Kids, kids!

Jino suddenly woke up from his sleep, and a layer of sweat appeared on his back, sticky.

Before he could come back to his senses, he touched his abdomen, which was flat and empty, and there was nothing.

The memories and feelings in the dream are still so strong, she is clutching her clothes, her body is trembling, it has been two years, she has been released from prison for two years, and she still has the same dream every day.

The formed child, whose small arms and legs are bloody, is still entangled.

Hate!

The phone buzzed and vibrate.

Zino bit his lip to suppress his emotions and connected.

It was Sister Wang's voice over there.

"Xiaonuo, how did you think about what I told you last time, this opportunity doesn't wait for anyone, if it works, come over now to take a look, if it doesn't work, I'll find someone else."

Zino's throat was dry, and he subconsciously clutched his phone.

The emotions in his eyes surged countless times, and it became darker and thicker, before he interrupted the chatter over there hoarsely, "I'll go over now." ”

The voice over there paused, followed by irrepressible joy, and said yes again and again, and the matter was finalized.

In a small rental house of dozens of square meters, there is a simple bed and a table, and there is nothing else.

Probably used to staying in prison, Jino always subconsciously folded the quilt neatly every time he got up, and he felt funny when he came back to his senses.

There are still a few hundred dollars left in the drawer that I used to work in prison, and now I have spent almost the same.

If it weren't a last resort, I wouldn't have chosen this kind of work.

By the time it was time for the feast, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon.

Sister Wang anxiously circled around the door, and when she saw her coming, she hurriedly pulled her arm, "Grandma, you can be regarded as coming, if you don't come, we really can't do this business with you." ”

Zino's eyebrows twisted, not very comfortable with physical contact with others, and reluctantly smiled and pulled his arm back.

"Is it okay to just serve wine?"

She is used to being bullied in prison, and the pride between her eyebrows and eyes has long since faded, and the rest is mostly submissive.

Sister Wang's eyes flashed, and she whispered in her ear: "Actually, serving wine, tired and tired work is so much salary, but if you can coax customers to be happy, if you buy more wine, you will eat a lot of commission." ”

This is vague and ambiguous, but the meaning is very clear.

After all, if you accompany the wine at night, no matter how simple you can go, if you can let it go, you will naturally exchange your body for a lot of things.

"I only serve wine."

When Sister Wang's hand was about to grab it, Ji Nuo subconsciously took two steps back and lowered his eyes and whispered.

Looking at her like this, Sister Wang was so angry that she couldn't speak, and most of the hints of daring to love for most of the day were in vain.

Before leaving, Sister Wang muttered a few words, and she had a delicate face.

The person who arranged the work put a mention of wine in front of her, and said with some disdain in his eyes: "Send this to the opposite room, if you can sell a few more bottles, you will get sixty percent of the commission." ”

She didn't look up the whole time, and she was docile and quiet at odds with such an environment.

The door was pushed open.

The cacophony inside filled the ears in an instant, and the shaking eardrums were hurting.

She didn't mean to sell, she just put the wine down and turned to leave.

But when he turned around, the whole person was dragged, lost his balance, and sat on a man's lap all of a sudden.

The man's hand was not honest, and he groped with a smile, "If you don't accompany your master for one night, the money will be indispensable to you." ”

This kind of groping reminded her that when she was in prison, in order to deliberately humiliate her, the female prisoners stripped her of her clothes, humiliated her obscenely, and kept slapping her bulging belly.

"Ahh

The old memories struck, and Ji Nuo was electrocuted and slapped the man away, stumbling a few times, and slamming his back against the wall.

His eyes were full of horror and fear, and there was a churning of suppressed hatred.

The man who was thrown away suddenly turned dark, and the wine bottle he was holding in his hand was also smashed to the ground and torn apart.

"What do you mean?"

The noisy atmosphere in the room suddenly cooled down.

Zino clung to the wall to stabilize his emotions.

His hands clenched, and he told himself again and again that this was not in prison, this was already out, and this was not those psychologically twisted women.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Her thin body was still clinging to the wall, and she whispered again and again.

His body tensed, he closed his eyes in pain, and kept adjusting his breathing.

"It's okay to apologize, you give this bottle of wine to the master to drink, and this debt will be written off."

The man directly opened a bottle of liquor, put it heavily on the table, and looked at her coldly, without the slightest pity.

The same is true for the other people in the private room, who are all here to watch the excitement, and there is even a commotion.

"I don't drink."

Zino's emotions pressed back again, and then he looked up at the man, bent down and bowed, "I apologize to you for tonight's incident, I hope you don't mind." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and went out.

was pressed against the wall by two people, her arms were clamped, her chin was pinched, and the wine bottle was directly stuffed into her mouth and forcibly poured in.

She struggled incessantly, and the wine ran down her neck.

But a small part of it was choked hard from the esophagus, and the high number of liquor burned the stomach.

Zino struggled a few times, but he couldn't withstand the strength of those men, and a bottle of wine swayed and almost sprinkled on her.

"Alright."

The man pinching her jaw smiled and let go of her without any care.

In the eyes of these people, the little girl who sells wine is just something that can be done for a little money, after all, they are all here for money.

"Ahem, ahem."

Zino bent his knees, squatted down a little bit, his brain hurt dizzily, his throat and stomach were also hurting, no matter how he retched, he couldn't vomit anything.

The hair was untied and messy, and the appearance of embarrassment was even worse than when I was in prison.

She hasn't been in contact with people for a long time, she doesn't know how to get along with people, and she doesn't know how to get along with people, she just cautiously probes, even if she is treated like this, she endures getting up and opens the door to go out.

"It's not over yet, where are you going?"

Her hair was pulled back into the private room.

The voices of those men laughing and lewd were amplified countless times in their ears.

Her scalp was almost ripped off, and she grabbed the end of her hair, forcing her to follow the men like slaves without dignity, hissing and gasping.

Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see someone push the door in, and his heart was pricked inexplicably, but the next second his hair was pulled even harder, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of hair being ripped off.