Against the current Hengdao

Downstairs, Yan Xiaodao straightened the collar of his suit and opened the door. Outside the door was a beautiful figure in an ultra-short kimono with two snow-white thighs exposed.Look at the attire, this is the member of the Mount Fuji song and dance troupe brought on board by the Watanabe family.The fact that the boss is inhaling oxygen cylinders on the hospital bed does not prevent these people from making money by walking around the streets.

The girl was wearing kabuki makeup, paler than Peking opera Cao Cao's face, and she couldn't tell what her original face looked like. She bowed at ninety degrees delicately to Mr. Yan, followed by a string of gentle and soft Nissan greetings.

Yan Xiaodaozhen couldn't understand a word, so he gestured coldly: Please turn right and leave, follow the house number and knock on the boss's door next door.

Of course the dancer didn't leave, she twisted her waist and thighs, gesticulating while talking: Boss Yan lit my clock.At the same time, shyly and timidly, she lifted up her short skirt, revealing the name tag on her private part, "Hushita is so beautiful".

Yan Xiaodao understood the body language, but dismissed the other party's kindness: "I didn't light your clock."

Miss Zhenyou hurriedly took out her business card again, it was a colorful Kabuki name card with sexy photos and a brief introduction of martial arts skills on the bed.

The card looked familiar, Yan Xiaodao subconsciously fumbled in his suit pocket, and took out the two "playing cards" that Jian Mingjue forced him on the boat before.Of the cards he got at that time, there was indeed one that was really beautiful!

Toshita Zhenyou came to the appointment.

Yan Xiaodao leaned on the door frame with his elbows, smiling gracefully but with an obvious indifference: "I changed my mind, I don't need to serve you anymore, please come back, ma'am."

She couldn't help but say that she was so beautiful, she stepped in with one step, and closed the door behind her backhand.

"Mr. Yan, can I come in to accompany you...I only stay for an hour."

Toshita Zhenyou glanced at the charming and seductive provocative mode outside the door just now, as if she had flipped the expression switch, her brows were full of worry and pleading for help, and she begged Yan Xiaodao with winks.

Yan Xiaodao understood from this sentence that it was speaking standard northern Mandarin, which didn't even have the unique accent that foreigners imitate Chinese.

"You are Chinese." Yan Xiaodao looked into the other's eyes.

There was a bit of shame under the really beautiful and pale makeup, and she acquiesced with lowered eyes.

Yan Xiaodao would not ask a girl face to face, "You are young, beautiful, have hands and feet, what are you doing? You are doing that to the Nissan devils"!The expression of indifference and refusal was portrayed on his face, but he never let the girl be humiliated.He pointed to a single-seater sofa in the living room: "Sit down."

In the living room of the luxury suite, there is a dancer in full makeup, but the two of them are sitting seven or eight meters apart, sitting on two sofas that are not side by side. The scene is quite ridiculous.It is considered the only one on the "Cloud Account" where male thieves and female prostitutes are popular, which makes Ms. Zhenyou a little embarrassed that she has never served a guest like Mr. Yan.

Yan Xiaodao seemed to have the words "frigidity" written on his face.

There was also a disabled person lying upstairs, and Ling He probably could hear them talking, and it didn't hurt to hear them.

"I, when I was young, my mother took me to the island country with my stepfather, so..." Zhen Youyou explained in a low voice, and did not intend to excuse her depraved life.

Yan Xiaodao nodded to express his understanding: "Are you in trouble?"

Zhenyou shook her head quickly, and kept stroking the kimono belt with her fingers: "It's nothing troublesome, I won't bother Mr. Yan."

After a few minutes of embarrassment in the cold, Zhenyou regained her composure and raised her voice slightly and asked softly, "Can I pour myself a glass of Napoleon?"

Yan Xiaodao signaled with his eyes, the girl is free.

Zhenyou quickly went to the bar and poured half a glass of foreign wine, but she didn't drink it, and walked up to Yan Xiaodao from behind, holding the wine lightly and taking small steps.The girl was wearing clogs, and to Yan Xiaodao's hearing experience, the sound of walking was as loud as a drum, without any sense of concealment.

Yan Xiaodao was originally sitting with his right leg across his left knee, with a big knife and a golden horse, very aura, women usually dare not approach him casually to tease him.He subconsciously put his legs down and looked back, really beautiful and sat on his lap, looking straight at him!

