"oh"
"I’m white"
"It turns out that those people just got together not to help you, but"
Hong-mei Xia in Liang Pingshen Jiaochen a judo "Yes, they are here to grab business with me".
"Amount"
Liang Ping immediately had a feeling of distress situation and immediately made a decision.
"Well, I promise you, but you have to promise me that you must tell me where the dark hall is."
"hmm!"
Hong-mei xia nodded heavily and her head gently rested on Liang Ping’s shoulder.
"In fact, you are really a good man."
"snoring"
Hong-mei xia light language turned out to be a deep sleep.
Chapter 47 Peace and Democracy
Handsome and pretty girls in Fengyue Street, the guests are so busy that everyone can’t be compared with this world.
Liang Ping looked at Hong-mei xia’s sleeping appearance, and my heart was inexplicably sad.
What a beautiful woman, what a miserable situation.
If the dead human can be reborn here, will dad also appear in this place?
A little more hope in my heart is quietly enjoying Xia Hongmei’s sleep.
Serene, natural and evil
Liang Ping didn’t know for a moment that if he expressed his love for Hong-mei Xia, this love had surpassed Mo Yu’s position in his heart at a short moment.
"I don’t know that Mo Yu’s mother returned to Yindu City in one way and another way to make Mo Yu give up on herself."
My heart suddenly a restless mood prompted him to gently rubbed Xia Hongmei red/naked sweet shoulder.
"Hey, wake up"
Hong-mei Xia raised her sleepy eyes and said with a face of apology, "I’m really sorry. I haven’t had such a quiet sleep for a long time."
"yi"
Liang Ping felt a shock.
"You’re not really asleep, are you? I’m still asleep because I’m right."
"Hehe"
Hong-mei Xia is sad and laughs. "That’s because you haven’t seen these people in Fengyue Street. Which one of them is not rewarding the sleeping guests? It’s insignificant. If you want to buy a room of your own here, it’s a small wooden bed. You need a teenager who lives in poverty here and must have a prosperous business to have enough money."
"money?"
Liang Ping’s heart was shocked by this matter, but she only had one copper coin, and she didn’t know how much it would cost when Xia Hongmei lost so much here.
Is eagerly asked, "So how is the elimination calculated here?"
"One copper coin an hour"
Hong-mei Xia heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I have been here for one month. You are really my first guest."
"Hehe"
Liang Ping thought of Xia Hongmei’s skillful techniques and skills with a suspicious face. "I don’t think so. Are you a genius in this field?"
"I know what you’re thinking. In fact, to tell you the truth, this is what I did in my previous life. The division of hell seems to be more refined than people. All people who hang out in romantic places will come to romantic street after their death, while those who were beggars before their death will live in beggar street. Everyone has a common language here, but the friendship here seems to be particularly dull."
"Listen to what you said here, is there a wandering street here?"
Liang Ping thought that dad had always been a wave before his death. If there was a wandering street, he would be allowed to find dad in that place.
Hong-mei xia is a smile. "I just slept soundly. If you can lend me your shoulder, maybe I’ll tell you the location of the wandering street and the dark hall when I’m in a good mood."
Liang Pingwen smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Ha ha, you are so cute, so feel free."