Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"I still have to thank Brother Damao. My sister and I were very confused when we first came out of the village. Fortunately, you gave us a place to live, otherwise..."

"Hey, what's our relationship? I should help you with these things."

"Then, brother Damao, what is our relationship?"

"Of course we are good friends?"

Xu Damao remained calm and collected!

"I heard that you, brother Damao, are on a blind date?"

"You heard what your sister Qian said, right? What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

"I'm not jealous, but I originally wanted to introduce my sister to you, and I could even give her as a dowry. It seems that I was just daydreaming."

Cuilan blushed and spoke to Xu Damao with a smile, but the sour taste in her words could not be concealed.

"Oh, Cuilan, if your own sister were to marry me, you, the older sister, would be the bed-warmer. Not only are you beautiful, you also want beauty!"

"Humph! If I, as an elder sister, don't share some of the burden for my younger sister, my younger sister is weak and will probably be torn apart by you..."

"Ah~ But I know that brother Damao doesn't like us sisters who are so young and beautiful. It seems that we two sisters can only live alone and depend on each other for the rest of our lives..."

"Look what you are talking about, sister."

Cuinong blinked her big watery eyes, looking at her sister with a puzzled expression, her face flushed with shyness... She thought to herself, her sister is usually so reserved, why is she so bold today?

"Oh, Cuinong, your sister is joking with me."

As Xu Damao spoke, he stood up, walked to Cuilan, and gently put his arms around her slender waist. His hand was like a naughty butterfly, gently patting Cuilan's round buttocks.

Perhaps it was the alcohol that was at work, Cuilan was not shy at all. Instead, she was like a blooming flower, facing Xu Damao's claws and leaning back gently, as if responding to his intimate gesture.

The soft touch made Xu Damao's inner evil fire rise. He could no longer hold it back. He hugged Cuilan tightly with both hands and bit her cherry lips with his big mouth.

The two of them exchanged tongues and saliva with such passion. Cuinong, who was standing next to them, saw this and, despite feeling a little dizzy, she staggered to the door and gently closed it.

Just as the door was about to close, there was a noise coming from the gate.

"Sister, Brother Damao, it seems that Sister Qian is back!"

"what!"

Cuilan pushed Xu Damao away, walked to a stool nearby and sat down with a red face. Seeing her sister's panicked look, Cuinong laughed.

"Whose car is this?"

In the darkness of the night, Qian Longmei, who had just entered the house, vaguely discovered a bicycle parked in the yard. When she got closer, she saw that it belonged to her younger brother Damao.

Qian Longmei saw the car and the light on in the room where Cuilan and her sister lived, and she walked over with her slender waist swaying.

As soon as I reached the door, the clever Cuinong was like a lively deer and had already opened the door impatiently.

"Sister Qian, you're back! Have you eaten? Brother Damao is here too, why don't you sit down and eat together?"

Qian Longmei looked at Cuinong who was giggling, then turned to look at Xu Damao who was sitting upright and Cuilan who was blushing beside her. She instantly understood about 80% of what had just happened. How could she not know what had just happened?

"I've already eaten in the store. Damao, why are you here? Did I ruin your good fortune?"

Qian Longmei greeted Xu Damao with a smile, a sly smile on her face.

"Sister Qian, what are you talking about! I just had a drink with Damao, that's why I acted like this."

Cuilan's voice came softly, and her already red face became even more charming like a ripe apple. Even her snow-white earlobes were stained with a touch of pink, like an attractive peach, making people want to take a bite.

"Oh, my sister Cuilan, you look so charming and lovely. I am so moved by you! You guys continue. I won't be the one who doesn't know what's good for you. Hahaha."

"Sister Qian, since you're here, let's have a drink. I haven't seen you for a while, and I really miss you."

After Sister Qian finished speaking, she laughed and was about to leave, but Xu Damao called her back.

"Okay, I'll drink with you, Damao!"

Qian Longmei was very generous and sat down with a straight back. Cuinong was very tactful and took a wine bowl over.

"Sister Qian, I know you can drink a lot, but this amount of wine is not enough for the three of us. How about this, Cuinong, if you don't drink, I have another bottle in the basket behind my car. Please take the trouble to bring it over."

"Ok!"

Cuinong slowly walked out to get the wine.

"Cui Lan, what's wrong with Cuinong? Did she drink too much? She's still young and can't drink so much."

After Qian Longmei finished speaking, she rolled her eyes at Xu Damao, and in her heart she already thought that it was Xu Damao who came to get her lovely sister Cuinong drunk.

"No, Sister Qian, it's because Cuinong took a sip of wine just now that this happened. She just took a sip... Damao and I are not going to let her drink anymore."

"That is not bad!"

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"Sister Qian, you work at Quanjude, aren't you tired?"

"Not bad. By the way, Damao, aren't you interested in those old things, or antiques? Let me tell you, those paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls of our store are all authentic works by famous artists! They are all antiques!"

Sister Qian spoke mysteriously about the news she had gained in the store.

"I know, but those are all assets of your store. Even if I want to buy them, your store won't sell them. Even if they do, it will definitely be a high price."

"That's right, Damao, tell me about your blind date."

Qian Longmei suddenly changed the subject. Although Cuilan and Cuinong next to her were also a little drunk, they still pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Well, just tell me. Her last name is Lou, and her name is Lou Xiao'e. She is the daughter of a wealthy family. I'll tell you in advance that I'm not attracted to her family's wealth."

"Rich people, how rich are they?"

"Her father was nicknamed Lou Bancheng. How rich do you think he was? Before liberation, he owned several large factories."

"Do you know the steel mill where I work? I am one of the shareholders of the mill and even the top boss before liberation."

Xu Damao picked up the glass, clinked it with Qian Longmei and Cuilan, and the three of them took a sip of wine together.

"Then his classification should be very high, belonging to the level of a large landowner."

"Yes, he has a bad background, so I guess his life is not easy. I don't know how many people are watching him secretly. If he makes a small mistake, he will be doomed immediately."

"So, we migrant workers are the most glorious!"