Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 6

In the afternoon, Yu Zhile took a rest in the attic of the bakery.

In the surrogate driving business, she usually doesn't come back until early in the morning, so if there is no accident, she will take a half-hour lunch break at noon every day.

The afternoon in Chenfang was exceptionally quiet, even the wind's steps became lighter in the sunlight.

Yu Zhile was lying on her side on the small pink bed, she didn't seem to close her eyes for a few minutes, when she heard someone whispering in her ear:

"Chile, are you asleep..."

intermittent.

Zhang Sitian's voice.

Yu Zhile frowned slightly, opened her eyes, and she really saw Zhang Sitian beside the bed, with a bit of embarrassment in her eyes: "I didn't wake you up on purpose..."

Yu Zhile sat up, clenched his fist to his lips, and yawned: "Speak."

As if she was really sorry for waking up the woman in front of her, Zhang Sitian pinched her fingers at a loss: "I just took a big order, eight six-inch cakes, and they will be delivered to the Old Money Tavern at eight o'clock in the evening."

"Eight?" Hearing this amount of orders for the first time, even Yu Zhile had the illusion that he was still in a dream.

"Well," Zhang Sitian nodded again and again: "I didn't want to wake you up, but I realized... that I can't do it alone..."

Old Money Tavern...

Yu Zhile thought for a moment, and connected with the information he heard in the morning: "The group of people your father said ordered it?"

"No, Uncle Qian called to order."

Yu Zhile stood up and asked, "Who wants it if you didn't say it?"

"No," Zhang Sitian replied, "Just say the customer wants it."

Zhang Sitian suddenly remembered: "You mean the people who ordered the cake are those who went to your house today?"

"Yeah." Yu Zhile nodded.

Zhang Sitian covered her lips: "Oh my God! I thought they left after lunch. Uncle Qian is helping a customer order a birthday cake for a banquet in the evening, what should I do?! The money has been collected, or I will refund it now? "

Yu Zhile bent over and put on his leather boots: "What are you returning?"

She stood up, pulled off the black rubber band on one wrist, raised her hands behind her head, and tied a neat ponytail three or two times: "If you don't make money, you're stupid."

The woman sniffed again, and the air was filled with a faint scent of hurricane: "Besides, you've already started doing it."

Putting on her coat, Yu Zhile went downstairs. Zhang Sitian walked behind her, thinking wildly: "Zhile, do you know who they are? The underworld? How do you know your hometown address?"

"Not the underworld."

"Then why did you go to your house and target you?" Zhang Sitian knocked her fist: "Did Uncle Qian know that you were in this shop, so he called you here on purpose?"

"Maybe."

"Really," Zhang Sitian jumped to Yu Zhile's side in two steps, walked side by side with her on the narrow stairs and said, "Isn't that a trap? You'd better not go, I don't want the list, let them change to another place .”

"It doesn't matter." Yu Zhile replied three words.

Zhang Sitian stopped, looked at the woman who had turned out of the stairs, and almost stomped her feet anxiously: "There are a dozen men!"

Outside the white wall, there was a woman's nonchalant tone: "They are all weak chickens."

"..."

Zhang Sitian stamped her feet, a little speechless, more helpless, and then quickly followed.

Seven fifty in the evening.

In the deep dusk, Yu Zhile rode a tricycle to the Old Money Tavern.

Yes, tricycles.

It was an electric tricycle borrowed from the owner of the grain and oil store next door, because Yu Zhile's heavy-duty locomotive really couldn't carry the transportation volume of eight cakes.

In the town where the dessert shop is located, it will be difficult to borrow four wheels for a while, so this kind of transportation can only be used.

Slowing down the speed outside the tavern, Yu Zhile looked sideways, and his eyes just hit the fluttering wine flag.

Going down slightly, you can see a person sitting on the stone steps below.He held his head and remained motionless.

呲——

Chen Nian Lao Sanlun, the moment Yu Zhile braked to a stop, made a sharp sound that could pierce the night.

laugh.

At the same time, an uncontrollable laugh rushed into the eardrums.

Yu Zhile followed the sound and looked over, and saw that the person holding his head had raised his head just now, as if he saw some interesting scene unique in the world, he looked at her without blinking, grinning, laughing nonchalantly stop.

