191. Chapter 191 Heavenly King Gedihu Pagoda Town River Demon
Autumn is a rainy season.
I don't know when, the bright night sky was already covered with dark clouds. A large number of bats kept flying back and forth in the low sky, catching mosquitoes in groups that could not fly high because their wings were damp, and the slightly chilly breeze stirred up a cloud.
It was so dusty that you could smell the water vapor faintly in the air.
There are only two yards between the Qing family and the Xiao family. Even with the slowest walk, it is only less than half a minute.
In order to prevent Minnie or Xiao Baoer from staring at him in boredom, Li Mengnan walked in the opposite direction onto the main road and walked around half of the outside of the shantytown before going back through another path.
The courtyard doors of Qingche's house are also two old wooden doors. The vermilion paint has peeled off in large areas, and the logs exposed inside have long been yellowed and turned black. A few malnourished weeds are hanging weakly above the door courtyard. The damaged ones are
The walls are as jagged as the teeth of an old lady in her seventies or eighties.
Although equally old, the Xiao's courtyard still gives people a feeling of vitality, while the Qing's courtyard is more like an ancient house in a deserted village in a movie, depressing, dull, and even a bit eerie.
Li Mengnan stood at the door and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door. The courtyard door suddenly opened from the inside. Qing Che nervously grabbed his arm and dragged him into the courtyard. He looked around to make sure no one had noticed, and quickly closed the door.
Raise the courtyard gate and secure the latch with a thick wooden stake.
"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of the earth!" Li Mengnan also pretended to be nervous and said.
"ah?"
Qingche was a little confused, where is this going?
"The pagoda suppresses the river demon! Come on, the pagoda suppresses the river demon..." Li Mengnan urged.
"Ba... Pagoda... Suppress the River Demon." Qing Che stammered.
"Comrade, I finally found you!" Li Mengnan grabbed Qing Che's hand and shook it vigorously, his expression extremely excited.
"Brother Meng Nan...are you okay?"
Qingche stared at Li Mengnan nervously, with quite a bit of fear in her eyes. It was obvious that Li Mengnan's psychotic reaction scared her a lot.
"Oh, I was just inspired by something, don't mind." Li Mengnan's serious expression faded away, and he returned to his usual squinted and lazy demeanor, "The scene just now was too much like the underground joints of our party back then, no.
When it comes to talking about something, I always feel a bit out of place..."
"..."
"Do you mind?" Li Mengnan took out a cigarette from his pocket and gestured to Qing Che.
Qingche quickly shook his head, then ran into the house and took out a large ashtray and placed it on the small square table in the courtyard.
Li Mengnan noticed that there was a lot of cigarette ashes and cigarette butts accumulated in the ashtray. It seemed that Qingche's father was also a long-time smoker.
"Here, eat a banana."
Sitting on a chair in the courtyard with his legs crossed, Li Mengnan broke off a banana from the plastic bag of fruit and threw it to Qing Che.
"Thank you... thank you."
Qing Che's face turned slightly red, but he didn't refuse. He moved a handful of small bananas and sat across from Li Mengnan. He opened the banana peel and ate it in small bites.
Taking advantage of the break while smoking, Li Mengnan secretly looked around.
This is a small courtyard, with an area only about one-third of the Xiao family's.
Directly opposite the courtyard gate is a red brick house. The room is divided into east and west rooms, but the door only opens on one side.
The westmost window is slightly smaller. Through the rusty security window, you can faintly see some bright red and green colors. It should be a clear room.
There is no independent toilet in the courtyard, and the so-called kitchen is just a simple hut made of wooden boards. Some scorched marks can be seen on the edges of the wooden boards used as walls, as if there had been a fire of some magnitude.
On the contrary, a rickshaw parked in the corner made Li Mengnan feel a sense of intimacy. The scene when the two met for the first time in the night market resurfaced in his memory.
After stubbing out the cigarette butt and putting it in the ashtray, Li Mengnan took out an unlabeled white porcelain bottle from his small backpack, stood up and said: "Okay, it's time to apply the medicine, hurry up, I have to go back to school after this."
"Then...go to...my room..."
It took Qingche almost half a minute to say these six short words. After finishing speaking, he felt like he was about to collapse.
"Then let's go."
Li Mengnan maintained a peaceful expression from beginning to end, neither serious nor frivolous, with a faint sense of otherworldliness.
Of course, this is not a true portrayal of his heart at this moment, but a virtual imitation of the doctor's mentality. Although this imitation, which is not even self-hypnosis, cannot completely reproduce the compassionate mentality of a doctor's parent, it is enough.
Reduce Qingche’s nervousness to a certain extent.
Entering the main house is a bedroom with very simple and old furnishings. There are almost no household appliances in the room. The only large item is a 21-inch old-fashioned picture tube TV.
The mirror on the large wardrobe was almost cracked into particles, but it was stuck together with wide transparent tape, and it could barely shine. The surface of the furniture was full of large and small bumps and scratches, and was slightly yellowed.
From time to time, you can see pits and unknown stains of various colors on the walls, and you can also smell a hint of alcohol that is almost gone.