Yan Xiaodao put an elbow across to put the distance between him and the girl.

This trick is simply too bad, the ladies in the entertainment arena, are the jobs so bad?

While Zhenyou hugged him, she put her face close to hers and whispered quickly in a trembling voice: "Mr. Yan, is it convenient to talk here? I have something to tell you."

The girl's eyes were cautious and slightly panicked, her chest heaved due to tension, and she was also afraid of being eavesdropped.Her makeup was dyed with a delicate cherry blossom in the center of her eyebrows, and her expression became more beautiful and moving as she frowned.Yan Xiaodao tried to peel off the fake makeup on Zhen Youyou's face with a knife-like gaze, which made the girl even more at a loss, she didn't dare to move when she sat on her lap, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Yan Xiaodao is neither panic nor busy, he has seen many big scenes, and he will not be fooled away by a woman with a few words.Is Zhenyoumei a spy sent by Jian Mingjue, or Watanabe Yangshan's internal response?

At this moment, there was a "bang" on the floor upstairs, like a glass falling on the ground, but fortunately it didn't break, and it just ran out to scare people.

Zhenyou jumped on Yan Xiaodao's knee, thinking that her boss had discovered her, and stared at Mr. Yan with her round apricot core.

"It's okay." Yan Xiaodao was a little helpless, and complained to the uneasy Ling He, what kind of cup did you throw!He stood up and picked up the Zhenyou who wrapped around him together.The strength of a man is completely overwhelming compared to that of a woman. Yan Xiaodao, under the gaze of Zhenyou's surprised and flustered expression, directly set up the girl and moved quickly, almost letting Zhenyou drag her all the way to the corner of the living room without occupying the floor. , passed by the bathroom but didn't go in, but took a slanted sword and entered the cloakroom that could only accommodate two people.

This kind of cloakroom near the living room is for tenants to hang coats and place shoes when they enter the door.

Narrow, dim, cramped, smelling of dust, but very safe, no one has installed bugs here, Yan Xiaodao calmly faced the girl's eyes in the dark: "Speak."

Really beautiful and stable, at this moment, the eyes looking at Yan Xiaodao's handsome face have been covered with a layer of full trust and appreciation.A ray of light pushed a small hand away from the crack of the cloakroom door, faintly staining the atmosphere.

Zhenyou said: "Mr. Yan, someone may harm you.

"I came on board a few hours ago, ahead of most of the guests, to prepare for the night's performance, and I was in the dressing room at the back of the theater...the door to the dressing room may be broken, through the screen, but in the conference room No one noticed me, so I overheard... Mr. Watanabe and another man from behind."

Yan Xiaodao interrupted the other party: "The old man is also on the boat?"

Zhenyou nods with certainty: "Of course, my boss, I mean, Mr. Watanabe, he has already boarded the ship. He had a heart attack, and he was carrying an oxygen supplementary ventilator and a pacemaker. The wheelchair came on the boat, and it looks like it's going to die."

Yan Xiaodao directly stated the key point: "Who is the other man?"

Zhenyou shook her head this time: "How dare I show up in hiding? If someone finds out, I won't be able to live now. I can't see it, and I can't hear it. I'm not sure if it's a familiar face on the boat. They mentioned you , Said to do it tonight or tomorrow night, said that you could not be let off the boat and went back, together with the Mr. Ling who was with you, said to "cut the grass and roots" and "never stay"...

"My boss probably took the other party's money and promises, and that man may have brought a lot of money to buy the boss.

"I think, Mr. Yan, you should run or hide."

"Where to hide? Shall I jump into the sea?" Yan Xiaodao smiled faintly, not caring.

Yan Xiaodao looked at the girl, and suddenly asked: "Is that man Jian Mingjue?"

"Mr. Jian?" Zhenyouyou revealed an expression of disgust that couldn't be concealed, "He doesn't speak in such a sinister and scary tone, it must not be him."

Yan Xiaodao: "Mr. You from the suite next door?"

Really beautiful and at a loss: "I'm not familiar with that Mr. You, he hasn't struck my clock, I can't tell..."

"Thank you." Yan Xiaodao closed his eyes slightly, "How dare you come and say these words?"

