Zong Hang originally thought that except for knowing Jing Xiu, this day would still be unrestless and ordinary.

Unexpectedly, at around 10 o'clock in the evening, I was surprised: the door was pounding and as soon as it was opened, Apa rushed in with his cell phone.

He shouted: "Young Master, I found it!"

After working hard for many days, I finally managed to see the moon clear. Apa, who had made contributions, was proud and talked endlessly.

——The hairstyle is a bit like Little Madida, and he managed to see the "go to die" on his ankle, which he also managed to see, 100% correct;

——No wonder she couldn’t find her for so many days. It turned out that she couldn’t live in Siem Reap. I heard that she lived in Tonlissa Lake District, and only came to the city for a few days a month or two;

——The Thutu car bar is indeed her, but she doesn’t care, chartered it to others and collects rent monthly. I heard that she not only chartered Thutu car, but also chartered a small cruise ship;

...

Zong Hang lowered his head and slid to see the photos taken by Apa one by one.

So she looks like this.

He is quite young, probably about the same age as him. He wore a loose white letter shirt with a collar that was too big. One side slid under his shoulders, revealing the black suspender straps on the lining. The straps of the suspender are irregular, thin on one side, but wide on the other side, and are lined by the blouse, backed by the skin, and are surrounded by the lights of the old market, with black and white distinction.

The hairstyle is not completely Matida. She has no bangs and is so random that she can easily grab it. However, because the face is well contoured and the shape of the eyebrows, nose and jaw is naturally shaped, so no matter how messy she is, it doesn’t get hampered, but instead feels a messy and comfortable.

People are concerned about eye contact. For example, you are both female stars with great looks, you will have no reason to like A, passerby B, and dislike C.

This girl subtly fits his eyes, so that the remaining bit of anger diluted a little more.

Zong Hang finished reading it all over, then slowly turned it back and looked it, saying, "It's quite good."

Apa said: "Yes, it's very tempting."

That's right, you can see from the photo: The parking space of the Tutu Car Bar today is very lively, unlike the deserted day. There were four or five young and hot European and American faces sitting in the bar, rolling their sleeves on their shoulders, laughing happily, and having fun.

More importantly, she was also smiling, with her lips curled up, her eyes were a little charming, but her eyes were pure, and she was so close to her. She was completely a sweet girl.

How could such a person say "tendollar" in such a stepmother's tone that day?

She must have been in a bad mood at that time.

Zong Hang asked: "What's her name?"

Apa was so proud that he also found his name: "I heard those ghosts call her Isa, Isa-"

When he pronounced, both words were dragged with long endings, which sounded like a doorbell sounding.

Ding-dong-

Zong Hang lowered his head and said, "The name sounds pretty good."

This sounds good, isn’t it just a common name used by ghost girls? Apa thinks it’s no different from it.

He continued to perform his merits: "I told Brother Long when I came back that Brother Long had already gone to the old market area. Young Master, you can take revenge immediately..."

Zong Hang suddenly interrupted him: "Why do this man always stare at her?"

What man? Apa came over in confusion.

I saw a few photos of him taking a long view. You can see that there were not far from the Thut Car Bar, between the stalls of fried insects and freshly squeezed fruit ice, a tall man wearing short-sleeved black T-T-T-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-

Apa doesn't think there is anything strange. Besides, I have worked hard to take pictures of this woman for you to show. Why do you pay attention to the irrelevant passers-by: "It's not normal for men to see women, just look good."

Is that right? Zong Hang frowned and looked at the photo with his brows.

With his intuition that he has watched so many crime movies, this man must have a problem.

***

Zong Hang and Apa were watching TV while waiting for Long Song to come back.

The hotel has a channel called Recommended Film and Television. Cambodia's own literary and artistic creations are not rich, so it is mostly recommended for foreign film and television, but it is more or less related to Cambodia. After Apa's guidance, Zong Hang learned that the most clicked movie "Year of Flowers" ended in Little Angkor, which was the Little Angkor who had been walking around for less than half an hour and left.

