The Relatable Bitterness Chapter 4

The four-day trip to Sanya seemed to make this little girl a little cautious.

The sun shines on the beach, making it a great place to feel the freshness of life and freedom.

I was sunbathing when I saw my little bodyguard coming over with some processed coconuts. The sunlight seemed to make her a little irritated.

She pulled her sunglasses down a little, and the tiny gap was enough for me to see her facial expression clearly.

At my signal, she placed the coconut on the table next to her.

From the corner of my eye, I saw her eyes glancing at me inadvertently, with a slightly surprised expression.

I changed my posture.

Sitting up from her original lying position, she seemed to have seen something again, and felt that it was something she shouldn't have seen. She was actually a little embarrassed and sat on the small stool next to me with her head down.

Oh, there's nothing you shouldn't see. I let her see it on purpose.

The weather is nice today and I am very happy.

"Litchi, are you counting the grains of sand with your head down?" I laughed at her.

"No..."

She looked confused, as if she was thinking about what to say and what not to say.

"Little Aria Li, you are unfamiliar with this place and you don't have much money. If I leave you here, will you be anxious?"

Flirting with Aria Li has become a daily task for me. I have said this forty or fifty times in the past three or four days. At first, the child would panic and say, "I believe Sister Jinjin is a good person."

Later, he simply said: "Ang, if the boss abandons me, there won't be such a good bodyguard."

It was indeed a child.

I laugh.

Ignoring her words, he said again.

"What were you looking confused about just now?"

She said: "These days I feel that it is not good to be working for my boss without doing anything and yet still getting paid a high salary."

As he spoke, he shook his head, as if she was not the one who was obsessed with money in the first place.

"So do you want to provide some special services?" I looked her up and down, finally setting my eyes on her hands.

The kitten's claws are well trimmed, and there are no sloppy nails. The fingers are long and have clear joints. She doesn't wear any accessories, so she looks good.

She let out an "ah".

Probably not understanding what I meant, she asked again: "What special services do you provide?"

I moved closer to her.

What lingered between her and me seemed to be the shower gel that this little girl used.

The pomegranate tasted greasy sweet, and the waves in my chest became more obvious with the amplitude of my movements.

I'm sure she can see it.

I did it so she could see.

Yes, check it.

I said, "It's nothing special, just go to bed."

I said this in her ear.

He smiled like a gangster.

It is said that bodyguards are extraordinary. His face was so red, but he still said righteously: "I am a serious bodyguard."

"I have strong business skills and can definitely guarantee the boss's personal safety."

I lay back down and put my sunglasses back on.

I couldn't stop laughing at her self-evident reaction.

Slow and leisurely.

After she finished speaking, I shouted again, "Hey, Litchi, your boss is a gangster, what should you do?"

She heard it but didn't answer.

Me: "It seems that you should protect yourself first."

"After all, I still like pretty little girls."

"Don't look so ready to die."

"At least I didn't force you to buy me flowers, or ask you to chase me, or buy me milk tea."

"I'm not like that. I usually just take care of my health."

"Your soul is free."

The last sentence obviously elevates this conversation to a sublime level.

Frankly speaking, at this time I really just wanted to tease her.

I have repeatedly stated that I don’t like the bully’s hard-on approach. Who likes to watch their partner being as rigid as a chastity memorial in bed?

I don't like it anyway.

After all, satisfying physical desires requires comfort.

When that happens, that person has to listen to me, and I don’t mind coaxing her a little under the bed.

After all, children, no matter who they are, have to be given some sweetness.

She suddenly looked serious and said, "Miss, we haven't signed a contract, so you are not my boss yet."

Quite a lot of tricks.

I guessed that she was a political student and had listened well to the lectures when she was taking her second degree in law.

It seemed like he was getting ready to run away.

I took out my phone.

She added: "Verbal contracts are sometimes not so effective."

Me: "There is no verbal contract, only the WeChat account of the milk tea man."

"For me, sometimes I don't mind doing whatever it takes to achieve my goals."

He smiled and told her with a hint of coaxing: "Your current boss is at least much better than that picky man, and he even takes you on a graduation trip."

"graduation trip?"

She was a little confused, but she was obviously surprised: "...Take me?"

Looking through the magazines, these male models have average bodies, not as good as Caleb Zhang.

Did he say that he wanted to apologize to me last time? It took so long that he kind of forgot about it.

When he spoke to Aria Li again, he was already a little careless: "Yeah, didn't you say that the college entrance examination just ended?"

"I thought you might need a gap month, so I planned to take you around the world. Since it will take some time to get your visa, you can stay in China for a few days first."

My confession made her even more confused.

She stammered, "Are these... employee benefits so good?"

I calmly sat up and approached her again.

Staring at the kitten's light brown pupils, he corrected her: "No, because I want to chase you. This is a sign of goodwill."

She blinked and looked away from me, then stepped back several steps with the bench.

"But we are all girls."

"It's because I'm a girl, not because you don't like me, is that right?"

I guess I found a loophole in the language.

She took a few steps back, and I was able to take a few steps forward.

I smiled: "Aria Li, you must have a crush on me."