Daqi felt a little sorry for Xiaoli now. He said, "Doesn't your boss care whether you live or die?"
“He can take the money, as long as no one dies, we have to do our best to cooperate with whatever perverted requests the customers make. Otherwise, we’ll be ‘laid off’,” Xiaoman said.
Daqi cursed, "Those perverts!"
Xiaoli smiled slightly and said, "Brother, how about something more exciting? No matter what you ask for, we sisters will follow your orders and cooperate with you."
Daqi rubbed his children's large breasts and said, "Brother doesn't like torturing women. I'd love to cherish beautiful women like you. I'm extremely disgusted by those perverted things, especially the perverted stuff from Japan!"
Xiaoman kissed Daqi and said, "Brother, you're such a good person. We believe good people will be rewarded!"
Daqi laughed and said, "Little sister's little mouth is so sweet. I love how you talk to me and make me happy!" As he spoke, Daqi stroked Xiaoman's bright red lips.
Daqi naturally disliked playing perverted games and even more so, he disliked torturing women. He always treated women, especially beautiful ones, with great care. However, he also possessed a self-taught, untrained set of methods for "disciplining" women. He thought tonight he was Xiaoli and Xiaoman's VIP guest, and they would grant him any request. Therefore, he decided to indulge himself in the bliss of having two women at once.
He made Xiaoli and Xiaoman kneel respectfully before him. Both women, their eyes sparkling with desire, smiled at Daqi while their bodies remained obedient. The two women were highly experienced in serving men. They used their small, cherry-like mouths to service Daqi's "source of pleasure." Their service was undeniably professional, with a clear division of labor. When Xiaoli used her mouth, Xiaoman attacked with her tongue. Conversely, when Xiaoman used her mouth, Xiaoli would lightly touch with her tongue. The two women's service, neither too fast nor too slow, neither too gentle nor too forceful, gradually aroused Daqi's desire. Looking at their two beautiful, fair faces and experiencing such professional oral service, Daqi felt a surge of pride as a man. He simply closed his eyes, breathing heavily, and focused on savoring this extraordinary pleasure. Suddenly, he felt something wet and soft lingering between his buttocks. He opened his eyes and saw Xiaoman still smiling as she used her mouth to stimulate his sensitive area, while Xiaoli had knelt behind him at some point, her playful little tongue exploring the pleasure between his buttocks. Xiaoli's tongue would sometimes lightly tap, sometimes lick and curl, giving Daqi immense pleasure. No wonder she was a 3000-yuan prostitute; she was so beautiful, had such a great figure, and was so skilled at pleasing men. Daqi felt incredibly lucky!
Soon, Daqi was lying in the bathtub. Xiaoman quickly grabbed a towel, folded it, and placed it on the back of Daqi's head, which was pressed against the edge of the tub. He was very touched; Xiaoman's service was truly meticulous. It's true what they say, "details determine success or failure." If he had the chance to go to a nightclub again, he would definitely patronize Xiaoman again.
After consulting Daqi, Xiaoli straddled him, her hands caressing his chest as she began to move her white body rhythmically. Xiaoli's eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted, and soft moans escaped her throat, her large breasts heaving gently. Xiaoman, kneeling outside the bathtub, embraced Daqi's neck and passionately kissed him. Daqi enjoyed himself for a while before stopping, letting his children dry him off. He decided to get into position on the bed and properly "discipline" these two professional women.
Daqi, with two tall, naked northern girls on either side, carried them to the large bed in the room. After Xiaoli put "protective measures" on Daqi, she and Xiaoman turned their backs to him and assumed a horse-riding position, their arms supporting their upper bodies, presenting their two snow-white, round buttocks to Daqi. Xiaoman turned to Daqi and gave him a flirtatious wink, saying, "Brother, come on!" Her tone was practically begging Daqi to hurry up. Xiaoli also turned and smiled, her beauty captivating, and said in a coquettish voice, "You can't be biased!" Daqi was already burning with lust from the two women, and hearing their words, he could no longer restrain himself. He immediately picked up Xiaoli's incredibly soft, snow-white buttocks and began to vigorously ravage this seductive woman. This seductive woman cooperated with the man as much as possible, letting out bursts of moaning. In just a short while, Daqi withdrew from Xiaoli and began to ravage Xiaoman in the same way. The man felt that Xiaoman's pert buttocks were just as soft, just as cute, and just as elastic as Xiaoli's. He absolutely loved those pert buttocks! Xiaoman closed her eyes and kept shouting and yelling.
