Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Passionate Kiss, Do You Understand?
Mom, when you heard that your daughter went to this kind of place, I hope you don’t get high blood pressure. She was really forced into it!
Xing Kui's head almost tucked into the collar of her cream-colored pajamas embroidered with small sunflowers. Two hours ago, she was still at home wanting to order fried rice, and she didn't want to try the Ten Men Rice Bowl.
Xing Kui's head was forcibly lifted up by the short-haired woman, and she was forced to look at them in the box.
There was a riot of colour, some in suits with neat collars, some wearing nothing but... Xing Kui didn't know what those black strips were called, were they restraints? Some flirted with her, while others pretended to be aloof by ignoring her.
Most of them are tall, with only one short one, probably to prevent the guests from having this kind of fetish.
Xing Kui felt really ashamed. With only one slipper on her foot, she could almost dig out a villa - she deliberately kicked the other slipper outside the door when she was tied up, in case Li Chengchuan got off work earlier than Zhou Jing, he would see the slipper and realize that she was in danger.
"Didn't you pick any?" The short-haired woman, still wearing sunglasses in the dark, with only the various colored lights, glanced to the side. "Go get a new batch."
"Okay, Miss Zhou."
The short-haired girl's surname is Zhou? Same surname as Zhou Jing? Is it a homophone or...
Soon, a new group of ten men came up.
Xing Kui, whose hair was being grabbed, just wanted to eat French fries, one, two, three, they were so delicious.
The plate of fries was removed: "I asked you to pick someone. Is he ugly and deaf?"
Xing Kui looked eagerly at the French fries.
"Or is it not enough for you to just look at their faces and figures? Go get her a ruler and let her measure them." The short-haired girl looked at her arrogantly.
Measure, measure what?!
"Let me check it myself. There are no enoki mushrooms here."
No! She doesn't want to measure!
Xing Kui wasn't sure of the identity of the short-haired woman who had suddenly appeared. Her target was Zhou Jing, but her words and actions were a bit neurotic, so it was best not to irritate her. She whispered, "Is this a legitimate club?"
"Yeah." The short-haired woman laughed disdainfully. "But if you pay them enough, they'll do anything in private, more than Zhou Jing can do for you. Zhou Jing won't play tricks, right? They will."
After saying that, the short-haired girl stretched out a hand, and one of the male models immediately came in front of her, knelt down on his worthless knees, and licked and kissed her fingers.
Xing Kui was greatly shocked by that look and that action. Her face became very hot and she felt like a kettle. If she looked at it any longer, steam would come out of her ears.
Being in the hands of the short-haired girl, Xing Kui couldn't resist, so she bought time and thought carefully before replying, "I don't like people who are not virgins."
As soon as these words were spoken, all ten men were killed.
Bad review! Doesn’t this store consider the customers’ love for cleanliness?
And these guys are just, well, just ordinary people. Maybe the men out there are too sloppy, so these guys who take care of themselves a little can get jobs just by relying on their looks.
According to their standards for being handsome, 99.99% of women in the world are beauties.
"Go and redeem some virgins!" the short-haired girl ordered.
"It's not enough to just be a virgin, you also have to be good-looking," Xing Kui added.
Ten minutes later, a boy who looked to be in his early twenties was brought in. He was tall, and his face was better than the previous people. He was wearing an ill-fitting suit and stood at the door of the box with a confrontational look in his eyes.
"This is a newcomer who hasn't completed his training yet."
"It's him!" Xing Kui shouted. It sounded easy to turn her against him before she finished the training. She couldn't expect others to save her. She had to save herself.
"Okay." The short-haired woman patted her shoulder with satisfaction. "Do you want anything else? Just pick whatever you want and do whatever you want. I'll pay for everything!"
Song Hongyu glanced around the room with vigilance and disgust. If his family had not been in urgent need of money and had not held a knife to him, a college student with a bright future, he would not have come here.
There are always some fantasies when entering a place like this. Song Hongyu also thought that the first guest he received would be a beautiful, kind and wealthy woman who would kindly rescue him from prostitution and they would write a romance.
However, the reality is that there is a young wealthy woman in the box who doesn't mind spending money, but Song Hongyu has to serve the ugly woman next to her with a scar on her face.
She was even in her pajamas! Only one slipper!
"No, let me try one first."
Fortunately, she didn't ask for more than one. She raised her head and waved rather unfamiliarly, her eyes clear, "Come sit over here."
