My 26-year-old female boss

When she saw me, she was very surprised. We were both stupid. Maybe no one thought that there was such a fate!

After a long pause, she said with a sneer: "Oh! The perverted man has been released from the bureau? "

"You again! You are everywhere I have some resentment, but also some helpless looking at her, to be honest, I am afraid.

"Yes! And I wonder if you're following me and trying to get back at me? " She gave me a blank look and said, "I know I'm beautiful, but you are too stubborn! And uncle, I really don't like your model. "

I looked at her rebellious look, angry, indignant waiting for her, said: "don't be sentimental, OK? I'm blind and like you. "

"Why did you follow me here? I don't believe in coincidence. "

"How can a man be shameless like you?"

"Hey, how do you talk? Do you know how to be polite?" She raised her proud chin to me again.

I had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "I don't know how to be polite? Girl, are you right! Think about it for yourself. Since you hit me last night, have you apologized to me? There is no tutor! You will suffer in society like this. "

"You don't have to teach me, you take care of yourself! Uncle With that, she released the handbrake and was ready to go.

I called out to her, "Hey, where are you going? Can I have a ride? "

"Why? I really want to follow me She looked me up and down, then took out a Zhuoma knife from the back seat and threatened me, "don't think I'm a girl, you feel easy to bully, I tell you, don't follow me!"

"No..." Looking at the sharp Zhuoma knife in her hand, I swallowed my mouth and stammered: "girl, I don't mean any harm. I just want to take a ride. As for what happened from last night to today, I can let bygones be bygones."

"You're not to blame? Did I forgive you? " She shook the droma knife in her hand.

I instinctively step back two steps, I am really afraid of her, the previous two times she did not have a good end, I am really afraid that she accidentally give me a knife, then I really can't go.

Seeing me back, she stepped on the gas and left.

I looked at her taillight and sighed and continued to wait by the side of the road

About a minute later, the red Jeep backed up and stopped in front of me, and she looked at me again.

Seeing her put down the Zhuoma knife in her hand, I went over again and said, "girl, do me a favor."

Chewing gum in her mouth, she asked me, "where are you going?"

"Lhasa."

"Do you have any cash on you?"

"Yes, not much. Only 500 yuan."

"That's enough. Get in the car." She's free and easy. She doesn't talk to me.

I smile, ready to open the door, but she stopped: "sit in front, the back door can not open."

The co driver's door couldn't be opened either. I pulled it twice and didn't respond. She yelled at me, "did you use some strength, didn't you eat?"

As she spoke, she raised her leg and kicked the co driver's door. The door opened, but I was almost knocked down by the door.

I don't know what kind of car she is. It's so hard to open the door.

I didn't find out until I got on the bus. It's really hard to say!

In particular, the interior feels like it has been used for more than ten years. It's not sure whether it can last till Lhasa.

I'm puzzled. It looks brand new. How can it look like a scrapped car? A girl drives such a car with manual transmission. I really don't understand.

But I don't have any qualifications to be choosy. After I get on the bus and fasten my seat belt, I am finally relieved.

"Girl, it was a misunderstanding last night. I wrote off everything at noon today. My name is Xiangnan."

Originally intended to get along with her and be kind, but she ignored me directly, which made me a little embarrassed.

However, at this time, I can see her face, she has no makeup, skin white and natural, the facial features can be said to be impeccable, is that kind of very special beauty.

If you compare her with song Qingyi, no, there is no comparison between them. They are totally different personalities.

I didn't want to be a stuffy oil bottle. I tried to talk to her, but she refused.

After driving about forty or fifty kilometers ahead, she passed a gas station, and then she said to me, "give me your money. I'll transfer it to you by wechat."

I realized that she wanted cash to refuel. But there was an ATM in Litang just now. Why didn't she withdraw money?

Of course, I didn't ask her these questions, and I obediently gave her 500 yuan. She said that she wanted to use wechat to scan it for me. I declined to say, "forget it, you will pay for driving me this way."

"Come on, don't be wordy!" She has always been so aggressive.

I was afraid that she would leave me in the wild mountains if something was wrong with her, so I had to take out my mobile phone obediently, open wechat, and then open the QR code for collection. She immediately transferred me 500 yuan.I found out her wechat name was Li Qing!

I asked her, "your name is Li Qing?"

She didn't answer me. She took the money and went to gas.

I suddenly feel that the name is familiar, Li Qing Isn't that the blind in the League of heroes?

After filling up the gas, she went back to the car and asked me, "can you drive?"

"Of course."

"Well, I'm not going to stay in a hotel on the way. Let's take turns. We should be in Lhasa tomorrow morning."

"I'm fine, but the point is we have to eat."

She looked back and said, "there's food in the back. You can take what you want."

"Yes, but..." I stopped, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "girl, do you trust me so much? Don't be afraid of me... "

She looked at the droma knife and said, "you know the consequences."

I didn't dare say anything more. She started the car and we continued on the road.

Her driving skills are nothing to say. It can be said that she is better than me. As for the car that is about to be scrapped, she left the UFO on the winding mountain road.

I hold the armrest of my head with both hands, for fear that one will fall into the abyss.

"Uncle, don't you? So don't you believe in my skills? " She glanced at me and said, "I tell you, sister, I'm a semi professional racing driver in Sichuan Province."

"Just blow it! I also said that I am a national professional racing driver I said with a glance.

"You don't believe it."

The accent I heard should be from Sichuan, so I asked her, "where are you from in Sichuan?"

"What do you care?"

"I find you a little bit of a bad tempered girl!"

"Yes, I have a bad temper. You can get off if you feel aggrieved! I won't stop you. "

I looked out of the window. I didn't know where it was. Besides, it was getting dark. It would be disastrous to be left in the wild mountains.

In order not to stimulate her, I just say good words: "girl, don't intervene! I'm not a bad guy. We've been so far away. It's boring not to talk, don't you? "

"Yes! Then tell me, what are you doing in Lhasa She looked at me again and said, "look at you like this, you should not go to travel?"

"What are you doing? You don't look like a tourist, do you? " I asked her the same way.

"I asked you first."

I was about to answer her when the ring rang. I took out my phone and it showed that the battery was low. But when I saw that it was from Song Qingyi, I still connected to the phone

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