The Mark of Youth

Chapter 9: Anchor

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"What's wrong? So many calls?"

She is very quiet over there, I wonder if she just woke up.

"Why are you answering the phone? Looking for you. Come out to eat with me at night."

She talks to me more and more casually now, it's okay to be more casual, who wouldn't want to be friends with a nice little girl.

In the evening, I said it was dinner, but it was the CROSS where I didn’t pass. I was hungry after a day of work. Drinks alone can’t feed me.

"Sister, didn't you say you were eating, why are you here again?"

She should have been here for a long time, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes dizzy. She took my arm and handed a wine glass to my mouth, "Knowing you are hungry, go, let's go, and take you to eat well. "

She leaned on my body and walked along the way. I don't know how many men with wicked hearts are looking at me with envy, jealousy and hatred.

The look in their eyes seemed to have some kind of irritation, which made me stand up straight, and my brain instantly had an illusion that this woman belongs to Lao Tzu, and you can only envy it.

The woman was like a puddle of mud when she was in the bar. She immediately became energetic as soon as she got in the car. She got up and then said with clear eyes, "Master, you know about Chengjia Noodle Shop? Go there."

I looked at her in surprise, "No, you are not drunk?"

She calmly took out the foundation from her bag, and touched up her makeup easily.

"Drunk? Am I like a person who gets drunk so easily? If you say you are innocent, you are really innocent, aren't you hungry? Take you to eat noodles."

This Xu Qingxi is like a mystery, I can’t touch her at all, look

She looks like this, and the fate of the two of us is forged, and the woman who is elusive is interesting.

She went to the Qianqianku when she went to the bar. The place where I invited me to eat noodles was quite grounded. An old storefront was so old that I would not go in if I hadn't come with her a hundred times.

I looked like I was about to fall down at any time, "This place? We will fall down if we don't go in?"

Xu Qingxi took the initiative to pay the fare, and threw the bag in my hand, "No, I have eaten from his family since I was a child, and you are satisfied." She said that she followed me with a flying eye.

I shook my head helplessly and followed behind her. As soon as I walked in, an old man came out, his beard was white, and he smiled kindly at Xu Qingxi, his eyes became a seam.

"Little girl, how long has it been before you came to see me? Your dad came yesterday, and you got angry again?"

Xu Qingxi glanced at me subconsciously, and then grabbed the uncle's arm, "Grandpa Wang, I brought my friend over. Did you forget that you promised me? Hurry up and make me two bowls of beef noodles. I am greedy. Oh my god, and my whereabouts..."

"I know, don't you know where I am from? Don't worry, don't tell your dad."

Looking at the way the two of them talked, it should have been a long time since they knew each other. This girl was rebellious when she looked at it, so I can imagine that if she doesn’t deal with her father, it’s like me with such a modest character, and I don’t want to be with you. My dad speaks, not to mention her.

The situation in any family should be the same.

After Grandpa Wang returned to the kitchen, she waved to me, "Sit down, why are you standing?"

I shook her bag and sat on her

On the opposite side, she took her bag from my hand and kept looking at me, making me feel straight in my heart.

"What do you think of me?"

Her eyes are so attractive, I can't bear this position, a big master blushes in front of her, I also feel ashamed, can only avoid it.

"This is my first time here with someone else."

She obviously asked but didn't answer, but what she said was quite useful to me. The three words "first time" are stimulating whenever I hear it.

"The first time? Come to a noodle restaurant, are you still picking someone?"

I pretended to be careless, she took out the foundation to make up the makeup, "Of course, if it weren't for me to see you pleasing to your eyes, I won't bring you over."

"By the way, you always stay in the bar all day and don't work?"

I work every day like this, and I want to ask other people’s jobs. Anyway, I don’t think anyone is worse off than me. Working under my own father’s hands is no different from doing homework under the eyes of my teacher when I was young.

"Work, if I don't work, how can I buy you noodles if I have money? I'm an anchor."

"Anchor?"

I always watched the anchor before. Those little dances, small eyes, and sultry clothes, comforted many of my lonely nights.

The anchors are all soft and cute little girls with a whispering voice. She is like this, it is really hard to imagine her calling her brother to the camera.

"What's wrong? What's so surprising about me being an anchor? This stuff comes with fast money and free time. I look like you. Some of you are willing to spend money on me."

When she said, she stretched out her hand and hooked my chin. I don't know why I always feel like being molested by her.

(End of this chapter)