Chapter 8, Overgrown Summer Grass (02).

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He wore a white T-shirt today, with sharp and distinct shoulder lines. Clearly a boy, but with transparently fair skin and deep features. This lazy scene standing in the morning sun vividly reminded her of scenes from some art films.

Lin Mei felt a little uneasy under such scrutiny, "...What's wrong?"

Lù Qīngyá zhǒngzhe tā, liǎnshàng lùchū gè sì xiào fēi xiào de biǎoqíng, shēnshǒu pāi le pāi mótuōchē hòuzuò, "Nǐ yàoshi bàndào bù hǎn xiàchē, wǒ jiù gēn nǐ shàngkè."

Mr. Lu... This title left Lin Mei speechless for a moment.

Just now I saw him drinking so fiercely at the table, I thought he was a heavy drinker, pretending to be like one.

Not long after, a small car carrying several fair-haired and high-nosed individuals arrived.

At the dining table, she witnessed Lu Qingya's astonishing capacity for alcohol. They opened a bottle of Maotai, and the foreigners didn't drink much before they passed out. In the end, most of the alcohol ended up in Lu Qingya's stomach.

Lin Mei assessed him, judging the credibility of his words.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Mei said, "I don't want your money. Promise me one thing."

He casually rubbed his shoulder and reached out to the big dog, saying, "Edmund, be good."

Lù Qīngyái looked at her with a smile that seemed both genuine and insincere.

Lin Mei's stomach was churning violently, and even the wonderful feeling of holding onto Lu Qingya couldn't offset the discomfort.

In the future, study hard. I feel guilty when I take the money but don't do the work.

The teaching is quite good... Lu Liangchu pulled him aside and asked, "Have you attended the class?"

Lu Qingya remained silent, lowering his head and staring at her.

Feeling weak at the feet, a cold sweat on the forehead, after a moment, managed to restrain the urge to run away, reached into the pocket and felt for the phone.

Lù Liángchóu looked at Lín Mèi, "Teacher Lin, did this little brat not study well this time?"

The car flies close to the ground, swift as lightning. The wind carries a refreshing mist, brushing against the skin with a pressure that sends shivers down one's spine.

Lù Qīngyá mōzhe Àidéméng de nǎozi, Lín Mèi zé zài kànzhe tā, nà qìshuǐ hěn kuài zhǐ shèngxià yīdiǎn liángyì, qìpào zāzhe shétou, rùhóu qīngtián.

Between the main gate and the bungalow, there is a washbasin with a green plastic pipe connected to the faucet.

Two hours, this technical seminar is over. Lu Qingya and the others have chosen a place and are preparing to invite people to dinner.

"Don't believe me?" Lu Qingya looked at Lu Liangchou, "How about I give you a demonstration?"

Up, tonight's social English, right, Teacher Lin?

The skinny and tall guy is called Dan Dongting. He speaks broken English to communicate with those foreign riders about treating them to dinner tonight.

It's so fast, I didn't expect it to accelerate even more. The motorcycle suddenly turned sharply, and it felt like my body was about to be thrown out. Lin Mei couldn't hold on any longer, she reached out and hugged Lu Qingya's waist.

His gaze is deep, and he becomes a little hazy after drinking.

Lù Qīngyá xiào chǒuzhe tā, "Nǐ xiān shuō."

Lù Qīngyá laughed and said, "At the entrance, inside the cabinet."

In the desolate wilderness, there was a refrigerator placed against the wall. Lu Qingya walked over, took out two bottles of orange soda, knocked the cap against the edge of the nearby wooden table to open it, and gulped down most of the bottle. Then he handed the other bottle to Lin Mei.

Looking through the iron fence after getting off the car, there is a large playground, with overgrown weeds in the middle of the playground, and the yellow soil flying on the track. Several motorcycles are passing through, making a roaring sound.

Lin Mei was stunned for a moment, "Lu Qingya."

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Qingya agreed and looked down at her with a smile, "Is it tiring to be so serious in life?"

