Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

"Baby, your father said he would find you a little partner to take care of you, what do you think...how about it?"

At the breakfast table on Saturday, Dad said while eating an egg yolk.

I was stunned, and wiped my mouth with a tissue: "Dad, what do you mean...why do you need a little partner to take care of me? There are you and my aunt at home, and I can take care of myself."

"Thinking too much, you can't take care of yourself, you are a self-care cripple, don't you know?"

Father turned out from the kitchen, holding a plate in his hand, and put it on the table. It was a plate of thin-skinned dumplings neatly stacked.

The company is busy this year, and he usually leaves very early. I didn't expect him to be at home. I met him unexpectedly and was scolded by him. I immediately became nervous: "I, I... don't need it."

My father glanced at me and said coldly: "I can't even say a word, don't you need anything? This is my decision, just to inform you, people will come to our house in two days..."

Dad coughed and frowned: "Tell the baby well."

The father snorted through his nose, and sat down next to his father at the dining table: "What's the difference between saying good and bad? Tell him well, do you think he agrees? It's just that life is too good to be spoiled, I don't know The world is suffering, the young master is getting angry every day, and I don't even have a friend around me..."

There was a sudden sound under the table, and my father frowned, covered his face with one hand and remained silent.

"Baby, think about it." Dad pursed the corners of his lips and smiled softly, "He is a boy with good conduct, but the conditions at home are not very good. We were going to work that day, and on the way we saw him throw a little boy who was injured by a fall. The girl was sent to the hospital with a kind heart, he needed a work-study job, and he happened to be from your school, so we wanted to take him to live at home, so we could take care of you after school, go to and from school together, and have a companion."

boy?

I do not want it.

I put down the fork in my hand, the thought of not wanting to quarrel just flashed through my mouth, and my mouth was already talking disobediently: "I have hands and feet, and I don't want others to take care of them. If you think it's too troublesome to take care of me, you don't have to worry about me." , in Western countries, full-fledged teenagers can be independent..."

"Crack!" Father slapped the dining table with a gloomy face, "What are you talking about? Discuss things with you carefully, and you want to say something so extreme and harsh?"

I trembled in fright, felt bored for a while, couldn't stay any longer, and got up: "Father, Dad, eat slowly, I asked my classmates to play together...I'm leaving."

Father exhaled a breath from his nose, his broad and strong shoulders slumped slightly, he stopped talking, and threw the fork into the plate with a loud clatter.

Dad looked at his father and then at me, looking a little tired.

I was about to go out with my schoolbag on my back, when my aunt came in after buying some vegetables, she asked with concern, "Master, are you quarreling again?"

"Goodbye, Auntie." I pushed the door open and heard my father get up, "Auntie Niu, how many times have I told you not to call him Master Yuanbao? It makes us look like a landlord family in a feudal society. You can call him Baobao, or Huai Huai will do."

The villa area where our family lives is the largest villa area in Fancheng. The intervals between each villa are very wide, leaving enough lawns and gardens. We usually drive when we go out, and few people walk except for walking. .

After walking for a while on the trail next to the shaded driveway, the sound of wheels rolling over at an even speed sounded in the quiet driveway.

"Baby, get in the car, Dad will take you there."

A low-key black Audi stopped beside me, the driver's window was open, my father held the steering wheel with one hand, and ticked me with the other, "By the way, buy you and your classmate two cups of milk tea?"

When I was alone with my dad, I felt a lot more relaxed, and I didn't make any troubles. I just opened the rear door and got in.

"Dad, I'm sorry... I can't talk." I was a little annoyed at what I said just now, especially to my dad. He never said a harsh word to me since I was a child. He also went in together, "I don't mean to separate from you."

Dad smiled: "What's the matter, when I was young, I couldn't speak, and I was often beaten by your father..."

I:"!!!"

"He...he hit you?!" I was surprised and angry, "I felt that he was fierce since I was a child, but I thought he was very kind to you. Usually... usually he speaks to you very gently, but he actually Hit you? Why did he hit you when you are so nice? This is domestic violence! Where did Dad hit you? Don’t be afraid of him, he is old, let’s go to the police together, we can go Find the police, the police will definitely beat him."

"Baby." Dad frowned and interrupted me with a troubled expression on his face, "First of all, I... I'm just three years younger than him, huh?"

Dad usually pays attention to appearance, not to mention age, some people even think he is my brother, I immediately changed my words: "Only he is old, Dad, you look very young, you look... like his son .”

Dad: "..."

"He is... fierce to his son." Dad spit out, "I'll be his wife, baby, don't be so nervous, the last time he hit me was more than ten years ago, of course, if you don't count him Hitting when bad things happen...well...you know I met him in high school, it's normal for boys to fight back and forth, I was younger than you now, and I was so stupid If your father didn’t care about me at that time, I don’t know where to move bricks and dig coal.” It turned out that I misunderstood, and even though my father was fierce and looked bad, but in In the family, the father is usually afraid of my father. Anyway, when I made a mistake when I was a child, I would be beaten. I hid behind my father's back, and my father didn't dare to touch me.