However, even though the entire room was in such tatters, both the furniture surface and the sheets and quilts were surprisingly clean, with a faint fragrance of washing powder still exuding.
Li Mengnan didn't believe that an alcoholic would have such a mysophobia. Obviously, all of this should be Qing Che's fault.
"My room is over here."
Probably because he didn't want Li Mengnan to see what was happening in his father's room, Qing Che quickly opened the small door of his room and let Li Mengnan in.
Qingche's room is actually no better than the large bedroom outside. The size of less than eight square meters is only enough to accommodate a single bed, a simple wardrobe, and a desk with missing legs.
After closing the door, the only thing that can communicate with the outside world is the small window with an anti-theft net. If it weren't for the few pots of brightly blooming unknown wildflowers on the window sill, the whole room would look more like a prison.
Qingche drew the curtains and turned on the fluorescent lights above her head.
"Brother Mengnan, please sit down and I'll get you a glass of water."
Qing Che embarrassedly pushed the quilt stacked on the bedside to make room for Li Mengnan to sit.
"Don't be busy. I drank a lot of water at home." Li Mengnan waved his hand to indicate that Qing Che was welcome. He put the medicinal wine on the desk in the room, patted the bed board and said, "Take off your clothes and lie on the bed.
I'll give you a massage with medicinal wine, which may take a long time. If you have any personal problems, it's best to solve them in advance..."
At this moment, Li Mengnan was speaking completely like a doctor. This professional tone could not help but relax Qing Che's tense nerves a little.
Qingche shook his head and said that he had no personal problems to solve. He put his hands lightly on his collar and hesitated for a moment: "Brother Meng Nan...do you really have to take off your clothes?"
Li Mengnan knew that it would not be easy for this little girl to overcome this mental hurdle, so he said helplessly: "I am drinking alcohol for a long time. It can only be used externally, not taken internally..."
Qingche hesitantly unbuttoned two buttons, grabbed the collar again, and asked tentatively: "Then...can you not take off your clothes?"
"Do you think this is a martial arts novel, I hit you with my inner strength, and you vomited blood and immediately recovered from the disease?" Li Mengnan couldn't laugh or cry.
"But...but..."
Qingche also knew that her request was unrealistic, but she really couldn't do it if she was asked to take off her clothes in front of Li Mengnan.
"Forget it, close your eyes."
Li Mengnan took out a black ribbon from his pocket. This was originally prepared for Minnie last night. He didn't expect to be able to use it again... Ribbon Master, your life is worth it!
"You can take it off now and pretend I don't exist."
After Li Mengnan said this, he stopped talking, and I don't know what he did. His breathing could no longer be heard in the room, and even the feeling of his presence became empty in an instant.
Even though he knew that this was just deception, not being able to see Li Mengnan or hear his voice really made Qing Che relax a lot.
"Then...Brother Mengnan, I believe you, but please don't peek."
Li Mengnan still didn't reply, as if there had never been such a person in the room.
Qingche took a deep breath, turned around, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, took off his short shirt, and hung it on the hook of the nearby closet based on his feeling.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and took off her skirt, groped her way to the bed, took off her shoes and slowly lay down.
In fact, during this process, Li Mengnan did not close his eyes or turn around, but stood aside and watched her every move.
Beautiful things are meant to be appreciated... Anyway, you have to keep your eyes open during massage. There is no essential difference in whether you look at them sooner or later.
It can't be said that Li Mengnan was deceiving Qingche. He had never promised anything. What's more, he never peeked from the beginning to the end - he looked at it openly.
Strangely enough, although her body was still tense, when Qing Che lay there almost naked, she felt less nervous inside.
"Brother Mengnan, I...I'm ready."
"Then I'm going to get started. The medicinal wine may be a little cold when it is first applied, but it will be fine once the medicinal properties dissipate." Li Mengnan finally reappeared and reminded.
"Wait...wait a minute!"
Just when Li Mengnan unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle and was about to pour some more into his hand, Qingche suddenly stopped, then hurriedly took a pillow from the side and stuffed it under her belly.
"What...are you doing?" Qing Che's strange behavior made Li Mengnan feel a little confused.
Qing Che's face couldn't help but blush, and she whispered sheepishly: "My... breasts are a bit big. If I lie down like this without padding my head and belly, I will be so heavy that I can't breathe."
Li Mengnan couldn't help but laugh. It was indeed reasonable and reasonable. It was actually not difficult to guess. It was just because he was not a woman and had no similar personal experience that he did not think of it immediately.
"Baoer will definitely go crazy if he hears this from you."
Li Mengnan smiled. Although Xiao Baoer seemed to be shouting "I am flat-chested, I am proud, and I save fabrics for the country" all day long, he actually knew very well that this little girl was going crazy if she wanted to grow breasts.
"Haha, I can guess... In fact, I envy her. She doesn't have to carry two thick sponge cushions all day long. When the weather is a little hot, the inside will be full of sweat. She won't be sore when running, or suddenly
Lost balance and fell..."
Qingche realized halfway through that he was chatting with a boy. Thinking of the many embarrassing and embarrassing private topics he had just talked about, he suddenly wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it and never come out again.
