Before Li Dabao left, he winked at me for a while.
It seemed like he was saying, "You're good, this girl is pretty good."
Of course, I don’t want to explain at all whether he misunderstood or not.
The moment they closed the door, I said: "Xiaoya, now that they are gone, can you tell me why you came to work in this ungrateful place?"
"Isn't it more profitable in Beijing?"
Originally, I just felt sorry for the other person, and even felt a little sympathetic.
See if I can help in any way.
I didn’t think too much, and even I never thought that an unintentional move would actually save many people’s lives.
Xiaoya just pressed my shoulders and whispered: "It's nothing, my family lives here."
"My father went hunting in the mountains and died in the mountains. His body was never found. My mother is now ill again. My brother went to Guangdong and didn't say he would come back."
"So, I had no choice but to quit my job in Beijing and come here..."
I yelled: "So you are still a minority?"
Xiaoya replied: "That's not true. Shennongjia is a place where many ethnic groups live together. There are many ethnic minorities, but there are more Han people."
"Many ethnic minorities have been assimilated by the Han people..."
I looked at it, and then asked what was going on with Xiaoya’s face.
Xiaoya still wanted to change the topic, so I quickly said: "Is it related to that Xiaohong?"
"Is she your leader here? Or is she?"
Xiaoya paused and said, "No, it's just that Sister Hong was the first to follow the boss. I don't know the rest."
"As for my face, although it was Sister Hong who slapped me, she did help me."
Although Xiaoya didn't elaborate, I still understood what was going on here.
It's just that the charming Xiao Hong is Uncle Eighth's lover.
As for why Xiaoya was beaten, he said it was very simple.
A group of people came here some time ago, and they all had an earthy smell. One of them, a big brother, fell in love with Xiaoya and wanted her to come out.
Xiaoya refused and started to quarrel.
In addition, this eldest brother is also acquainted with the eighth uncle, so Xiaoya definitely cannot afford to offend him.
In the end, Xiaohong came to the rescue and had no choice but to beat Xiaoya.
But whether the actual situation is like this, I naturally have my own ideas in my heart.
Then I chatted with Xiaoya about some things.
For example, about the mountain structure near Shennongjia, and the fact that she has lived and grown up in the mountains since she was a child, etc.
But just as he was talking, there were waves of discordant sounds coming from the side.
The timing of this sound was too inappropriate.
The body's natural reaction came naturally, and Xiaoya was basically kneeling on my lap at this time.
The black hip-hugging skirt is very short. Even if the light is dim, you can naturally see a lot of things if you look down.
In addition, the clothes here are all low-cut. Even if Xiaoya does not wear makeup, the skin of young girls is definitely different from those who wear heavy makeup.
Xiaoya naturally saw my reaction, after all, there was no way to cover it with shorts.
The latter's face also turned red.
After staring at me for a long time, he softly said: "Brother, you..."
"If you feel uncomfortable, either, or..."
Xiaoya's voice was very low, and I knew what she wanted to do.
But I still shook my head in embarrassment and said, "Don't think too much, I didn't mean that."
I wonder if Li Dabao can hear our voices.
Just when I said I didn't mean that, the noise over there became louder again.
The sound of the bed board hitting the wall, the woman's scream, and Li Dabao's pig-killing growl made people's faces feel hot.
Suddenly, I felt a hand grabbing somewhere on my body.
Although I was separated by clothes, it still made me tremble. When I looked at Xiaoya, I found that her face was already red to the root of her neck.
"Um, Xiaoya, can you...can you..."
I was going to say could you please put your hands down and let me have a cigarette.
As a result, Xiaoya seemed to have misunderstood what I meant.
He just nodded slightly, and then made a faint sound like a mosquito.
"Um……"
When my cold hands touched my hot body, I knew, I knew it was impossible for me to hold on.
There were sounds coming and going from next door, and those who didn't know thought they were fighting.
The commotion was so loud that the ambiguity in our room reached its limit.
I didn't even dare to look into Xiaoya's eyes, I could only feel my body being touched by someone's hands.
At this moment, I thought a lot, and I even wanted to escape from here quickly.
But the feeling that came over my body made me feel as if I had been struck by electricity, and I didn’t dare to move at all.
"elder brother……"
Suddenly Xiaoya called me.
I groaned and looked at her.
Xiaoya blushed and whispered: "Don't hold it in, my hands are a little sore..."
As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, raised her other hand, took my hand and pressed it on her chest.
I can feel Xiaoya's heart beating very fast, like beating a drum.
But the touch on my hand made my whole body go blank.
…
I seem to be dirty!
It seems not!
I don't know how to express my feelings at this moment.
Xiaoya wiped her hair and cheeks, and finally stood up and opened the window, as if she wanted to expel the ambiguous atmosphere from the room.
Finally, he wiped my body and said: "Brother, if you have nothing to do, I will leave first..."
I didn't know how to answer the other party at all. It wasn't until Xiaoya packed up her things that I said, "Um, are you sorry?"
The redness that had subsided originally made Xiaoya blush again when I said this.
Finally she turned to look at me and smiled.
"fine."
"I know brother is a good person!"
Good guy?
Am I a good person?
Am I worthy?
The movement on Li Dabao's side has already ended.
When he walked into the room with his slippers on and a satisfied look on his face, he stopped.
Then the nose started to sniff fiercely, like a damn dog.
Finally his eyes were on the trash can.
After watching it for less than three seconds, Li Dabao burst into laughter.
Then he sat down next to me and patted my shoulder and said, "Our Young Master Chen is no longer a child."
"It's so gratifying..."
"By the way, did the girl named Xiaoya give you a red envelope?"
I turned around and glared at Li Dabao and said, "What the hell are you saying about tigers and wolves?"
Li Dabao looked at me with a mean smile and said, "Okay, you're not a virgin anymore, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"
"However, you have truly become a man now. Your master still has to praise you for this..."
I know there is no way to explain this kind of thing. The more bizarre the explanation, the darker it will be.
I simply didn’t explain it, because I really didn’t have control just now.
Maybe men really are all about the lower body.
When we got down, Uncle Yan and Uncle Eight were already dressed.
Uncle Eight also wanted to invite Uncle Yan to a restaurant for a good meal in the evening, but Uncle Yan refused.
I didn't think much about it at first.
Just when we were about to leave, Xiaoya walked down from above.
He first said hello to his boss.
Then he looked at me and said, "Brother, you forgot your things."
It was a Nokia mobile phone, which Uncle Yan specially equipped for me this time.
I took the phone and said thank you.
Then Uncle Yan told Uncle Eight what to do next.
As for Xiaoya, she stood there without saying a word.
But there was an inexplicable desire in his eyes, and there were even tears in his eyes.
I frowned slightly, not knowing what Xiaoya meant.
His eyes swept over her body and found that his hands were nervously pinching both sides of the hip-covering skirt.
I sensed a sense of panic radiating from her demeanor.
I'm not a fool either.
I understood something instantly.
After staring at Xiaoya for a long time, I didn't know how I had the courage to step forward and hold Xiaoya's hand.
Then he walked up to Uncle Yan and said to Uncle Eighth, "Well, Uncle Eighth, can I take her away?"
"I want her...!"
