Incense

Dead thing, this sister is not from our side, don't scare her. "

The man didn't seem to believe it, he laughed wretchedly a few times, touched the woman's hand a few more times, and then left contentedly.

From beginning to end, Huang Jiehui did not speak.

After the man left, the woman leaned against the door with her arms around her chest, and said in a casual tone, "Shampoo, cut hair and massage, there is a hair salon on the right in front of you, with all kinds of services, you are satisfied."

Huang Jiehui looked at her, saw the small wrinkles in the corners of her eyes, and the same indifferent expression towards her as before, she seemed to vaguely smell the fragrance that she would recall every summer vacation.

"I want to go in and have a look," she said.

Zhang Rong couldn't recognize her as the little sister who was chased away after stuffing a handful of candy. She curled her lips mockingly, turned and walked in: "As you like."

Huang Jiehui followed her, followed the fragrance, and went all the way to the shampoo room inside, facing the weird gazes of other people.

"Okay, don't go in." Zhang Rong blocked Huang Jiehui at the door, her face showed a little bored, she used her body to cover the clothes on the floor behind her, and the messy bed sheet.

She was shameless towards her guests, but in front of others, especially Huang Jiehui, who was also a woman, she still picked up a piece or two of shame that had been shattered.

"How much is it for a hair wash?" Huang Jiehui asked her suddenly.

If she wasn't a woman and her tone was too serious, Zhang Rong really thought that her subtext was the same as those of the customers, asking how much she paid for a visit.

Zhang Rong just wanted Huang Jiehui to leave quickly, so she stretched out five fingers to lie to her: "500 yuan, no bargaining."

Huang Jiehui took out her wallet, counted out 500 yuan in front of her, and stuffed the money into Zhang Rong's hand like Zhang Rong stuffed candy for her back then: "Here, you count it, it's exactly five hundred." She raised her foot I just want to go inside.

Seeing the 500 yuan, Zhang Rong's heart beat violently. She cursed in her heart: I'm sick, then grabbed Huang Jiehui's arm and pushed her out:

"Don't stay here, go to my house to wash."

Huang Jiehui didn't ask why, but followed her.

Zhang Rong's home is the same as other rental houses, small and crowded, but she cleaned the inside very clean, and the room is full of her breath.

She did have to get a hair-washing chair out of the house, and other hair-washing utensils, but they looked old.

Huang Jiehui listened to her arrangement, and obediently lay down on the chair. Zhang Rong fixed the shower, wet her hair, then applied shampoo, and rubbed it with familiar techniques.

The water flowed over the scalp, and the fingertips massaged it warmly and gently. Huang Jiehui curled up her toes, and half of her ears were red.

After washing the girl's hair, Zhang Rong took a towel and dried her carefully, then pushed her shoulder: "Sit on the bed."

Huang Jiehui was stunned for a moment, then sat down on the bed in a daze, Zhang Rong was standing beside her, the hair dryer was rumbling, she smelled the smell of cheap shampoo, and the fragrance of Zhang Rong, like falling into a dream.

Zhang Rong touched her hair, and after making sure it was completely dry, she chased her away: "It's done, let's go."

Huang Jiehui looked up at her, her eyes were aggrieved like an abandoned puppy. Zhang Rong ignored her and sat on the other side of the bed. There was green tea candy on the bedside table. It was an old brand that could only be found in some small shops now. When it was available, she tore it open and bit a piece.

Huang Jiehui glanced at her several times, her forehead began to sweat, her heart was hot, and her body was also hot. She moved closer and was pushed to the ground by Zhang Rong before she got close.

With sugar in her mouth, she asked annoyedly, "What do you want?"

She didn't know that every summer after Huang Jiehui entered puberty, she was the one who had erotic dreams. Huang Jiehui always smelled that faint fragrance in her dreams, and her clothes were already sweaty when she woke up.

At first, she thought that she was a pervert, how could a woman want to do this kind of thing to another woman, but after she was admitted to university and got in touch with more knowledge and people, she gradually realized that such feelings are normal.

"I don't know..." Huang Jiehui half-kneeled on the ground, holding Zhang Rong's leg and gasping for breath. She dared not speak any more. Those longings and desires that had been suppressed for several years were drawn out by the fragrance on her body, making her feel People panicked.

Zhang Rong has been in love for more than ten years, so she couldn't understand the desire in her eyes, but she never thought that a girl would dare to think about her.She began to regret that she brought him here in a moment of soft-heartedness, and she should have sent him away from the beginning.

She pulled out her hugged leg, kicked off her shoes and kicked Huang Jiehui's shoulder, and warned her earnestly: "Don't worry about what you're thinking now, forget everything when you leave this door, understand?"

It's not that she doesn't know that women can do things with women. When she was pretty, she had received a few female customers, but Huang Jiehui was different. She shouldn't be a prostitute, and she shouldn't have anything to do with her.

