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Confucius said: "Learn and practice it from time to time."

Mencius said: Confucius is right.

People work hard and don't forget to improve themselves while doing business, and someone highly appreciates it.

When you walk out of the mall, there is a little follower around you.

According to the girl's own introduction, her name is Gao Ya, and she has nothing to do with Gao Yue except that she joined the maid group at the same time.

Tilapia said that people who can spend their own money to learn and progress are worthy of the word elegance.

Well, he is very elegant and proficient in playing, playing and singing.

After leaving the mall, the master and servant appeared at the barbecue stall at the Juxia Night Market.

More than a dozen skewers of kidneys, two plates of leeks, hundreds of various grilled skewers, and a few bottles of cold beer, it was a joy to eat.

The other customers at the stall were stunned by the bold gesture.

Novice: "Is it because of your boldness that you are so stunned, and not because you have more than a dozen strings of kidneys?"

Gao Ya accompanied him throughout the whole process, watching the cheap master finish off a dozen kidneys and a large plate of leeks in one go, smiling like a nympho.

I thought to myself, I'm afraid I'll be safe tonight.

After 20,000 years, I can finally get rid of my damn status as a yellow flower girl.

Thinking of her status as a big girl, Gao Ya burst into tears.

She joined the maid corps at the age of 14, and she is still a big girl now. My family, who knows?

After the sex was over, Gao Ya thought that the host would take her back to the valley or find a hotel nearby.

result......

Dynamic music, young men and women dancing crazily, flashing lights, dim and noisy, crowded environment, elegant brows dancing wildly.

"The master actually likes bars, why don't I know at all?"

Looking at the dance floor, swaying wildly to the rhythm, like a cheap master with epilepsy, his elegance is completely messed up.

Wanton, free and easy, no different from countless will-o'-the-wisps and yellow hairs.

"Beauty, I'll buy you a drink."

"roll!"

Powerful spiritual power came out of the body along with the voice. The young man who came forward, who was suspected to be a white-collar worker, suddenly had blurred eyes and left with a beer.

"How dare you date this girl?" Looking at the young man's back, Gao Ya looked disgusted.

Not far away, a young man swayed and carried a wine bottle to a man with a will-o'-the-wisp yellow hair. He stared at the man with his godless eyes, rounded the bottle in his hand, and hit the man on the shoulder hard.

“Enjoyable.”

Gao Ya took the water of life and drank it in one gulp, her face flushed with excitement.

Watching the fun is just fun, and giving a lesson is a lesson, but she doesn't dare to cause harm to anyone.

Therefore, under the deliberate guidance of her mental power, the target of the wine bottle was the will-o'-the-wisp man's shoulder.

While staring at the beautiful woman and drooling, the ghost-fire man didn't expect that he was so unlucky.

Damn it, a rejected pretty girl actually dared to hit herself with a wine bottle.

His shoulders recovered a little, and without saying a word, he immediately picked up the wine bottle on his desk to fight back.

As soon as the white-collar's eyes regained clarity, a wine bottle came towards him, and he was immediately frightened and took a step back.

With just one step, he luckily escaped the fate of a headshot.

Gao Ya put away the force field and looked at the two groups amusedly.

The will-o'-the-wisp yellow-haired friend reacted and joined the battle at the same time.

When the young white-collar companion saw this, he quickly ran forward to stop him.

The two groups seemed to be having a lively fight, with several bottles broken, but surprisingly no blood was seen.

There were a lot of skin injuries, but none of them hurt muscles or bones.

"Is it fun?"

Seeing the security guard separating the two groups, Tilapia returned to the bar from the dance floor and asked funnyly.

"It's okay." As if he was afraid that Tilapia would be angry, he added: "When Huang Mao comes in, he wants to rub his hands on the slave's thigh, and the other one wants to get the slave drunk."

...Tilapia.

After looking at the water of life on the bar, Tilapia was silent.

"A person who treats the water of life as plain water can easily get drunk. What are you doing to fool him?"

Although the little maid is not authentic, she is still sensible.

Although the two groups fought, no one was seriously injured, and he didn't bother to pay attention.

