Ling Wenxiao slowly got out of bed and tried his best to stay calm, straightened his back, smiled and said to himself: "Let's go!"
After Ling Wenxiao finished speaking, he didn't care whether He Qiyan heard it or not. He walked out of the room slowly, kept an elegant posture and went downstairs. He walked quickly back to his room. After entering, he rushed to the bathroom and closed the door, breathing heavily.
My nervous heart began to beat wildly, and my heart ached a little.
Ling Wenxiao had never felt this way before. When he was a child, he lived in an orphanage. At that time, the economic conditions of the orphanage were not very good, so the children slept in the same bed at night. Boys and girls never cared about gender.
, just like your own brothers and sisters.
Even later, as we grew older and everyone reached the age of elementary school, more and more things were donated to the welfare home, and the support policies became better and better, and when the children could sleep in separate beds, Ling Wen
Xiao and a few good friends who were playing well would also secretly squeeze together while they were sleeping, merge several small beds, and lie on the bed, boys and girls huddled together with their heads close to each other, reading a comic book. I don’t know.
They fell asleep together without realizing it, and no one was embarrassed at all.
Ever since Ling Wenxiao was forced to leave the orphanage, it became more common for men and women to live together.
When Ling Wenxiao first left the orphanage, he only had 2,000 yuan given by the director, so Ling Wenxiao was not willing to use it to rent a house. He could only look for work during the day and find a bridge to pick up a newspaper at night.
Sleeping on the floor in a closed area, surrounded by a group of people sleeping here.
Tramps of both sexes sit next to each other, and no one will notice you if you go for days and nights without washing or showering. Later, when you get to know the vagrants, they will tell Ling Wenxiao which youth hostel is the cheapest. One per night.
There are bunk beds for twelve people in the room, and for ten yuan a night, you can also take a free shower.
Ling Wenxiao usually goes there once a week, just so that she can wash her clothes there when she takes a shower. Otherwise, she will be dirty, and the place where she works will not use her, because she just came out.
Over the age of sixteen, many places did not dare to use minors, so she could only find a small shop run by an individual like a restaurant, where she could help wash the dishes in the kitchen or pass food around at the front desk. She could not make enough money in a month.
With no amount of money, let alone how much loan sharks she could repay, she survived by wandering around without a fixed home for at least half a year.
However, it is precisely because the people wandering around here are everywhere, have seen everyone, and have done all kinds of jobs, so Ling Wenxiao can also learn about various five sects and three ways that few people know from their mouths.
way of getting money.
I heard about underground boxing matches from their gossips. Boxing in the underground black market can make money very quickly, the remuneration is also very high, and you have free time. You only need to be there during the competition, and you can do it at any time you like.
Whatever you do is fine.
At the same time, there is no age limit. The bosses of underground boxing especially like her who is homeless and has no worries. Ling Wenxiao can fight on the stage without reservation and scruples, even if Ling Wenxiao is
If Xiao had an accident at the competition site, no one would come to ask for compensation. By avoiding these troubles, the underground boxing gym would make more money.
Of course, to Ling Wenxiao, she was just a lonely ghost. She had no weaknesses and was very willing to take this risk as she had nothing.
When I first arrived at the underground boxing gym, there were no female boxers at all. Ling Wenxiao was the first female boxer to come. The boss looked at her skinny and petite appearance and thought she was joking. Ling Wenxiao did it in front of him
After trying out two moves in an interview, the boss saw that she was also a bit of a low-key, so he agreed to take her on, but only after going through their devilish training.
Ling Wenxiao agreed without thinking and signed the life and death certificate directly.
After completing the preparation procedures, the coach locked her in a warehouse and installed only a boxing ring in the warehouse. He also provided three meals a day and drinking water to ensure their diet. Six people trained her for 6 hours every day.
After punching and kicking, she first learned how to take a beating. As soon as she entered, Ling Wenxiao discovered that she had no power to fight back. In the past, what A Qi taught her could only be regarded as personal self-defense outside, but when faced with the professional attack here,
At that time, Ling Wenxiao couldn't resist at all, so he could only fall to the ground and hold his head while being beaten. His nose and face were bruised and swollen from being beaten every day. During that period, Ling Wenxiao's life was worse than death. It is no exaggeration to say.
Ling Wenxiao struggled countless times in his heart. Sometimes he thought it would be better to just forget it, give up quickly, and go far away.
