What I didn't know was that I had drunk too much, my face was red, my eyes were bloodshot, and I was staring with my eyes wide open and my eyebrows raised.
My appearance was scary enough.
I stared at the red-haired girl and questioned in a deep voice.
Who would have thought that when I asked this, the red-haired girl actually bit her lip, lowered her head, and whispered, "I'm a chicken!"
Chicken? I didn't react for a moment. I asked her, "What kind of chicken are you?"
Who would have thought that the red-haired girl would actually raise her head and look at me timidly, with a hint of annoyance in her eyes.
But she still held back and said coldly: "I am a pheasant!"
I muttered several times in my mouth, "pheasant, pheasant..."
Suddenly, I realized something. An embarrassed expression suddenly appeared on my face.
It turned out that the red-haired girl in front of me was a prostitute. Fortunately, my face was red from drinking, so it covered up a lot of the embarrassment.
“Ahem!”
I coughed lightly several times, and suddenly, I felt a little dry in the mouth.
I let out a long sigh and said to her, "Do you have any water? I'm thirsty!"
When she heard me ask for water, the red-haired girl took out a bottle of unopened mineral water from a bag she was carrying.
She handed me the mineral water.
I started drinking it right in front of her eyes.
I drank a whole bottle of mineral water in one gulp.
After drinking the water, I immediately felt more awake. I put the bottle next to the TV in the room and said to the red-haired girl, "Put on your clothes first!"
Who would have thought that the red-haired girl would not move at all, as if she didn't hear me.
She stared at me in surprise.
I stared at her in confusion and asked her, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes yet?"
But what I didn't expect was that the red-haired girl said to me coldly: "Don't you men like women without clothes? Now we can start the deal! Whatever you want?!"
Do men like women without clothes
Whatever you want is fine
Ahem, indeed, the redhead's words were very attractive.
But I'm not a male prostitute, and I won't have sex with any woman I see.
Besides, who knows if pheasants are poisonous? If you get sick, that would be bad.
What's more, I, Yang Tianyi, am a serious person and I still value feelings. I don't want to have an ambiguous relationship with a woman who has no feelings.
I looked at the red-haired girl coldly and said angrily, "Are you done?"
The redhead nodded and said, "That's it!"
I said unhappily, "Well, put on your clothes after this! I don't want to talk to a naked woman... Besides, I'm not necessarily interested in you just because you're not wearing clothes."
I turned my back to her, thinking, what does it have to do with me if she has red hair? Maybe there are some tricks to being a wild prostitute. Or maybe she wants to give her customers a contrasting beauty.
Who knows? Anyway, I don't want to have anything to do with her.
After I turned my back, I heard the rustling sound of someone putting on clothes.
But what surprised me was that I heard the red-haired girl crying behind me.
Her crying was very weak and sounded mournful.
Turning back, I asked the redhead, "What's wrong with you?"
The crying red-haired girl said to me angrily: "Okay, I'm dressed. What do you want? Or do you think I'm ugly and don't like me?"
I didn't answer the red-haired girl because I noticed that the red hair on the top of her head had disappeared, replaced by a neat black hair.
"Girl, don't cry! You are..."
I was surprised that the red-haired girl was wearing a wig before. But now she looks more pure and charming with black hair, and she may be younger than me.
Unexpectedly, the red-haired girl looked at me coldly with hostility in her eyes.
She wiped away her tears and said to me unhappily, "Okay, stop pretending to be a gentleman! If you want to do it, do it quickly. After the transaction, I can go home. You may not like the way I looked just now, but the way I look now is my true self. You should like it now, right?"
Her words for a while
I was choked up. I didn't know what to say.
After thinking for a while, I said, "Girl, I think you may have misunderstood. I didn't call... you to come!"
The girl showed a look of disdain on her face.
She said coldly, "Why are you so nagging? If you want to come, then come. If you don't want to come, then pay me. Why didn't you invite me? When your friend left, he said that it was you who invited me... you invited me!"
I frowned, as if I figured out something.
I cursed in my heart, thinking that it must be that bastard Ma Qiang who found a "chicken" for me. Then I realized that the place I was staying in was actually a small hotel.
It’s strange, but just as I thought of Ma Qiang, the cell phone in my pocket started ringing.
DJ's "Being a Man Is Tired" highlighted my mood at the time. It wasn't physical tiredness, but mental tiredness.
I was drinking some wine and it turned out to be a chicken. Do you think I am unlucky or lucky
The call was from Ma Qiang.