Fortunately, the ribbons around her eyes were still untied, so she couldn't see Li Mengnan's face, otherwise she would really feel that she was too shameless to see anyone.
However, Li Mengnan naturally would not laugh at her because of such a girl's troubles. He just rubbed the medicinal wine on his hands and smiled softly: "This is normal. You will understand when you grow up... This is how life is.
Your own happiness is always in the eyes of others."
Your own happiness is always in the eyes of others?
Yes, for Xiao Baoer, a normal family life, in her eyes, is it not a luxury thought that she dare not even think about?
Qingche couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment in his heart, and sighed softly: "Brother Mengnan, you know so much."
"It's not that I know much, it's that you think too much."
Li Mengnan simply spread the medicinal wine on the palm of his hand, pressed it slowly on a bruise on Qing Che's back, and used his unique technique to rub and massage it fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.
Qing Che kept crying out in pain at first, but as the medicine dissipated, the pain in the injured area began to gradually lessen. It was like lying on the beach sunbathing, the whole back was warm, as if all the blood in the body was passing by Li Mengnan's hands.
The positions are moving rapidly.
Later, Qing Che only felt that his whole body was numb and light. All the muscles in his body seemed to have been given a relaxant, and he could not muster any strength at all. His whole body seemed to be flying into the clouds.
As for whether she is shy or not, she no longer thinks about it at this moment. To be precise, she is so comfortable that she has completely given up thinking and just wants to sleep peacefully and lazily.
"Brother Meng Nan... have you ever learned massage?... I feel so comfortable..." Qing Che almost didn't even want to use force to speak, and the whole sentence came out completely from his nose.
"No, it's just that if you press yourself more, you'll get better."
For jugglers, bumps and bumps are commonplace. It is impossible for anyone to have a professional masseur by their side. If there is an injury, just use medicinal wine to rub it. After more than ten years of pressing it, no matter how stupid you are, you can find some.
The door is open.
The congestion on his back and the back of his thighs was almost gone. Li Mengnan patted Qingche's round buttocks, which were so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep, and said funnyly: "Little lazy pig, wake up, you have to turn over even if you are drying salted fish."
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"Oh...salted fish?"
Qing Che was sleeping in a daze. Hearing Li Mengnan's call, he didn't even have time to respond to what he was talking about. He subconsciously wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, twisted his body and turned over.
A pair of plump and perky breasts were exposed to the air without any obstruction. With the inertia of turning over, they jumped up and down like a real little rabbit, making people want to catch them in their hands and play with them.
Even though Li Mengnan was mentally prepared, he was still severely shocked by the seductive scene in front of him. The movements of his hands were obviously stagnant, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he could faintly hear the sound of swallowing saliva.
He suddenly realized that he had overestimated his own strength. When a little lolita, who was as clean and simple as mineral water, almost naked and posing on the bed in a defenseless posture, that kind of strong vision
Impacts and evil psychological implications cannot be sustained by concentration alone.
Fortunately, after an hour of crazy tossing with Minnie last night, some of the accumulated anger in his body could be relieved a little, otherwise he would really have to struggle back and forth between an animal and something worse than an animal.
After all, Qingche is just an ordinary girl, and giving up thinking for a moment does not mean that she can really accept it.
Almost as soon as he felt a chill coming from his chest, Qing Che woke up from his dazed state in an instant, screamed and pulled the quilt to cover his body, leaving only a pair of long, slender and voluptuous white legs.
outside.
"I didn't do anything." Li Mengnan quickly raised his hands to show that he was innocent.
"I...I know, it's just..."
Qing Che pursed her lips and felt so wronged that she was about to cry.
When Li Mengnan pressed her back just now, she thought she had adapted, but now she suddenly found that she still couldn't accept it.
"Then, how about next time."
Li Mengnan also knew that haste makes waste. With Qingche's shy and introverted character, her ability to agree to take off her clothes and have her back massaged was already her limit. If she wanted to get her to receive a full-body massage, it would take a while.
Fortunately, perhaps because she has been beaten many times, Qingche is quite experienced in this area. The injuries are mainly concentrated on the back and the outside of her limbs, while there are not many injuries on the chest and inside. This shows that she
Every time I squatted on the ground with my head in my arms, I protected the most vulnerable parts quite well.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for a weak girl like her to persist until now under the punches and kicks of an adult.
"sorry."
Qingche also felt very apologetic. She knew from the massage effect just now that Li Mengnan was sincerely helping her heal her injuries, but because of her shyness, she interfered in the treatment process again and again, and now she even wants to give up.
Comparatively, if you think about it from another perspective, she kindly wanted to help a person who was not a relative, but this person obstructed her help. She was afraid that she would have given up on him long ago.
"Brother Mengnan, you are a good person."
One of Qingche's hands stretched out from the tightly wrapped quilt and grabbed the corner of Li Mengnan's clothes from behind who was packing his things.
Li Mengnan turned his head, pinched Qingche's pitiful little face with his fingers that still had a strong smell of medicine, shook his head indifferently and said with a smile: "Little girl, remember, if you don't want to offend a boy to death,
, just don’t hand out good guy cards casually... I always only accept bad guy cards.”