Chapter 94

It turned out to be a hole. You can see the bathroom from this side. It was just covered with paper. After he punctured the paper, the light came.

Gao Fei's heart suddenly jumped up: blessed by Buddha, thanks to a nightmare I had just had, how else could I wake up and find this big secret?

Then, in his heart, he began to scold: who is the one who has made a small hole here to see the beauty take a bath? If you let your brother know, you have to cut off his little brother, even my woman!

No matter Gao Fei scolds or is happy, after discovering this small hole, he immediately gets into the closet and leans his right eye up.

Then, breathing stops.

Through this small hole, Gao Fei can see the view about one meter around the bathroom: a beautiful figure.

He can't see his face. It's too high.

He can't see his feet. They're too low.

But he could see other parts of this beautiful body, and he was sure that it was Xie Hongyan, not Zhang Wenwen, who took a bath.

Because Zhang Wenwen is too thin!

Silent force swallow mouth spit, fly from below slowly upward to see.

That careful eyes, like you with a knife to cut apples, sweet flesh, little by little appear in the knife: round and curvy legs, white and greasy skin, mixed with bath gel, shining healthy luster in the light. Full, springy thighs——

As soon as the knife was cut here, a jade hand might be itching on its thigh. It fell down quickly, patted it gently, and then lifted it up. The white flesh on its thigh vibrated a few times, as if there was some wild power hidden.

Fortunately, goofy controlled it - so he went on peeling the apple: his round navel didn't have much attraction for him. At most, it was better than others.

And then cut, cut out the slender waist.

Gao Fei wants to continue to look up and see the charming face of Xie Hongyan: it's a pity to only look at her body but not her face.

Unfortunately, he watched it for five or six minutes. Xie Hongyan didn't bend down and squat. Instead, she turned around.

Then he saw two doors, the vermilion one, with copper nails and gold rings.

Of course, these two vermilion doors are not real doors, but tattoos.

Gao Fei knew that he had seen tattoos on women many times, some flowers, some butterflies, and even some people would be stabbed with cobras or skeletons.

That kind of tattoo will give people an evil temptation.

But he had never heard of or seen a woman stabbing two doors behind him.

Compared with rose or cobra, the dynamic effect of the vermilion gate is much worse, which seems to be a little old-fashioned and dull.

In particular, this gate is stabbed at Xie Hongyan, which gives Gao Fei a feeling of regret.

But as soon as he had this regret, Xie Hongyan immediately told him how naive his view was.

Xie Hongyan bent down to pick up the soap on the ground. Then he saw the two doors open

And then, the nosebleed came out of Gao Fei's nose like a snake.

Evil, evil, taitemo's evil, worthy of being the first beauty in China, even tattoos are so different, as far as possible to stimulate the last trace of madness in men's bones.

"One day, I will touch these two doors to taste the taste of immortality and death!"

Gao Fei stood against the two doors, his eyes began to turn red, and there was nothing else in his mind except this idea.

……

At 7 p.m., Shen Yinbing, together with Xiao Song and Su Xiaomei, stands on the doorstep of Jinghua Dongcheng hotel.

Shen Yinbing et al. And director Liang of the development department.

Originally, director Liang promised Shen Yinbing that he would show up at the gate of the hotel on time at half past six, but now it's seven o'clock and he hasn't shown up yet.

Shen Yinbing has been waiting here for forty minutes, and Xiao Song and his wife have a look of impatience.

However, Shen Yinbing, who was wearing a black pranda dress, was still standing there like a watchman's stone.

Forty minutes later, it was getting dark and the street lights were quietly open, but director Liang was still out of sight.

Xiao Song mentioned his right foot in high-heeled shoes, gently moved his sore ankle, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, do you want to call director Liang?"

Shen Yinbing shook his head slowly: "no, he may have something temporary, or he can't get through the traffic jam."

Su Xiaomei frowned and said, "but even if he can't get through the traffic jam, he should call. We've been waiting for more than an hour."

Shen Yinbing smiles and doesn't say anything, but thinks: Although director Liang is only the deputy director of the development department, even if the local powerful mayors meet him, they have to be polite. We are just a local private enterprise. If he can promise to meet us, it's a great face.

