Chapter 644

Cheng Xinjie grew up in Beijing from childhood, so she spoke with a bit of Beijing flavor. The driver of course could hear it and turned slightly and said, "why, I can't manage smoking in my car? Young people, I still don't want to be so energetic and suffer losses! "

I smiled quietly, and saw that Cheng Xinjie still wanted to fight with the driver, and quickly said:" OK Xinjie, don't talk to the driver's master, let him concentrate on driving, but our safety is all in his hands! "

Cheng Xinjie was obedient, shut up, and the driver didn't hurt people anymore.

I couldn't help but chuckle and say in my heart: this society, people, is really shaped * *

but I immediately realized a serious problem!!!

I slapped my head and scolded myself a few words, frowned and looked at Cheng Xinjie's arm. I asked with concern, "Xinjie, how is your arm now? Does it still hurt?"

There is still a little bloodshot there. The bloodstain has dried, but on her, the dried bloodstain is particularly eye-catching.

I can't help but see that such a beautiful, lovely and innocent girl has blood on her arm!

but Cheng Xinjie can't help but caress the injured part, shake her head vigorously, and smile: "no pain, no pain just now!"

After a little thought, I had an idea in mind and said, "I'll buy some medicine and apply it for you later. It's winter now. It's not easy to heal. You should pay more attention to maintenance. "

Cheng Xinjie looked at me happily, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became clearer. She said with a knowing smile, "thank you brother-in-law!"

I just nodded and didn't talk.

But I still feel uneasy. I reach out and adjust my seat. Then I quickly drill into the back seat from the middle of the front two seats of the taxi, and let Cheng Xinjie pull her arm to have a look.

The driver seemed to be scared. Maybe he didn't see how I got to the back of the car. He could not help complaining: "Hello, you are a monkey, right? What are you doing, playing hide and seek with my car? Well, I'm unlucky to meet someone today - "

I still didn't pay attention to him, just took Xinjie's arm in the process, reached out and touched it gently. Fortunately, she didn't hurt her muscles and bones, so I finally got distracted. Thankfully, God is tired of me, so I won't be able to deal with my dear ones -- if you know that Cheng Xinjie is injured, God knows how she will bury me!

The taxi continues to drive -

but when it reaches a place not far from the Qinghe River, it becomes more and more difficult, and serious traffic jams begin to appear.

The driver frowned, honked his horn wildly, and took off his mouth, saying, "fuck, temple fair is ahead. There are so many people in the meeting, blocking the way!"

I was stunned for a moment and asked: "temple fair? What temple fair? "

The driver said: "layman, there are several temple fairs in Beijing every year. This is Spring Lake Park Temple Fair. The traffic jam is estimated to take half an hour to pass."

I turned my head, thought for a moment, and said, "well, let's get off at the gate of the temple fair."

The driver's face immediately showed a fierce excitement and said with a smile, "that's great! OK, it's romantic to take my girlfriend to the temple fair, isn't it?"

I nodded perfunctorily, Cheng Xinjie just smiled bitterly, but didn't explain.

Ten minutes later, under the superb driving skills of the driver's master, the taxi finally killed a blood path and stopped at the gate of the temple fair.

After paying the fare, I frowned and looked at the crowd, then took Cheng Xinjie to walk.

I believe that this place should be a good foothold. At least, it's safe for the time being.

After buying tickets, Cheng Xinjie and I entered the temple fair with the crowd. The temple fair in Beijing is similar to the local temple fair. There are a lot of people. The sound of buying and selling, the music of singing and dancing troupes, and the propaganda at the entrance of the circus are so lively.

It seems that some hooligans who took advantage of the chaos secretly took advantage of Cheng Xinjie. The little girl strained my arm more tightly and twisted her eyebrows into a pimple.

Because of the special environment, I didn't take the breath for Cheng Xinjie. After all, at this moment, safety is more important than anything.

We followed the flow of people quietly, and several "Xinjiang people" who were driving carts to sell raisins in the center. When they saw the guests, they would pull them together and promote their own raisins in Mandarin with a Xinjiang accent. When we passed by, the young man selling raisins gave us a hand. They knew that when young men and women were together, their money It's better to make money. Of course, they don't miss this wonderful opportunity.

"Xinjiang people" grabbed a handful of raisins and introduced to us the beauty and authenticity of this product. Even words like beauty and beauty were popping out of their mouths, which made people laugh.

