"Hmm?" Yang Meng was a little confused when she looked at the camera in the video doorbell. He pointed to the doorbell and asked the people behind him, "I said I wasn't blind? It seems that a foreign girl was knocking on the door outside the door?"

A woman standing at the door, although she had a black head, her facial features were full of exotic style. No matter how you look at her, she looked like a foreigner, but she spoke Mandarin more standard than herself!

Before Longteng could reply, the woman's laughter came from the intercom doorbell: "Neighbor, I can hear you talking. 'Foreign women' is not a good word, right?"

Yang Meng blinked and whispered: "What a fucking hell... Oh no, I didn't mean you, I'll open the door now."

After opening the door, he said to Long Teng: "My neighbor is a foreigner? What do these foreigners think? You say that when you come to our country to buy a house, why do you go to a remote place to sell a house?"

Bai Ze thought for a moment: "Master, is it because foreigners prefer to live in small villages?"

He said this, but he was not unfaithful. Generally speaking, the middle-class residential areas in many Western cities are close to the suburbs, just to make it comfortable to live.

Yang Meng scratched her head: "It might be that way. I'll go see what's going on!"

Several people followed Yang Meng to the door. The foreign woman had already walked in. Seeing the woman's clothes clearly, Yang Meng really wanted to ask her: Are you cold?

On such a cold day, this woman had a long coat outside, but the buttons were not tied, and there was a thin evening dress inside. The two giant chests on her chest were about to burst out, and the cleavage made people blush when they looked at it.

"Hello, my name is Zet, and I am your new neighbor. This is a small cookie I baked by myself to express my feelings." The foreign woman introduced herself.

Yang Meng took the biscuit box and hurriedly thanked: "Hello, hello, thank you for your little cookies. I never thought I would have a foreign neighbor, oh, my name is Yang Meng. You speak Mandarin better than me!"

Zete smiled and said, "In order to facilitate my future business development, I have specially learned Chinese for two years!"

Yang Meng scratched her head: "I have talked about this level in two years? Why do I feel like I'm in vain? Oh, come in and sit in and sit."

Zet shook his head: "Thank you for your invitation, but I just moved here and there are still many things to do. The house needs to be cleaned up. I'm here to visit my new neighbors. Oh, by the way, after I've completely finished moving here, a big party will be held. If you disturb me, you'll apologize to you first."

Yang Meng pointed to the surroundings and said, "Looking at so many houses here, there are actually not many people living here. In the summer, there will be people on vacation, and there are usually no people here. Even if there are people, they are old men and women who are elderly, don't worry about disturbing the people."

Zet smiled and took out an invitation from his handbag and handed it to Yang Meng: "My new neighbor, I hope you can also join my party and bring your friends to come. Isn't the party more lively?"

Yang Meng took the invitation and said, "Zet, I really want to participate in your party, but you may not know that I am not a local. It is about to be our Lunar New Year. I want to go home for the New Year."

"I know." Zet smiled and said, "My house will also need to be cleaned up for a while, so my party time is after the Lunar New Year, or after the fifteenth. I promise not to affect your affairs with your family. I wonder if this will affect Mr. Yang's schedule?"

Yang Meng scratched her head: "Okay, thank you Zet. I will definitely join your party."

Zet left after sending the invitation.

"Hey, why are you staring at me when they are gone?" Long Xixiang curled his lips and said, "I can't even pull out my eyes!"

Yang Meng then came to her senses: "What do you know? This is called politeness!"

Long Xixiang hit the nail on the head: "It's so polite. From the time I saw someone, my eyes were nailed to their breasts and ditches. Is he so embarrassed to say that he is polite?"

Yang Meng shook her head and said, "What's so strange about the chest groove? You can even squeeze it."

"You!" Long Xixiang was angry at first, and suddenly grinned: "Hmph, after you feel the smell of dead fish, all your fantasies will be gone."

"The smell of dead fish?" Yang Meng was stunned.

Bai Ze explained: "Master, most foreigners have serious body odors, and the body odor and body odor are slightly different. Generally speaking, the body odor of black people is body odor, while the white people are like rotting dead fish."

"Dispair." Yang Meng directly retching: "Damn, you said too carefully, right? Why do you understand so much?"

Bai Ze shrugged: "Master, don't look at me like this. Nowadays, in domestic competitions, many times, in order to attract attention, the competition parties will find some foreign girls as sign-up girls. To be honest, I have seen many foreign girls."