He was afraid that he would accidentally hurt his father when he started, and then things would become very complicated. His father looked gentle, but it was very difficult to lose his temper, and he also liked to run away from home.

"But Dad, why did you say," I was a little puzzled, "he is... more aggressive towards his son? Do you have other sons?"

Dad smiled: "Hahahaha no no, it's your dad and me, who used to be his son for a while."

I:"???"

Dad stopped slowly in front of the red light, glanced at my expression in the rearview mirror, showed his white teeth, and smiled awkwardly: "It means that he always controls me strictly, but it's because I He's too young, he actually came here to take care of me, anyway, Lao Lu is a good man, baby, tell Dad, why on earth, it seems... I hate him so much during this time?"

"I didn't..." I ducked behind him, avoiding his gaze from the rearview mirror.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't want to say it. Boys have their own little secrets. Whenever you want to tell Dad, you can tell me at any time...Baby, you wait for me in the car."

The car stopped at a parking space on the side of the road, and my dad got out of the car. There happened to be a milk tea shop that I like on the side of the road.

Our father and son have similar tastes, so many times when he buys food for me, he doesn’t ask me about the taste, but buys according to his own taste. Sometimes it’s a small surprise to buy something I haven’t eaten before.

"Bring a cup to the classmate." After a while, he came back with a paper bag, handed me the milk tea, and put on the seat belt again.

"Dad, a lot of girls took pictures of you just now." There were three cups in total, and I randomly opened a cup of milk tea and handed it to him.

He took a sip, put down the milk tea and held the steering wheel and started on the road again. His beautiful eyes were smiling: "Little girl, I have never seen a handsome uncle. Hey, baby, where did you meet your classmate?"

"... Xinhua Bookstore, the Xinhua Bookstore we made an appointment with."

The Xinhua Bookstore is about three bus stops away from the Jinbi Club where Mu Chen works. I can take a bus at the Xinhua Bookstore.

Dad glanced at me in the rearview mirror, smiled and nodded.

After getting out of the car, I pretended to read the books on the shelf inside the glass wall on the first floor of Xinhua Bookstore. I saw the black Audi leaving, so I came out of the bookstore and hailed a taxi to go to Jinbi.

"Hi handsome guy, are you alone? Do you push your back or take a bath? Is there a familiar technician?" The welcoming lady let me in with a smile on her eyes.

"Alone, push back," because I've been here once, I'm not nervous, just a little afraid of meeting people I know, I pushed the glasses I just put on, and said, "I want number nine, is that okay?"

"Okay, but... No. [-] is a male technician. Are you sure you want No. [-]? Do you want to arrange a beautiful technician for you?"

"No need, it's just him...I know him...he has good skills." I pretended to come to this kind of place very often.

The welcome guest led me through the hall to the inner room area, and continued: "The handsome guy pushes the back, does he just push the back, or push the whole back and legs, or push the whole body? Pushing the whole body is a full service. It is comfortable, the moisture and toxins in the whole body can be expelled, and cupping is also provided as an extra gift.”

Discharge the toxins of the fart, I believe in ghosts.

"Full...full set."

I put my head down.

The welcome smile was even brighter: "Okay, I will arrange it for you right away. Please wait in the room for a while. The air conditioner is turned on for you. If you want to take off your coat, can I hang it up for you?"

"No, no, I'm not hot right now, I'll take it off later."

"Okay, please wait a moment, the technician will come later."

The welcoming guests closed the door and went out.

There is a small glass window on the door of each room in this clubhouse. I stood inside and peeked out through the round glass window.

The last time I came here, I had a very bad impression of this place. Most of the people who come for massage are greasy middle-aged and elderly men, who speak obscene words to moles the technicians and waiters.

But I came early today, observed for a while, and after me, two guests came in, both young girls with white-collar temperament.

It seems that there are serious times here too.

"Boom!"

While peeping, the door suddenly opened, hitting my forehead hard, and I staggered back with a cry of pain.

"I'm sorry, are you okay? I didn't know you would be standing at the door... Lu Huaiyuan?"

Mu Chen came in. He was wearing a kimono-style uniform from the clubhouse. The collar was slightly crossed, revealing a little collarbone, and a belt was tied around his waist. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, and his legs were long. I was too nervous last time to see clearly. This time Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a bit handsome.

It’s just that the wooden slippers on his feet make me a little unbearable. The kimono looks a bit Chinese when viewed alone, but when paired with the wooden slippers.

It's too much like the Japanese military officer taking a bath in the bathhouse in the Anti-Japanese War movie.

Not like a nice guy.