Cheng Xinjie just smiled hard, and then quietly came close to my ear, saying: "old Wang sells melons! Now people are very eloquent, those who sell things can make the dead live!"

I just smiled quietly, and I didn't have time to listen to the endless sales speech of "Xinjiang people", so I pulled Cheng Xinjie around from one side.

At last, we stopped in front of the shed of a singing and dancing hall. I paused a little and pulled Cheng Xinjie and said, "go in!"

Cheng Xinjie took a look at the singing and dancing hall. He blushed with shame and stammered, "go in and look at this? Does brother-in-law still have this hobby? "

I blushed and said, "let's go in!"

this performance center of the song and dance troupe is like a huge round yurt, which can hold thousands of people. The awning is made of canvas, on which are pasted several pictures of the combination of beautiful women and the characters of "Xiaoyao song and Dance Troupe". The shed is supported by innumerable iron frames, on which there are seven or eight people holding a mouthful. At the door of the shed, two young people selling tickets are shaking their hands with a stack of tickets.

On a square box on the left side of the door -

a 17-8-year-old young girl is wearing only a translucent dot type bra, and a pair of underwear that can just cover the shame and ugliness. She is dancing wildly with her own intoxication, with her delicate face, fair skin, high heels and thin feet of birds

This is the sign.

"Take a look, take a look, the authentic striptease. A dozen beautiful young girls show you her flawless body. This will bring you to a mysterious time of passion. The ticket price is 10 yuan, 10 yuan. If you don't regret it for a lifetime, you will feel refreshed. You will experience an unprecedented visual feast, and experience the most beautiful * * style in the world. Look at it, look at it, and it will look good when you go in... " The sound in the horn is more and more harsh. Surrounded in front of the door, it can be seen that people are lack of immunity to beauty.

Through the small door, I found a more shocking scene: a dozen young women were lining up on the stage, gently twisting their sexy bodies, rhythmically pulling off their only two accessories, until they were naked and dancing wildly.

In today's highly civilized and rapidly developing society, these are really nothing, especially in big cities, where passion dance can be seen everywhere.

But to be exact, I was shocked to some extent.

For Cheng Xinjie and me, this kind of place is just a temporary shelter, and that's all.

It's a pity Cheng Xinjie doesn't understand my intention. Maybe she really thinks that I took her in to see some striptease. I just smiled bitterly and urged Cheng Xinjie to buy the ticket.

Cheng Xinjie didn't speak any more, but followed me doubtfully. Her pretty face has become red Fuji.

Buy the tickets quickly, and we will drill in the crowded crowd -- let alone, this place is very popular. Besides, there are not only young guys, but also old and old ladies, young women and children who come to watch.

Now in this society, Cheng Xinjie and I have managed to squeeze into a front position and sit down.

Looking around, there are few vacant seats in the dark area, and even some people standing around the stage, I think they can see more clearly.

On the stage, a dozen young girls are dancing their waist branches sexy. Their underwear and bras have been taken off. They are just dancing. With their pure and beautiful bodies, they let thousands of audience not spend their money and offer them a powerful visual feast.

In fact, these girls are not very old. The younger ones are estimated to be only 15 or 16 years old, and the older ones are only in their twenties, which is the age of flowers. And they are all pretty and in good shape. But it was uncomfortable to see them wriggle their waist so skillfully and show their naked body in public without shyness. I don't have time to think about how these girls got on this road, or to enjoy the so-called visual feast lazily. My goal is only one, that is: let Cheng Xinjie avoid here for a while, and there are several things waiting for me to deal with.

After all, it's a pretty good shelter. The people sent by Fu Shikun, who knocked down the south wall, didn't expect that we would hide in the song and dance shed at the temple fair!

It's just that Cheng Xinjie seems to be confused about me coming here, so when she sits down, her shyness still hasn't gone away. She asks me softly, "brother in law, you don't really want to see this kind of junk Dance - it's tasteless, right?"

I pinched my nose, glanced right and left, and then came close to Xinjie's ear, whispered: "where else do I want to watch dance now? I'm taking you here for refuge! First, they won't come here for a while."

Cheng Xinjie suddenly realized it, and then he came close to my ear and praised: "brother in law is so smart! What do I say? What did brother-in-law bring me in here? It turned out -"