Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 16

After dark, Kinmen is full of people, and the basement is full of strong male hormones.

The human beings on the ring face each other with fists, bloody eyes, hot sweat, and muscles swell and twitch, like trapped animals out of cages.

The audience in the audience held RMB in their hands, roaring, shouting, and angry.

"Fuck him! Fuck him!"

"Pretty!"

In the middle of the night, after the crowd finally subsided, the hot breath quietly dissipated in the basement of the Golden Gate Fight Club.

Twelve o'clock at night.

Lu Xiaoming bought a bag of ice cubes from a roadside convenience store, then got into the car and pressed them on the corner of Huo Qi's bruised mouth.

"I really don't understand, you have already won, why do you still have to suffer that?"

Just now, Huo Qi had completely suppressed his opponent in the Golden Gate Fighting Arena, but he seemed to put his face close to his fist, and then received a punch.

Lu Xiaoming expressed a hundred incomprehensions about his behavior.

Huo Qi pushed away the eye-catching ice pack, quickly counted the money with two fingers, and did not forget to sneer: "You call this an injury?"

"You have to see the bones to see the flesh to be called an injury?"

After counting the money, Huo Qi put his head in his pocket, turned his head and smirked: "I'm not hurt, how can anyone care?"

Lu Xiaoming fastened his seat belt and drove the car. Hearing what he meant, he felt something was wrong.

Although I don't like this kind of self-mutilation scheme, but I am faintly curious about the girl Huo Qi puts on top of my heart.

"Where?"

"Just put me at the gate of Yazheng Community."

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It was late at night, and everything in the Yazheng community was completely silent, and the dome was rounded by a soft full moon, shedding a thin silver glow.

Jiang Niannian was lighting up the drawing again, and under her coercive pressure, she finally drew a drawing that caught the eye.

Even this drawing was left behind because she resisted tearing it up.

She no longer dared to force herself to draw excellent works, because no matter how good a painter is, he must have enough to eat first.

Live first, then fulfill your dreams.

When the twelve o'clock bell rang, she knew that there was one less day before the deadline for submitting the manuscript.

She took off the earphones, rubbed her sore neck, stretched her waist, and turned to look at Liang Chengcheng who was breathing slowly on the wooden bed.

The girl's heart warmed.

In order to be able to cross the ocean and return home, she has been struggling in country R for six years, so this little hardship in front of her is nothing.

Jiang Niannian stepped lightly and went out to drink water.

When she walked to the drinking water table, she saw a plate of yellowed apples and a note under the plate.

[Don't be anxious, I have something to deal with, brother, eat some apples and relax. ]
It's Huo Qi's handwriting.

Jiang Niannian held the note and smiled slightly.

Although the apples have been left for too long and the color has turned yellow and the taste is not very good, she still ate them all.

After all, this is all the money my mother earned by doing handwork, so how can it be wasted?

Jiang Niannian drank water, ate an apple, turned off the lights in the living room, and went back to bed after going to the bathroom.

The toilet has a frosted glass door full of age. After Jiang Niannian went to the toilet, he pressed the flush button, and when he turned around, he saw a black figure of a man standing at the door of the toilet.

Through the frosted glass door, the man's black shadow was completely reflected on the door.

He remained motionless and appeared like a ghost.

Jiang Niannian was so scared that she didn't dare to speak. Although she guessed that it was the one-eyed uncle who lived in the guest room, she still took the drained mop in the corner and slowly approached the toilet door.

The girl used a mop stick to lay across the doorknob, so that even if the door was opened, the other party would not rush in immediately.

With a 'click', Jiang Niannian unlocked the lock, and she slowly turned the doorknob.

Through the crack of the door, the incandescent light from the toilet shone on the uncle's freckled face, his strange and cloudy one-eyed eyes, and his gaze on Jiang Niannian was too explicit.

Even though Jiang Niannian had already built up her mind, she was so frightened that she immediately closed the toilet door.

"Go to the toilet." The uncle's voice finally sounded outside the toilet, gloomy like a creature hiding in a dark corner, very uncomfortable to hear.

After just a few seconds of looking at each other, Jiang Niannian's back was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

She quietly removed the mop stick from the doorknob, and took several deep breaths when she opened the door again.

The girl almost rushed back to the room from the toilet, she didn't have the courage to look back at all.

After closing the door, her sweaty back was pressed against the peeling wooden door, allowing herself to pant.

"Sister~ what's wrong with you?"

It was Jiang Niannian who made a big noise and woke up Liang Chengcheng.

The little guy sat on the bed rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Jiang Niannian quickly locked the door, then sat on the edge of his bed, lay down with her arms around him, and comforted him: "It's okay, Cheng Cheng will continue to sleep."

She patted the little guy on the back, and after coaxing him for a few minutes, he immediately fell asleep.

And Jiang Niannian couldn't sleep, she had a splitting headache and her chest felt tight, even if she walked to the window and the night breeze brushed her face, it couldn't relieve the tightness in her chest.

So she changed her shoes and went downstairs.

The girl went to the 24-hour convenience store opposite the complex and bought a bottle of lychee-flavored cocktail, which had low alcohol content.

She took a few sips of the cocktail under the shadow of the tree, and the evening wind blew away the sweat from her body, and the depression in her chest also dissipated a little.

The dense tree shadows shattered the dim yellow street lamps, swaying broken stars fluttered above the girl's head, fluttering black hair covered her tired eyes, and her cherry lips were stained with the fragrance of lychee.

Just when the cocktail in her hand bottomed out, the girl suddenly hid behind a tree.

After a while, she leaned out and caught up with a sneaky man with sharp eyes.

It's the one-eyed uncle.

He lowered the brim of his hat, his back was a little hunched, and there was a bulging thing in his trouser pocket. When he dodged into the dark alley, the uncle looked around vigilantly.

Jiang Niannian put the empty bottle of cocktail under the tree, and quickly dodged into the dark alley.

She is not a nosy person, she just wants to find enough evidence, and then convince her mother not to let this uncle live at home.

She has always disliked this one-eyed uncle, subconsciously.

Even if his existence relieved some of the financial pressure on the family, Jiang Niannian could still handle it.

Money, she can earn later.

The safety of your home should not be taken lightly.

The dark alley was damp and gave off the stench of a sewer, neither the moonlight nor the street lamps could shine here.

The naked eye can only distinguish black and gray.

The girl walked in the dark alley for a while, when she heard the man's faint and suppressed panting.

Jiang Niannian didn't move immediately, and after staying in the darkness for a long time, the naked eyes slowly distinguished figures and objects.

Then, she saw the man panting heavily against the wall.

"Hello!" Jiang Niannian yelled and turned on the flashlight of her phone.

Cold white lights illuminate the dark alley.

Only then did Jiang Niannian see clearly that the one-eyed uncle was holding a black corset to wrap his——

Perhaps he was frightened by the sudden appearance, and the one-eyed uncle's pants suddenly fell down.

"Ah!!!!" The girl was so frightened that she dropped her phone, turned her head and rushed out.

"Stop! Damn girl!" The uncle behind him said in a low and angry voice, from far to near, his heavy footsteps also sounded in the dark alley.

(End of this chapter)