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The master and the servant made more than a dozen bottles of Green Stick, and the diners around them cast curious glances from time to time.

"No, with a plate of rice noodles and peanuts, two chicken racks, and a plate of pickles, how did you two drink more than a dozen bottles of green sticks?

It doesn't matter if the man is tall, but the girl...well." Wang Xue was tall, which made a few people silent.

She looks petite and exquisite in front of Tilapia. She really stands up, and the thickness of the soles of her Martin boots is at least 175.

175, a height that puts countless men to shame.

While drinking, the master and servant took off their coats.

Without the cover of the windbreaker, Tilapia was surprised to find that the little girl was even more majestic than he imagined.

Well, at least it's a D.

"With this kind of money, why are you pretending to be Ji Xue's little fan girl? Don't sweet potatoes taste delicious?" He complained in his heart. Anyway, someone firmly refused to admit that people with big D's are related to handsomeness.

After shaking the empty green stick, her eyes scanned the wine bottles and found that they were all empty. Wang Xue couldn't help scratching her hair.

"Are you still drinking?

If you continue, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you."

"all!"

Looking out the window, he saw that it was completely dark and the number of people on the sidewalk had decreased. Tilapia thought about it and gritted his teeth.

"Challenge.

Asking a Northeastern man if he still wants to drink and risking his life to accompany a gentleman is a challenge to him."

"Okay, just wait." Wang Xue smiled softly, stood up, picked up the phone, twisted her butt and walked to the counter again.

"A plate of pork head, a plate of beef with soy sauce, and a box of green sticks."

Auntie at the cashier: "Little girl, are you sure it's a box of green sticks?"

"Yes." Wang Xue nodded, took out his mobile phone and called up the payment code.

When the cashier heard the sound of a successful payment, I turned around to get the pork head and beef with soy sauce that had already been cut and ready for use.

Tilapia said nothing, just looked at her quietly.

It has to be said that the selection criteria for the maid corps are not easy to say, and with the acquired training, the little girl really has no choice regardless of her face or figure.

Under the leather pants, her butt is big and firm, and her slim waist makes people drool when she walks around.

Without the windbreaker to cover it, thanks to the reduced flow of people in the store, otherwise I would have caught the eyeballs of countless LSPs.

After a meal of wine, from 3 or 4 in the afternoon to 10 in the evening, Tilapia was completely taken over.

If the noodle shop hadn't been closed, the master and servant could have continued fighting until dawn.

As they left the noodle shop one after another, Tilapia thought of something and teased: "It's so late, you never thought of inviting me to your house to see the backflip cat?"

"Well, I don't have a cat at home." Wang Xue smiled awkwardly, unfolded her windbreaker and put it on in a cool and handsome manner. "Of course, if you want to visit the bedroom, I will not refuse you."

"Haha!!!" Tilapia laughed happily.

He put his arms around the girl's shoulders and said, "If you don't take the initiative, don't refuse, we are quite a match."

"Whatever you say." Wang Xue shrugged, feeling very bachelor.

Pointing to the east: "The gate of the community is right there. You can walk a few hundred meters to the slave girl's house."

In a word, Tilapia doesn't understand why Wang Xue is the type of maid group who doesn't take the initiative or refuse.

I don't want to be pampered, and I won't take the initiative to find ways to please myself.

Don't refuse, this is the condition for joining the maid group. Once you choose to join, you are ready to sacrifice yourself at any time.

Through the dim light of the street lamp, I carefully observed the changes in Wang Xue's expression.

Seeing that it didn't look like acting, Tilapia sighed and laughed at himself: "I'm not charming enough, it's embarrassing."

"Grrrr!!!" Wang Xue chuckled. The master and servant stepped on the cleaned and trampled ground and walked towards the direction Wang Xue just pointed out.

The two of them chatted without a word, but in fact they both knew what each other was thinking.

Tilapia did not leave directly and chose to go east with him. Wang Xue guessed that he might officially take up his post tonight.

Swipe the card to enter the community and soon arrived at Wang Xue's home.

