Zhang Dashan drove the beautiful Jetta that Zhang Feng often drove out of the city. Murong Qingfeng changed into a dress that looked fairy-like, but it was a pity that it was at night.
If these two people walked hand in hand on the street, it would definitely be a beautiful sight. Zhang Dashan became a public enemy, and Murong Qingfeng became the King of Qian Hai.
Fortunately, they no longer care about worldly opinions.
This kind of combination is common even in the secular world, as long as you have money and your body can handle it.
For more than a year after they confirmed their relationship, they did not stay at home and get bored. They often went out to play. Zhang Dashan is much younger. He has visited all the scenic spots of 700 to 800 kilometers around Kyoto. He met in Kyoto yesterday. Murong Qingfeng knew about that shop when he saw it on the roadside.
I'm going to take advantage of the darkness today to see how my eldest brother is doing now.
They arrived at their destination more than half an hour later.
"Get off the car later!"
As Zhang Dashan spoke, he cut off the wires under the steering wheel and twisted the key into the keyhole.
"Brother-in-law, hehe, you are really good... No wonder you were able to catch up with my sister back then."
Murong Qingfeng smiled.
What can Zhang Dashan say? I got off the car and walked over, shouting loudly outside the store door: "Brother, my car can't start, please help me..."
The boss was still repairing other people's cars. He said without raising his head: "Wait a minute!"
"Brother, I'm a little impatient, can you speed up a little bit?" Zhang Dashan said.
"Everyone is in a hurry."
Zhang Dashan said nothing and returned to the car, his helpless look made Murong Qingfeng laugh: "Haha, brother-in-law, you can't call me big brother, hehe, he didn't like it back then, you defeated him! "
"He was busy repairing other people's cars." Zhang Dashan said.
"hey-hey… "
Murong Qingfeng looked at the people outside the car window. They were thin and frail. Murong Qingfeng's eyes couldn't help but moisten.
"He must have been very lonely these years!"
"No, he is very free and leisurely!" Zhang Dashan said.
"Is this really true? He is not married and has always been alone."
"Is not it?"
"He still can't let go of what happened back then."
"Maybe."
Zhang Dashan looked over there. The man drove away. Murong Dasen was packing his things and waiting for the next business order.
"Brother-in-law, it's your turn!"
Zhang Dashan got out of the car and said loudly: "Brother, it's finally my turn. My car is old..."
The night was very dark, and even with lights it was difficult to see people clearly, so Zhang Dashan deliberately parked the car outside.
"Let me take a look!" Murong Dasen did not look at Zhang Dashan, and Zhang Dashan was still wearing a mask.
He walked over to look at the car. The driver's door was open.
Murong Dasen poked his head in and saw Murong Qingfeng sitting in the passenger seat. At this time, Murong Qingfeng's eyes were filled with tears and he was choking.
Wow when…
The tool in Murong Dasen's hand fell to the ground, and he said with some trembling: "Second sister, you, get out of the car first, go and sit inside, I will repair the car first..."
"Uh-huh… "
Murong Qingfeng was choked and speechless. He got off the car and went over there. He didn't come to see Murong Dasen and asked him to repair the car here.
Murong Dasen stood there blankly looking at the car, feeling very complicated. He wanted to see his relatives, but now he was at a loss when he saw him.
Get your car repaired. Repairing your car can relieve your stress.
"Brother-in-law, he, he just called me second sister. He has not forgotten me, wuwu..."
Murong Qingfeng cried to Zhang Dashan.
"I heard it!" Zhang Dashan said in a deep voice: "Maybe he has given up on his persistence back then."
"Really?" Murong Qingfeng didn't believe it.
"Otherwise he would have beaten me just now, and I wouldn't even let you go."
"Hehe, yes, you won't even let me go, hehe..."
Murong Qingfeng stopped crying when he smiled like this, and his mood improved a lot. Zhang Dashan now was not as dull as before.
After waiting for a long time, Murong Dasen had not yet repaired the car. Now another car came to repair it. This car was not in a hurry and was waiting here.
Half an hour later, Murong Dasen shouted loudly: "Dashan, come here and try..."
"Yes, brother!" Zhang Dashan smiled.
Murong Qingfeng also smiled happily. Yes, the eldest brother had let go of his persistence. She also went over to see.
"Brother, hey hey..."
Murong Dasen ignored him and looked at the car very seriously. Zhang Dashan sat on the car and looked at it and said: "Hey, brother, you are good at repairing it so quickly. Just now I saw your hands shaking and then... I just twisted the key and broke the thread under my feet. I don’t know how to repair it. Fortunately, I have you... "
"One hundred yuan!" Murong Dasen said coldly.
Could Murong Dasen not know what he was thinking
"Uh..." Zhang Dashan didn't expect Murong Dasen to accept money.
"Brother, you are so stingy..." Murong Qingfeng was a little unhappy.
After meeting for the first time in many years, I complained about my eldest brother. Sure enough, he is someone else's woman. This is the water thrown away by a married daughter.
Zhang Dashan said: "Brother, I don't have any money with me now, can you give me some money next time?"
"Then next time." Murong Dasen turned around and left to repair the car over there.
Murong Qingfeng stuck out her tongue at his back, she was still so cute even though she was dozens of years old.
Speaking of which, Murong Qingfeng is now playing the role of a seventeen-year-old female student. She is very good at pretending and has good skin. She looks thirty years younger when she puts on the clothes of a seventeen-year-old girl. She can also wear student clothes.
The two of them went inside to rest. When Murong Qingfeng took off the mask on his face, the people who came to repair the car were shocked.
I was so shocked that a man came over and said, "Sister, what's your name? Tell me, I'll treat you to a supper tonight."
This man must be in his thirties at most, Murong Qingfeng is older than him, but now Murong Qingfeng is not angry.
"I'm very good at eating!" Murong Qingfeng said, "I'm afraid you can't afford it!"
"Haha, can't afford it? Even if I go to the most luxurious restaurant in Kyoto, I can afford it, but you have to tell me your name first." A gold chain the size of a thumb hung around the man's neck.
The gold chain shone golden under the light, giving him a strange nobility.
He has a violent temper and looks like he is not a good person. He pounces on beautiful women when he sees them.
Zhang Dashan didn't even look here. There was no one who could bully Murong Qingfeng in Kyoto yet.
"It's very simple to know my name, you just have to do one thing!" Murong Qingfeng said.
The man smiled and said: "Haha, don't say one thing, it's no problem even ten things, just say it."
"Take off your clothes and let me see how strong your body is. Then I will take a photo and post it on WeChat." Murong Qingfeng took out his mobile phone.
"You, you are kidding me!" The man was furious.
Murong Qingfeng said: "How could I be playing tricks on you? How dare I, a weak woman, do it? I just want to know if your body is strong enough, otherwise you are just a little needle. I don't like it..."
"Haha, it's really good... Do you want to keep your word?"
"I'm here. If I don't keep my word, can you let me go? Am I that stupid?" Murong Qingfeng said.
"That's right, okay, haha..." The man took out the mask, put it on and began to undress.