In short, the two women used every possible position to please Daqi that night, and he enjoyed the pleasures of the world with them. He indulged his masculine passion in Xiaoli's daughter's "treasure" and in Xiaoman's fragrant mouth. Afterwards, he held the two women and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, when Daqi woke up, he found the two women still fast asleep. He checked his phone; it was already past seven. He knew he had to get going to Rongzhou with Wang Youcai that day. He quickly got out of bed and washed up. After cleaning himself, he hurriedly dressed and called Wang Youcai. He asked if they could leave, and Wang Youcai laughed on the phone, "Brother Tong, no rush! You must have been exhausted last night, having to finish the work for two women. I was hoping you could sleep in a little longer, but you're up earlier than me. Okay, we'll leave in ten minutes."
As Daqi was leaving the room, he glanced at Xiaoli and Xiaoman, who were still fast asleep.
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"So beautiful!" He kissed each of them on the cheek and left. Daqi accompanied Wang Youcai to the hotel reception desk to check out. He specifically instructed the receptionist, "Please come to my room to clean after 10 o'clock so my two friends can get some quiet sleep!" The receptionist smiled sweetly and said, "No problem, Mr. Tong!"
And so, Daqi sat in the front seat of Wang Youcai's beat-up Toyota again, and Wang Youcai drove straight onto the Longhai-Rongzhou Expressway, heading towards Rongzhou.
Today, the car traveled smoothly on the highway, and they arrived in Rongzhou city before 3 p.m. Wang Youcai parked the car in the parking lot of a China Construction Bank. Daqi accompanied him to the bank to withdraw money. Wang Youcai withdrew a total of 35,000 yuan, and he asked the bank clerk to divide the money into two parts: 30,000 yuan in a large envelope and 5,000 yuan in a small envelope.
As soon as they stepped out of the bank, Wang Youcai's phone rang. He answered it; it was Zhang Qingsheng calling. Zhang was asking for Wang Youcai's exact location, saying he was almost at the home of Yang Weijin, the deputy director of the Transportation Department. Wang Youcai said he would be at Director Yang's house in fifteen minutes.
Daqi and Wang Youcai got back into the car and headed towards Yang Weijin's house. On the way, Wang Youcai told Daqi to take the large envelope and also gave him the small envelope, asking him to keep it safe.
Wang Youcai said, "Brother Tong, keep this five thousand yuan safe, just in case you need it on the way. Remember to get an invoice after you pay. Give me the rest of the money when you get back to the construction site. You can cover my expenses along the way."
Daqi took the money and said, "Okay!" He put the small envelope in the inner pocket of his jacket.
Soon, they arrived at Yang Weijin's house. Daqi got out of the car and looked around at the exterior of Director Yang's house; it was quite ordinary. He carried the large envelope containing 30,000 yuan and followed Wang Youcai into Yang Weijin's house.
Chapter Forty-Four: The "Flirtatious Fox" Phone Call
Wang Youcai rang the doorbell, and a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old opened the door. The girl was quite pretty, with delicate features and a pure, innocent look. She was also tall, with a thick braid and an apron around her waist. "She must be Director Yang's nanny," Da Qi thought. "This girl is quite cute, the sweet type."
The little girl asked Wang Youcai, "Who are you looking for?"
Wang Youcai smiled and said, "Is Director Yang home? I'm Old Wang from the Longhai construction site. I made an appointment with him."
The little girl blinked and smiled, "Oh, he's waiting for you in the living room! Please come in, please come in!" With that, she welcomed Daqi and Wang Youcai into the house.
As soon as Wang Youcai entered the house and saw Yang Weijin, he bowed and said with a smile, "Director Yang, I've come to see you!"
Yang Weijin immediately replied with a smile, "Little Wang, I've been waiting for you for quite a while. Please sit down! Sweetie, quickly serve the guests tea!" Only then did Daqi realize that the little girl's name was Sweetie. Sweetie, Sweetie, she was indeed quite sweet-looking.
Yang Weijin gestured for Wang Youcai and Daqi to sit on the sofa in the living room. A moment later, Tianniu brought them two cups of hot tea.