The combination lock was opened, Wang Xue immediately hung the coat on the hanger, then took out the slippers from the space soul guide and squatted down to put them on for Tilapia.

The shoes are new. Take a look at the shoe cabinet at the door. Except for a few pairs of high heels, most of them are neutral style shoes.

Walking into the living room, Wang Xue smiled awkwardly and explained: "I am the only one left at home. The house subsidized by the government is a bit small."

"Fortunately, it's not too small." The living room is about thirty square meters. Fortunately, there is an open balcony, which can slightly increase the area.

On one side is the kitchen, and at the door is the dining room.

It is said to be a dining room, but in fact the dining table is placed at the door of the kitchen. To put it bluntly, it is still a living room.

There is a small sofa, a small glass coffee table, and an LCD TV opposite.

Very clean, very simple, very cool. This is the first impression I have of tilapia.

Wang Xue, who had put on slippers, walked in and saw Tilapia looking around the living room, her face slightly reddening without any change after drinking more than a dozen bottles of Green Stick.

He entered the kitchen with his head lowered and quickly took out two bottles of purified water that cost one yuan a bottle.

"My slave's house is a little simpler, which makes you laugh." He unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Tilapia, and then said nervously: "My slave's storage artifacts and some tea leaves, how about... make you a pot?"

"Forget it, it's not that particular." Taking a symbolic drink from the water bottle, Tilapia just wanted to say, "We are the same little maid, but our living conditions are completely different.

Shao Liwen drank tens of thousands of bottles of water, while Wang Xue drank only one yuan per bottle.

Others live in a big villa, but she lives in a two-bedroom apartment that is less than 80 square meters."

Is Wang Xueqiong?

Tilapia would never believe her if she was said to be poor.

Not to mention the gold, silver and jewelry collected from various worlds, with her current ability, even if she doesn't use extraordinary power, she can easily find a job and earn an annual salary of one million.

The little maids are not only outstanding in martial arts, but also have high academic qualifications.

Even if they don't have a diploma and others don't recognize them, with their looks, they can still earn a lot of money by being a female anchor.

Not counting the convenience stores it owns, Shaw's monthly pocket money for its maids exceeds that of more than 90% of working people.

The food and drink are poor, and the accommodation is poor. It can only be said that girls do not value these.

"You can rest for a while in the living room or bedroom first. I'll take a bath and serve you later."

Turning on all the lights in the room and closing the curtains, Wang Xue did not hesitate to take off her clothes as she walked around.

Tilapia glanced at the bathroom and felt the urge to cover her face.

"So small."

The entire bathroom spans four square meters, including the toilet and washing machine.

The space that can really be used for bathing is only one square meter, and the wet and dry areas are separated.

At this moment, someone finally understood why the little girl made herself wait.

You can't wait, because there is separation between dry and wet areas, so the area is not suitable for a mandarin duck bath.

Not to mention the mandarin duck bath, with tilapia physiques, if two people went in together, they would have to squeeze into each other even if they turned around.

"I'm convinced.

What I know is that you don't care, but what you don't know is that you think it's because the maids are so harsh." Withdrawing his gaze, Tilapia curiously walked toward the master bedroom on the south side.

There is no dressing table, not much decoration, and a double bed already takes up a lot of space.

The double bed is placed next to the window, about one meter away from the window.

On the other side of the bed is a desk, with a hard-cover book borrowed from the library placed on the table.

Further outside is the separated wardrobe, which has a sliding door.

I can't help it, the bedroom is too small and there really isn't much space.

There is an air conditioner hanging on the corner of the roof, and the walls are white wallpaper, very simple and clean.

Tilapia curiously opened the closet and took a look. There were several nightgowns, several sets of pajamas, and several sets of underwear, which seemed very empty.

It is understandable that most of the little maid's equipment is placed in storage instruments.

Looking at the styles of nightgowns and pajamas, Tilapia just wants to say that except for her figure, she is really similar to Ji Xue in every aspect.

Whether it's a nightgown, pajamas, or underwear, they are all comfortable to wear.

Sexy you say?

Sorry, I don't have that hobby.
Chapter completed!