Half an hour later, when Su Xiaomei squatted down and began to rub her ankles, director Liang finally called Shen Yinbing.

On the phone, director Liang said: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Well, I said I'd invite you to dinner tonight, but I can't get away from working overtime. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll be there at the same time tomorrow night! Well, that's it. I'll hang up first. "

Without waiting for Shen Yinbing to say anything, director Liang hung up.

Seeing Shen Yinbing slowly putting down his mobile phone, Xiao Song asked in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, is it director Liang's phone?"

"Well, it's his."

Shen Yinbing nodded and said faintly: "director Liang just called to say that he worked overtime in his unit today, but he couldn't get through, so he put it off until this time tomorrow."

"What?"

Su Xiaomei was very angry: "we've all ordered a set meal. We've been waiting for him here for more than an hour. If he can't come, he won't come. Isn't that a joke?"

"Even if it's a trick, what can we do? All right, no one of you. Song, you call sunspot and ask him to wait in the box for dinner. Since director Liang is not coming, we can't waste the table.

Well, if we don't come, we'll have a good night's rest. "

With a bitter smile, Shen Yinbing turned and walked into the hotel hall.

Since Mr. Shen said so, it was hard for them to say anything more, so they had to call sunspot and ask him to come to dinner.

Twenty four hours a day, if converted to seconds, is 86400 seconds.

It looks like a huge amount, just like the deposit on the bank card. In fact, no matter how frugal you are, it will be spent soon.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, more than 20 hours later, Shen Yinbing, dressed in a white ol suit, appeared on the steps in front of the East Hotel at 6:15.

Click, click - with the second hand rushing forward, it's 7:30, but director Liang is still out of sight.

Looking at the endless traffic on the road in the distance, Xiao Song asked in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, will director Liang not come again?"

Shen Yinbing shook his head: "I'm not sure, but he took the initiative to call at noon today to say that he would definitely come before seven o'clock tonight - maybe there's a traffic jam on the road?"

Her cell phone rang before her voice fell.

Director Liang's sorry voice said: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry. I'm all out, but the leader has arranged new tasks for me. Well, I can't do it - or I'll do it. I'll be there by this time tomorrow. Even if it's a knife in the sky, I'll be there! Sorry, Mr. Shen. That's it. Goodbye. "

Seeing that Shen Yinbing slowly put down his mobile phone, Xiao Song asked angrily, "Mr. Shen, is he not coming again?"

Shen Yinbing turned around and said faintly, "call sunspot and let him eat in the box."

On the third evening when Shen Yinbing came to Beijing, it began to rain, accompanied by gusts of cool wind.

Shen Yinbing three people this time are standing under the hall, deep feeling of the visual distance, waiting for director Liang's presence.

They were disappointed for the third time. When it was almost 8 o'clock, director Liang called. He was sorry and swore that he would definitely come to the appointment at 7:30 p.m., otherwise he would be struck by thunder!

Shen Yinbing doesn't know if director Liang will be struck by thunder tonight because he broke his promise for the fourth time.

"Mr. Shen, the one surnamed Liang is a playwright!"

After standing in front of the hall for four evenings, Xiao Song's dissatisfaction broke out: "I think we'd better go to the development department tomorrow and find another way. We don't have to hang on the tree named Liang!"

"Looking for a new way? Ha ha. "

Shen Yinbing said with a bitter smile: "Xiao Song, what you said is light. Do you think those masters in the country are so good? Do you know how much energy it took vice president Yan to get director Liang's Buddha? In addition to him, we can't find the gate of the temple even if we hold up the pig's head. "

Su Xiaomei said: "but he is playing tricks on us and making trouble for us. It's been four days. Can't we always wait for him here?"

"Wait, maybe he will come tomorrow."

After a pause, Shen Yinbing finally made up his mind: "if he doesn't come tomorrow, we'll try again!"

Perhaps, director Liang also felt that it was not a thing to break his promise four times in a row - anyway, in the evening of the fifth day, he finally arrived at the Dongcheng hotel.

But he is not alone, but with a dozen people.