(MTL)What kind of bad thoughts can a female partner have?

Chapter 52

Chapter 52

    Qin Zhi almost screamed out—without him, Zhou Suyan like this is too much like a female ghost.

    And she should have just drank some wine. Although she didn't show it on her face, there was a faint smell of alcohol on her body.

    The conversation between the two gradually stopped, and the sound of rustling clothes rubbing against leaves sounded.

    Seeing that Zhou Suyan was still standing still, Qin Zhi forcefully pulled her and dragged her to the storage room where the trimming tools were placed next to her.

    The storage room is small, but fortunately it is neat and clean. Two chairs were placed, presumably for the gardener to rest.

    Qin Zhi glanced at it, took out the toilet paper she was carrying, spread it out, and sat down.

    Zhou Suyan lost her soul and was about to sit on another chair, regardless of whether her expensive and elegant dress would be soiled.

    Qin Zhi let out a "tsk" and threw the remaining small packet of paper to her.

    Perhaps it was due to alcoholism, or it evoked memories, or perhaps it was an alternative sense of security brought by the dark and narrow space, Zhou Suyan stared at the paper in her hand, and pursed her lips again.

    "You know, I never thought that one day I would enter the entertainment industry."

    She was born in an ordinary family in a very ordinary small county, and her best time was before the age of six.

    Because of family planning, she has only one child in the family. Even though the elders still have a little patriarchal ideology, they are still very good to her.

    The town is very small, everyone knows each other, the neighbors are nice, and the aunt I met on the street is also nice.

    Children play casually outside without worrying about being abducted by strangers.

    Everything changed when she was six years old.

    That year, the country let go of the second child, and her mother became pregnant with her younger brother.

    That year, my aunt, who was working in other places, returned home in fine clothes.

    She was looking forward to the birth of her younger brother, and liked the new things her pretty aunt brought her.

    My aunt became a petty official in a foreign government, and the unit organized tours, and she could also take her own children there for free.

    The unmarried aunt took her there, saying that it would give her a long experience and prevent her from disturbing her mother's rest by playing around at home.

    Her parents agreed, and she was happy too.

    It was the first time she tasted Peking duck, and saw the palace and the Forbidden City. The Great Wall was so long and long that she wanted to cry when she climbed it.

    But she finally finished walking without letting her aunt hug her.

    At night, my aunt went out to run errands and put her in the room she led for him to take care of.

    The leader was a man in his forties with a righteous face, but in a room with only the two of them, he tore off the devil's disguise.

    My aunt went out for a long time and didn't come to pick her up until the next morning.