"You can only experience it better if you try more. Okay, since you don't know how to do it, you can try it with one first." The short-haired girl also waved to two men, who sat beside her, one on the left and one on the right, and the three of them were intimate.
Xing Kui moved and brought back the plate of fries that the short-haired girl had moved away. Song Hongyu walked towards her and sat down, suppressing his nausea.
Digging her toes into the floor, Xing Kui chewed some French fries to calm herself. With no experience, she recalled the dramas and stories she had read since she was a child. She opened her mouth awkwardly and asked, "What's your name?"
"Hongyu." People working in the club were asked to come up with nicknames. Song Hongyu had just arrived and hadn't thought of one yet.
He stared at Xing Kui eating French fries with disgust. Before entering the box, he had already prepared himself to lose his first kiss and even his first night. Eating French fries would leave his mouth with a fried taste.
"Oh, Hongyu, do you want some French fries?"
"..." No way. Before coming here, Song Hongyu had sprayed his mouth with green tea flavored mouthwash. His mouth smelled delicious now. "Miss, please eat more if you like. You can also order anything else you want."
"Really? Do you have fried rice here? The kind that can be added with eggs." Xing Kui excitedly.
"..." Who comes to the club to eat fried rice! "Noodles, I saw others order it."
"Great, I want one too. Do you want some?"
"..." Song Hongyu frowned as he looked at her. He had heard that some customers liked to play some TV drama plays, such as noodle kiss. "No." He thought it was disgusting.
Xing Kui, who simply wanted to eat lunch, happily ordered a tomato beef pasta with egg and ham, and she felt much happier. She still remembered that she had to save herself. She didn't bring her phone when she was kidnapped, so she needed one.
Trying to get close to Song Hongyu: "You look like you're still in school, why do you come here to work?"
Song Hongyu had already prepared an answer to this question. Winning the customer's sympathy is one of the effective ways to get them to spend money: "I'm short of money. My father cheated on me, and my mother was diagnosed with advanced bone marrow cancer. Hospitalization and chemotherapy are all expenses."
Song Hongyu pursed his lips and spoke the truth. He was not used to playing the victim, but he really needed the money.
He also imagined the customer's response after hearing it, which would be nothing more than "Oh my God, that's miserable", "You have hands and feet, why don't you go to the construction site to move bricks", etc. It doesn't matter, no matter how the customer looks at him, just give him the money.
"Oh, so that's it." Xing Kui scratched his head and waved, "Well, open a bottle of the most expensive wine in your store. Will he get a commission this way?"
Song Hongyu was stunned and looked at her in disbelief.
"Don't look at me. I'm being generous." Xing Kui grabbed Song Hongyu's sleeve and lowered her voice. "Anyway, she said she would pay. How much does your mother's treatment cost? How much wine is enough? You tell me, and I'll order."
Song Hongyu was stunned for a long time: "Don't you suspect it's a lie?"
Xing Kui didn't understand: "Why should I bother thinking about whether it's true or not? Anyway, I don't have to pay, so I'll help if I can." She leaned closer and secretly signaled with her eyes, "That person, the bad guy, kidnapped me. You can cut as much money as you want from her. It's like doing justice for the heavens."
She didn't look into Song Hongyu's eyes much, but Song Hongyu's heart skipped a beat.
"That's pretty good." The short-haired woman who was enjoying herself in the man's arms looked over and picked up her phone. "You're spending money on him so soon. Come on, let's kiss. I'll record a video and send it to Zhou Jing."
Zhou Jing's floor.
Li Chengchuan walked out of the elevator carrying a portion of beef brisket with tomatoes. He saw Chen Quan ordered it at the company at noon. Thinking that Xing Kui might like it, he bought one and brought it back.
When he sees her later, he will tell her that the store is having a buy-one-get-one-free promotion and he can't finish it.
It's been a few days since they last met, and I don't know if Xing Kui has finished eating the fruit. Her appetite is better than when she had the car accident. Li Chengchuan, fully armed, rummaged through the trash can and found that the takeaway food Xing Kui ordered was getting less and less.
Li Chengchuan stopped and saw a lone slipper in the corridor. He looked up at Zhou Jing's house. The door was closed and seemed to be fine at first glance, but the lock was loose.
He immediately rushed in: "Xing Kui!"
