In order not to be discovered by Officer Xia, I was forced to go to Jasmine's bed.
As soon as I jumped onto the bed, Jasmine raised her hand and covered me with the quilt she had prepared in advance. Then she turned over and pinned me down, and started dancing unscrupulously.
Almost at the same time, I heard the sound of the tent curtain being suddenly opened.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Jasmine, who was struggling, suddenly stopped moving, lifted the quilt, exposed her head, and shouted to Officer Xia in a questioning tone.
"Yes... I'm sorry...!" Officer Xia responded.
The sound disappeared, and it seemed that Officer Xia had left, but I still buried my head deep in the quilt and didn't dare to show my head, for fear that I would make eye contact with her again.
Although it was very dark in the quilt, I could still see something clearly. Jasmine's soft body was pressed against mine. Under the impact of physical sensation and vision, I felt that my heartbeat began to beat faster. At that time, I actually had There was such a slight impulse that I wanted to counter-suppress this Jasmine.
However, at the moment when I was about to lose control of my final bottom line after all kinds of ideological struggles, Jasmine suddenly turned over and got off my body.
She raised her hand to lift the quilt, squinted her eyes and said to me with a smile: "Okay, that woman has left, you are fine."
"oh……!"
I yelled and hurriedly got off the bed. I tidied up the messy clothes in embarrassment and said, "Um... I really thanked you just now. I won't disturb your rest. I'm leaving now." !”
"Hey, where are you going? That woman must still be outside. She will definitely find you if you go out like this. Otherwise, just sleep in this tent all night. Don't worry, I, Jasmine, will not take advantage of others. "
Jasmine is right. That Officer Xia is definitely not someone who gives up halfway. He must be waiting outside for someone to come. If I go out now, wouldn't I just bump into a tree?
So I reluctantly stayed, but I never dared to go to Jasmine's bed again, because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to withstand her temptation and it would be bad if I made an irreversible mistake again.
"Are you really not going to come to bed?"
Jasmine once again extended a sincere invitation to me, but I decisively rejected it.
After that, Jasmine didn't ask me to go to bed again. She wrapped herself in a quilt and fell asleep sweetly, leaving me alone in the chair beside me, shivering.
To be honest, before I came to Lhasa, I didn't expect the temperature difference between day and night to be so big. I didn't feel anything during the day, but at night, it was freezing cold. The thin clothes I wore felt like I was not wearing anything at all.
I fell asleep unknowingly, and when I opened my eyes again, I found that I was covered with a quilt, and Jasmine who was sleeping on the bed had gone to nowhere.
It's really comfortable to have the quilt on my body. It's so comfortable that I want to squint for a while longer.
At this time, the curtain of the tent was suddenly opened, and a bearded Tibetan stepped in, "Hey, it's time to stay in the room. Please leave, a new guest is about to move in."
"No, what do you mean? Doesn't this tent belong to the woman named Jasmine?" I asked in surprise.
"That foreign girl has only been rented for two days. She checked out early this morning. Don't stay here and leave, otherwise I will ask someone to kick you out!"
I always thought that Jasmine lived here, and this tent was where she made money and enjoyed herself. It wasn’t until now that I realized that she actually rented this tent, and she had already checked out and left early in the morning.
Everyone has said so, I can't just hang around and wait for others to kick me out, right?
Yawning and stretching, I walked out of the tent. At first glance, I saw a mess in front of me. I can imagine what the carnival last night was like.
At this moment, except for a few people who were cleaning, there was no one else around, except me, of course.
I no longer saw the shadow of Officer Xia, which made me feel a little better. Feeling the warm sunshine shining on my body, I secretly screamed with joy.
A new day has begun, which means that there are only two days left in the three-day time limit. I can't waste time in waste, so I have to find a way to sneak into the Red Palace and find the thangka portrait of the four-armed Bodhisattva. OK.
After much deliberation, I finally decided to sneak in while there were many people.
Not long after, I once again locked onto a Sunset Red team, and was about to join their queue, when I suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Not far away I saw Jasmine. She was carrying a travel bag and was chatting and laughing with two lamas.
At that time, I was stunned and even more speechless. I thought to myself, what's going on? Is this foreign woman's claws reaching out to monks? This is too shameless.
Later, I watched Jasmine follow the two lamas towards the Red Palace on the top of the mountain, and finally disappeared directly into it.
I was amazed at this. I didn't expect that this lama could bring women to the Red Palace to play at will. It was really lawless.
Looking at the present moment, I also very much hope that under the cover of this powerful team in front of me, I can step into the red building that I yearn for.
But things went against expectations. The Sunset Red team's physical strength was not as good as yesterday's team. They only reached one-third of the level, and they were all defeated one by one.
I definitely won't force my way in. If I alert the enemy, I will never get the thangka of the four-armed Bodhisattva.
Just when I was at a loss, a group of people quietly passed by me carrying large and small bags and walked towards the Red Palace.
I felt a little strange about this, so I quietly followed those people and listened to their conversation secretly.
There were about a dozen people in this group, including Tibetans and Han Chinese wearing ordinary clothes. Listening to their conversations along the way, I learned their identities. These people were all Thangka painters and were invited to the Red Palace. To repair those damaged thangkas.
Moreover, these people are not together, but gathered together from various places, which means that if I were to mingle among them, it would not be easy to be discovered.
It was a good idea, but when I followed the group of people to the gate of the Red Palace, I discovered that specific valid documents were required to enter. When I looked around, I discovered the group of people in front of me. All have work badges hanging around their necks.
It's over, and my happiness was in vain again.
I was feeling depressed, and I didn’t know if God had suddenly favored me. The body of a painter walking in front of me suddenly twisted unnaturally, then turned around and followed the sign with an eager look on his face. He bolted in the direction of the bathroom.
Watching the painter turn around and run past me, I suddenly had a bad idea and quickly followed him decisively.
As luck would have it, the painter was here, and all his tools were placed in a corner.
Maybe because I was worried that the rope of the work sign was too long and might get dirty things on it, I even put the work sign together.
Opportunities like this are rare. I thought I would snatch his workers away when he was not prepared. But this time, I didn’t even have to grab them. I just walked away. God is unaware of it.
The painter might have had a bad meal and was enjoying himself inside, so I was rude and put the work badge around my neck, picked up the painter's tools, and walked away. Just ran out.
I was worried that the painter would suddenly catch up with me, but obviously my worries were unnecessary. It wasn't until I showed my ID that I walked into the gate of the Red Palace in a big way. It’s not necessarily a case of collapse.
The lama who received and guided us was a man who spoke both Tibetan and Chinese languages. What he meant was that everyone wanted to take a day off today and start repairing thangkas early tomorrow morning, and began to allocate the work of each painter according to the roll call list. Room.
