Time flies by as time passes by. When Huang Yaru woke up from her dream again, the originally bright sky outside the house was already covered with a thick layer of night.
Reaching out to rub her eyes, Huang Yaru stretched lazily.
She slept soundly. Due to the torment and fear last night, she was frightened both physically and mentally. Not long after she fell on the bed, she fell into sleep.
Putting on a bra and putting on clothes, Huang Yaru, who was used to being naked at home, felt uncomfortable with the constraints of clothing.
However, considering the presence of two young and energetic young men outside, she reluctantly dressed one of them neatly.
After all, at this juncture, safety is her first priority.
Because if the two silly boys really had any evil intentions towards her, Jueji wouldn't be able to fight them based on her strength alone.
Huang Yaru casually found a piece of string on the computer table in front of her and tied it in her hair.
This was the first time that she had the idea to dress herself up as a virtuous and virtuous person. You know, she usually tries her best to dress herself up as charming and charming.
Because only in that way can she arouse the desire of men; because only in that way can she make more money to fill her empty heart.
But now she has no such thoughts at all, especially after experiencing the disaster last night.
Although she didn't know what exactly happened during this period, a woman's unique sixth sense still vaguely made him notice something strange.
Could it be said that the doomsday that was rumored in the early years of Shengguang has really come?
There was a feeling of uneasiness in Huang Yaru's heart, and a trace of frost appeared on Huang Yaru's pretty face.
After a moment, she returned to normal.
The calmness she had honed over the years as a prostitute made her begin to re-examine the current situation.
It has to be said that Huang Yaru has come into contact with too many men in her life, rich, poor, handsome, inhumane. She has dealt with men from almost all walks of life.
It is no exaggeration to say that she has met countless men.
And it is precisely because of this that she has developed her fiery eyes.
To put it bluntly, as long as he is a leader, Huang Yaru can often see through the man's mind at a glance.
Of course, what we are thinking about here does not refer to human ideals, but to greed and desire.
The two young people outside the house are both social youths who are about to graduate from college. In front of a seasoned showgirl like Huang Yaru, they are like a woman who has been stripped of her clothes. They can see everything at a glance and reserve nothing.
Playing with her nails with her slender hands, Huang Yaru considered it carefully.
There is no doubt that through the brief contact last night, she could feel Wang Qiang's affection for her, especially the latter's fiery eyes that glanced at her body intentionally or unintentionally. She was sure that the other person must be obsessed with her.
"Well, this kid should be able to control it, but the other one..." There were wrinkles on her fair forehead, and Huang Yaru stopped what she was doing.
Tang Xiaoquan, this young boy in his 20s, should be at an age when he is full of fantasies and desires for women.
But what surprised Huang Yaru was that the former did not reveal any inappropriate thoughts at all from the first moment he looked at her.
You know, Huang Yaru is blindly confident in her charm, whether in a bar or a KTV; she can always charm men, even middle-aged men with rich social experience are no exception.
But that silly boy outside just...
The other party was only wary of him, and most likely regarded him as a burden. In addition, what worried Huang Yaru the most was that between the two, the thin Tang Xiaoquan seemed to have more leadership.
If it is true as I inferred...
Then we have to quickly tie that boy Wang Qiang to a boat!
A strange sinister smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and Huang Yaru made up her mind.
Pushing open the door, the humid air suddenly swept in, mixed with the odor of sweat unique to otakus.
Huang Yaru frowned slightly, and her pretty nose contracted rapidly. It wasn't until she reached her mouth in the kitchen that she slowly relaxed it.
"Ah, Huang, Miss Huang, you, you are awake!"
A thick male voice came to her ears. Without turning around, Huang Yaru already recognized the owner of the voice. It was Wang Qiang who she set out to win over.
As if by magic, she put on a bright smile. Huang Yaru looked back elegantly, and the flying black strands just passed Wang Qiang's face.
This is unique to their profession and one of the ways to seduce men.
"Ah, hello, Wang Qiang!" Huang Yaru said with a smile.
The extremely charming voice instantly penetrated Wang Qiang's heart. Although the aisle was dark at this time, it did not affect Wang Xiaolong's eyes peeping at the other person's graceful figure.
After sniffing the elegant fragrance that filled the air, Wang Xiaolong asked slightly excitedly: "Well, um, Miss Huang, did you sleep well?"
Humph, he is indeed a rough-headed boy, Huang Yaru secretly laughed in her heart.
For this kind of man who has never had sexual intercourse before, she is absolutely sure that he will be able to handle it.
"Haha!" She raised her hand and smiled. The image of a lady that Huang Yaru deliberately created was truly lifelike.
If they hadn't heard her recount her past this morning, it would have been difficult for people to believe that the industry she was engaged in was related to prostitutes.
"Well, I slept very well, all thanks to your protection!" The provocative words struck Wang Qiang's heartstrings again.
As the saying goes, if you stay at home for a long time, you will feel beautiful when you see a sow.
Although this is a bit exaggerated, it also reflects the tragic fate of contemporary otakus from one aspect.
Wang Qiang is not a typical otaku. He is poor and has just entered the society. With a meager income, it is difficult to even provide basic food and clothing, let alone find his true love.
So it was natural for him to join the most domineering clan of this era:
**Silk clan! !
Yes, Sissy is the representative of the short and poor; she is the object of disdain for the rich and handsome.
But this does not mean that **Si has no pursuit. After all, there is a saying that says: **Si will also have spring.
Therefore, when Huang Yaru's exquisite and graceful figure came into contact with Wang Qiang last night, when her pair of powerful peaks pressed against Wang Qiang's chest, Wang Qiang finally realized that perhaps his spring had come.
Rubbing his hands shyly, Wang Qiang smiled shyly and said: "Haha, um, Miss Huang, you, you are flattering. Actually, actually, protecting women is what we men should do. Ah, By the way, from what you said this morning, it seems like you haven’t eaten yet, how about we go eat now? I’m ready!”
"Haha," an imperceptible bright color flashed in his eyes, and Huang Yaru exclaimed in feigned surprise: "Really! Thank you so much, I happen to be very hungry... Well, Wang Qiang... you are so kind!" "
Emma, when Wang Qiang heard this, he was so excited. This was the first time a woman said to him in person: "You are so kind."
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Wang Qiang scratched his head stupidly, and then embarrassedly stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a lazy voice behind him.
"Oh, my God, stop inking and eat quickly. If you don't eat, you will wilt!!"
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