Yang Weijin was a government official in his fifties—the deputy director of the Transportation Department of Binhai Province. He wore glasses and looked quite refined. The decoration of his home was also very ordinary; in Daqi's opinion, it was not as unique as Qianru's home, and it was even less comparable to Chunxiao's.
Yang Weijin: "What? Manager Zhang isn't here? And who is this—?" He asked Wang Youcai about Daqi.
“My assistant, Xiao Tong!” Wang Youcai said with a smile.
"Hello, Director Yang!" Daqi greeted Yang Weijin proactively.
Yang Weijin chuckled and said, "So young and already working as our Boss Wang's assistant? You're truly a promising young man!"
Daqi chuckled and replied, "Not at all, I'm just doing some errands for Boss Wang."
Yang Weijin: "These days, isn't everyone the same? Take me, for example, someone who works for the government. My annual income is far less than that of you contractors, haha!" Yang Weijin laughed.
Wang Youcai: "How can we compare to you, Director? We are just rough men who don't know anything. We will need your guidance in the future."
Yang Weijin waved his hands repeatedly and said, “You don’t understand! Take us government officials for example, we only get a fixed salary all year round. Unlike you self-employed people or contractors. Take you, Xiao Wang, for example, you can easily make several million yuan from a single project. Comrade Xiaoping said, ‘Let some people get rich first’! You are one of those people who got rich first. Compared to you, I’m just a poor scholar. And now, my mother is sick and I’m having terrible headaches.”
Wang Youcai smiled and said, "Director Yang, we've come today specifically to visit your elderly mother! This is just a small token of our respect as her younger relatives, some fruit we bought for her while she's sick. It's nothing much, but please, Director Yang, be sure to give it to her for me!" With that, Wang Youcai took the large envelope containing 30,000 yuan from Daqi and handed it to Director Yang. Yang Weijin took the envelope and called out, "Sweetie, come here for a moment. Take this for the old lady and bring it to my bedroom." Sweetie replied, "Okay," and came out of the kitchen to take the envelope.
Yang Weijin turned to Wang Youcai and said, "On behalf of my mother, thank you, Xiao Wang. You are such a thoughtful person!"
Just then, the doorbell rang, and Wang Youcai said with a smile, "It must be Manager Zhang!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Weijin personally got up and went to open the door for Zhang Qingsheng. He welcomed Zhang Qingsheng into the house, and Zhang was carrying a large envelope.
Zhang Qingsheng: "Director Yang, your mother is quite ill. This is just a small token to buy some tonics for her. Please accept it on her behalf!"
Yang Weijin: "Thank you, thank you! You and Xiao Wang are both very kind! Please sit down, please sit down!" He gestured for Zhang Qingsheng to sit down, handed the large envelope Zhang had given him to Tianniu, and instructed Tianniu to serve tea to Zhang Qingsheng.
Just then, an old woman came out of a room. She had a full head of white hair and looked to be in her eighties. Tianniu immediately went up to the old woman and said, "Grandma, please stay in your room for a while. We have a guest!"
The old lady complained, "Why are there so many guests these days? I've been cooped up in my room for days, I'm so bored. Sweetie, come with me for a walk. Are you trying to suffocate me?" Sweetie looked at the old lady and then at Yang Weijin, her face innocent, but her eyes betrayed her deep panic. Clearly, the young girl didn't know how to handle the situation.
Yang Weijin spoke up again: "Girl, why don't you take the old lady out for a walk? Take my phone with you too, and take her out for a stroll. I'll call you back on my cell phone."
Sweetie then took Yang Weijin's phone and put it in her pocket, before leading the old lady out of the room. As the old lady was leaving, she said, "Slow down, slow down, don't let me fall..." Clearly, Sweetie's movements were a bit larger than the old lady's.