Ma Qiang asked me with a chuckle on the phone, "Brother Yang, how are you? It feels good to make love in **, right? I've seen the girl I found for you. Although she has red hair, she is absolutely pretty, and she is still a virgin, absolutely..."
Before Ma Qiang could finish his words, my voice came over him.
I shouted at him, "You little bastard! Ma Qiang, I'm telling you, don't do this kind of thing in the future, or I'll end my friendship with you. Bastard, you're looking for trouble!"
Ma Qiang was not happy about it and said, "No, no... Brother Yang, what do you mean by that? I saw that you just broke up, so I found a girl to cheer you up. You don't have to be like this. Okay, okay, don't be angry. I was wrong, isn't that okay?"
"I'm not in the mood, old man!"
After saying that, I hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, when I looked at the girl again, I found that she had stood up from the bed.
She looked at me strangely. I guess she heard the conversation between Ma Qiang and I just now.
Before I could say anything, the girl blushed, took her bag, lowered her head, and started to leave.
"What are you doing
Where to go
I looked back at the girl and asked in a serious voice.
Unexpectedly, the girl no longer had the energy she had before.
She turned back timidly and whispered, "Let's stop here for today. This is my first time too, and I didn't expect to encounter something like this. Since you don't want to do that with me, I don't lose anything, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, the girl was about to walk out. I didn’t care at first. I thought to myself, if you want to leave, just leave. Otherwise, it would be unlucky for me to stay here.
But when the girl turned around to look at me, I discovered that there was a ball of black air between her eyebrows.
My head was still a little dazed at first, and although I saw the girl's face, I didn't pay much attention to it.
Only now did I realize that there was something strange about her.
"Wait a minute!"
My voice got louder.
The girl who was about to open the door and leave stopped.
But the first words she said when she turned around made me laugh and cry.
She looked back at me, frowning and asking me with a puzzled look on her face, "Do you want me to stay with you?"
“Ahem!”
I waved my hands awkwardly and said, "No, no! Don't leave yet. I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
The girl's face showed vigilance.
She subconsciously covered her chest with her hands.
She said tremblingly: "You don't want to do that with me without paying? No, I don't agree!"
When she said this, she seemed as if she had been wronged and was about to cry.
I hurriedly said, "No, no, it's really not. You misunderstood me! I really have something to tell you. Besides, it's late at night now. You may not be able to stop a car on the street at this time."
But the look in that girl's eyes when she looked at me clearly gave me the feeling that I might have become a perverted pervert in her eyes!
I just had to tell the truth.
I said bluntly, "Girl, don't get me wrong, I just want to ask you, have you encountered anything unclean recently?"
The girl still didn't understand what I was saying about dirty things.
I explained: "It's to make you feel incredible or
Or weird things. "
After understanding what I said, the girl's face turned pale instantly.
She asked me in surprise, "How do you know?"
I pretended to be profound and said, "Because I am a Taoist priest!"
But as soon as I said it, I regretted it.
The girl opposite me obviously didn't believe it. She said to me sarcastically, "You are a Taoist priest, can you find a prostitute?"
Damn it, you are really bringing up something that is not related to the topic!
I didn't argue with her, I just said, "Girl, I suspect you've had contact with a ghost!"
This time the girl finally understood what was going on. The bag she was holding tightly in her hand fell to the ground with a "pop". It seemed that she might have really come into contact with a ghost.
The girl looked at me nervously and was silent for a long time. Then she asked me, "Master, are you saying that I have had contact with ghosts? Is this true?"
I raised my finger and pointed at her forehead, and told her seriously, "Your forehead is dark, as if there is a dark aura hidden in it, and your skin color is impure. It is obvious that you have come into contact with a ghost."
"Let me ask you, do you feel cold every night when you go to bed, and do you have trouble falling asleep?"
This is a description from the Yin-Yang Soul Crossing Notes, which is consistent with the situation of the girl in front of him.
After hearing what I said, the girl nodded repeatedly and seemed to believe that I was a Taoist priest.
"How is it? Tell me, what have you been doing recently? What happened?"
"Tell me, maybe I can help you! Of course, what happened tonight was a beautiful misunderstanding. In order to make up for this misunderstanding, I can help you for free. But you must tell me the truth about your situation, otherwise I can't help you!"
The girl nodded repeatedly and slowly walked to my side.
Then she cried and recounted what happened between her and her brother.
When I heard that she was still a college student, I was very surprised.
But after listening to her later words, I understood the general idea. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it seems that everyone has their own difficulties. Isn't there a saying that it is easy to be born, easy to live, but not easy to live!
(to be continued)
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