It was a gloomy evening, with clouds and mist lingering on Taihu Lake, and a light breeze blowing on my face. People in the water village could not see the distance, and boats in the distance could not find the village. A thin layer of mist seemed to isolate the village, forming a separate
of heaven and earth.
In calm days, the life of the water pirates was as usual. In the reeds by the lake, several women were washing clothes for the men.
There are more men than women in the village, and there are piles of clothes to wash, and then they have to be busy cooking. There are always countless tasks waiting for them.
Therefore, women in the village have a much harder life than men.
It was a good thing for the previous young master to choose his own woman. All women are eager to be chosen. It is better to be with one man than with a group of men. Moreover, the young master has a distinguished status. If he takes a fancy to him, he may not have to do such menial work.
It's a pity that the young man's vision is too high, and there is no woman he likes. The women who were doing the laundry felt a little regretful among their comments.
"What a pity. What a great opportunity. What a great guy. If I had known about it, I would have dressed up more."
"Stop dreaming about a handsome young man with eyes on the top of his head. Do you want that too?"
"That's right! Didn't you listen to what others said? He dislikes our dirty bodies."
"Why is it dirty? I take a shower every day and it's clean! Besides, all those things are the same, why are you so picky?"
"Although we don't look as good as those ladies from the public, our work is better than theirs, right?"
Several people kept laughing, but one person poured cold water on them: "Wake up, this is our fate."
One sentence brought the girls back to reality. Looking at the piles of clothes in front of them, if they didn't work quickly, they wouldn't be able to finish it later.
"Hey! What are you talking about so politely?"
"Let's do some laundry."
As he spoke, his words were full of helplessness.
"Hey, look over there."
Suddenly someone pointed in a direction and said.
The other girls looked as he pointed. Just outside the reed marsh, by the lake, a girl was sitting there, with her head lowered, covering her face, sobbing.
"Isn't that Qianqian?"
"Hey! Look, you're still crying."
"Look at that sad look, do you really think you are superior to others?"
"A mute doesn't have to do anything. What else is she dissatisfied with?"
"You're just pretending to be innocent. I've probably slept with Mr. Xia a long time ago."
The women were talking loudly, but I don't know if Qian Qian heard it.
Qian Qian has been crying here for a long time. Qian Qian doesn't like crying, because when she cries, she makes some weird noises that normal people can't make, like babbling, which is so unpleasant. It also makes her throat hurt, which is very uncomfortable. So Qian Qian
Qian has always been happy. Although she is always ridiculed and bullied by other women in the village, she is still willing to face it with a smile.
But this time it was different. Qianqian couldn't control her heart, and there was always another sentence in her mind.
"A mute who can't even scream, what is he doing here?"
Qian Qian has never felt sad because she can't speak, but today she regrets it extremely. Why is she mute?
Listening to your own crying, it’s really hard to hear! Is there any other girl who speaks nicely?
At this time, Xia Shang was sitting in the house, Qian Qian hadn't come back yet.
Xia Shang knew that this girl was probably hiding from her sadness, so he planned to coax her back when she came back.
The love between children is a trivial matter, and Xia Shang is still waiting for the results from Zhao Xiao.
At night, there was no movement around Xia Shang, and Qian Qian still hadn't returned.
Xia Shang looked at the sky and felt a little worried at the moment. He was about to open the door and go out to look, but someone came outside the house.
Xia Shang thought it was Qian Qian, but when he opened the door, he found that it was Mr. Wu and a few Shuizhai brothers, but the Shuizhai brothers were still hugging someone. Because the sky was dark, he couldn't see clearly. Only a fiery red dress seemed to be pretty.
Exquisite.
Mr. Wu chuckled: "Mr. Xia, why are you still up so late?"
Xia Shang looked behind him, pretending to be confused: "Mr. Wu, what are you doing?"
"The head of the house specially made a special trip to select the most beautiful girl in the village for the young master. She is clean and has not been touched by anyone. The key sounds are also good, so the young master is guaranteed to be satisfied."
"Seriously? Show me quickly."
Xia Shang looked anxious and looked behind him.
The few people behind brought the person they were carrying to Xia Shang.
Xia Shang took a look and found that it was indeed the female assassin from last night - Shang Rong!
Xia Shang felt happy, it seemed that his plan was working.
But she was still very anxious on the surface, and she reached out to grab her. As soon as she touched Shang Rong, she saw him murmuring: "Don't... don't touch me."
Upon hearing the sound, Xia Shang noticed something strange about Shang Rong and looked at Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu smiled: "Sir, this woman is not simple, she also knows kung fu! However, her kung fu is temporarily blocked by the master, so she cannot hurt you. It's just that this woman has a fierce temper, and it is difficult to control her without using some means.
I just drank some wine now, otherwise it would be really difficult to send me to the young master’s room. I think the young master won’t mind.”
Seeing that Shang Rong was confused, Xia Shang pretended not to know, and then smiled evilly: "I don't mind, I don't mind, it's more interesting this way."
Mr. Wu also chuckled, with an expression that all men would understand: "Young master, you are so clever! Then we will leave the girl to you."
Xia Shang hugged Shang Rong into his arms, like a ball of soft mud, exuding a faint fragrance.
Xia Shang didn't look any further and was about to take the girl into the room. Mr. Wu grabbed him and said, "Master, now the girl has been found for you, are you..."
"No matter what it is, we'll talk about it later."
After that, Xia Shang went straight back to the house and closed the door.
Xia Shang first put Shang Rong on the bed and lit the lamp, only to see that Shang Rong was much more beautiful tonight than last night. She just put on a hot red dress, simple rouge and gouache, and a soft and delicate look.
Doesn't her expression smell like a female assassin? She is just a pretty girl. Her face is flushed, her eyes are blurred, her body is twisting slightly...
It is especially moving in the dim light.
But……
Xia Shang felt something was wrong. There was no smell of alcohol on this woman's body, and she had obviously never drank. However, her face was red and her eyes were wandering, as if...as if someone had given her an aphrodisiac...
Just as he was thinking about it, the body on the bed suddenly moved, and a pair of thin arms quickly wrapped around Xia Shang's neck. Xia Shang didn't check for a moment, but gently exerted force on his slender arms, and Xia Shang's body followed Shang Rong.
"Don't...don't touch me..."
Shang Rong said, but her little hands were not free, went around Xia Shang's neck, penetrated into Xia Shang's back collar, and clutched Xia Shang's back desperately, causing burning pain.
Xia Shang took a breath of cold air, despite looking at this cold female assassin, she was like an octopus when she was emotionally attached to her body and couldn't get rid of it.
"You say you don't want it, but your body is very honest." Xia Shang muttered to divert his attention, and then broke away from her hands with force, "I am not someone who is easily pushed!"
After chirping a few more words, I finally brought the rope. (To be continued)