But then I thought about it, she couldn't just leave like this. If she ran away, those loan sharks would definitely disturb the orphanage if they didn't get the money they were owed. At least they were her reborn parents and gave her a young child.
Missing warmth, she must not let them be implicated because of herself.
Ling Wenxiao had no choice but to grit her teeth and persevere. In this inhuman and devilish training, her heart became no longer weak, and slowly her body began to grow thorns to protect herself. After she learned to fight back when being beaten, the coach
They began to train Ling Wenxiao on how to attack others and knock them to the ground when both parties were alert.
Of course, during these three months of intense training, she and the coaches were all locked together and slept in the boxing ring. It can be said that Ling Wenxiao had long lost the awareness of the difference between men and women.
There was even a time when I was surrounded by men, and I only faced women when I met my opponents in boxing.
Later, when he had the money to rent a house, Ling Wenxiao did not dare to go back and live at home, because the loan sharks would always break down the door, even though they had just paid back part of the money, but they still refused to give up.
Always looking for trouble makes you always have a sense of oppression in your heart. If you don't pay back all the money, Ling Wenxiao will not be able to live a peaceful life.
Therefore, Ling Wenxiao usually squeezes into the dormitories of other colleagues in the boxing gym, gets a floor bunk and sleeps there, and looks for other jobs to do during the day. Boxing matches here are basically at night, Ling Wenxiao
Xiao can earn two jobs, enough to repay loan sharks and interest on a monthly basis. Of course, with such a full schedule, this leaves her with no social circle with girls of the same age. She has no idea what girls like nowadays, and what she wears
The clothes are always black and white, and I am not in the mood to buy clothes.
Ling Wenxiao's heart beat as if it was about to burst out, so he knocked on his heart with his fist and comforted himself: "How come you have become shy after being reborn as a female star? What are you afraid of? You don't do it anyway."
Suffer a loss."
Ling Wenxiao took off his clothes and walked to the shower room, turned on the shower, opened his hand and tested the water temperature. The temperature was just right. Ling Wenxiao closed his eyes and poured the water over his head, trying to wake himself up completely.
After rinsing, Ling Wenxiao walked to the mirror and started drying her hair with a hair dryer. Taking advantage of this time, she carefully looked at the face in the mirror.
Although she has a pair of peach blossom eyes, they are not charming, but have a touch of clarity, which makes people look like they are bathing in the spring breeze. If she were a man herself, she would definitely fall in love with Ling Wenxiao.
The lips are not thin, but somewhat fleshy. The lip color is light pink, like jelly.
The fair skin was covered with water droplets just after taking a shower, making it more transparent, white and tender. Ling Wenxiao pinched his arm and sighed:
"She has really thin skin and tender flesh. Think about it, when I was practicing boxing, my whole body was dark and dark, covered with tendons, and I was always covered in bruises and bruises, which made me look ugly."
Ling Wenxiao turned his head to look at his jawline. From the side, he could see that it was a bit angular and his neck was quite long:
"Eh? Why is it purple here!"
Ling Wenxiao saw a coin-sized purple bruise mark on the side of his neck and under his earlobe.
Ling Wenxiao rubbed it with his hand and felt no pain, so he simply ignored it.
After blowing his hair, Ling Wenxiao adjusted his breathing and made sure that his heart had calmed down. Then he put on his yukata and walked out of the bathroom. He was only wearing the same clothes when he came in. He Qiyan clearly said that he was ready, but he opened the closet.
There was only a pair of women's pajamas inside the door, and now the bathrobe became the only thing she could wear. After Ling Wenxiao finished tidying up, the doorbell rang outside the door. Ling Wenxiao knew that takeout had arrived, so he quickly walked to the door and opened the door to prepare breakfast.
Take it from the locker:
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome, I'm leaving, ma'am, please remember to give us a good review!"
The robot outside the door turned around and left after speaking.
Ling Wenxiao took out the breakfast and placed it neatly on the dining table, and shouted to the second floor: "Mr. He, it's time to eat! Come down quickly."
Ling Wenxiao couldn't believe that he, a grown man, hadn't finished washing yet, and it had taken him so long to clean up.
I saw He Qiyan slowly coming downstairs, wearing a simple white vest and black shorts underneath. This was the first time Ling Wenxiao saw him dressed so casually, as he usually wore suits and leather shoes at home.
