District 9

In the courtyard of Sishui Community in Xinyuan District.

The three cars came to a slow stop. Mianmian got out of the car first with her bag, while Ma Laoer sat in the car and said to Baojun: "Take the big guys, go back to the city and have something to eat. I'll call you tomorrow morning." Phone, you pick me up again.”

"I asked them to go back, and I will be here at night." Baojun said with a smile.

"No need." Ma Laoer waved his hand: "It's such a cold day, what are you doing squatting here? Go ahead, everyone go back, eat something and rest early."

"My uncle has told me to keep someone by your side."

"I'm going to create human beings, so who else will be left by my side?" Ma Laoer replied with a smile: "You'll have to suffer a lot if you squat for one night, so go back quickly."

"Haha, okay, don't worry about it, I'll arrange it for them." Baojun smiled.

"Be obedient and leave quickly." Ma Laoer ordered, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Let's go." Baojun greeted the driver.

Tens of seconds later, the three cars left. Ma Laoer held Mianmian's hand and walked towards the unit building near the back.

Every time Ma Laoer came over, the brothers would only deliver him to the gate of the community. Because Xinyuan District is just a healthy area, many facilities in the community have not yet been completed, and it is difficult to get around by car. Therefore, Baojun and the others do not know which building or floor Ma Laoer and Mianmian live in. of.

After the two returned to Mianmian's residence, Ma Laoer went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash his dick.

"Husband, are you free next week?" Mianmian asked.

"What's wrong?" Ma Laoer walked out wiping his hair.

"My dad asked you to sit at home." Mianmian said softly while sitting by the dressing table, taking off her makeup.

Ma Laoer was startled: "Why are you going home in such a good way?"

"Isn't it right to come and sit at my house?" Mianmian turned around and asked Ma Laoer with her big eyes blinking.

"Haha." Ma Laoer smiled, sat down on the bed and said, "Okay, I'll take a look next week. If nothing happens, I'll go to your house and have a look."

"You say that every time, and you're in trouble every time."

"...I really have something to do." Ma Laoer fell on the bed, stretched out his hand to touch Mianmian's waist and said, "Time is tight and the task is heavy. Let's do it first..."

"I don't understand. Why are you so afraid of meeting my family? Do you want to marry me?" Mianmian asked emotionally.

Ma Laoer frowned: "Isn't it good now?"

"Brother, you can afford it, but I can't." Mianmian said with wide eyes: "I am already twenty-six years old, and my family has been urging me to get married. If you don't want to get married, just say so... !”

It's not that Ma Laoer doesn't like Mianmian, nor does he want to be responsible, it's just that he's a little afraid of marriage for no reason. Perhaps his experience was too dark and he had seen too many tragedies in which families were destroyed, or perhaps he didn't know if he would have a good death. In short, he was subconsciously sensitive to this matter.

"We have been together for such a long time, and apart from you coming to my place every now and then to sleep, our lives have almost no intersection. Your circle of friends, your family, your work environment... I don't know anything about it. , you didn’t bring me in contact..." Mianmian lowered her head and said with red eyes: "People in the work said that they had never seen you picking me up during the day, saying that I was... your adopted mistress, and saying that I didn’t want it. Face...just to sleep with you at night and earn some money."

As he spoke, tears began to fall down.

Ma Laoer couldn't stand this, so he immediately reached out and grabbed her arm and said, "Oh, stop crying, okay, okay... I'll go home with you next week."

"Don't act like I'm forcing you. It's not like I can't get married."

"Be obedient, be good, and don't be emotional." Ma Laoer scratched his nose: "I'll go to your house with you next week to see if your dad really likes me... Then can we consider getting married?"

"He's just cool enough to like you." Mianmian was very coaxing, and her mood immediately changed when she heard Ma Laoer say she was going home.

"Hey, wife, please help me find out why I have a boil on my dick these days?"

"Hate!"

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On the street next to the community, three cars were parked neatly on the roadside. The dozen brothers who had just sent Ma Laoer over were now sitting in a restaurant chatting.

In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, after Baojun took the bill and paid it, he asked the waiter for the bill and whispered: "We are all very hungry. Please hurry up and hurry up."

"well."

"Hurry up and bring the wine." Baojun reminded him, then took his bag and went up to the second floor.

In the room, more than a dozen people were bragging and chatting. After Baojun walked in, he reached out and patted the young man near the door: "Eryu, let's stop eating for a while and take some takeout back to the community."

Everyone was startled.

"What are you going back for?" Eryu asked in a daze: "Did the second brother call you?"

"No, my uncle specifically told me before that there must be someone around the second brother." Baojun replied with a smile: "Let's go back, haha, don't let the higher-ups find fault."

"I realize that you really want to be in the top position." Eryu teased helplessly: "Then the second brother asked us to come back, what are you doing there? He is sleeping there, what do you have to do with squatting downstairs? What’s the meaning?”

"Isn't this what we do? Otherwise, if my uncle finds out, I won't do anything wrong with you." Baojun persuaded without being angry at all: "It's just for one night. I'll change my shift tomorrow. Just hold on." Bar!"

Although Baojun came later, Liu Zishu took good care of and valued him, so when he spoke, people in the house did not listen.

"Oh, I really admire you." Eryu sighed: "Okay, let's go and you can eat."

"I've finished all the shopping, and the wine is ready. Let's go back and rest after dinner." Baojun greeted everyone, turned around, and led Eryu and six or seven others downstairs.

Along the way, Eryu was holding the takeout in his arms and was in a very low mood. He always felt that Baojun was a little too strict.

Inside the apartment.

Ma Laoer "finished his work" and went to bed. The diligent Mianmian saw that his clothes were a little dirty, so after taking a shower, he took his clothes to the laundry room.

"Squeak...!"

At this moment, there was a noise outside the door.

Mianmian was startled for a moment, feeling like someone was opening the door, and then shouted: "Who is it? Is there anyone there?"

After shouting, there was no movement outside the door.

Less than thirty seconds later, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and the washing machine that was running also lost power.

Mianmian was startled for a moment, and vaguely heard the creaking sound coming from outside the door again.

On the bed, Ma Laoer was sleeping soundly; in the courtyard, Baojun's car slowly stopped at the entrance of the community.

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Five chapters have been updated today, two chapters have been paid, and three chapters are still due. But tomorrow is Monday again. Although there is no leader update this week, we have to add two extra chapters. In and out, it means that there is no update today. Damn it...

Okay, let’s lay the groundwork and let’s break out and push the first high C of the new volume tomorrow.