Chapter 673: A Piece of the Past

After giving me instructions, Bai Yi nodded lightly to me, and then turned around with the 'little girl' and walked up the stone steps.

Of course, I didn't expect Bai Yi to be with me in this place, but look at the big comfortable bed

There is no girl rolling the sheets together, and I am really a little panicked

“D-A-M-I-M-I”

I secretly read the password to turn on the computer again, and then walked to the computer desk.

There are three computers on the desk, one in the center and one on the left and right, which I often see in American blockbusters.

At this point, the only computer in the middle was activated, and as I approached, I first looked around, and then hooked a low swivel chair leaning against the double bed with my feet and sat under my buttocks.

Then I glared at the monitor of the computer in the center of the boot.

Although the computer is turned on, but it really needs a boot password, I didn't rush to enter the password that the 'little girl' told me just now, but first studied the username above the password box.

“JINYAER”

I stared at the string of letters and muttered them silently.

I heard Bai Yi say that this 'little girl' is Korean, so this "JIN" should be the more common "Kim" surname among Koreans.

IT'S JUST THAT WHAT THE WORD "YAER" IS BEHIND THIS, I REALLY DON'T UNDERSTAND IT FOR A WHILE, BUT, DON'T THINK ABOUT IT, THIS USERNAME SHOULD BE THE REAL NAME OF THE 'LITTLE GIRL'.

Without any further research, I just typed "DAMIMI" into the password box.

When you press the enter key, the screen of the monitor instantly lights up.

"Fuck me"

After the monitor screen changed, my eyes immediately stared at the beautiful lady in sexy underwear on the screen, lying on the bed in a seductive pose, and my jaw was about to fall to the ground.

"Is this a fucking mistake?"

The seductive bikini beauty on the screen is the 'little girl', her misty eyes, seductive red lips, and bumpy graceful figure wrapped under sexy lingerie once again make me doubt the true identity of 'her'.

The 'little girl' on this screen is wearing a bikini with a very little fabric, which also exposes most of 'her' body to the outside, I can once again be sure that if you look at it through the body alone, you can't see that this 'little girl' will be a man's body, and, at this time, I can also be sure that just by the two waves wrapped in a small bikini on 'her's chest, it can also be sure that it is genuine.

"Is it transgender?"

The thought flashed through my mind at once.

In South Korea and Thailand, there are many handsome men who choose to undergo sex reassignment surgery to become transsexual, and the men after the transgender are simply more beautiful and seductive than ordinary women.

It's just that these transsexuals must take a lot of estrogen for many years because they want to maintain their male-to-female status, so these transsexuals will not live long, and for transsexuals, people have one of the most popular names.

"Shemales."

"This guy is a shemale?"

When this thought came to me, I couldn't help but shudder.

In fact, some shemale surgeries are done very thoroughly, and there will be no male characteristics left at all, for such shemales, in addition to not being able to have children, other aspects can already be characterized as a woman's identity.

However, to me, the word shemale is terrifying.

The reason for this goes back to a special experience when I was in high school.

When I was in the second year of high school, I went to the temple fair with a few scumbags in the class, and I was still going to school in a small county town, and this temple fair was not called a temple fair in that small county, but a "Roman conference".

The first time I heard the words "Rome Congress", it was still very fresh, and my heart said that this place was very foreign, and I went directly to the meeting in Italy.

When I arrived at the site of the temple fair and saw the words "mule and horse conference" written on the broken banner fluttering in the wind, I suddenly realized.

The predecessor of the temple fair in this small county town was the place where farmers drove mules, horses, and donkeys to exchange trade.

In fact, today, the name of the mule and horse exchange conference has not changed, and it is still used.

This kind of temple fair in a small place, in fact, is no different from the mule and horse conference of the year, it is very boring, and people are not very interested in those who sing and play monkey tricks and smash gold flowers.

The people are most interested in a few wild teams that run the rivers and lakes.

This kind of wild team, in the market of small rural towns, is quite marketable, not that the program is good-looking, mainly because some of the special performances are quite attractive.

Originally, at the beginning, I didn't know what this special performance program was, but when I saw the scumbags in the class with their eyes shining and their faces flushed with excitement, my curiosity was really hooked.

At the beginning, there were a few firewood girls with heavy makeup and dancing in swimsuits, although this kind of scene was more exciting for us high school virgins, but it really wasn't particularly attractive.

Of course, these firewood girls with heavy makeup and bright makeup stood on the stage and twisted together, attracting not only us high school students, but also some old bachelors in the countryside

Seeing this crowded scene, the leader of the field team gave an order.

"Take it off!"

I saw a few firewood girls standing on the stage with heavy makeup and quickly cleaned up the swimsuits on their bodies.

This scene immediately stunned me.

It was broad daylight!

Not to mention the people coming and going at the temple fair, there were many women and children, and these people didn't shy away from anyone at all, so they took off their essence and began to twist in public.

I couldn't hear the whistles and the coaxing of the old man in my ears, I just stared at the most writhing and jumping most energetic on the stage, between the legs of the woman I just thought was the most beautiful.

There's a black lump of flesh that sways up and down with its exaggerated writhing, and it's a fucking shemale dressed as a woman!