Teacher Zhao said. "The glaciers are thawing, everything is recovering, the bears are rejoicing - this is the season of mating."

Although this is talking about spring, in Yanjing at the beginning of July, it is also very suitable to describe the group of coolly dressed beauties, as well as the group of handsome guys or **~ silk who have their eyes glancing at the three roads.

Under a big tree outside Wangfujing Pedestrian Street, there was a man who was dressed a little sharper than Brother Sharp -- a man who could not tell his age or appearance.

His hair, which was a little messier than the steel structure outside the bird's nest, shone brightly from time to time under the reflection of the sun, and his cheeks, which were not too thin, were black, completely obscuring his original appearance.

Looking at the porcelain bowl in front of him, which was missing half of the side, his identity was revealed—yes, he was a beggar.

Beggars - this is an ancient profession, and it is not known exactly when it arose, but it is certain that since the beginning of mankind, there has been a profession of beggars.

In ancient times, there were constant wars, and every change of dynasty was based on a brutal war, and after the war, some people were destroyed and displaced by the war - and then there were more beggars.

The origin of the word beggar is because of such a character as Wu Zixu in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Today, more than 1,000 years have passed, and with the continuous changes of the times and the continuous development of society, beggars are no longer simply begging to fill their stomachs - more have become professional.

They have organizations and groups, go to work regularly every day, start working with makeup, and get off work to rest when they get off, which is more punctual than those white-collar workers who work hard every day to blow air conditioning in high-rise buildings, and their income is not lower than that of white-collar workers.

The weather in Yanjing at the beginning of July was very hot, and the high temperature of more than 30 degrees baked people in the air-conditioned room and didn't want to come out, but this is not all, there are still some people who come out against the sun and shake around.

For example, those women who wear small shorts that only cover the thighs underneath, wear suspenders on top, and hold a sun umbrella on their heads, and some men who are dressed in cool clothes and are shirtless.

Women take advantage of the lunch break to go shopping, while men come out to see these coolly dressed beauties.

Each of them was either holding a newspaper or a bottle of ice water as a cover, but his eyes were glancing at the important parts of the woman's thighs, buttocks, and breasts.

Originally, at this time and in this weather, even professional beggars should have gone on strike, but the one under the big tree still stuck to his post - but he was not kowtowing to ask for money, but sleeping against the tree, and the saliva ran down the corner of his mouth to his chin without realizing it-

The surroundings were dark and silent, Yan Murong shook his head, which was still a little dizzy, and barely opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything.

There was a soft crunch, like the sound of a door opening, and then a bright light hit his face.

After closing his eyes for a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and then he found that he was taken off naked, and his hands and feet were handcuffed to a special iron frame, and he was also placed there in a "Tai" shape.

"Su Qingwu, you-what the hell do you want to do? You let go of me, let go of me. Looking at the woman in front of her, dressed in leather clothes and leather pants and holding a leather whip in her hand, Yan Murong shouted in horror.

"You scream, you scream." Su Qingwu's bright face showed a contemptuous smile, stretched out the crimson lilac tongue, and gently licked the delicate red lips.

"Yan Murong, Miss Ben has been waiting for you for so many years, and you dare to dump me? Hmph, today I will let you see how Miss Ben is tuned~ to teach you. ”

After speaking, the leather whip in Su Qingwu's hand shook, and he whipped it towards Yan Murong's naked~ naked body with a hollow voice.

"Don't ......" -

"Hey, hey, Brother Yan, wake up, wake up, are you dreaming again?"

A childish voice came into Yan Murong's ears, Yan Murong opened his eyes, squinted and looked at the sunlight above his head through the dense leaves, and then his eyes fell on a little boy who was about eight ~ nine years old who was also dirty with him.

"Xiao Shunzi, why did you come here? Your dad you? Yan Murong straightened up against the trunk of the tree, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at the little boy in front of him and asked.

"Brother Yan, are you dreaming again? In broad daylight, can you still dream? Junko grinned, her dark face in stark contrast to her small white teeth.

"My dad is over there." As he spoke, Xiao Shunzi pointed to a man with a broken leg who was kneeling and sitting not far away, constantly bowing to passers-by and begging for alms. "My dad told me to come over and bring you some water to drink."

As he spoke, Xiao Shunzi handed Yan Murong a mineral water bottle without a trademark, and waited for Yan Murong to drink it all in one breath before taking back the bottle and saying. "Brother Yan, it's not dark yet, you're starting to dream, don't you want to? If you don't want it, you'll be hungry again at night. ”

Looking down at the few gross tickets and coins scattered in the broken bowl, Yan Murong smiled bitterly and patted Xiao Shunzi's head. "Little guy, even if I don't want to have you, give me another one of your steamed buns at night."

"Brother Yan, you are really shameless, I am a child, and I still have a long body, and you still rob me of steamed buns to eat." Xiao Shunzi said with a smile, and after speaking, he ran back to his father with the empty bottle.

Looking at Xiao Shunzi's weak figure and giggles, Yan Murong suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Today's children, all of them are only four or five years old, and they eat like pigs, Xiao Shunzi is so big, but he is so thin that he is almost left with ribs, especially his optimistic personality, which makes Yan Murong feel a little sour in his heart.

"Xiao Shunzi, it's not that Big Brother Yan won't help you." Yan Murong smiled bitterly and shook his head. "It's just that you Brother Yan can't protect myself now, it's been half a month since I ran out, I really don't dare to show up, as soon as I show up, that terrible woman will probably tear me apart."

"You haven't seen her before, she has been an angel's face since she was a child, and she hasn't seen her for eight years, so it is estimated that the devil's heart also has it."

With a body of medical skills and a body of kung fu, how can it be worth the power of her words?

Yan Murong sighed secretly for the 'unfair treatment' he encountered, and then looked at the change in the broken bowl - and then, with a short body and a crooked head, he continued to sleep.

ps: Long night new book, kneel and beg for flowers!