Guardian Chapter 52: Do you have any unique skills?

But seeing Huanhong on the stage covering his face with his hands, tilting his hips and raising his hips, he put his feet in a fixed position.

Rhyming drums outside the station, beating closely.

Just this mysterious foreplay can sap people's appetite.

However, Chen Feng is rather weird in his heart. How can this drumbeat sound familiar.

With the sound of a gong in the drum beat.

Raining red fingers spread all over, playing with the palm flowers to both sides of the cheeks.

A curvy face that looks like a silky eye.

She did the same, moving back and forth.

A pretty daughter-in-law's face that is bitterly resentful.

The time is less than five breaths.

Huan Hong has changed a dozen different faces, each of which is a top-notch beauty face.

What's rare is that Huanhong can also match the changing face, swinging the posture, the style is delicious, the essence is just right, the hook is red, the heart is pounding.

Every change made everyone present restless. Regardless of what Huanhong's face was, there is always a dish that suits her in the face of this ever-changing beauty.

At least Chen Feng felt that his appetite was okay, and we could eat the Manchu feast.

Chen Fengxin said, it's no wonder that there is a sense of familiarity. It turned out to be a change of face.

However, Huan Hong's face-changing skill is much more beautiful than the Sichuan Opera.

Sleeping one is equivalent to sleeping a group of people...cough cough cough, stop and stop, thinking again, the rhythm of the face change is shorter, and the face is not covered, just like changing the face out of thin air.

The problem is, it seems to Chen Feng that it is not weird, which is actually weird enough.

Chen Mingting yelled, wishing to take out the money in his arms and throw it out.

Ou Julian is serious now, with a smile on his face, admiration, shaking a folding fan, sipping wine, and the continuous sound of drinking betrayed his calmness. This servant can't contain his saliva. Use drinking as a cover.

Have you ever seen Qiu Chen from the Soul Division?

Both of these goods move like this, not to mention the big prostitutes who are beckoning the green light.

Silver money is raining, and golden leaves are used as showers. When you enter this place, the atmosphere comes together. The money is the number. When you regret it shouldn’t be the first time, oh, it’s clean, and the pants are almost taken out. Broken.

It's over, mother Sang...cough cough, the charming old bustard came out to speak.

"Old rules, girl Huanhong depends on your unique skills, whoever can get her eyes, who is the grandfather of Huanhongyuan tonight."

HOHO~! Husband and wife for a day...Chen Feng complained inwardly. After visiting a kiln, he found out the visual sense of the show "What are you unique?"

"I have a new poem..."

"Call~"

The young boy brother, he was booed before he finished speaking, what age is he, and he is still playing talent, so let's talk about it if he has enough wealth.

"I can drill the leg hair."

Chen Mingting placed one foot on the guardrail and lifted his trouser legs to reveal the thick leg hair of an earthworm.

These legs are hairy, and they can swing left and right.

Grass the grass...Chen Feng cried out a tentacle monster secretly, whoever stepped on a horse can withstand this opening method.

The sisters next to Chen Mingting looked silly, gulping drooling, two battles, wishing to kneel down and bury their heads.

Ou Julian slammed a folding fan, covering half of his face, indicating that he did not recognize this man.

Chen Mingting raised his eyes and looked around, browsing and gesturing, indicating that we have a unique skill and dare to challenge someone.

It can be seen that Huanhong is also a little moved.

She whispered to the old bustard.

The old bustard nodded and smiled, and said to everyone: "Is there any other unique skills that can be compared? If not, the grandfather of Huanhonglou tonight..."

The old bustard didn't finish speaking, and the sister next to Chen Mingting giggled.

He held Chen Mingting's leg hair in his hands, and laughed out of breath, "Fake, it was rubbed with dough."

Chen Mingting's face blushed, he took the dough and leg hair from her sister's hands, and said, "When did I say it was true? Can't you make a joke?"

The crowd roared again, and their lost hearts became active again.

"Did you know it was a fake?" Chen Feng saw Ou Julian's face blocking his face, and he also hid half of his body.

"You don't know him yet? I said that I would make a fool of myself, but he wouldn't listen." Ou Julian shook his fan and said with lingering fear: "Thank you, this is not an ordinary place. The old bust knows that everyone who can come here is worth a lot of money, no It's so offensive, otherwise, if you change the place, you won't be beaten and you will go out."

"It's so boring that I can't eat for nothing." Chen Mingting was downcast, and put his anger on her sister's head. He hugged her waist and hooted her violently, and said viciously: "You're the only one tonight, no Stabbing you with three shots and six holes, it is difficult to solve the hatred in the heart."

My sister is still joking, "Oh, my lord, there are always only exhausted cows, but you can't do it without ploughing the ground."

Chen Mingting fought the man on his shoulder, and got out of the room in a panic, "Let you taste the power of my lion king's whip."

"Beast", "Scum".

Chen Feng and Ou Julian both shouted "heitui" against Chen Mingting's back, and they were in the same hatred.

"Master, what about us."

The elder sister next to them, who doesn't have any bones on her body, coquettishly murmured into their arms.

"Go ahead, don't disturb the man watching the show." Ou Julian turned his shoulder and almost pushed her sister on the ground.

The sister was sulking, pouting, and then looked at Chen Feng.

The elder sister next to Chen Feng shifted her gaze and rolled her eyes, indicating to this handsome handsome guy, sister I'm eating, don't make any decisions.

Here is an episode in the elegant room.

It can be lively outside.

The performances of unique skills, one after another, are more lively than the flyover.

What kind of broken boulders in the chest, swallowing swords, breathing fire, splitting... I don't know, I thought Zuixinfang had hired a juggling team tonight.

The young man who said that he wanted to chant a poem directly took off his Confucian robe, rolled up his sleeves, yanked his eyeballs, his one-eyed blood slumped down, and gritted his teeth with a trembling voice: "I'll pick my eyeballs, who dares Harder than me."

This is really ruthless, more ruthless than the dead Xiaoqiang.

Human eyeballs are not fake eyes. Really naked eyeballs have been plucked alive like this, and the thoughts of wanting to sleep in red are all stunned.

Chen Feng and Ou Julian stood by the guardrail holding their wine glasses and drinking together, watching the crowd drinking with a mockery.

Ou Julian urged Chen Feng from the side, "Brother Chen, this young man is ruthless, no one has a unique job, but he won. Our soul division has come three times today, so we can’t let people out of this ."

"Why don't you go." Chen Feng ignored this, shaking his wine glass to watch the show, taking a sip, quite like a shaking red wine glass.

"I've tried the King Kong fan boomerang a long time ago. People can't look down on it." Ou Julian winked at Chen Feng and leaned against him. "I heard Chen Mingting talked about Brother Chen. , Let my brothers also open their eyes."

Chen Feng is just about to answer.

Ou Julian directly raised his hand and shouted, "We have a unique skill."

After finishing this talk, seeing the eye-catching look, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Feng, squatted down after shrinking.

Ou Julian still looked innocent, and he blinked at Chen Feng and motioned to me to help you get here. It depends on your own destiny tonight whether you are sleeping on the bed or the girl.

Chen Feng was stunned, and his wine glass fell to the ground with a squeak, thinking that I would be a unique skill, waist~wrapped~million~doesn’t it count?