The motorcycle "vroomed" and shot forward. Lin Mei didn't sit firmly and her body leaned back, quickly adjusting herself.

Lin Mei is a little worried, " ... ... Shall I take you back?"

Oh oh oh!'' Then a tall and thin person shouted, "Is it the foreign aid called by Mr. Lu?"

Approaching, Lu Qingya glanced at the tall and thin person and asked, "Has the person arrived?"

Lin Mei walked to the front of the bungalow, and there were three or four young men about the same age as Lu Qingya whistling at her, saying, "Beauty, are you Lu's girlfriend?"

Luliangchou was at home. As soon as he opened the door and smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him, he couldn't contain his anger and kicked him directly. Lu Qingya's figure swayed, but he still stood firm.

Lin Mei pushed open the iron gate and was about to enter when suddenly a majestic big dog jumped out from the pile of weeds under the brick wall and barked wildly at her.

Lin Mei pushed slightly, and Lu Qingya supported her shoulder to stand up straight. When he tried to walk again, his legs wobbled.

I am his tutor.

Lin Mei: "..."

Lin Mei put on her helmet and got on the back seat.

In Lin Meixin's heart, there is something fishy. Suddenly feeling embarrassed and flustered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I feel like I may not be competent. You don't need to pay me for this week's salary. Starting tomorrow, I'll..."

Lin Mei paused and said, "I don't work overtime."

Lu Qingya furrowed his brows slowly, then turned around and leaned against the tree by the roadside, vomiting.

Lù Qīngyá zǒu dào mèn tóu hē shuǐ rùn sǎng de Lín Mèi gēnqián, ``Wǎnshàng, zài bāng gè máng。''.

Lin Mei hurriedly ran over, "Hey hey! What did you promise me yesterday?"

Lin Mei was not fired, and she went to report on time the next morning.

The good times don't last long.

Lu Qingya laughed heartily, raised the water pipe higher, and started playing crazily with one person and one dog.

There is a single-story house not far away, with two short steps in front of the door and several figures standing on them.

Lin Mei's expression instantly fell on her face, she slightly pursed her lips, and her voice was cold: "Are you trying to deceive me?"

The rider took off his helmet, shook his head, and sweat dripped down along his brow bone.

Do you believe me when I say it?

Lù Qīngyá gōngzhe bèi, niēzhe guǎnzǐ wǎng liǎnshàng chōng shuǐ, dà gǒu "Àidéméng" zài yībiān jiàohu, tā tái shǒu yī mǒ liǎnshàng de shuǐ hén, yáng shǒu jǔ qǐ shuǐ guǎn cháo Àidéméng jiāo qù.

Lù Qīngyá ``Hmm''ed, and after all the cars had left, he took a step forward.

When Lin Mei brought Lu Qingya home, he was already somewhat sober.

Lù Qīngyá nǐng yóumén, "Zuò hǎole--".

The helmet made her feel uncomfortable. As she went around another sharp bend, she suddenly took off her helmet. Fresh air rushed in, and she covered her nose and mouth with her hand, the wind blowing so strongly that she couldn't open her eyes. Her hair was flying all over the place, but she felt a sense of relief in her heart and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!"

Lù Qīngyá gēn dà gǒu wánle yī zhèn, nǐng shàng shuǐ lóngtóu, wǎng píngfáng zhèr zǒuguòlái, gǒu gēn zài tā shēnhòu, shí bùshí qù lǐck tā zìrán chuí zài shēnbiān de shǒu.

Lin blushed and remained silent.

Dinner, Lin Mei continues to work as a translator.

Usually you don't go to work either.

Lin Mei pointed at herself, "Give it to me?"

At a distance of three or four steps apart, Lin Mei walked over and took the soda bottle from his hand, saying thank you. The temperature was high, and a layer of water droplets instantly formed on the bottle.

Lù Qīngyái compared three fingers and said, "This number represents one hour of overtime pay, right?"