Li Jiaxin's white and tender melon-shaped face was washed away with rouge, and her black and long willow eyebrows were not like paintings. Her watery eyes were vaguely rippling with intoxicating charm. She wore a snow-white jade bracelet on her jade wrist. The warm silver-light white jade emitted an unspeakable light, which set off the white porcelain complexion, making her look so delicate and gentle.

Her face has smooth curves, the overall outline is uniform, and she looks more dignified and elegant. She can also give people a sense of elegance and nobility, which is in line with the traditional aesthetic of Chinese people for beauties. She is at the best age of a woman, with a youthful appearance full of collagen, and every pore is exuding vitality and vitality.

The curtains in the hotel room are drawn together, but the windows are opened outwards. The breeze of early summer blows in, blowing a corner of the curtains, allowing you to see a touch of spring in the room.

Li Jiaxin lies on the bed, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, her eyes half-covered, and her impeccable facial features, which are impeccable, have a somewhat vague beauty under the impeccable light and shadow, and her skin is like cream. Without any modification, it is also beautiful and natural.

"Young Master," she let out a satisfying and long cry, "You are so awesome!"

Wang Lin stretched out his hand and placed a cigarette afterwards on the ashtray on the bedside table. He knocked it gently, and the gray ash fell down.

With tenderness in his eyes, he glanced at the beauty beside him and said, "You can rest in the hotel today. Tomorrow you will set up a Yonghua Company office in the mainland and register the trademark of Kiss Baby."

"Well, I know." Li Jiaxin smiled and said, "I am the dubbing of the second part of the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl. This movie will be released in one month, so you must watch it then."

"It is estimated that the mainland cannot be released. If I want to watch it, I can only watch the videotape."

"Then you can come to Xiangjiang and I will watch it with you."

"Okay, I have a chance." Wang Lin gently stroked her slippery back with one hand.

The two didn't get up until five o'clock in the afternoon.

Li Jiaxin wore a snow-white silk satin skirt, and the silver belt tightly tied the willow-like slender waist, and her figure showed a perfect S-shaped shape.

Wang Lin and her came downstairs.

The two walked to the lobby.

Uncle Zhong was waiting in the hotel lobby. When he saw Wang Lin coming down, he folded the newspaper in his hand, got up and walked over.

The three walked out.

Wang Lin asked Li Jiaxin, "What do you want to eat?"

Li Jiaxin thought for a while and said, "Eat this dish from Shencheng! I always hear my mother say that she misses the dishes from her hometown."

"Then let's go to the old hotel, where the dishes are top-notch."

"Okay, with you with me, you can eat anywhere."

There was a quarrel at the entrance of the hotel.

I saw a doorman being scolded by a charming woman.

The woman's lips were red, as if she was opening her bloody mouth, pointing at the doorman and scolding loudly: "It's you again! Are you a pig's brain? How can you be such a stupid person as much as you? You can't do anything well!"

When Wang Lin saw it, he asked Uncle Zhong in surprise: "Isn't that Xiao Ming?"

Uncle Zhong also saw it and nodded, "It's him."

Wang Lin said: "What's wrong?"

Uncle Zhong shook his head gently: "It's normal for those who do service work to be scolded by customers."

The hotel has all kinds of guests, and there are all kinds of people, and conflicts and disputes are inevitable.

Zhang Xiaoming lowered his hands, stood attentively when he was scolded, and nodded and bowed his head.

The woman became more and more excited as she scolded her, and her fingers poked Zhang Xiaoming's nose.

Li Jiaxin, an outsider, couldn't listen, and walked up to him and said, "What's the matter like that? What did he do wrong?"

The charming woman glanced at Li Jiaxin, and saw that she was beautiful and beautiful, and she became even more jealous: "The person I scolded is him, what does it have to do with you?"

Li Jiaxin said: "If you have anything, just say it well, and even scolding can't solve the problem."

The man in the suit next to the charming woman pulled her: "Let's go! Forget it! Stop scolding! Being laughed at by others."

"Oh, you are afraid of making a fool of yourself when you see her beautiful? I have never seen a man like you! Who are you helping? This waiter offended me, if you don't help me, you will help others?" The charming woman is really unreasonable, and she scolds anyone.

The man in the suit said, "Of course I'll help you! But there's no need to argue with a waiter."

At this time, the hotel's front hall manager came over and said to Zhang Xiaoming: "You go down first, I'll deal with it."

Zhang Xiaoming didn't dare to speak and nodded and left.

Uncle Zhong saw that his son was wronged but couldn't help.

The manager told the charming woman a little and apologized repeatedly, which relieved the other party's emotions.

Wang Lin called Li Jiaxin and left the hotel.

After getting on the bus, Wang Lin said to Uncle Zhong: "Do you want to change Xiao Ming's job?"

