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It was Mrs. Lin, who frightened him.

"Brother Tong, hurry up and get into that alley for me, hurry up." He ordered.

"Oh, good." He pulled it as he asked, he quickened his pace, and pulled the car into this long and narrow alley, but if they kept walking like this, they were going south, wouldn't they be getting closer to Xisi? Farther away?

Boss Shen cautiously peeked behind, but Mrs. Lin was still chasing after her. He couldn't reveal where he lived, otherwise he would have to come to the door to block him every day?

"Help me get rid of the car behind me, I can go anywhere, today I will give you a piece of ocean!" He went all out.

As soon as Tong Fulai heard a piece of ocean, he immediately regained his energy. He gritted his teeth and started to run with the wind on his feet. Going forward is outside Yongding Gate.

Shen Yuezhi couldn't sit still, so he quickly grabbed the handrail, but he thought it was fun, and sighed cheerfully: "You run so fast!" He planned to hire this coachman for a long time, and with this strength, even Even if there are a few more little widows, he can escape in time.

The coachman ran forward while wiping his sweat, and gradually shook off the rickshaw behind him, but the two of them crossed the Yongding River and came to the boundary outside the city.

When Boss Shen heard that he was starting to gasp, he hurriedly said: "Let's find a place to rest for a while... I'll treat you to dinner, and you can take me back to Xisi later, right here?" He pointed to the side of the road In a small restaurant, Tong Fulai was asked to stop the car, tidy up his clothes a bit, got out of the car, walked into the restaurant, and sat down in a seat in the back.

After a while, Tong Fulai walked into the restaurant while wiping his sweat with a towel, and sat opposite him.

"Come, drink tea." Seeing that the other party was sweating profusely, Boss Shen poured a cup of scented tea for the driver.

"Thank you!" Although he was curious as to why this woman hid from that woman, he knew that this question should not be asked casually, so he took a few sips of hot tea from the teacup and immediately felt relieved.

But Shen Yuezhi confided the matter by himself: "The one who followed me just now is a widow, and she is determined to get along with me. I just had dinner with her, so what?"

Only then did Fulai nod foolishly: "Oh, why did she chase you?"

Boss Shen dragged his chin quite proudly and said: "You don't understand this, it's a common thing in our business, so I try not to show my face now, and get involved in this kind of thing You're in trouble!" After he finished speaking, he ordered the food, and then turned his gaze to the driver's face.

Tong Fulai saw him staring at him with his chin resting on his hands, so he turned his face away in embarrassment.

"Hehe, you are a little dark, but you are quite handsome." Shen Yuezhi squinted his eyes and said, originally he only had a cold for the thin-skinned and tender-fleshed pear orchard niche, but this young coachman has a special style. The endurance of physical labor is good, so he became a little curious.

The coachman put down his tea bowl and said sullenly, "Boss Shen, don't you just like to make fun of us vulgar people?"

He curled his lips and waved his hands: "I'm telling the truth, really, has no one praised you for being handsome?"

Fulai shook his head, he and his mother were the only ones in the house, and they didn't walk around with other relatives, so who would be free to say these things?

"It's a pity, if you met me a few years ago, I'll teach you opera, how old are you?" Shen Yuezhi suddenly became interested in talking to him, and the chatterbox immediately opened up.

He replied, "Twenty."

"Oh, not so old, do you have a wife?" Boss Shen smiled slyly.

Talking about the daughter-in-law, Tong Fulai felt a little melancholy. He scratched his head and replied, "I haven't saved enough money to marry a daughter-in-law."

"Hehe, as long as you pull the cart well for me, you can save more money. You don't have to work too hard. Come and have a drink with me." After he finished speaking, he took the wine brought by the waiter and poured it for Tong Fulai .

"I'll be pulling the cart later, so I'll just have a drink." After he finished speaking, he drank the wine in a few sips, then raised his head slightly, just in time to meet Boss Shen's gaze, and he lowered his head blushing a little.

Shen Yuezhi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, picked up the wine glass, drank it up like drinking water, and then said with a smile: "Your name is Tong..."

"Tong Fulai." He replied stiffly, still not daring to raise his head, his ears turned red.

"Oh, remember, come and wait at my door at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon, don't be late, or there will be no next time." He still thinks this name is very tacky.

The coachman nodded earnestly, but he still didn't dare to look at that handsome face. He was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to pull it out. He had once watched Shen Yuezhi's "Spring and Autumn Match" in the theater before, and put that lovely and pitiful Jiang Qiulian The performance was vivid and lifelike, and the men and women in the audience were so fascinated that even he couldn't find him.

