An hour later, Meng Lang, who had a dry mouth, took Feng Baobao back to Room 520 next door.

"Are you back? Have a drink of water and take a break, how is the matter done?" Zhuge Dali, who had already changed into Pikachu's cute pajamas, handed Meng Lang a cup that had been prepared long ago, and asked at the same time.

Meng Lang looked tired and compared the ok gesture to the little girl: "It's done. If everything goes well, when we come back from Neon, that boy Zhang Chulan will be busy."

"Well, that's good." Zhuge Dali didn't ask much. Seeing that Meng, who was usually fierce, deliberately pretended to be heartbroken, he guessed his little thoughts when he was slightly surprised.

But the little girl who felt the threat next door not only did not expose Meng's thoughts at all, but instead smiled and said as he said:

"Menglang, didn't you agree to teach me and Sister Baoer's massage technique before? Seeing that you worked so hard, I would like to reward you today.

Let me learn first~ you will teach me, I will practice my hands with you, and I will press it for you when I am proficient in the future."

‘yes! Plan!’

He roared excitedly in his heart. Mr. Meng felt that he not only had the hope of getting rid of his identity as a technician, but also vaguely saw the dawn of the serf singing.

Trying to suppress the surprise, Meng Lang showed his usual honest and honest face and said, "How can you be so embarrassed..."

While speaking, Meng quickly released a cleansing spell for himself, and then took off his shoes and lay on the bed quickly.

"But since Dali, you are so persistent, I have to reluctantly support your ideas. Come on, let's start with the relaxation of the back muscle group."

Zhuge Dali:(￣ー￣??)???

"Okay, but I'm not skilled in my technique. If you have any inappropriate force, you should bear it."

Meng Lang:(゜-゜)ゞ?

"Ah--! Dali... Dali, be gentle... Ah----!!!"

So, in the next hour, Miss Ren, who was sleeping next door, was fortunate to hear a series of incredible moans from a man...

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The next morning, Meng Lang and the other two took a takeaway breakfast from the hotel and hurriedly said goodbye to Ren Fei, and flew back to the Magic City on the first flight.

Along the way, Meng looked like she was indulging in her old waist, and she enjoyed Feng Baobao's not only not very caring but also often had half of her feeding.

Zhuge Dali ignored the shameless show of a strong man. Instead, he held two mobile phones and recorded and summarized the massage study last night while setting the left and right sides. On the other hand, he also made a series of supplements and improvements to Meng Lang's plan to attract kidnapping in the wild yesterday.

In this way, it was not until the plane was about to land that the little girl finally finished input and took back her phone. Meng Lang finally watched the girl eat the breakfast that originally belonged to him one by one.

"Oh..." Meng Lang sighed deeply. Seeing that the plane had already landed, he stopped installing it. With a greeting, he took two girls out of the cabin with the envious eyes of the six uncles and men in the first class.

Before leaving the door, Meng turned around and left a meaningful smile to the old men staring at the two girls all the way.

The expression seemed to be saying, "Is envious? It's useless to envy me. Even if you are in first class, do you have such a strong female companion?

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Uncles, your club is yours, I am rich and I am expensive, everyone will not be as perfume as a flower dew. I have taken my girl home. If you want to find a girl, learn from Xu Laosi and go to the club to wash your feet more.

‘But why do you always think that one of these people looks so familiar? I can’t remember where I have seen it? Forget it~ Maybe it’s an illusion. That old man is obviously an alien. Maybe he has read it when he was flipping the file.’

Meng Lang shook his head gently, ran two steps to catch up with the two girls who had walked a little far away while he was thinking. The three of them walked back with laughter...

Two hours later, Meng Lang, carrying seven or eight bags of huge barbecue, followed the girl into the door of 3601.

It was lunch time, and there were three members of the Lu family, three members of the Zhang family, and a pink little loli sitting next to the dining table at 3601.

The seven people were looking at the busy figure in the kitchen with their eyes blankly, and their pupils that lost their focal length were filled with their silent accusations of the world.

Meng Lang and Zhuge Dali looked at each other, and it seemed that they had really bought the right barbecue.

Smelling the burnt smell that kept floating in the kitchen even if the high-power range hood is turned on, even Feng Baobao, who has never been picky about food, had a cold war.

The devil's cooking skills, which are still addicted to food, are well-known in the love apartment, and are the existence of children crying at night. Meng Lang really admires the seven big shots sitting at the dining table.

Mr. Lu Shuren once said: "The real warriors not only dare to face the bleak life, but also dare to face the blood of the blood. They can even face Hu Yifei's cooking without escaping."

‘How might it be!’

He secretly admired her. Meng Lang decided to transform into an angel to save these poor lost lambs, so he coughed gently: "Cough! Cough! Everyone, we are back, and we also brought barbecue on the way."

"That's great! Boss, you are finally back!" Hearing Meng's words, Zhang Wei seemed to have seen a savior, and rushed from his seat in a flash and headed straight towards Meng Lang's barbecue bag in his arms.

Seeing Zhang Wei's eyes moist look in his grilled bag, Meng Lang couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Your husband and a eldest nephew have now earned far more than the per capita income of the Magic City. Even if you donate half of it to the welfare home every time, you will not be so poor that you have to eat Hu Yifei every day, right?

What's even more terrible is that it would be fine if one person was stingy, but the uncle and nephew of the Zhang family were really stingy. Chen Duo's little sister could still keep him in such a living condition that she could eat braised vegetables every day. It's really a matter of saying that the little girl is really... she has never seen the world.

He looked at Chen Duo sympathetically, Meng Lang moved a few more chairs to the dining table, and sat down with Zhuge Dali and Feng Baobao.

The little girl put the nutritious meal porridge specially bought for Chen Meijia in front of her. When she turned around, she saw Hu Yifei still conducting a blasting experiment in the kitchen, she kindly reminded her:

"Sister Yifei, stop busy. We have a lot of barbecue. Come and eat together."

The female devil waved her hand without looking back, and her voice was excited: "It's okay, you eat first, I'll add two more dishes to everyone."

Just as the little girl and Meng Lang looked at each other and were puzzled, Lu Linglong spoke: "Okay~ you don't need to persuade me anymore. My uncle is back today. I am preparing to practice my skills in advance and give me a welcome banquet later!"

Meng Lang:(ノ￣▽￣)?

"ha?"

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ps: The third update.

Bow off the stage
Chapter completed!