Chapter 12: Fool, Let's Go!
"Let's go here first." I sat in the passenger seat, opened the navigation software, and handed her the phone. Unscrew the flask and pour the last sip of vodka into your stomach pouch to warm up a little before the air conditioner heats up.
I exhaled a sigh of relief, intending to take a nap against the seat before I noticed that the car was motionless.
The mad girl bit her lip, looked in the rearview mirror, looked ahead again, and clung to the steering wheel.
"Oops, I'm going crazy, you turn around and hit the road."
"There's a car behind, what are you in a hurry!"
I don't know if it's because of her or because of the alcohol, I feel dizzy.
"If you want, even if you scratch the slightest scratch on my car, I will sell you, I have friends who specialize in taking you like this, and transport it directly to a place where you can't understand who speaks, and when you arrive, you will be a wife, give birth to children and cook for the rest of your life, and if you dare to run, you will be caught and beaten back! Really, I do what I say! ”
She actually believed it a little, and tears rolled in her eyes.
"Don't cry! Show me the way! ”
After arriving at my destination without any danger, I let go of my numb hand, unbuckled my seat belt, ran into the convenience store, and bought a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of warm ginger tea.
"Whoa." I threw the ginger tea to the madwoman, who dropped the bottle on the ground with great disharmony on all fours, like a patient who had not yet recovered from a major accident. I squinted at her clumsily picking up ginger tea, and I wanted to take the opportunity to kick her ass.
"Where are we going?" She asked me as she sipped ginger tea.
"3 minutes later to the travel agency opposite. At this point, I was too addicted to smoking. "I lit one and sucked the smoke into my lungs hard.
"What to do in a travel agency? What does it have to do with Sheng Ya's case? ”
"Do you remember what I told you in the car?"
"Huh?"
"Take your friend, and go to work here - during the day he takes care of visas, and at night he moves a girl like you on a ship, and first fills you with enough drugs to make you delirious, and then inspects the goods, do you understand? Anyway, what are you afraid of to give you, and then find a way to sell it to the right owner after you find out. ”
Seeing her shivering, I couldn't help but think it was a little funny, and I laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Look at what you are scared of, this is China, it will be completely lifted out of poverty next year, and it is about to enter a well-off society, who will do this kind of thing! Are you stupid? ”
"You're really an out-and-out pervert! Who said I'm scared of this, I'm cold! Sure enough, she only wore a dark gray sweater cardigan today, and a thin white T-shirt with a round neck underneath.
Extinguishing the cigarette and taking off her bomber jacket, she was about to put it on her, but she quickly ducked back and suddenly pressed her knee against my lower abdomen, I gasped and bent over.
"What are you going to do? Don't touch me! She shouted.
Passers-by who passed by us looked at us.
This minx, I feel like I'm going to crush my back molars!
I smiled apologetically at the passer-by, and then put my coat on her tightly: "You give me a little quiet, don't be sentimental, I'm afraid that you will have a cold and no one will help me make a picture." If you dare to touch me again, I'll take your skirt off immediately, right here! This time, I will do what I say. Also,"
I rubbed my stomach and pointed to her eyes very seriously.
"You are not allowed to speak after you go in, you will smile and nod next to me what I say, understand?"
She was really scared this time, and nodded slightly.
My coat was loose on her skinny shoulders, and she looked so fat that she was like a schoolboy in the wrong clothes who was standing in the hallway for forgetting her homework, frustrated, frustrated, and overwhelmed.
This image makes me very cute, especially the delicately shaped lips that are tightly pursed, and the small moles at the corners of her mouth add a bit of charm. For some reason, I pointed at her hand and reached out and patted her forehead gently.
"Stupid, let's go!"