His two rows of small white teeth stood out in the night, and he kept patting his thigh with one hand, almost leaning forward and dancing.

Monkey monkey monkey monkey.

Like a donkey.

Yu Zhile opened her eyes, got out of the car, fixed it, and turned around to get the cake from the back.

"Hey."

Someone called her from behind, but she didn't answer.

"Hey!"

Bigger, still shouldn't.

"Yu Zhile!" His tone filled these three words with a smile.

"..."

The woman turned her back to him, took two cakes, and was about to get the third box when she heard him say again:

"Yu! Know! Le!"

"..."

"Yu Zhile, you are so strong and awesome - you can drive any car... you can drive a four-wheeled car, and you can also drive a three-wheeled car. I adore you, hehe, strong, invincible, stronger than the Milky Way..."

He chuckled inexplicably, his lazy voice gradually approaching, apparently walking towards her.

Yu Zhile tilted her head, indeed, Jing Sheng was already standing beside her.He pursed his lips, bent his eyes, and looked at her, reeking of alcohol.

Yu Zhile looked at him for a moment, ignored him, and continued to get the cake in the car.

"Do you want me to help you?" He gestured to the back of the tricycle with his chin.

"No need." Yu Zhile immediately refused.

"I want to get it for you." Unsteadily, she went to grab the ribbon on the cake box.

Yu Zhile said coldly, "Put it down."

"Don't let it go," he raised two beautiful long sword eyebrows: "Don't let it go."

Yu Zhile squinted his eyes. This person may have soaked in the wine bottle for too long, and his brain was also filled with an unknown liquid. He was very unconscious and didn't know that he was facing a situation that seemed familiar to him.

Seeing Jing Sheng pull out a cake box, Yu Zhile immediately took out his wrist, the man said frivolously "Oh, grab my hand..." Before he could hum, he immediately replaced it with a quick whisper: " Fuck you! Let go, let go!"

Of course Yu Zhile didn't let go, and even tried a little harder.

"Want to see orthopedics this time?" She looked into his eyes and asked calmly.

Jing Sheng's fingers were completely out of strength, and he watched helplessly as the cake box slid out and was easily lifted by the woman.

He was still in the hands of purgatory just now, and was finally liberated.His face was flushed, not sure if it was pain or anger.

"Are you sick? Is it so violent to help you carry things?" Jing Sheng complained with raised eyebrows, "Are you a fucking woman?"

"You are more like me than me." Yu Zhile returned without thinking, took three cakes, and walked to the tavern without looking back.

"Grass!"

Before entering the door, there was a dirty word on the back, as if something was violently smashed to the ground.

At this moment, the people at the two tables in the lobby of the tavern couldn't help but look at the woman who came in.

Their hearts are full of barrage:
That's it?

This is Yu Zhile, right?
huh?

Because Mr. Xiao Jing of their family kept pestering the tavern owner for various information about "Yu Zhile" when they were playing cards in the afternoon.

After learning that she was in charge of delivery at a nearby cake shop, she even waved her hand and said that she would order eight cakes.

Assistant Song objected: "We... don't seem to have a birthday?"

"It's just you, talk a lot," Mr. Jing drew up an empty dart between his fingers, pretended to throw it across the air: "You're the only one who celebrates your birthday today."

At the moment, after seeing the woman's appearance clearly, the staff's inner barrage began a new round of replacement:

It is quite beautiful.

The figure is also good, the legs are long and tall.

But Boss Jing is not short of beauties.

"Who wants the cake?" Yu Zhile glanced around and asked.

"Me, me, me!" "Birthday" Song "Shou Xing" rushed forward and took all the cakes in her hands.

Song Zhu counted down his eyes.Noticing his demeanor and behavior, Yu Zhile said, "The rest are outside, I'll get them right away."

After he finished speaking, he went out.

"Okay, thank you, I'll go get it with you." Song Zhu hurriedly followed, after all, she was the woman Xiao Jing always liked, so he didn't dare to neglect her.

Opening the door curtain, the cold air rushed in.

After following two steps, the woman in front of her suddenly stamped her feet. After a while, she didn't take another step forward.

Why, Song Zhu became suspicious, looked over her, and then was taken aback.

