with your mouth? You're going to mess with Pi Ge, but I don't know how many eyes Mawang has?"
There was a long silence this time, until Hou San stretched out his hand and poked and said, "I see, you two are good people. I have a secret to tell."
Qiu Fu was stunned: "What secret?"
He and Hou San paid attention to the movement next to him, and when they leaned over carefully, they heard the man say in a low voice, "Ren Jiao didn't flush when he went to the toilet."
Qiu Fu: …
Monkey Three:…
This broken bird is still hanging in the toilet to remind others that they are in a hurry, and they should be flushed when they go.
Pi Xiu pulled the bead curtain and watched Qiu Fu put down the water with cold eyes. He was about to go downstairs when he heard Wen Xi calling from behind, "Come over for dinner."
As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Wen Xi was fighting with the ribs, and he didn't pay attention when the sauce got to his mouth.
The old monster's mind flashed, what does this kind of sauce on the edge of his mouth mean, that is, let him use his mouth to lick it off!
Pixiu walked over and sat next to the little thing, waiting for him to spit out his bones, then reached out and pinched his face to find the angle of his lower mouth.
"What's wrong?" Wen Xi looked at him: "What's wrong with my face?"
Pixiu: "Nothing."
What are you staring at me for? Wen Xi turned away and found that he was still staring at him, especially at his mouth.
After realizing what Pi Xiu wanted to do, Wen Xi froze for a moment. He wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, lowered his head and took a piece of spareribs for himself, but he couldn't eat any more.