There was no Xing Kui in the living room or the bedroom. The tea table was covered with broken pieces of the kettle. Li Chengchuan's dark pupils were like cold stars. He stretched out his finger and touched the water on the tea table. It was cold.
Zhou Jing offended many people in court, so the security factor of his residence is extremely high. Not only are there hidden surveillance cameras in his home, but the entire seemingly ordinary and old-fashioned community is also home to a large number of descendants of Zhou's former subordinates.
The only people who can break into Zhou Jing's house through their eyes are members of the Zhou family.
There is only one person with the surname Zhou who hates Zhou Jing: Zhou Jing's sister, Zhou Li.
Zhou Jing's phone was unreachable, so Li Chengchuan rushed out while leaving a voice message: "Xing Kui was taken away by Zhou Li. I'm going to chase her. If you have any news, contact me as soon as possible."
The court, a group of people followed Zhou Jing out.
"Oh, thanks to Lawyer Zhou, Xingcheng Construction didn't suffer a big loss."
Zhou Jing raised his hand to stop Manager Li from speaking, frowned and clicked on Li Chengchuan's message, then quickly ran down the stairs and drove away.
"What's going on? Could it be that he has a case that pays more than what Xingcheng Construction has paid?"
In the club, Xing Kui felt that the short-haired girl must hate Zhou Jing very much, otherwise why would she not be so happy sandwiched between two big pectoral muscles, but actually raised her cell phone to force her to kiss the male model.
She looked at Song Hongyu and secretly made the gesture of "six". "Six" was a simulated action of making a phone call. She wanted to ask Song Hongyu if he had a mobile phone.
Then, Xing Kui turned her face away and said politely, "That's not a good idea."
Bang! The short-haired girl suddenly slammed her fist on the table, shaking the plate of fries. "Hurry up and take it! Take it while I'm in a good mood! I want a passionate kiss!"
It was so scary. Xing Kui trembled a few times and was extremely nervous. She forced herself to wink at Song Hongyu, but he approached her.
No! Don’t you understand? Xing Kui eagerly gestured six times. Cell phone, she wanted a cell phone.
"I've never been kissed." Song Hongyu slowly approached Xing Kui, his mouth filled with the scent of green tea freshener. He looked at her, and she was like a pitiful little rabbit that had strayed into a wolf's den, hiding back at a loss, almost crying.
Before entering the box, Song Hongyu imagined thousands of possibilities, but he never expected that the person who finally extended his hand to him was wearing cream-colored pajamas and a pair of gray slippers, with a scar on his forehead, and was unable to take care of himself. He couldn't even tell whether he believed him or not, but just helped him if he could.
Actually, she is quite pretty, if you consider the scar across her forehead as a forehead necklace.
Song Hongyu grabbed Xing Kui's hand and put it on his waist. "Is it okay?"
What's that hard thing? It's a cell phone! Great! This new male model got her hint. Xing Kui nodded, signaling him to continue acting. She was going to pull out her phone from the short-haired woman's blind spot.
Song Hongyu's Adam's apple rolled, and he pursed his lips and lowered his head.
Xing Kui was concentrating on touching her phone.
Bang! The short-haired girl slammed the table again: "What are you dawdling for! I want a passionate kiss, a passionate kiss, do you understand? Stick out your tongue, quick!"
Xing Kui was so frightened that her whole body shuddered and her heart was pounding. She squeezed into Song Hongyu's pocket and her cold hand rubbed his waist through the thin fabric. Song Hongyu's heart also beat wildly.
If he wanted to slap his tongue, he couldn't just act it out, he had to do it sincerely... Song Hongyu's ears flushed red as he stared at Xing Kui's lips. It was his first time, and it would be an honor for him to give it to her.
Xing Kui was almost scared to death. Where did this psychopath come from? She weighed the pros and cons with her concussion: should she kiss him and continue to pick up her phone, or not kiss him and give up on saving herself.
Who would be willing to give up on saving themselves? The hand that was not in Song Hongyu's pocket was clutching his pajamas tightly.
Bang! The door of the box was kicked open. Someone grabbed Song Hongyu by the back of his collar and threw him to the ground. He picked up Xing Kui and held her in his arms, pressing the back of her head: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Xing Kui smelled the familiar scent of mint.
Song Hongyu supported his waist and got up from the ground, looking at the person who came in surprise. He was a student at Jingjiang University. There was only one sports student in the whole school who was more handsome than him, but the person who came looked just like that person.
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