He Qiyan took a tablet, walked to sit next to Ling Wenxiao, put the tablet on the mobile phone holder, and placed it between the two of them on the table.
Ling Wenxiao picked up the chopsticks and started eating:
"Mr. He, do you have a headache? Look at our record yesterday, there are so many bottles."
Ling Wenxiao pointed towards the ground, indicating to He Qiyan to take a look.
He Qiyan took a look, opened Songsong's video memory, adjusted the video time to after drinking last night, started playing it, adjusted the sound and said:.
"It really hurts, and I still feel a little swollen now."
He Qiyan picked up the buns and stuffed them into his mouth one by one. The two of them ate while staring at the video, both afraid of missing a small detail.
In the video, the two of them were sleeping on the sofa in the living room. Ling Wenxiao turned over and banged his head on the edge of the sofa. When his hand turned around, he hit the wine bottle on the table.
The wine bottle fell off the table at such a touch.
It happened to hit Ling Wenxiao on the head. Ling Wenxiao woke up from such a hit. He looked around and rubbed his eyes, then leaned on the sofa to relax for a moment. Then he stood up unsteadily and walked away.
Go to He Qiyan and call him softly:
"Mr. He, Mr. He~ wake up, go back to your room and sleep!"
He Qiyan had obviously fallen asleep and didn't react at all. Ling Wenxiao pinched his face with both hands and kneaded it for a while before letting go.
Seeing that He Qiyan still hadn't woken up, Ling Wenxiao carried He Qiyan on his shoulders and staggered up the stairs. When he reached the second floor, He Qiyan was thrown face-first to the ground, and Ling Wenxiao also fell sideways.
On He Qiyan's body.
He Qiyan trembled after being hit like this and fell asleep again. Ling Wenxiao rested for a while and planned to carry him back to his room, but because he had exhausted so much strength, he could not lift He Qiyan up.
Started speaking.
Ling Wenxiao had no choice but to grab He Qiyan's arms and drag him away to his room. As a result, He Qiyan's clothes were pulled off by Ling Wenxiao.
Ling Wenxiao almost choked when he saw this, and said to He Qiyan awkwardly:
"Hahaha...I just helped you take off your clothes and go to bed, hahaha...don't thank me too much."
He Qiyan had black lines on his face. No wonder his back hurt so much when he just took a shower.
In the video, Ling Wenxiao finally dragged He Qiyan to the bedside. Ling Wenxiao stood on the bed and tried to drag He Qiyan onto the bed.
But when a person falls asleep, his body sinks further and becomes very limp. Ling Wenxiao has no strength to pull him up, and her ribs no longer allow her to use too much strength.
Ling Wenxiao's ribs felt a sharp pain, and he could only let go of the hand he was holding. He Qiyan was thrown to the ground heavily. He Qiyan, who was knocked on the head, woke up a little and opened his eyes in confusion.
asked:
"What's wrong?"
Ling Wenxiao saw that he had woken up from being tortured, and quickly waved his hand:
"It's okay, it's okay, just sleep with you!"
When Ling Wenxiao stood on the bed and looked down, he felt dizzy. He raised his feet to get off the bed, and happened to step on He Qiyan's face. Ling Wenxiao didn't care about that and stepped on his face before walking off.
.
Seeing this, Ling Wenxiao silently put down the chopsticks that were still holding the buns, swallowed everything in his mouth, and secretly glanced at He Qiyan's expression.
She was a little afraid that He Qiyan now looked like he wanted to cut her into pieces.
He Qiyan turned his head and looked at her, biting his back teeth and said:
"Ling Wenxiao, I don't know how many surprises you have in store!"
Ling Wenxiao immediately squeezed He Qiyan's shoulders and forced a smile:
"Mr. He, don't be angry. I was really drunk yesterday. Look at my thin little arms. It took all my strength to drag you into the room. Besides, you forgot
I’m still injured~”
Ling Wenxiao pretended to be pitiful towards He Qiyan, used the sweetest voice she could make to act coquettishly, pouted aggrievedly, and begged He Qiyan to let her go.
He Qiyan had nothing to do with her, so he shook his head helplessly, pressed his brow with his hand, and comforted himself:
"She is an artist of her own company. It's okay, it's okay, she's not angry, she's not angry." This chapter has been completed!