At some point, all the cakes on the tricycle were taken out and placed on the ground.

And their Xiao Jingzong has replaced him and sat inside.And sat like a rock, motionless, staring at them.

With hostile eyes, coupled with a childish displeasure.

——Didn’t you say it was too uncomfortable to come out to get some fresh air? Why did you climb up on the tricycle?And drive all the cakes down!
Song Zhu was shocked, and hurriedly paved the steps for his master: "Hey! Boss Jing really drank too much, I'll persuade him to come down!"

After finishing speaking, he trotted all the way to the front of the tricycle, and talked softly for a long time.

The young man turned a deaf ear, and changed his posture midway, leaning on the railing, shaking his legs, trying to relax.

Song Zhu: "..."

Yu Zhile walked over, glanced at the "pissed off" boy, stooped to pick up the cake on the ground, turned around and said to Song Zhu, "Put the cake in first."

She added: "Get a few more people to come over and get him down."

Three minutes later, ten people were shivering around a dark blue tricycle in the cold wind, trying to persuade them.

Even the tavern owner came out to watch.

"Mr. Jing, come down."

"What are you doing?"

"You can't do that if you drink too much, can you?"

Already drunk and confused, Jing Sheng's head ached even more from the quarrel, and he replied angrily, "Get out of here, don't touch me, I'm going on vacation here tonight."

After speaking, he hugged the handrail behind him tightly, ten cows would not even try to pull him down.

"..." Siye was completely silent.

Yu Zhile stood aside, watching coldly for a long time.

Also helpless, she greeted Boss Qian and said that she could only leave the car with him overnight and pick it up tomorrow morning.

Putting the words in his pockets, he walked in the direction he came from.

In the next second, everyone suddenly caught a glimpse of their own Mr. Jing, who stood up from the tricycle as if he had been suddenly relieved, and yelled at Yu Zhile indistinctly: "Why are you going, you don't want the car... ..."

Seeing that the woman didn't pay any attention to it, she immediately jumped down and staggered after her as soon as she hit the ground, like a pug, chasing after her.

Song Zhu lowered his head and supported his forehead.

Ugh.

Can not bear to look.

It was the first time I saw him chasing a woman like this.

The kind-hearted subordinate rushed back to the tavern to get his coat, and then rushed over to put it on him, but was also scolded by Jing Sheng angrily.In the end, he had no choice but to stand where he was and watch him go away.

A woman and a man, one in front and one behind, walked for two miles until they came to the fields beside the town.

Yu Zhile thought that this kid would not dare to come back if he went to a remote place, but he didn't expect him to be so persistent, asking her endlessly from behind: "You don't want the car? Do you? The tricycle, it's very powerful , most people don't know how to ride..."

Hearing that, Yu Zhile's fist was a little itchy.

Maybe it's true, drunk and cowardly.

Yu Zhile was annoyed by him, and was also annoyed. She stopped and turned around and asked, "When are you going to be with me?"

"I don't know..." Jing Sheng also stopped and answered three words slowly.

It seems that when he is drunk, his eyes will become wet, and his black eyes are big, and there will be a kind of natural grievance, innocence and innocence.

"Don't follow me," Yu Zhile already commanded, "Go back."

After speaking, continue walking.

Jing Sheng followed.

As if she accidentally stepped on chewing gum on the road and couldn't shake it off.

Yu Zhile stopped again: "Can you stop following? You just stand here."

"Hmm..." He agreed.

Yu Zhile heaved a sigh of relief and walked again.

Well, the stinky shit is still behind.

Unbearable, Yu Zhile turned around for the third time, raised his chin, and signaled to the front: "Go in the opposite direction to me, I don't want you to die in the wilderness."

"..." Such a ruthless intimidation made the empty field ridges extraordinarily eerie.Jing Sheng sniffled, and replied: "I didn't look at the road, I don't remember how to get back."

Still that watery eyes.

Yu Zhile stood there for a while, thought for a while, and said to him: "I'll take you back to the tavern, don't follow me anymore."

By the way, it is also good to ride the tricycle back, so there is no need to run again.

Jing Sheng nodded his head slowly, and nodded again, expressing his agreement.

So, the two of them turned their heads and returned the same way.