Zhenyouyou showed a bit of embarrassment: "When I was on the island, Mrs. Jane told me that if you draw my card, let me come and serve you for an hour, and you must pay for you in advance. If he doesn't let me come , I dare not come here."

Yan Xiaodao could understand that Jian's second child was really humorous, he must have sent this "playing card" to visit Linghe, and he was still thinking about getting his hands on Young Master Ling.Miss Zhenyoumei had other thoughts and couldn't help but came to inform her.If Watanabe knew about this cheating behavior, he would probably be put into the old guy's unique and secret iron cage and thrown into the sea.

Zhenyou sat back on the sofa, and Yan Xiaodao offered to pour her a glass of foreign wine to calm her down.Zhenyou just hugged half a bottle of champagne and drank it, her eyes were moist and red.

Yan Xiaodao put the clock on the alarm: "Stay in this room for two hours before leaving."

Zhenyou leaned on the sofa with her legs curled up, holding the wine bottle and looking at him.

Yan Xiaodao made a nasty joke: "We can't let Jane always feel that my time is too short, two hours is faster than usual!"

Zhenyou covered her mouth and smiled shyly, with the color of cherry blossoms on her face, which was also very touching.

At this moment, there was another movement from the upper floor, a series of "噗嘿吱吱吱" as if life and death could no longer be restrained laughter penetrated through the layers of bedding, getting louder and louder, circling from upstairs. Circling down the stair railing, the penetrating power smashed into Yan Xiaodao's eardrums, and he laughed endlessly, heartily and unrestrainedly, full of teasing and sarcasm!

This time it was Mr. Yan's turn to turn around in embarrassment, thinking how could such an annoying guy be everywhere? !In fact, he really understands and sympathizes with how the old scumbag Watanabe was so enraged by Ling He that he had a heart attack.

The golden sunset glow burns in the sky, and the dying sun burns the last embers, melting and swallowing into the horizon. The grandest carnival on the "Cloud" is about to be staged on the last crazy night on the way back, against the brilliant afterglow of the sky.

Zhenyou mentioned tonight or tomorrow night, but Yan Xiaodao knew it well, and tomorrow will sail into the border of territorial waters. Tonight is the best chance for those people, if anyone wants to do something.

The corridor outside the door has been walking and making noise. Many guests come out with their companions and walk to restaurants, bars, theaters, jacuzzi from different directions... The lively nightlife has begun again.

The alarm clock rang, and Miss Zhenyou even showed obvious reluctance before leaving.

When Zhenyou passed the entrance, Yan Xiaodao reached out to stop her, messed up her delicate Japanese-style disheveled hair, twisted a hairpin, and tore open the neckline a little.

Yan Xiaodao leaned against the wall of the entrance, wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, bit down on the back of Zhenyou's exposed neck unceremoniously, his lips and teeth skillfully rubbed the kiss mark, leaving a tooth mark.

Then he let go of the person and signaled with his eyes that he could go.

"Take care, Mr. Yan." The girl's eyes were red, she approached him silently, and kissed Yan Xiaodao's side devoutly, not daring to have too much extravagance, and quickly left in small steps.She noticed Boss Yan on the boat before she went to the island, so she naturally had a good impression of this man.However, some men are born with the temperament of a prodigal son, who can always blow people's hearts like the wind from the end of the world, but they are unrealistic and impossible to grasp. This is not something any woman can grasp. a heart.

Immediately after, someone knocked on the door again, this time there was no fuss, the waiter handed out official invitation cards stamped with gold lettering to the guests in each room, inviting the guests to go to the Moulin Rouge Theater downstairs to watch the Kabuki performance together, this is the carnival tonight the main event.

What Yan Xiaodao received was an invitation for Liang Youhui, and the theater tickets that came with the duplex suite were exclusive seats in the theater box.The ticket for his own small cabin should only be able to sit in the ordinary auditorium.

Liang Youhui's call came quickly.

Liang Youhui said desolately: "Xiaodao, what's the matter, you took my room and my box too."

Yan Xiaodao said happily: "I won't go to the theater, you take the ticket."

Liang Youhui was not reconciled when he heard it: "Xiaodao, let's go, we must go! The 'Songzhuting Yanwu' on this ship is famous throughout the Southeast Asian routes. You must have never seen it before, I will take it with you." You see the world, you won't regret it... let's sit together?"

