Red waist breaking line

Chapter 677

He hurriedly changed his clothes and put on his sable hat, and walked to the street to hire a car.If it was a normal day, when he was seen walking to the side of the street, there would be a group of flattering coachmen surrounding him begging him, Young Master Zhang, to take a ride.It's a pity that there was a lot of wind and snow tonight, and there was a war again, so the coachmen hid back home early.None of these trash can be counted on at critical moments. When we meet again next time, the young master will reward each of them with ten lashes, beating them until they cry!
If you don't have a car, you can't go to the good restaurants in Lanjing City.There was no other way, he braved the wind and snow, wandering towards the most luxurious inn in the town.

When he arrived at the entrance of the inn, he was not polite, he raised his foot and kicked the door a few times: "Cripple Lang, lame Lang, are you asleep? Hurry up and get up and open the door for me!" He didn't leave anyone alone. Taking time to react, he kicked a few more times impatiently, deforming the toe of a brocade pendant jade shoe.

After waiting for a while, someone came over and lowered the door panel, and opened the door of the inn slightly, revealing a pair of watery eyes like black dots, with a low voice: "...what are you talking about, the guests are all asleep .”

Young Master Zhang didn't care, he kicked the door open, raised his hand and gave the person who opened the door a slap in the face: "The inn belongs to me, so I can make as much trouble as I want, these people can't live here! Get lost! Lang Yan, have you forgotten who you are? Watchdog, dare to scold the master? Hurry up and get the wine and meat! The old man went crazy, so I didn’t even finish my dinner! I’m so hungry!”

At first glance, the door-opener named Lang Yan was about the same age as Young Master Zhang, but compared to the plump and burly young master, he was as thin as a dried chicken paw, short in stature, and dark-skinned. Tan, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see that this person has a boy and girl with delicate features.Although Zhang Dashao is not very beautiful, he is tall and pampered with fine skin and texture.Even though Young Master Zhang was born with a moderately kind and down-to-earth appearance, he was much more eye-catching than this dried charred chicken feet at first glance.What's more, this Lang Yan's right foot is turned outwards. It is obvious that the joint has been injured, and for some reason, it has not been properly repaired, which is why it has such a deformed appearance.

Faced with Young Master Zhang's insults and difficulties, Lang Yan's face did not change at all, he just stepped aside in a low voice, leaned over and said: "Yes, the food and drinks are ready-made, and they will be ready soon."

Young Master Zhang sat down on the soft seat, stretched comfortably, and did not forget to remind Lang Yan loudly: "Where's the brazier?"

Lang Yan quickly brought the food and wine, filled the brazier according to Young Master Zhang's request, took the blanket, and without waiting for Young Master Zhang's instructions, he knelt beside Young Master Zhang's knees and gently massaged his toes.First Young Master Zhang snorted a few times, reclining on the soft seat, without using chopsticks, reached out and grabbed a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, sucking and tsk-tsk: "...tsk... lame man, although sometimes You are a bit weird, but if you want to be a dog, you are definitely like this in this whole town..." He gave Lang Yan a thumbs up and said with a smile, "I have to say, is it better than your dead father?" Few. In fact, if your father had five points of your character, he might have lived to this day. People, fate!"

Young Master Zhang sighed, but his eyes were only on the delicious food on the plate, and he couldn't help arching his feet into Lang Yan's arms.Lang Yan didn't answer, and kept his head down, doing his own thing silently.

(End of this chapter)