At least Boss Shen on the stage is his ideal example of a "daughter-in-law". Which man would not want to have such a charming and charming wife who can sing and dance?

While Tong Fulai was thinking wildly, Boss Shen on the opposite side squinted his eyes and made a bad idea. Maybe tonight he not only got a driver with good feet, but also hooked up with a "sister" who was forbidden to make troubles. Looking forward, the boring days seem to have a little freshness!

Wine putty teases the silly driver

Shen Yuezhi has a bad habit, that is, he likes to drink and gossip, so he usually doesn't drink and eat with others, and he seldom socializes.

Today, he seized the opportunity and made a fuss all the way. From the beginning to the end, he was sitting on a rickshaw, and Tong Fulai was the one pulling the cart.

Boss Shen, leaning on the car, sang excerpts from "Li Huiniang" in a manly manner:

wronged... wronged...

I hate Jia Sidao for killing me with just one word.Wronged...

It's a pity that things are not fair in the world,

Lonely and resentful ghosts are increasing day by day,

Who will pity you if you die in vain with hatred?

It is difficult to avenge wronged wrongs and kill grievances,

A mirror judge is also.

His weeping vocals echoed in the alley late at night, although it sounded poignant, it was a bit creepy.

"Hehe... Can I sing well?" He asked triumphantly, he thought it was quite interesting that the silly coachman looked shy at the dinner table just now.

"Boss Shen is a master of dance and martial arts, and he is the only one in Liyuan. Naturally, you can sing well." The coachman wiped his sweat and replied, and he passed the front door before he saw it. After a while, they would be able to return to Xisi Daguai stick alley. up.

The person in the car shook his head and said, "Every fancier likes to listen to my dan roles, but I only like martial arts students. I learn dan roles purely to please our old lady."

"Oh, I heard that your mother is also from a family in the Liyuan family." He had heard someone mention it before, saying that Shen Yuezhi's mother was also a famous actress in the capital, as soon as she appeared on the stage, the men in the audience began to applaud Yes, she is a famous stunner.

"That's right... Fulai, what do you like to do tomorrow when you have nothing to do?" He asked curiously. It's no wonder that men are all about those things, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

"Learn boxing, practice boxing, or help my mother with some housework." He answered truthfully.

Boss Shen frowned: "You lied to me...you don't like visiting brothels and drinking flower wine?"

The coachman smiled honestly: "That's what rich people do. I'm too poor to even marry a wife. Where can I have spare money to throw in a kiln? Drinking, just a couple of drinks every now and then during festivals."

"Your life is really boring. You have to be happy and happy when you are alive. Look at me, I can do whatever I want, how nourishing!" He is very satisfied with his current life, and everyone in the troupe praises him When he gets up, he can carry the bird cage and live a life of sleeping until the sun is three poles before getting up. Of course, if there are one or two more lovely "mistresses" (whether male or female), it will be more joyful to share the clouds and rain with the willow branches on the moon. up.

"Although my life is hard, I am also very happy. Maybe I am a contented person?" As long as he saves enough money to marry a wife, he will be relieved of his heart problems. As long as his mother holds a grandson, his life will be complete up.

"It seems that this topic is not suitable for us to talk about." He couldn't understand the world of a coachman anyway. He looked up and saw a familiar scene. The two turned into a long alley, and immediately It's time to get home.

Tong Fulai parked the car in front of a three-story courtyard. A pair of almost brand-new stone lions squatted at the gate of the courtyard. The paint on the gate was also fresh vermilion, which looked very impressive.

"Help me down." Boss Shen said with a bit of drunkenness, but of course he wasn't so drunk that he couldn't stand still.

The coachman came to him, and politely extended his hand to help him down. The smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of cologne blew to his nostrils with the night wind, making him excited.

Shen Yuezhi stepped down with one foot, deliberately leaned forward, grabbed the coachman's arm, and pulled the man into his arms completely.

He hugged Fulai's shoulders and said with a smile, "You smell really good...what do you use to take a bath?"

At first the coachman didn't feel particularly embarrassed, so he honestly replied: "It was washed with soap." But when Shen Yuezhi's hand slipped from his shoulder to his waist, he began to blush, and the other party licked his chin. Almost resting on his shoulder, he kept blowing air behind his ear.

"Let me smell it again... it smells like sweat, but it smells good, like milk candy!" He leaned closer and sniffed carefully, and there was a milky fragrance, and he rubbed it hard along the neckline of the cotton-padded jacket Jumping upwards, the fragrance will seduce people's desire.