Uncle Zhong said: "Mr. Wang, don't worry about him. It is beneficial for young people to experience some setbacks and be beaten by society. This way he can grow up faster. I think this kid is not bad, knows the politeness, and is humble."

Wang Lin nodded slowly and stopped caring about this matter.

After having dinner at the old restaurant, Wang Lin asked Uncle Zhong to go home to rest, and he accompanied Li Jiaxin for a walk on the Bund.

When they walked to the lover wall, Li Jiaxin took Wang Lin's hand and smiled happily: "Young master, do you still remember this place? We are here to settle for love, right?"

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Yes! Lover Wall! Let you become my lover!"

The night breeze is blowing and early summer weather is the best for a walk on the Bund.

Long or short whistles came from the river, and cruise ships came and went. There were many young people lying on the sightseeing guardrail, and couples held hands, hugged their waists, heads and heads, and whispered.

Wang Lin and Li Jiaxin walked forward, and a teenage girl came towards him. She held a big handful of flowers and shouted to Wang Lin: "Uncle, your girlfriend is so beautiful, should you buy her a rose and give it to her?"

"How much does one cost?" Wang Lin asked.

"Two dollars per child."

Wang Lin took out his wallet, took out two dollars, bought one, and handed it to Li Jiaxin.

Li Jiaxin took the rose, lowered her head and sniffed it: "It smells so good."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Not you have any fragrance, nor are you beautiful."

He talked to Li Jiaxin, and suddenly he collided with someone.

"Hey, how do you walk? You hurt me!" A little girl with two braids looked at Wang Lin and rubbed her shoulders with one hand.

Wang Lin said: "I'm sorry, little sister."

"Who is your little sister? I don't have an older brother! Humph! Be careful when walking!" The little girl said, walked forward, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

"This little girl is very similar to the flower seller just now." Li Jiaxin smiled, "It looks like a twin."

"Is that so? I didn't pay attention, I only have you in my eyes."

"Young Master, you really know how to speak love words. Jiaxin was so happy to hear it."

There is a clay seller on the roadside, and you can pinch it on the spot. Whether you pinch yourself or give him a photo, he can pinch a lifelike person for you.

Li Jiaxin looked at the man and sneered, and said to the stall owner: "Can you pinch a double person?"

"Yes." The stall owner looked at her and Wang Lin, "Are you two?"

"Well, can you pinch a closer one?" Li Jiaxin asked.

"Okay." said the vendor, "a pair of people holding hands, or a pair of people holding hands?"

"You kiss your mouth! Can you pinch it?" Li Jiaxin said.

The vendor smiled: "Yes."

Wang Lin smiled and touched his chin, thinking that there was a girl living in Li Jiaxin's heart.

The origin of the clay sculpture industry is a saying among the people in my country that it originated from the Nuwazao people in ancient times. There are inheritors of clay sculptures in various provinces, including Huishan clay sculptures, Zhang, and Hanjia clay sculptures.

The vendor took the materials casually, pinched, rubbed, kneaded, and lifted them in his hands several times, and used a small bamboo knife to skillfully cut, carve, scratch, and shape them into a body. His hands, his head and face, and put on his hair accessories and dresses. In an instant, two little clay men took off their hands.

"Young Master, do you look like you? Does this look like me?" Li Jiaxin smiled and said, "You are so affectionate, and there are so many feelings, as hot as fire. Put a piece of mud, pinch one you, mold one me, break the two of us together, mix with water, and then pinch one you, mold one me, I have you in my mud, and you have me in your mud. I have the same quilt as you, and die with the same coffin."

When Wang Lin heard her say the famous me-nong poem written by Guan Daosheng of the Yuan Dynasty to her husband Zhao Mengfu, he was stunned.

The vendor pinched some mud and made a bracket, dipped the two clay men on the bracket, and the two clay men kissed them were ready.

Wang Lin asked, "Master, how much does it cost?"

"Ten dollars." said the vendor, "Do you want to buy a glass box to put it in? The box costs two dollars each."

"Okay, buy a box." Wang Lin said, reaching out to touch his wallet.

As a result, his hands were empty.

"Where is my wallet!" Wang Lin was shocked.

He looked around and saw that there was no wallet on the ground.

"Where were there when I bought roses just now?" Li Jiaxin said.

Wang Lin touched his hands in his pocket, and he really didn't have a wallet!

"Are you thrown it on the way? Let's go back and look for it." Li Jiaxin took out the money herself, paid twelve yuan, and bought two clay men and a glass box.

The two walked back, without seeing their wallets along the way.

"That little girl!" Wang Lin suddenly woke up, "No need to look for it, it must be that little girl who touched my wallet."

"I hit you that little girl? No, right? She looks beautiful and dresses well. She can't be a thief, right?" Li Jiaxin said in surprise.
To be continued...