This posture is a gift.

Look at that waist. It’s ninety degrees.
"Come on, get up."
Goethe took the light way with two "treasure card" boxes.
"Hey, thank you."
Hu Yidao straightened up with a smile and then bowed his hand at Lao Li.
"It’s too cold for the shopkeeper Li to freeze a knife to ask you for a drink during the New Year."
"Lai Lai Kang"
Lao Li hurriedly called.
Mr. Mo can put on airs, which is because Mr. Mo has the ability.
He Lao Li has a fart, how dare he put on airs in front of Hu Yidao and don’t want it in the city shop?
Hu Yidao waved his hand and refused Lao Li to give him a table alone, so he got together and asked for a pair of bowls and chopsticks among the young people who had just finished their duties, so he took the initiative to fill up the wine.
"Guys, I’m late. Let’s toast first."
Suddenly the young people around were flattered.
These young people usually act as buddies in the shop and naturally know Hu Yidao.
In the face of Hu Yidao’s toast, it is natural to hurriedly raise the glass, but Hu Yidao will be a man and wave his hand repeatedly.
"Guys, don’t worry. I’ll punish three first."
"I’m not greedy for wine, I’m really cold."
One-liners at one end of the glass said that Hu Yidao quickly became one with the people around him in the laughter of young people.
Not far away, men who are still drinking can’t help but say when they see this.
"No wonder the somebody else DE gruyter can have such a name"
"Look at this kid."
"This is it."
Many people gave their thumbs up.
Lao Li and Lao Liu turned supercilious look.
You guys can have a rest.
You have never seen Hu Yidao’s eyes too high to look straight at people.
Being approachable at the moment is really good for you?
Don’t take yourself too seriously.
I am. Mr. Mo, come.
Lao Li and Lao Liu are like mirrors in their hearts, but they didn’t say that they were toasting Mr. Mo.
A man is old and refined.
Lao Li and Lao Liu know very well that it is not appropriate for them to gather together in Hu Yidao now, and it will be counterproductive. It is better to cling to Mr. Mo’s thigh.
Mr. Shen Mo lives in the chariot.
It’s half a man in the village.
It would be better if I could marry a woman in the village, then I would be a villager after all.
It’s a pity that there is no suitable big girl in our village.
And even if there are people, they can’t watch it.
Didn’t you see that Miss Wang and the very famous Miss Huang forced Mr. Mo to get together?