Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

Zhang Rishan, who was lucky enough to be spoiled by Qiuyue, felt his whole body stiffen. The moment Qiuyue threw herself into his arms, (abridged), the instigator was looking at him with tears in his eyes, her beautiful eyes full of grievance, and the tears dripping on her face seemed hot enough to burn him.

Zhang Rishan froze. He stared at her for a long moment, then suddenly relaxed and whispered, "Who am I?"

His response made Qiuyue, who was about to burst into tears, pause. She blinked and asked in a puzzled tone, "Zhang Rishan, who else could it be? You are Zhang Rishan from Changsha City, Adjutant Zhang~"

Zhang Rishan's pupils shrank, but he quickly suppressed them the next second. He lowered his voice and asked gently in a guiding tone, "What year is it this year?"

Qiuyue tilted her head and muttered, "It's not 1945, how come your memory is worse than mine?"

Zhang Rishan supported himself on the ground with his hands and slowly sat up, and Qiuyue also knelt down as he stood up, sitting on his thighs, her hands still hugging his neck, her soft and boneless body pressed against his arms as if she was very dependent on him. Zhang Rishan felt numb all over his body, and could only force himself to relax. The tattoo under his clothes began to appear faintly.

Zhang Rishan's eyes gradually darkened as he looked at the person in front of him whose face was flushed red from drinking. He whispered, "Don't you want me to be angry?"

Hearing his question, the girl with misty eyes nodded quickly and responded softly: "Yeah! Don't be angry, don't be angry~"

Zhang Rishan took a deep breath, raised the corner of his lips slightly towards her, and said, "If you don't want me to be angry, then tell me what happened between us before, and I won't be angry with you anymore."

"Really, really?"

The little girl tilted her head again, and Zhang Rishan nodded: "Really, I'm not lying to you."

After getting Zhang Rishan's promise, the little girl's eyes gradually brightened. She loosened her arms that were hugging his neck and tried to stand up shakily. Zhang Rishan subconsciously stood up and supported her.

After Qiuyue stood firm, she raised her head and smiled at him. Her smile was obedient, sweet, delicate and soft. Zhang Rishan's eyes became even deeper.

"You, look~"

After the little girl stood firm, the black cloak she had been wearing disappeared in the blink of an eye. Her graceful and enchanting figure was no longer obscured. Instead, she was wearing a beautiful, close-fitting cheongsam. She smiled charmingly, turned around in front of him, and said softly, "Does it look good?"

When the black cloak disappeared, the hidden beauty was finally revealed. Zhang Rishan looked at her and forgot his surprise at the sudden change of her clothes. He only felt as if something in his body was stirring wildly and making a lot of noise.

The seeds that had been covered in dust for many years quietly sprouted at this moment.

When he heard Qiuyue's sweet question, he subconsciously said softly, "Very beautiful."

"It suits you very well. You look good in this."

He heard his voice cracking slightly as he spoke, and the person in front of him immediately curved his eyebrows and smiled, saying, "Hey, you replied to me the same way back then."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Rishan clenched his fists and his face turned ugly for a moment. He said, "Aren't you going to tell me about the past? What does it have to do with changing clothes with you?"

Hearing this, the little girl withdrew her smile in confusion, looked at him and said, "This is the skirt you bought for me. Did you forget?"

Zhang Rishan's expression froze, and he said stiffly, "I remember. I just wanted you to talk about something else."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the person in front of him blushed even more, and shyness filled her beautiful eyes. She said in a soft voice with a hint of embarrassment: "Well, do you really want me to tell you about the other things?"

Zhang Rishan suddenly felt something was wrong, but he suppressed his displeasure and whispered, "Yes, I want you to say it."

The drunken girl's face was suddenly filled with shame. She took small steps towards him, her hands entangled in front of her body somewhat restrainedly. Her eyes drifted for a moment, and then, as if she had mustered up the courage, she raised her eyes to look at him and said, "Well, you, you took off your shirt before, when you were in my room, to show me your tattoo, and, and (deleted)..."