"I don't understand." Huang Jiehui grabbed her ankle and asked her with red eyes: "Why can those people do it, but I can't?"

Zhang Rong's feet were scalded by her palms, and she froze all over. After washing someone's hair, she really regarded herself as a shampoo girl instead of a prostitute.

Annoyed, she took out the 500 yuan, threw it on Huang Jiehui's face, and said in a low voice, "Get out!"

She hadn't heard anything ugly, but what Huang Jiehui said made her so uncomfortable.

Huang Jiehui knew that she had said the wrong thing, and she was afraid that she would really leave. She couldn't muster up the courage to come to Zhang Rong again. With a shy face, she pressed Zhang Rong's leg again, and licked on the bare skin.

She whimpered: "I don't want to go."

Zhang Rong flinched, raised her hand and wanted to slap her, her eyes touched the red bills all over the floor, and she resigned herself to pulling her up, cursing while raising her hand: "Will you know you? You won't mess around." what to lick..."

Speaking:

"No." "I can."

3 but

The summer in the south is very hot, and the fan above the head is squeaking.

Huang Jiehui faced a woman's mature body for the first time, her palms were full of sweat, she parted her two long white legs, and slowly pushed her fingers in, Zhang Rong hugged her neck tightly, and leaned on her shoulders, panting softly , several times couldn't bear to fall, and was picked up in his arms and sent up to the clouds.

It was rare for her to experience a tender sexual affair.

After finishing the work, Huang Jiehui took Zhang Rong to take a bath. After cleaning up, the two lay naked on the same bed. She hugged the woman's waist from behind, and the desire that had just subsided was picked out by the faint fragrance .

The young man was so angry that he couldn't bear the stimulation, and his fangs repeatedly ground on the back of the woman's neck.

"Don't make trouble, I'll sleep for a while." Zhang Rong patted her paw away.

"Hmm..." Huang Jiehui agreed in a muffled voice.

Zhang Rong didn't care if she had her feet or not. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, she was no longer with her. She touched the bite mark on the back of her neck and saw the red note under the sugar bowl. There was a handful less sugar in the jar.

She held her forehead, laughed and cursed a few times.

After that day, Huang Jiehui often came to see her, and Zhang Rong never took money from her, nor did she accept clients anymore.

People in that area said that the proprietress of the hair salon found a boyfriend and was going to get married soon, so that's why she refused to accept customers.

Every prostitute seems to have to go through this process. After she is no longer young, she finds a random man to marry, and lives in trivial matters until she grows old and dies.

When Zhang Rong told this rumor to Huang Jiehui like a joke, this person was leaning against the wall. Huang Jiehui bit her ear and slammed into her: "Where did you get your boyfriend? Obviously I'm the only one. "

Zhang Rong bit her lip, her face turned red, and she didn't agree with her.

Gender, age, and identity are all in front of her eyes, and she is not allowed to think about other things. Maybe she has been lonely for too long, and she is reluctant to let go when she gets a little warmth. She can't do anything about this greed if she doesn't touch Huang Jiehui's body. the only thing.

After the holiday, Huang Jiehui was going back to school. The night before she left, she hugged Zhang Rong and did nothing, but repeated and begged her to remember to send her a message.

She didn't mention Zhang Rong and her leaving. She is a person who understands human relations very well. She knows that there are some things that don't need to be said, and what she said is just to make each other sad.

After Huang Jiehui left, Zhang Rong's life became the same as Huinantian in Guangdong, sticky and sticky, no distinction between morning and evening.

It was supposed to be a good information contact, but the frequency of the two people's calls was surprisingly high. Huang Jiehui always called suddenly, chatting a few words here and there before hanging up, as if she was worried about something.

Zhang Rong let her pester others, patiently listened to her rambling about life in college, and occasionally wondered if Huang Jiehui was so young, would there be many people pursuing her in school.

Every time she thinks of this, she will eat one more green tea candy to dispel the bitterness in her heart.

Zhang Rong didn't go to school after finishing junior high school. Even though her grades in the senior high school entrance examination were the first in the town, her family refused to pay a penny for her to go to high school.Instead, she was forced to go to other places to work with her second uncle from the same village.

At that time, many factories sprang up in the coastal areas, and a large number of rural girls went to work in the city, doing assembly line work, paying once a month, and some factories even provided food and housing.

The second uncle lied about her age and stuffed her into a small factory to work in a small factory, making gloves to earn manual fees, and the wages were calculated by cents.She wears a mask every day, listens to the sound of the machine turning, counts the time, and waits for the dawn.

The salary has to be handed over to the second uncle every time, and he saves it and sends it back home for the younger brother at home to marry a wife in the future.

It's not that she didn't think about running away, but her second uncle had all her ID cards, and she was penniless, so where else could she escape.

The first gift Zhang Rong received was from the factory manager. A potbellied and lecherous old man gave a little girl a dress that was considered expensive at the time.

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