After watching the old lady and Tian Niu leave, Yang Weijin's face was extremely embarrassed and ugly. Da Qi could see how helpless Director Yang was at this moment... So his mother wasn't sick after all! Wang Youcai had told him on the way here that Director Yang's mother was still receiving intravenous drips yesterday, so how could she be out for a walk today? An eighty-year-old woman, is that possible? To be honest, Da Qi laughed inwardly at Yang Weijin for not even being able to perform the lying act that government officials are best at! He was just trying to extort money from Wang Youcai, Zhang Qingsheng, and many others. Yang Weijin was a "coward," his level of deception was only at a "rookie" level, disproportionate to his official position. But so what? Whether it was Wang Youcai, Zhang Qingsheng, or anyone else, they all respectfully sent money to his home—and they did so very "willingly"! Because from beginning to end in Yang Weijin's home, the two of them were all smiling, without the slightest resentment, not even the slightest hint of it!
Daqi estimated that the money in the envelope Zhang Qingsheng gave to Yang Weijin was the same as Wang Youcai's—30,000 yuan. If Ma Qinglian "won" 100,000 yuan from them playing mahjong, then Yang Weijin directly asked them for 60,000 yuan. The "productivity" of officials in this world is truly too high; they can easily generate tens of thousands of yuan in net income for themselves in a short time!
Daqi and his two companions stayed at Yang Weijin's house for a little while longer before getting up to leave. After leaving Yang Weijin's house, Zhang Qingsheng said to Wang Youcai, "Finally, this accident is under control. Old Wang, be careful on the construction site from now on, don't cause any more accidents." Wang Youcai laughed, "Of course, of course, don't worry, Manager Zhang!" After saying that, Zhang Qingsheng drove back to the Longhai Kuzhishan Tunnel project site alone. Daqi and Wang Youcai ate at a restaurant in Rongzhou before driving back to the construction site. Fortunately, they arrived back around midnight. Daqi went straight to his room and fell asleep immediately. He was exhausted from driving long distances for the past few days!
Over the next few days, he assisted and guided Wang Youcai's construction team in the specific operations of tunnel excavation. These days were incredibly boring; he marked each day as it passed, and once he had thirty, he would immediately return to Rongzhou to find Wen and Ping. Besides missing Wen and Ping, he also missed Qianru and Chunxiao. Of course, he would never forget his nearly sixty-year-old mother at home. These days, when he had nothing to do in the evenings, he called them one by one. But what good were all those phone calls? They couldn't alleviate the pain of longing. The thing that made Daqi happiest was that "Fairy" Qiwen told him that she and Muping had started working at a fashion company, and they had already rented a place and hoped Daqi would return to Rongzhou soon.
Wen, my dearest woman, I, Tong Daqi, always want to be by your side! Daqi called out to Qiwen in his heart, hoping she could hear him!
One morning, Daqi was instructing the migrant workers inside the tunnel on how to reinforce the tunnel's protective works. Suddenly, a young migrant worker, a seventeen-year-old boy named Xiao Zhang from Anhui, ran over.
Xiao Zhang said to Da Qi, "Tong Gong (a respectful term for technicians on construction sites; if the surname is Zhang, he's called Zhang Gong; if the surname is Li, he's called Li Gong; if the surname is Tong, he's called Tong Gong—author's note!), Boss Wang is looking for you. He wants you to go to his office quickly!"
It turned out that Wang Youcai was looking for him, so Daqi quickly walked out of the tunnel and headed towards his office. As soon as he entered the office, he saw Wang Youcai answering a phone call.
"He's here, he's here. No problem, no problem!" Wang Youcai was on the phone with someone when he saw Daqi and handed him the phone, saying, "Zeng Xiaoli is looking for you, it's urgent."
What? The stunning woman he often thought about—"Flirtatious Fox" anchor Zeng Xiaoli—was contacting him? No way! Daqi's eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Youcai as he took the phone with a face full of doubt.
Chapter Forty-Five: A Beauty That Could Topple Kingdoms
"Hello, this is Tong Daqi..." As soon as Daqi opened his mouth, an extremely pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone. The voice was very sweet, and the pronunciation of Mandarin was very clear.
"Hello, is this Xiaotong?" Zeng Xiaoli said on the phone, "Do you remember me? You were the one who taught me how to play mahjong last time!"
"Oh, Madam! Of course I remember, of course I remember! Did you need something from me?" Daqi said happily.
“I’ve already spoken with Boss Wang. Your boss will take you to Longhai TV Station later. I have a favor to ask! Please help me! Anyway, let’s talk about it in person; it’s hard to explain over the phone. Come to the TV station right now!” Xiao Li said.