Yan Xiaodao was thinking about how to prevaricate this person, but Liang Youhui said, "You still don't want me to sit in a box with your lover? Do you dislike me so much? Let me introduce you!"

Yan Xiaodao said: "I'm not interested, I don't like watching theater!"

Yan Xiaodao is not old, but he has a wealth of experience. Over the years, he has seen a lot of scenes of life, such as various lively dramas, absurd dramas, bitter dramas, and casual dramas. He neither likes acting nor bothers to watch it now. Others play in front of him.

Yan Xiaodao went upstairs, and found that Ling He had already propped up his upper body, which was different from the state he was teasing and teasing him just now.The man just leaned against the head of the bed quietly and silently, with his back straight, his eyes looking out of the window solemnly, letting the purple glow paint his handsome face.

Yan Xiaodao walked over slowly, Ling He turned his head, and said with a sweet mouth: "You go to watch the drama, 'Songzhu Tingyan Dance' is indeed famous, it would be a pity not to join in the fun, Mr. Yan."

Yan Xiaodao said: "I must stay by your side tonight, and I will enter the country after tonight."

Ling Hehun sneered nonchalantly: "What's the matter? You go out to play with you, and let those old guys come here."

Yan Xiaodao retorted: "I'm going out to have a good time, can you stay in this room alone?"

"Is there anything I can't do?" Ling He's face suddenly sank, his handsome facial features became cold and sharp as if suddenly frozen in snow, he stared at Yan Xiaodao, and the thorns all over his body were pierced invisible up.

"Isn't it just that I have limited mobility, Mr. Yan? If you walk out of this door tonight, will I be hacked to death? It must be. If you don't protect me, if you don't come back at night, I will step on the door tomorrow morning." I can't go to the land of the celestial dynasty.

"In the dead of night, when the people outside the door indulge in joyous sounds, and the moment when fireworks rise from the sea, I will be hacked to death on this bed. I will not be able to move a step until I die, and I will be chopped into pieces...

"When you come back, all you will see are my hands, my feet, and my head, and maybe even the broken roots and trivial parts connected to the torso. There are fragments and fuzzy flesh and blood hanging everywhere. Heh, At that time, Mr. Yan, please help me sew all the parts back together, make the sewing more beautiful, and it will not be in vain for you and me to meet today."

Yan Xiaodao listened to the man's words in silence, and the emotion in his chest forced him to step forward to the bed in a few steps, pressing half of the man's body.

Ling He quickly turned his face away, proudly raised his chin and looked at the exhausted blood outside the window, as if he was tearing up with the sky, fighting for the last ray of sunlight, never bowing his head.

Around the light green eyeballs, a circle of dark red was exposed.

Yan Xiaodao stood in front of Ling He, squeezed Ling He's chin to force the man to turn his face, and said with sincere emotion: "Mr. Ling, if you are torn into pieces, I will sew your mouth shut first."

Ling He rolled his eyes arrogantly: "Boss Yan is absurd."

Yan Xiaodao: "..."

At that time, Yan Xiaodao thought to himself, Ling He must be so strong, so cold, and so duplicity.

Ling He, what do you want to say?

Don't you just want to tell me: don't leave at night, stay with me, I can't do it alone.

And use you to waste such a big piece of perverse and sharp tongue.

……

Yan Xiaodao's heart was gouged out fiercely, and the strong, life-and-death sense of dependence unintentionally burst out from the other party poked his weakness. He has been hidden behind a row of blades under his suit all year round, and no one has touched it. weakness.

All men have this Achilles' heel, when they are trusted and strongly relied on, the desire to protect arises spontaneously, and at that moment they feel that it is worthwhile to take risks for the people in front of them.Yes, on this "Cloud", he is the only person Ling He can rely on.He is here, Linghe is here, this person's life is actually hanging on him, and he cannot be separated from him.

However, Mr. Ling, who is stubborn by nature, won't back down even a single step, and won't even say a soft word of flattery and begging. .

Beneath the grandeur is a turbulent fate, and above the fate there is still a body of arrogance.

Like a stone falling into a pool, the ripples tremble slightly, leaving a faint aftertaste.The aftertaste of that layer was very shallow at the time, and quickly disappeared on the water surface, but it had a long aftertaste, buried deep in the green water, and it took a long time before Yan Xiaodao tasted the tempting taste.