MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 10 Initiation? Enema? (One)

In this case, Lin Wanrong is no longer polite with him, and has included the picture book in his pocket.

"Although this technique is better than the technique of tonic, but if it is not practiced properly, it will inevitably lead to the work. Remember to communicate between Yin and Yang, and not insult others." Uncle Wei also ordered.

This thing is a supplementary technique specially designed for prostitutes. Uncle Wei's speech was unknown, probably because he hadn't tried it himself, and it was understandable.

It's only been a month since Lin Wanrong arrived in this world. I haven't had time to fall in love. Where can I find a woman to practice?

Seeing Lin Wanrong's face bewildered, Uncle Wei shook his head helplessly: "Well, I will help you again."

He clasped it on Lin Wanrong Tianling's lid gently, and a heat flow poured into Lin Wanrong's body along his palms, until his limbs and bones were all warm and comfortable. It felt like it was a barbecue in the microwave oven.

I don't know how long it took, Uncle Wei finally slowly withdrew the palm of his hand, the sweat on his forehead was rolling, his face was extremely pale, and his expression seemed to be twenty years old.

I finally looked like an 80-year-old person, and it was probably useless to paste cucumbers and pull my face, Lin Wanrong thought to himself.

Zhe Lin Wanrong moved her arms, and there seemed to be a flow of force around the limbs and joints in the body, and the strength was much stronger than before.

Uncle Wei adjusted his breath for a long time before he opened his eyes and said, "Although you have good bones, but since you are eighteen years old, all parts of your body have been shaped. The instillation technique I applied to you has very poor results. You have less than 10% of your success. "

说 He shook his head as he said, and he did not know whether he felt that Lin Wanrong had missed his good years or whether he was lamenting the loss of his skill.

Enter 70%, less than 10%? This efficiency is too low. Lin Wanrong was also ashamed.

To be honest, Lin Wanrong was a 21-year-old university graduate, worked hard in a medium-sized company for four years, and was mixed into the position of a department manager. Really speaking, Lin Wanrong is not his 18-year-old, but 20 Four or five years old.

But when it fell from Mount Tai, not only the space was distorted, but also the time was distorted. In this world, Lin Wanrong's body unexpectedly returned to the state of eighteen or nineteen years old. Therefore, Lin Wanrong is now eighteen or nineteen years old with a twenty-five-year-old heart.

Lin Wanrong naturally would not explain this to him. For unselfish Uncle Wei, Lin Wanrong was grateful or grateful.

Looking at his pale cheek, Lin Wanrong thought for the first time that even though he was really glass, Uncle Wei was still my Uncle Wei.

"Uncle Wei, thank you, everything is not forced, and with such progress now, I am also very content." Lin Wanrong said lightly. It was originally, Lin Wanrong's body was distorted by time and space, and he unexpectedly survived to come here, which is a huge gift in itself, what else can I expect?

Uncle Wei rushed to Lin Wanrong and gave a thumbs up: "It can be picked up and put down, it's really a man. Good. Wan Rong, you can rest assured, even though Dafa failed, but I think you just need to study that picture It will surely succeed. "

Initiation Dafa? Why does this name sound so awkward?

The initiation failed, and Lin Wanrong's thoughts on Gongfa gradually faded. The album, let's look at it as Chun Palace's album, it is still useful to enhance the relationship between the couple on the bed. Up.

"Long Rong, since we met, what do you think of me?" Lin Wan Rong was still in the dark, but he heard Uncle Wei suddenly ask.

"That's to say, it's the uncle, you saved my life, and Entong remade it." Lin Wanrong answered without thinking.

Uncle Wei had a strange smile on his face: "If you want me to help, would you like to?"

Ji Lin Wanrong was worried that he would bring up another impersonation, and hurriedly said: "As long as it is not impersonating others and I can do what I can, I will definitely do it."

大 Uncle Wei nodded and said, "That's all right, but it's actually easy--I want you to go to Xiaofu and be a family member."

"Home-Ding-?" Lin Wanrong almost bit his own tongue.

萧 This Xiao Jialin late Rong knew that he was one of the most wealthy households in Jinling City. Uncle Wei also condescended to be a senior servant under their door. Of course, Lin Wanrong knew that this was just a way for Wei Wei to hide his identity.

叫 The old man asked me to be a homemaker? Tell me to wait for someone? Lin Wanrong stared fiercely at the old man Wei. If it hadn't been said before, he might have stepped forward and killed the old man a half.

Seeing the proud smile on Old Man Wei's face, Lin Wanrong knew that he had fallen into the trap of Old Man Wei. This dead old man, it would be better for him to be a slave to others, but he would pull him into the water, and his conscience was greatly bad.

Zhe Lin Wanrong seemed to see herself wearing a green cloth shirt and a small hat on her head, called by the host to drink. He has loved an unrestrained life since he was a child, but now he is overcast by this old man. He wants to be a homemaker for others. The hatred in his heart is like the endless water of the Yangtze River.

The old man Wei did not need to look at his face, and knew what expression he was now, and pretended to sigh: "Forget it, since you don't have that mind, I don't-"

"Slow--" Lin Wanrong interrupted him, knowing that the old man had deliberately instigated himself, but who let himself speak out ahead, he had to bite his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you, go to the Xiao family, Be one-home-Ding! "

"However," Lin Wanrong's tone changed. "One year is the limit, that is to say, I only work as a family member in the Xiao family for one year. After one year, we don't owe each other."

"One year?" Uncle Wei nodded and said: "One year should be enough. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is late, I hope you enter the Xiao family and make a career. This is not only for the Xiao family, but also For yourself. "

He Jiading? cause? For the Xiao family? For yourself? This old man is too foolful, Lin Wanrong's hateful itching, let a family to do a career, really this old man can think of it.

Of course, the old man Wei understood what Lin Wanrong was thinking. A mysterious smile floated on his face: "Remember, God will only favor those who work hard. There is only one chance. Everything is up to you. Maybe you get it. It would be something you would never have imagined before. "

Gao Lin Wanrong had an intuition. The old Wei man walked around and seemed to bring himself back to the original trouble. He wanted to follow up again, but saw that the old man Wei had already adjusted his breath on the knees, apparently unwilling to talk to him again.

Zhe Lin Wanrong had to swallow the words. He was injured today and was extremely tired. He scolded this sinister old guy in his heart for a while and fell asleep.

Lin Xirong was awakened by Xi Xi's voice for a while, and he opened his eyes to see that it was dim. The old Wei man over there was packing and preparing to leave.

When I saw him waking up, Old Man Wei leaped up from the bed and stood in front of Lin Wanrong and said loudly: "The feast is all-pervading in the world, and Wan Rong, take care of you."

Qi Lin Wanrong also quickly got up, despite the pain in her shoulders, lying on the ground respectfully and gave Uncle Wei three beatings.

Uncle Wei hurriedly stopped him and suddenly remembered something: "Yes, I almost forgot one thing. Wan Rong, tomorrow is the Xiao family's selection contest. I have already registered for you. My name is my distant nephew Son, I gave you a nickname, Lin San. Remember, someone called Lin San is calling you. Remember to go on time. "