Daqi readily agreed to Xiaoli's request and hung up. Wang Youcai immediately had Daqi get into his Toyota and drove towards Longhai TV Station. In the car, Daqi asked Wang Youcai what Xiaoli wanted to see him about. Wang Youcai said he had just received a call from the mayor's wife. He briefly explained what had happened.
A few days ago, Wang Youcai went to Zeng Xiaoli's house to discuss some matters with Ma Qinglian. Because Ma Qinglian remembered Daqi very well, he asked Wang Youcai, "Why didn't your assistant, Xiaotong, come along?" Wang Youcai said Daqi was busy at the construction site. Mayor Ma asked Wang Youcai where Daqi was from, and Wang Youcai said, "He's from Changqing in Binhai." Ma Qinglian casually praised Daqi, saying, "A Hakka who's quite well-educated!" Since Changqing is one of the central cities of Hakka culture, and Ma Qinglian was, after all, a Chinese literature graduate, he had some understanding of Hakka culture.
Ma Qinglian's remark about Daqi being a Hakka person would have been fine, but it touched a nerve with Xiao Li. It turned out that Longhai TV had recently launched a cultural program called "A Visit to the Folk Customs of Binbei." The program focused on the daily lives and customs of ordinary people in northern Binhai Province. After its broadcast, the program received a very enthusiastic response from viewers and was highly praised. However, this program was actually planned by another beautiful anchor at the TV station, Jiang Qingqing. Jiang Qingqing, who had always been the station's second most beautiful anchor, ranking below Zeng Xiaoli, had always been dissatisfied with Xiaoli, openly and subtly competing with her. Since the program received widespread acclaim, Jiang Qingqing had frequently boasted about her abilities to Xiao Li.
Xiao Li was quite competitive. She was racking her brains trying to come up with a good program to overshadow Jiang Qingqing. Xiao Li knew very well that Binhai Province was divided into four parts: Bindong, Binxi, Binnan, and Binbei, all of which were heavily influenced by local dialects. Jiang Qingqing was from Binbei and was very familiar with programs about Binbei, communicating with the locals without any problems. Xiao Li really wanted to do a program about the folk culture of Binxi, because Binxi was a famous center of Hakka culture. However, she herself was a girl from Harbin and didn't understand southern dialects at all, and her knowledge of Hakka culture was only a little bit. Creating a good program about Binxi was no easy task. She asked Ma Qinglian what to do, not for any particular reason, but just to vent her anger in front of Jiang Qingqing. Ma Qinglian said it would be best to find a native Hakka person from Binxi to be the tour guide, which would make the program much smoother and give her a better idea of what to do. Since Longhai was located in the southern part of Binhai, it didn't have jurisdiction over Binxi administratively. Therefore, Mayor Ma couldn't help Xiao Li through direct administrative means. He was considering sending an official letter from the Longhai Municipal Government to a city or county located in Binxi, asking the relevant local government to do Xiao Li a favor. However, Ma Qinglian also considered that this move would be too much of a hassle. Moreover, without the intervention of the provincial government, the efficiency of the relevant local government in handling matters when they are not administratively subordinate to each other is a considerable question. Because even with a subordinate relationship, government efficiency is not high, let alone without a subordinate relationship.
This really worried Xiao Li. Luckily, when she heard Ma Qinglian say that Xiao Tong was Hakka, a brilliant idea struck her: why not have Da Qi be her tour guide to gather material on Hakka customs? Xiao Li immediately shared this idea with Ma Qinglian. Mayor Ma readily agreed. He told Xiao Li, "I guarantee this young man will definitely be able to help you! You just need to bring a cameraman, because this young man's writing skills are definitely no less than any reporter in your station. You two can handle the written materials yourselves; that way, efficiency will be high!"
Daqi finally understood after hearing Wang Youcai's explanation that the beautiful anchorwoman had asked him for help with this matter. He was overjoyed to help the beautiful woman. Firstly, he would have the opportunity to spend time with the stunningly beautiful anchorwoman he had been longing for; secondly, he could contribute to promoting the Hakka culture of his hometown and increasing the visibility of Changqing County. Regarding the second point, he was very grateful to Zeng Xiaoli. Although Changqing was a major center of Hakka culture—a cultural city with a thousand-year history—outsiders knew very little about it, mainly due to its lagging economic development in recent years. Now, he had the opportunity to showcase his hometown to people with better economic conditions.
