Although the two guards had already trotted away, the crowd still did not dare to come back, and they all watched silently. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's been half an hour, and still no one has come in.

"You can't do it. ”

Zhang Jirou said to Xia Min, and called "Boss...... in a long voice"

Zhang Jirou's voice was sweet and greasy, which made Xia Min's goosebumps almost rise.

"Don't worry, boss, even if you don't have a business, I can support you. ”

Xia Min smiled lightly and kissed Zhang Jirou's lips.

"Don't, someone ......"

Zhang Jirou resisted, using all her strength to prevent Xia Min from approaching.

Xia Min turned around and asked, "Hmm, what are you doing?" ”

Frightened by Xia Min, the person who came was a little frightened in an instant, and fell to the ground in fright, this is a child, I guess I am still in elementary school, my face is immature, and tears are still bursting out of the corners of my eyes at this time.

"It's a daddy. ”

Xia Min patted her forehead depressedly: "Boss, it's time to show your charm." ”

Xia Min said, and slapped Zhang Jirou's buttocks twice.

"How can there be someone like you? ”

Zhang Jirou covered her hips, glared at Xia Min dissatisfied, and then walked towards the child.

Zhang Jirou stepped forward, stopped in front of the child, and gently stroked her face: "Little sister, what about your father and mother, you can't run around alone, you know, be careful of bad guys." For example, the scum behind me who often abducts girls home, he is a bad person. ”

Xia Min's face can no longer be described in words, why every woman in him doesn't seem to say a few words to him, she will be unhappy or something.

"Uh-huh......"

Xia Min coughed silently.

Zhang Jirou dragged the little girl's hand and walked out, and came back after two or three minutes.

"I was separated from her parents, and when I saw that there were many people here, I came here, and then I was tricked in by an uncle. ”

Zhang Jirou returned to the house, directly explained the process to Xia Min, and then said: "That uncle is so disgusting, he doesn't dare to enter if he wants to, and he has to let others be guinea pigs." ”

"Hehe, you can be content. ”

Xia Min immediately responded: "Fortunately, I tricked the little girl in, not home." ”

"It's also ......"

As soon as Zhang Jirou changed her concept and thought about it, she immediately felt better, at least it was not the worst ending, it was much better than the news she had seen before.

What teenage unwed parents, what age girls are thrown into the wild, etc.

Sometimes, Zhang Jirou really doubts, are those who commit crimes people?

How can you do something that doesn't look like a human being would do at all.

However, in recent times, it has indeed been much better, although there are still cases, but the more frustrating things have disappeared.

It seems that everyone is convinced of the eighteen layers of hell, resulting in more than half of the people doing bad things now.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jirou asked directly at Xia Min, "Is hell really that terrifying?"

"You say, it's not just scary, it's going to make you afraid to eat. ”

Xia Min responded with a smile, he didn't need to think about this question at all, he came casually, he had already remembered these things deeply.

"Is it really that terrifying? Then why is there still people in this world, according to this standard, shouldn't everyone suffer in hell?"

Zhang Jirou asked uncertainly, obviously there were big doubts about what Xia Min said.

If it's really that scary, there should be fewer and fewer people in this world, right, but the fact is that there are more and more people in the world all the time.

"It's even simpler, don't you notice that some people like to eat and sleep just like pigs. Some people, like dogs, like to be in groups and messy with jiao. There are also people who are like wood, like anything. Do you understand that?"

Xia Min tapped on the table with one hand, an inexplicable smile on her face.

"You mean, these people are either the souls of pigs, or the souls of dogs, or the souls of wood?"

Zhang Jirou became interested in an instant, grabbed Xia Min's arm and shook it: "Then tell me, what was my last life." ”

"This ......"

Xia Min's face became extremely strange in an instant, and Zhang Jirou looked a little scared, and then continued: "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Hmmm......"

Zhang Jirou didn't want to think about it, so she just listened and agreed.

"Well, that's what you want to know, don't be sad to hear it......"

Xia Min couldn't help laughing, dragged Zhang Jirou to his lap, and began to tell Zhang Jirou's past life.

"It is said that a hundred years ago, in a small mountain village in northwest China, there was such a little girl. ”

"Wait, tell me first, is this little girl me?"

"Don't worry, when you listen to the story, don't interrupt, no one taught you?"

Xia Min said, and slapped Zhang Jirou's body fiercely, filling Zhang Jirou's eyes with water vapor.

"Oh, then I won't interrupt. ”

Zhang Jirou rubbed the beaten part, and said with an aggrieved face, no one has ever dared to hit her when she is so big.

Not to mention that the blow was so heavy, but looking at Xia Min's face, Zhang Jirou couldn't even get angry, and even hoped that Xia Min could hit her a few more times, it was really exciting to think about it, thinking of this, Zhang Jirou hurriedly lowered her head, not wanting Xia Min to see her eyes.

Xia Min smiled silently, how could Zhang Jirou's careful thinking hide from him, if it weren't for Zhang Jirou being a virgin, Xia Min would have picked up a gun and mounted the horse, he was not the legendary Yanagi Hui.

"That little girl, not very long, not tall, is a widow of a village, a child picked up from the mountains. When I picked it up, I still had something on my body. ”

When Xia Min said this, he stopped directly and looked at Zhang Jirou silently.

Zhang Jirou also looked at Xia Min silently, and there was no reaction all the time.

After two minutes, Xia Min spoke: "Are you talking?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Jirou responded stunned.

"Aren't you curious about what's on the little girl?"

Xia Min said, his face was a little embarrassed: "This, when you ask a question, it is not a mistake, I allow you to ask a question." ”

Zhang Jirou was speechless for a moment, stretched out her hand and pinched Xia Min's waist, I don't know what's going on, maybe Li Qingwan or Liu Xun told the women, if the seven women have opinions, all of them are pinching Xia Min's waist.

"Uh-huh, you do it to me, be careful that I do it to you. ”

Xia Min smiled evilly, and shook his thighs a few times: "Hurry up and ask questions." (To be continued.) )