"Did you show off? I have seen no more than ten foreign girls in my life, and I have seen them on the road. This is the first time I communicate with foreign girls. People are still so good in Mandarin! Did you hear that? She has been learning Chinese for two years and can learn this level. Awesome!" Yang Meng stretched out her thumb.

Long Xixiang poured cold water in time and said, "But what's the use of being good? You can't make out with her with a gas mask, right?"

Yang Meng grinned: "I can make any whitening prescription, but I can't make any prescription for treating body odor? What international joke are you making? Remember, no one can stop a man's determination to have sex!"

"You!" Long Xixiang's mouth was almost tilted.

Yang Meng touched the top of Long Xixiang's head: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, I just look at the foreigner who thinks it's new, come and I'll take you to see the baby I gave you!"

"White formula?" Long Xixiang's eyes lit up.

Yang Meng nodded with a smile.

"Take me to see it quickly!" Long Xixiang couldn't wait.

After Yang Meng arranged for Long Teng and the others to compete with Shiqi, she took Long West Chamber to the warehouse behind her.

"You put such an important thing here?" Long Xixiang expressed dissatisfaction after seeing the warehouse.

Yang Meng shrugged: "What is an important thing? Just come and have a look!"

Long Xixiang followed Yang Meng into the warehouse. This warehouse was the place where Yang Menglei made wine. There were wood ash left over from the firewood.

"This is too dirty, right?" Long Xixiang frowned.

Yang Meng grinned and said, "It is more reliable to use firewood to make wine in the earth stove. Now, what you want is there!"

Only then did Longxixiang see that there was a simple machine in the corner. It looked like an iron cabinet, and there was a motor driven by a belt underneath. The simpler machine was, as simple as it was.

"What is this?" Long Xixiang walked over curiously, lifted the lid on the iron cabinet, and the smell of alcohol and a smell of food came out. She stretched her head and looked at it. There were some white sticky things inside.

Yang Meng reached out and grabbed a handful of white objects from the inside and directly smeared on Longxixiang's face. The Longxixiang was startled: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't be nervous, I'll make you a mask." After Yang Meng finished speaking, she put on Long Xixiang's face without saying anything. Now Long Xixiang can't even open her eyes.

After Yang Meng finished painting her, she pulled a recliner and lay down: "Is this how a woman looks like? She talks so much and has such a fierce temper all day long, be careful not to get married!"

Long Xixiang wanted to have anger, but his face was covered with fullness, and he couldn't see it and could not speak. He could only slogge Yang Meng in his heart.

She wanted to ask Yang Meng how long it took to take it down but couldn't ask. Yang Meng didn't say anything, and she didn't dare to touch something like a facial mask on her face. What if it affects the whitening effect?

So she could only stand there like a primary school student. She didn't know how long she had been waiting. She felt her legs were sore, but she heard Yang Meng snoring.

Now she didn't care about the whitening effect and directly exposed the white objects on her face. She really couldn't figure out what the things on her face were. They were so sticky that they were so sticky. After a long time, not only did they not reveal their faces, but they also had a lot of them on their hands that could not be removed.

"The surname of Yang, stop sleeping!" Long Xixiang pushed Yang Meng.

Yang Meng yawned: "What are you doing! Why are you doing when I sleep well? "

Long Xixiang compared his hands in front of Yang Meng: "Look at what you used to apply to me? Why is it not clingy when it is wet, but now it has become so sticky when it is dry?"

Yang Meng yawned: "If you stick, just stick. What's the big deal? Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, don't look at it sticking to your hands now, you wash it off directly after washing it with water. And that's not something toxic, you'll have no problem if you eat it."

"Eat it?" Long Xixiang looked at the residue in his hand: "Are you sure this thing can be eaten?"

Yang Meng tilted her head and looked at Long Xixiang's fingers with disgust: "Tsk tsk, my white secret mask has turned into this color? It's pitch black! Tell me what kind of dirty face you are going to be!"

"Your face is dirty! This is a problem with your ghost mask!" Long Xixiang retorted while looking at the mask residue on her hand. She was also very confident about what she said. The color is really scary.

Yang Meng explained with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't be nervous, let me ask you, when will the human body have the best skin?"

Long Xixiang replied directly without thinking: "Of course it's time for infants and toddlers. When a person is born, his skin must be the tenderest."
Chapter completed!