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For the much more developed people of Longhai, and indeed the entire coastal region, Daqi was naturally more than willing to help Xiaoli. Secondly, he, Tong Daqi, was willing to help Xiaoli without taking a single penny from Longhai TV. However, regarding the first point—the opportunity to be with a beautiful woman—he, Tong Daqi, was even more willing to go to great lengths for Xiaoli, because he would have the chance to get close to this alluring woman—"The Seductive Fox."
The thought of spending time with a beautiful woman and having the opportunity to go back to his hometown and visit his mother filled Daqi with joy and excitement. He couldn't be smug!
The car finally arrived at the gate of Longhai TV Station. The beautiful anchorwoman, Zeng Xiaoli, was already waiting for Daqi at the gate. Wang Youcai didn't even get out of the car; he only greeted Xiaoli briefly from inside before hurrying back to the construction site. The site couldn't do without him. He told Daqi, "Just do your job well for Madam. Don't worry about the construction site; I'll still pay you your wages." Daqi didn't want Wang Youcai's wages, but at this moment he didn't want to reveal that he would leave the construction site. He simply nodded to Wang Youcai to reassure him. Wang Youcai smiled and drove away.
Xiao Li looks so beautiful today! She's wearing a red women's suit jacket over a white round-neck blouse, paired with black skinny trousers and red high heels. Xiao Li's figure is curvaceous and shapely. This outfit makes her look both dignified and elegant, yet undeniably sexy and alluring. The suit vividly accentuates her slender, rounded shoulders, high, firm breasts, shapely hips, and long, straight legs. She's practically demonstrating to men the true meaning of beauty and a perfect figure.
Xiao Li wore a light touch of makeup today. Beneath the subtle eyeshadow were her dark, bright eyes; beneath the thin layer of powder was her delicate, fair face; and beneath the red lipstick were her vibrant, petite lips—she was a stunningly beautiful angel! The beauty I usually only saw on television was now vividly before my eyes. If "Fairy" Qi Wen could be described as a perfect 100, then Xiao Li was on par with Mu Ping, deserving a 98—absolutely breathtakingly beautiful!
Upon seeing Daqi, Xiaoli smiled sweetly and extended her right hand to shake his hand in greeting. Daqi returned the greeting, saying, "Hello, Madam!" He thought to himself, "This woman's demeanor is truly generous and magnanimous!"
"Xiao Tong, when we're at the station and working, don't call me 'Madam.' Just call me Xiao Li. I'm only 3 or 4 years older than you. Calling me 'Madam' makes me sound old. You can also call me Sister Xiao Li," Xiao Li said with a smile.
Daqi smiled and nodded, saying, "Then I'll call you Sister Xiaoli from now on. You always give people a very approachable feeling. I watch you on the news on TV every day."
Zeng Xiaoli giggled when she heard Daqi's words, revealing her pearly white teeth that shone like diamonds. She smiled and said, "I'll need your help this time, sister. Let's go to the office and get things organized first. From now on, I'll call you little brother."
Daqi was overjoyed. Xiaoli led him into the Longhai TV station building. They took the elevator to Xiaoli's office—the chief editor's office of Longhai TV station. Daqi thought the overall decoration and office environment of the TV station were truly beautiful; they could be described in four words—magnificent and opulent.
Chapter Forty-Six: The Allure of a Beauty
As soon as Xiao Li entered the office, she quickly gathered a stack of materials and packed them into two file folders. She asked Da Qi to carry the folders while she told her colleagues she was going to Binxi for 15-20 days of interviews. She instructed them to handle all the station's work matters for her during her trip. Her colleagues readily agreed and reminded her to be careful on the road. Xiao Li thanked them all. Then, Xiao Li led Da Qi out of Longhai TV Station.
Xiao Li: "You'll stay at my place tonight. Tomorrow morning, we'll head to your hometown, Changqing, with Mr. Lai from the TV station, who's also the cameraman. Mr. Lai is also the driver, so he'll pick us up. But there's something I'm really sorry about, little brother!"
Daqi: "Sister Xiaoli, what's wrong?"
Xiao Li: "You'll have to make do for a bit; you'll have to sleep on the sofa in my living room tonight."