Chapter 15: Pinch Me to Death with Just One Hand
And he calmly looked down and glanced at the cigarette in my hand, "Do you want a lighter?" โ
I rolled my tight throat and quickly lowered my head to rummage through the bag, "...... I have. โ
Although I knew in my heart that there was a 90 percent chance that he would scare me, I was still a little frightened.
Because what he said is right, the deep mountains and old forests above, let alone lose one person, even if you lose two, it is not too easy......
He didn't speak, and neither did I, and the sudden silence made me nervously feel the air become dull.
I flipped through the lighter and looked at him slightly, and my arms were thick and strong, and I didn't need to use any force at all, but the muscles on the steering wheel bulged slightly.
The image of him holding the back of my neck and helping me to drink water flashed to my mind, and the feeling that he could pinch me to death with one hand came to mind......
"If you can't turn it over, use mine." Suddenly, my hand that had just touched the lighter shook.
"Ahem...... No, I found it. I scolded myself for being useless as I took out my lighter and lit a cigarette, but the cigarette just started roaring, so I covered my mouth and coughed, "Ahem, cough, coughโ"
it! What kind of ghost smoke is this, so choking!
"Can't get used to smoking?" His voice was faint, but I could hear the taste of banter.
"Ahemโ" I coughed twice more and looked down at the cigarette in my hand, "What kind of cigarette is this?" โ
"You won't see it yourself?"
"......" I choked, twisted my eyebrows, lifted the cigarette case in my left hand, looked at it, and handed him back the cigarette.
He glanced at me sideways, reached out to take the cigarette and kicked it back into his trouser pocket, I watched the hand tighten his throat slightly, slightly puffed up, raised the cigarette in his hand and smoked.
The smoke went into my throat, bringing a tingling sensation, and I twisted my eyebrows to suppress the discomfort, and lowered my eyes to watch the smoke from my fingertips slowly exhale.
He on the side suddenly said, "If you can't get used to smoking, don't smoke it." โ
"It's okay, it's just not used to it."
He didn't say anything more, and I couldn't smoke anymore after I took half a cigarette, and was about to ask him what to do with the cigarette butt, when he saw that he had one hand free, bowed slightly, took out a can from the side, and then threw his bottom-out cigarette butt into it and handed it to me.
I took it and found that it was filled with a little water, and it really had them......
After that, we didn't talk again, mainly because I was a little scared and didn't dare to try again.
But I'm not without gains, at least he has admitted in disguise that he is indeed Qiu Wen, not just that we unilaterally think that he is......
After another five or six minutes, I could already see the whole picture of the forest farm, the whole picture of their dwelling.
Surrounded by walls, red bricks, the gate is very spacious, the iron gate is open, the place looks not small, and there is really a place for us to sleep.
I straightened up, and just wanted to see clearly, when I saw two black and white dog figures rushing out of the open gate, rushing towards the car at a fast speed, and the tail wagged so happily.
The speed of the car also slowed down instantly, and it didn't take long for the two dogs to run to the side of the car, barking and following the car.
My face instantly turned a little green, because I found that although these two dogs were pastoral dogs, they were not small, about the same size as Demu.
I'm afraid of dogs, when I was a child, I was bitten by a dog and there was a shadow, and now although I am not afraid of small dogs, I still have liver tremors when I see this kind of large dog.