The most popular movie "Tomb Raider", Angelina Jolie is often in the mysterious ruins in which she is located. The old tree like a snake-python rises from the sky among the huge stones, and the scene is in Tabulon Temple.

That's right, it's the Tabulon mentioned by Jing Xiu.

Speaking of Jingxiu, Zonghang noticed that her Hukou guest hadn't come back yet because she had been wandering on the terrace, coughing, playing music outside, and once even called him out to chat.

Zong Hang turned the TV louder and pretended not to hear it.

How to say, he and she are two different people, in short... it's better to have less contact.

After half past eleven, I finally waited for Long Song.

Without further ado, Long Song's face was defeated and silent than voice.

It turns out that her name is Yi Sa. The ghost guy probably wants to make it easy to pronounce, so he called her Isa. The pinyin is really magical. The flat tone is full of flavor, and the sound is pure Chinese accent.

Long Song said that it was not difficult to communicate with Yi Sa when she started looking for topics. After pointing out her ideas, she did not show any obvious unhappiness. She just talked about it perfunctorily and couldn't remember it.

Long Song insisted, she said bluntly, saying, "I'm too lazy to worry about it."

Businessmen pay attention to harmony and make money, and are afraid of trouble. Long Song is also a businessman, and he understands it very well.

So he made the statement "can give money".

It was this that touched Yi Sa's reverse scale. She sipped the wine in the glass - the shape of the wine glass looked like a transparent grenade.

Then he asked, "I look so short of money?"

His eyes were very disdainful, his tone was very disdainful, and even his scrambled hairstyle was full of disdain.

Long Song works in a hotel and deals with countless people every day. He knows that when the topic reaches this tone and look, it is best to go to the point.

You must be gentle and retreat. Only when you retreat can you get on the right path again.

So I returned home in vain and planned to try it again tomorrow, but I didn't feel much disgusted with this Yi Sa. Maybe it was because of my work relationship. I saw many people who were confused and confused. I felt that it was not difficult for her to communicate with. Even if I was unwilling to help, it was normal.

Apa complained, they were businessmen, not public offices with great wisdom, so it was not easy to find someone, and they were so uncooperative, what should I do next? The young master was beaten in vain? This woman is really selfish, cold, dark, hypocritical, and psychologically distorted and anti-social.

Zong Hanghe Xini: "Forget it, I can understand that those two Cambodians hit people when they get started. They must be local tyrants. She is a small businessman and dare not offend such a person. It is normal for more things to do less."

Apa was excited: "What's normal? She betrayed you at that time and asked for ten dollars. Is that normal?"

Zong Hang said: "Actually... I didn't call it betrayal. She had never agreed to help me. I went into the bar without anyone's consent. Besides, it's not necessarily a good person who has a Chinese face. What if I'm a bad person, the Cambodian was injured at that time and chased me with blood in my arms. You can't tell the difference..."

Apa almost vomited blood when he said it: "Young Master, did I get beaten or did you get beaten? Which end did you stand?"

Zong Hang said: "I think, as a human being, be broad-minded. If you want to forgive others, don't worry about it."

Unexpectedly, this sentence won Long Song's admiration: "Zong Hang has a good personality and a broad mind. Let me tell you, those who are petty and who have been memorable for ten or eight years can't live long. Zong Hang like this will live long."

He was praised suddenly, and Zong Hang felt happy. Thinking about it again, the popular saying "Buddhist" in China is now popular. Buddhist fans and Buddhist consumers. He is considered a Buddhist victim.

But Apa didn't think so. After leaving the room, he accompanied Long Song down the stairs and said, "We young master, seem a little careless."

Long Song glared at him, and at the same time turned sideways, making way for a guest who had just walked up the stairs.

