C2

"Come, Xueying, let's go take a bath." Dad scooped me up and walked slowly to the bathroom.

From the first day I came here, I took a bath with my godfather. Even three years later, I still didn't understand the shyness and awkwardness a girl should have. While the two of them were soaking in the water tank, I was still playing with the water. Because my godfather used to take a shower, he would never go into the bathtub with me.

"Godfather?" I looked up at him and blinked my big eyes. In the steamy bathroom, my whole body was a blur of temptation.

"How about Xueying and I wash together today?"

"Alright!" I smiled innocently.

My godfather looked up and down at my small body, and finally his gaze fell on my small chest, which was rising and falling slightly. There was a burning passion in his eyes that I could not understand, and it made me feel scared. Are you going to eat me? I felt a chill run down my spine and I jumped.

"In the end, godfather just sighed and clicked his tongue twice." Xueying, you're so beautiful. "

He reached his hand out to my chest...

From then on, I didn't dare to bathe with my godfather anymore. My little body trembled a little whenever I thought about that night, and I didn't know why he would do that to me.

Did I infuriate Dad somehow, so he wanted to hit me in this weird way?

At the time, I didn't know that this was what it meant to be indecent. Fortunately, the most important thing for a woman was still there. But who knows how long it would last? I was lucky because I was too young.

I just didn't expect that after coming to this conclusion, not only would I have to come in contact with that frightening thing, I would even have to put down everything to do my best to serve it, and use all kinds of methods to make its owner feel happy. Slowly I began to understand that everything was not as simple as I had imagined. I was on the road to becoming what was called excellence.

The third floor of this building was where we lived together. Although we spent most of our time studying and playing together during school hours, the shy me didn't have much interaction with the other four sisters except that I was two years older than Linglong. Every day I thought about how I could see my brother more, so I spent a lot of time practicing dancing on the piano.

Most of the older sisters didn't like practicing the zither, because they were always very tired, their fingers would become sore and weak, and most of them would play with their beautiful faces in front of the mirror.

Linglong is a very beautiful girl, I really like her sparkling big eyes. We always practice piano together, but Linglong doesn't like to talk, and she is also a little afraid of godfather.

"Linglong, godfather is so good, why should I be afraid of him?" I kneaded my sore fingers and looked at Ling Long, who was practicing her finger arts seriously.

"Huh?" Linglong's lips pursed into a smile as if she was about to cry. There seemed to be a million things she wanted to say, but in the end, she just lowered her head and said, "Godfather is a bad guy. My father and I saw that my godfather and mother were in the room, and we started fighting. My mother pulled me away with her, and then, later on, my mother left me with my godfather. "

I saw that Linglong had an uncomfortable look on her face. Although I didn't understand what Linglong meant, but I could tell that Linglong and I were both children that both father and mother didn't want.

I didn't know how to comfort her, because in my mind it wasn't a sad thing to leave my parents. So even if godfather was a bit violent towards me that night, he still wouldn't refuse to give me food if he didn't hit me. In comparison, I still feel that godfather is a bit better.

At that time, how could I understand the bitterness of this world? I also didn't understand the vile nature of the things behind Linglong, but I simply felt that whoever was being bad to me was not good to me. Unfortunately, this was not a simple matter of right and wrong. There was no one who would treat you well or give it to you for no reason. They would either seek money, their bodies, or their emotions.

I pouted and picked up the Coca-Cola. Coca-Cola is a very rare beverage. Few people drink it at school, but godfather drinks whatever we want. Although I don't really like the taste of Coca-Cola, but when I think of my classmates looking at me with envy, I also began to accept this strange taste.

"Don't drink it." Linglong looked around to make sure there was no one else before she whispered to me, "Sister Yuqian, what did you throw inside?"

I put the Coca-Cola back on the table. Yu Qian was the oldest girl here, and she was already 15 years old today. She could be considered to be exceptionally beautiful. Her almond-shaped eyes, in particular, would always have a layer of red rouge on them. But I don't know why she hates me, is always against me, and often curses some very unpleasant words. The things I came into contact with were very complicated. Although I couldn't completely understand what she meant by scolding me, I could still feel that it wasn't good words to say to her.

At this moment, Yu Qian just happened to push open the door and come in. She was wearing a small, fashionable dress with a suspenders, and her face was painted with rouge. When she saw me, her eyes were filled with malice as she loudly cursed, "You little slut, get out of my way! I'm going to practice the zither! Since godfather is back, why don't you go and lick his butt?!"

There was only one piano in the room. Yu Qian came over and pulled me out of my seat. She was so strong that she grabbed my clothes and even pinched my flesh. I almost cried out in pain.

I stumbled and fell. Although it was painful, I didn't dare to refute her. In the end, I could only silently withdraw with Linglong.

Before closing the door, I glanced at the beautiful figure standing in front of the piano, and saw her fierce eyes flitting over me. I lost my balance and fell down. I am very afraid of Yuqian, because she is very painful, I believe that there is no one more terrible than Yuqian in the world.

I was carrying my bag to my afternoon class at the school when I saw my godfather on the phone on the first floor. Every time, my godfather would send me to and from school, so I would habitually wait for him.

"Yu Qian is already 15 years old. You can almost find an employer."

As soon as I heard the word Yuqian, my ears pricked up.

"But this price isn't right, I've already let her practice the piano." His foster father was sitting in his grandpa's chair with his legs crossed and a black briefcase on the coffee table.

"This girl is lazy from studying, and she even wants to climb up your high branch. She doesn't know what's good for her. She could not even compare to the eight year old Xueying. The few old men who have come to watch the show all had their eyes on Xueying. " "Don't worry, I don't need you to tell me what I should do. Hahaha, yes, you're right."

My godfather had been on the phone for a long time, and I didn't understand much of what he was saying. I just studied the smoke rings he was blowing out, and sometimes I could even spit out smoke rings in different shapes. He even extended his pinky to poke at the smoke that was still floating in the air. He found it extremely interesting.

When his godfather saw my little movements, he laughed out loud and put the remaining cigarette butt into my mouth, "Does Xueying want to try it too? "Come, come, come. Let's have a taste of this ecstasy."

A cigarette was stuffed into my mouth and I subconsciously took in a deep breath. In an instant, thick smoke filled my mouth and mouth, accompanied by an unpleasant smell. In the next second, my entire face was covered by smoke. I choked and coughed until my tears came out.

My godfather was even more happy to see me like this, and he couldn't stop laughing.

I reached out to wipe the tears at the corner of my eyes, then retreated two steps. "I don't want it, Xueying doesn't want this anymore. It's so uncomfortable."

He threw his cigarette on the ground and stamped his feet on the ground to extinguish the sparks on it. "Even if you want to smoke more, I won't allow it. I'll let you have a taste of it right now," he said to me.

I shook my head, wondering how I could possibly like this choking thing. I wouldn't touch it again.