After walking a few steps, Jing Sheng suddenly became very dizzy, and his head spun for a while, forcing him to stop.

His throat kept panting, as if something was gushing out.

In the blink of an eye, the man covered his stomach and vomited.

After a while, I vomited for a long time.

Stomach cramping, strong cramping, like being twisted and pulled by a hand.

After working as a surrogate driver, there are not a few drunks who have taken over. Yu Zhile can completely turn a blind eye to the scene in front of him.

The woman took two steps away, took out a cigarette from her trouser pocket, held it in her mouth, and lit it with a lighter.Quietly smoke, wait for him to finish.

I don't know how long I vomited. From the beginning, I just bent my upper body, and then I squatted on the ground in pain, curled up and trembling.

But after vomiting, his stomach seemed to be emptied, and Jing Sheng felt better.

With the cool breeze blowing, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth twice. After a while, he stood up on his legs and looked sideways at Yu Zhile.

The woman stood not far from him, her hair scattered in the wind.

The fire between her fingers dimly lit up her beautiful eyelashes and the tip of her nose.

With numb legs, Jing Sheng limped, walked over awkwardly, and stopped beside her.

"Okay?" Yu Zhile turned to look at him, the young man's face was as pale as paper.

He replied: "Yes."

The smoke left the woman's dry red lips, and she held it between her fingers. She looked at the blurred mountains in the distance again: "Leave after smoking."

Jing Sheng blinked and stared at her without moving his gaze away even for a second.

She tapped the body of the cigarette lightly with her slender fingers, and scattered ash floated out, lost its light, and turned into wind.

The bulge on the neck couldn't help rolling, Jing Sheng asked: "Is it good?"

As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my throat was still dry and sore, and it was very uncomfortable.

Yu Zhile glanced at him eagerly, her cigarette-holding hand slightly stretched out, and stopped in front of him.

The man's two big black eyes suddenly blinked quickly, and he looked at the half-remained cigarette in disbelief:

What are you doing?
...Why did you just give this to him?She still smoked...

All the limbs and facial features became awkward in an instant, Jing Sheng responded with a little effort: "Your saliva is on it, it's not dirty."

He deliberately disliked his face: "Can't you give me a new one?"

Without saying a word, Yu Zhile drew his hand and put the cigarette back into his mouth again.

"No," the man's face turned red as if he had just been drunk, "You promise to give others a cigarette, at least you have to be sincere, pull out a new one, offer it with both hands, and light it for him, shouldn't it be like this."

Although he doesn't smoke, he's seen this before...

He looked at her, and began to talk at length again: "Send a second-hand person a few words, and I even smoked..."

Before the word "half" came out of his mouth, Jing Sheng suddenly fell silent.

Because there was something extra in his mouth.Her cigarette was forced in by her.

Be caught off guard.

Her knuckles brushed against his lower lip.

"Can you shut up?" Yu Zhile took a deep breath, his gaze passed by his eyes lightly: "Just now you should have pointed the cigarette butt inside."

Jing Sheng really stopped talking, his body was as if frozen, motionless.

His mouth was also petrified, so he could only hold the cigarette firmly with his teeth.

What she put in at random was not tobacco, but gunpowder.

Otherwise, why would his mind be blown into a dazzling blank.

Not noticing the man's daze, Yu Zhile hurried back, walked one meter, and realized that no one was following behind.

She turned around and saw Jing Sheng squatting beside the field, motionless and silent for a while.

This old man, what's the matter——

Yu Zhile deeply felt that she had been challenged by many extremes tonight, she closed her eyes, and suppressed the surging anger: "If you don't leave, I will leave."

Hearing the words, the black blob by the edge of the field slowly stood up obediently.

When he approached, seeing him pursing his lips tightly, Yu Zhile asked, "Where's the smoke?"

Jing Sheng drooped his eyelashes: "It's too dirty, throw it away."

Yu Zhile said coldly, gently, and was quickly taken away by Yeqi.

Jing Sheng still followed her, with his hand in his coat pocket, he kept touching something inside, took it, put it down, and picked it up again.

Just now he squatted there, snuffing out the cigarette on the dirt.

Then...the cigarette butt was quietly and carefully put into the pocket for fear of being seen by others...

Even he didn't know why he did it.

(End of this chapter)