In fact, the hotel stairs are wide enough and there is no need to let them go at all. However, the service staff, after working for a long time, leaned sideways when meeting guests, and helped to press the floor when entering the elevator. They have some awareness.

This is a male guest, young and tall, wearing short-sleeved black T-T, straight jeans, and white sneakers.

Long Song felt that he looked familiar, as if he had just seen it in the old market area.

He turned his head and watched him walk to the door of a guest room and open it into the room.

What a coincidence, I live next to Zonghang.

***

Jing Xiu couldn't help laughing when he heard the door ringing.

She felt like she was trapped in love.

She often falls in love with her guests and allows herself to fall into one-sided joy and sweetness. In her opinion, she only makes transactions with the guests she likes. This is love, but every period is short. She is actually willing to board every boat that carries her, but they don't want to sail away and leave her alone on the mudflat.

She knew that many sisters laughed at her behind her back, confused, and foolish, and she was drunk. So what? Who is coming to this world is not a mess and drunk? The ones who are sober are all monks and Buddhas, and they are confused and enter the world.

This man named Ding Qi who just came in is her current lover.

The word "龙" in his name is really rare. She can't even pronounce it. The passport is marked "qi", but it has no tone. After checking it during the day, she realized that it was a sound. The search link said that there is an ancient town called Jikou by the Yellow River in the Luliang Mountains in Shanxi Province, which is the word "龙".

She had countless associations with him. His name was the same as the ancient town by the Yellow River. Her hometown was near the Hukou Waterfall in the Yellow River. She couldn't avoid the big yellow river in the mud. She loved the house and the Ukrainian. In the past, she loved the Mekong River the most because it was close and within reach.

Starting today, I changed my love for the Yellow River.

Ding Qi went to take a shower first. Jing Xiu walked to the half-closed door and asked him through the sound of water: "Do you want a massage?"

Ding Qi nodded.

Jingxiu went to prepare, closed the glass door, pulled up the white gauze curtain, dimmed the light, changed into the massage technician's clothes, and lit the aromatherapy candle.

This candle has ** essential oil. Since I heard that this essential oil has been favored by various religions, I have used it when I was massaged by the well sleeve - she likes the atmosphere, ritual, mystery, and taste of religious places.

This is also the case with good massage, which makes people feel soft and relaxed, allowing them to enjoy the comfort of God in the half-intoxication.

After washing, Ding Qi came out while wiping his hair with a towel. He only wore black boxer underwear. On his tight muscles, there were no dripping water on his mouth.

He lay down on the bed and said, "You are quite professional."

Jing Xiu smiled, of course she was professional. She rubbed her fingers with her muscles and knew whether this piece was loose, tense, and over-consuming.

In the order, she started with her feet, finger press, palm press, elbow press, foot press, push, pinch, rub, press, and move. The industry calls Thai massage "passive yoga", which requires two people to touch their limbs and use force to use force. Every time they use force, they can feel the strength of their body and the strength of their muscles and bones at close range.

Zong Hang should practice it. If you have the chance tomorrow, she would tell him that the body thing was given to you at first, but then you gave it to you. Don’t think that it can last for a long time by relying on youth. When you reach age, if you don’t mold it and cast it, it will sooner or later give you a pile of rotten bones and soft flesh.

As he pressed it down, Jing Xiu asked him softly: "What are you busy with today?"

The masseur has to be responsible and talk to the guests at the right time, without fear of disturbing him: If he is tired, a few words will help him fall asleep, and if he is not tired, he will also help him relax.

Ding Qi seemed to smile, his face buried in the bed, his smile was a little vague - then he touched the phone at the head of the bed, adjusted the photo and handed it to her.

Jing Xiu rubbed his hands, which were stained with massage cream, on the clothes on his waist, and then took them over.

She recognized at a glance that this was in the old market area. In the photo, there was a young woman with a half-popular head, smiling beautifully and looking very pure. She should be the sweet girl that most men like.
Chapter completed!