Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

Ma Sha nodded: "Well, it's very straight. But have you realized that you will do this kind of thing in itself is not normal, this kind of innocent behavior is not suitable for you, don't you want to grab Cai Shi’s persona? ?"

The party secretary looked back at Ma Sha and pouted.

"Sure enough, Masha, you are not likable at all. I thought that if you drink more, you will find you more likable."

"Sorry, you will let me inspect the goods. I'm really embarrassed." Ma Sha gave a smirk.

The secretary of the regiment frowned: "Do you still insist on the design of a scumbag at this time?"

"It's called living the real me." Ma Sha shrugged.

The party secretary looked at Ma Sha again with that kind of contempt: "Even if the scumbag is open-minded, he is still an annoying scumbag."

"you are right."

"Let's go!" The party secretary pointed to the fast hotel not far away, "Looking at the appearance of Cai Shi and Qianxun, at least you are impeccable in technique."

"Ah, don't worry, leave it to me!" Ma Sha patted his chest.

The agent codenamed 011 is speechless. Because of the Japanese affairs, all the manpower in the office has now been transferred there. Now only 011 is the makeup artist who is responsible for putting makeup on him.

"What's the situation? They won't be going... so what? This can also work?"

"Don't you think this conversation is a bit weird?" 012, a makeup artist and a qualified field agent, frowned. "It feels like this girl doesn't like Masha."

011 turned his head and looked at 012: "Don't you like it? How do I think I actually like it?"

"You men don't understand women's minds." 012 shook his head, "If you want me to say, this girl must admire Masha, and even admire Masha a bit, but that and liking are two different things."

"They're in the Express Hotel," 011 said, "Will girls go to bed with men just because they admire and admire them?"

"There are more reasons for girls and men to go to bed. Anyway, this Fang Qiuyi, I think it must not be because of love that she gave Ma Sha to herself. But you said that this is an exchange of benefits like a mistress, and I don't think it is right. How do you say, um..."

012 hugged his head with a distressed look on his face.

011 said: "You also said that Fang Qiuyi appreciates Ma Sha. It is not strange to develop into love. Maybe it will be over. This Ma Sha is really enviable."

012 gave her partner a white look: "So, you stinky men are all big hog hooves."

"Don't you women also have nympho, let alone we cheat, the women are all chaste women. This kind of thing is each other."

At this time, both of them heard the sound of the elevator doors closing in their earphones.

"It's over, I guess the receiver will be useless next."

Because Ma Sha protested with the office once, the surveillance team is now strictly prohibited from installing bugs and cameras on Ma Sha or his female companion. They can only use a remote monitoring device.

Although this device is a black technology product that uses the research results of the Awakened, even it cannot receive sound through the walls of the Express Hotel.

"Don't worry," 011 looked indifferent. "Young children living in the same room can only do one thing. There will be no moths."

012 looked at the lights of the Express Hotel outside through the car window and was speechless.

"You can only think so."

The party secretary just entered the house and went straight to the toilet.

And after entering without closing the door, Ma Sha looked curiously and found that the party secretary was lying on the side of the toilet, constantly retching.

"Look, I said you drank too much." Ma Sha stepped forward and patted her back lightly.

"Don't move! I was about to vomit when I was photographed back!"

"Really? I'm sorry." Ma Sha stopped slapping, but still put his hand on the back of the regiment branch, and he could feel the buckle of her underwear in his palm. Looking for his father to take care of the comrades who have been drinking too high, he introduced me to his experience. At this time, you should let you imagine what Xiang looks like in the toilet as much as possible."

After Ma Sha finished speaking, the result was immediate, the Tuan branch slammed his book back, but after a string of retching noises, nothing came out.

"It seems that I can only use the second move, picking my throat. I put my hand into my mouth and touch my larynx, so that the nerve will think that a foreign body has entered the esophagus, triggering the contraction of the esophagus and stomach muscles and vomiting things. Spit it out…"

While Ma Sha gave advice, the party secretary put her hand in her mouth, but after a few seconds, she pulled out her hand and leaned on the edge of the toilet: "I can't do it."

"Oh, it's very simple..."

"Have you deducted?"

"I didn't. I drink as good as my dad."

"It's too much! How can you say that you drink well when I'm feeling bad?"

-Just less than fifteen minutes ago, who said he didn't drink too much?

"It's weird," the party secretary continued, "I can actually persist just now, but after you took the thing that was about to vomit back to me, it was so uncomfortable, the stomach is like a fire, and the esophagus is..."

"Okay, blame me. You feel comfortable when you vomit it out, otherwise, I'll help you."

The secretary of the regiment looked back at Ma Sha, and Ma Sha looked at the secretary of the regiment sincerely and seriously.

"You guy, absolutely didn't do it well."

"Why do you talk to the person who is taking care of you like this."

"You just said you came to inspect the goods!"

"This is not a contradiction?"

The party secretary may have just yelled the two sentences, which made the stomach squirm again, and ended up with a loud alcohol hiccup. This time even Ma Sha smelled the taste of Lao Tzu’s stomach acid and semi-digested food—in fact, it was. The smell of vomit.

He frowned subconsciously.

The party secretary saw it and said, "Anyway, I am not a perfect beautiful girl who can't shit. Just leave me alone and wait over there!"

She said that she was about to drive Ma Sha out, but she didn't use much strength at all-she was drinking too much.

"Okay, boy, let me help you. I can't bear to see you so uncomfortable." Ma Sha said, grabbing the shoulders of the party secretary with both hands, let her lean on the side of the toilet, and go to the other side of the toilet. , Looked at each other with the party secretary through the toilet, "Remember, don't spray on me and bow your head."

He exhorted.

The party secretary stared at Ma Sha for several seconds, then nodded.

"Okay, then, open your mouth! Ah!"

The secretary of the regiment blushed, and his ears were red to the root of his ears.

She opened her mouth extremely reluctantly and made an "Ah" voice.

Chapter 139 I hate you, but this is not bad (four more)

Ma Sha stretched out his hand and grabbed her chin, this was to prevent being bitten, and then Ma Sha raised his other hand.