As soon as the force field appeared, someone noticed it.

Without even using his brain, he guessed that the fight between the two groups was most likely the fault of his little maid.

There are not many saints in the maid group who would take the initiative to protect those who are fighting.

The two groups who were fighting were taken away, the waiters quickly cleaned up the scene, and the lively atmosphere of the bar was restored.

Tilapia didn't go crazy on the dance floor. Instead, he sat sideways on a bar chair and admired the atmosphere team hired by the bar.

That's right, it's the atmosphere group.

Afraid of not having enough atmosphere, they spend money to hire boys and girls to boost the atmosphere.

Gao Ya's cheeks were bulging with anger, always feeling like she was being insulted.

Apart from the fact that they dare to show off, in what way are they comparable to the maids and sisters? Compared to myself, what does the master think of them?

There were ten thousand dissatisfactions in her heart, but the girl did not dare to speak or ask, so she could only drink glass of water of life.

"Wait, if there is a chance tonight, I will definitely perform well and let the master know what true charm is." She secretly made up her mind. Thinking of the fructose in the afternoon, the girl couldn't help but lick her lips.

Well, it tastes average, but it's quite silky and contains a lot of energy.

Great tonic, a great tonic.

When the master and servant left the bar, the moon was already in the sky.

There was no hustle and bustle in the street during the day, and there were only the occasional passing vehicles, most of which were taxis.

Looking at the hotel one kilometer away, Gao Ya's heart was pounding, and she was only one step away from the finish line.

Forehead?

Watching the owner stop the taxi, Gao Ya was a little confused.

"No, Master, you just had an idea to go somewhere, do you need a taxi?" Countless questions lingered in my mind, and with the master's words: "Emperor Bath" my heart was completely chilled.

Twenty minutes later, the master and servant received the keys and walked into the men's and women's bathrooms respectively.

"Uuuuuuuuuuah, the promised opportunity is completely different from what I thought!" I cried in my heart. In the middle of the night, I simply washed myself, put on my bathrobe and went to the rest area on the third floor.

Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for a full hour, the tilapia finally arrived.

I took the maid up to the fourth floor, opened a private room, ordered a pot of tea, and waited for the technician to come.

Seeing a man and a woman on the bed, the technician was a little confused. "No, who is giving the massage to the wife?"

There are ten thousand mmp in my heart. The master and servant are enjoying themselves seriously under the service of two professional technicians.

When the technician opened the door and left, Gao Ya immediately pouted and whispered, "Master likes it. This slave is more professional than them in pressing the button."

"They are other people's wives."

In one sentence, Gao Ya was speechless and directly silent.

A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a thief. I am a concubine and stand on the second floor.

Others are wives, standing on the third floor, incomparable, incomparable at all.

Looking at the private room environment, the girl knew that she might not have a chance today.

Turning over to pour someone a cup of tea, the girl tentatively leaned into the owner's arms.

When I realized I wasn't rejected, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Failure is the mother of success. At least we can sleep together today. Gao Ya, you are just one step away from success. If you keep working hard, you will still have a chance in the future." She encouraged herself in her heart. Thinking that she just pinched her feet, the girl suddenly had an idea.

, tentatively asked: "Master, this slave also knows how to massage, how about you enjoy it today?"

"Can."

The maid's enthusiastic performance naturally cannot dampen people's enthusiasm.

After receiving the agreement, Gao Ya's face suddenly showed a confident smile.

You are not afraid of not having a chance to rise to the top, but you are afraid of not having a chance to perform.

If you perform well, will your promotion be far behind?

I don’t believe the master can stop this 20,000-year-old skill.

Um.

The idea is great, and once I actually get started, Gao Ya is surprised to find that her 20,000-year-old massage skills seem to be somewhat inadequate.

Muscles that are stronger than steel, only when you really press them will you know what kind of test it is to your own strength.

Thinking about the way the master just pressed his feet, I thought at first that the master was feeling awkward because of his presence.

Now that I think about it, I don't feel uncomfortable at all. It's just that massage by ordinary people doesn't hurt or itch for cheap owners.

It's said to be a massage, but in fact it's just an itch.
Chapter completed!