165. Block out the darkness for her
Sitting in the sunny private garden eating mangoes, Ran Ran had no idea that her eyes were full of sunlight because someone was trying to block out the darkness for her.
The entrance of the Gangnam District Detention Center.
"Ah Sheng!" Ying Ying, who was wearing a miniskirt and heavy makeup, took the bag from the hand of a young man who had just come out of the detention center with a smile, and one hand was still touching the young man's face: "Really, isn't it just a few bicycles? After locking you up for so long, we Ah Sheng have lost weight, look, the beard is pricked!"
Brother Sheng, who had just been released, was obviously not in a good mood, his eyes seemed to be a little evasive, and his eyes fell on the half-exposed pair of towering women in front of him.
Finally, Brother Sheng laughed obscenely, put one hand around Yingying's waist, hugged the whole person, buried his head in her chest and took a few deep breaths.
It's been a long time since I've smelled it!
The two of them returned to their rented house in Yangjia Village sticky, and as soon as the door was closed, there was a fierce fire of dry firewood.
Nearly an hour had passed, and Ying Ying's whole body had collapsed, lying on the bed and humming.
"How is this time?Do you have money to spend?" Brother Sheng turned over and pressed the white flesh firmly.
"What's the ...... Money!" Ying Ying complained intermittently while panting. Yang Yong...... It's been a long time, and the money is ...... Don't give it! he ...... The terrible bitter gourd-faced mother-in-law is still looking for ...... Find me!I guess it's ...... It's home! This time...... It's all up to that old cripple!"
After a pause, Ying Ying said again: "That old ...... Cripple, the more money is given, the less it is, and the tricks are still ...... Play a lot! Look at the old lady...... This...... Why, you tap! The old lady just ...... this morning I just went to serve the old cripple...... "Before I finished speaking, there was another gust of rain.
When Brother Sheng withdrew again, Yingying was completely dead, and the whole person was motionless like a dead fish.
The man lit a cigarette, sat at the head of the bed, and looked at the makeup and loose belly of the woman next to him, and suddenly felt a sense of depression in his heart.
No, it's not right!
Extinguishing the cigarette, Brother Sheng put on his clothes, left a sentence of "go out" and walked out of the door.
The place where the bicycles were sold had been locked, and Brother Sheng took out the key from his body and opened the courtyard door.
The stolen bicycles have long been seized and taken away by the police, and only some garbage is left at the scene, which is a mess.
Brother Sheng opened the door of the small building and walked into the kitchen on the first floor.
In the kitchen, there is a large earthen stove. The cauldron on the stove was still there, and the man took the cauldron and threw aside the firewood under the stove.
A very inconspicuous little hoop was revealed. Brother Sheng pulled his fingers, and a big hole appeared on the stove.
As he had done countless times before, the man skillfully climbed into the cave, and then stood at the entrance of the cave and closed the door while closing the cauldron on it.
Bang, the incandescent light came on. Under the stove was a nicely decorated room.
A table, a double bathtub, and in the middle of the room was a bright red bed, furnished like a newlywed, red as blood.
Brother Sheng walked to the bed and sat down, his hand touching the wall not far away.
The walls are full of photographs, including the young girls' immature bodies and their photos after being loved.
Brother Sheng took down one of the photos, and his gaze at the photo was fascinated and even crazy.
"Baby," the man murmured. "My Yanyan little girl, after so long, my brother still misses you the most......"
In the photo, the naked square-faced girl is sleeping, covered with ambiguous traces of bruises.
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Thank you for the "Tumi" from the book city for another reward, Momoda