Zhang Rishan's breathing suddenly trembled and his whole body froze. He never thought Qiuyue would give such an answer.

When Zhang Rishan thought that it might be another him who did such a thing, he felt inexplicably angry and extremely unhappy. At the same time, he couldn't help but imagine the scene as she said, imagining her captivating eyes staring at his upper body, observing his tattoos, and even stroking them with her soft, boneless hands...

Thinking of that scene, Zhang Rishan tensed up in an instant, and the tattoo under his clothes really emerged visibly.

He felt his throat was a little dry, as if the wine he just drank had taken effect, and his whole body was feeling hot.

When Qiuyue saw the familiar black pattern on his collar, her wet eyes lit up and she subconsciously reached out to touch it. When Zhang Rishan saw her raise her hand towards his neck, he somehow did not dodge and let her touch his vital point.

"You, your tattoo is out again. I remember this place. At that time, I thought something had stained it, so I wanted to help you wipe it off. But after trying for a long time, it was still the same. I took a closer look and realized it was your tattoo..."

The little girl was already standing in front of him very close, the softness of her chest was lightly touching him. She grabbed his sleeve with one hand and gently stroked the tattoo on his neck with the other hand. She mumbled something with her soft lips and stood on tiptoe to get closer to look at the tattoo on his neck.

Zhang Rishan's fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was stiff, allowing her to get closer. (Abridged) The soft touch of her soft fingers on his neck brought a bit of itchiness and numbness, and wherever her fingertips passed by, it felt like fire.

His ears were already red, his breathing was trembling, his sexy Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse. He asked, "Do you like my tattoo very much?"

Hearing his question, the little girl smiled shyly at him, her voice becoming more and more shy and soft: "I like it. You said before that you would let me see it anytime I want, um..."

She seemed to be terribly embarrassed, so she withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and said in a smaller voice, trembling, "That's right, now, can you, can you let me see it again~"

Zhang Rishan's head seemed to buzz for a moment, and his breathing became uncontrollably rapid. He felt his whole body was numb from the gentle question, and the tattoo on his body was completely revealed and clearly visible.

It took a long time for Zhang Rishan to find his voice again. He heard his hoarse and low voice say this.

"Then you (largely deleted)

"Yue'er, Adjutant Zhang, who are you calling?"

Qiuyue was completely frozen, but Zhang Rishan seemed not to notice. He reached out and took one of Qiuyue's hands and kissed her fingertips gently. He looked into her eyes and whispered words that made Qiuyue wish she could dig a hole and crawl into it.

"Yue'er, you were drunk last night and took me (abridged)——"

"I, I, did I do it?"

Qiuyue opened her beautiful eyes wide, unable to believe the words. Her head suddenly buzzed, and her whole body trembled slightly. Zhang Rishan suppressed the smile at the corner of his lips, leaned down and hugged her again, lowered his head to suck another kiss on her neck covered with kisses, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, Yue'er, don't you intend to give me an explanation? Don't you want to be responsible for me?"

Fortunately, the live broadcast room is now muted, otherwise you would see a screen full of asterisks. You don't have to think about it to know that they are all insults to Zhang Rishan's shamelessness. It was clearly him who guided Qiuyue to do various things last night, but now everything coming out of his mouth is turned upside down. He is simply shameless to the extreme.

"me……"

Qiuyue's brain was still a little confused after being forced awake, and she subconsciously believed what Zhang Rishan said. At this moment, she felt like the sky had fallen and couldn't believe what she heard.

What did she do last night?! What did she do?! She actually did so many things! She even ate Zhang Rishan!

When Qiuyue thought about how she had harmed someone again, the tears in her eyes suddenly rolled down and she started sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhang Rishan heard her cry, which was completely different from before. He immediately threw away his original intention of questioning who Zhang Rishan was. He sighed almost helplessly, patted her back gently with his big hand, and said, "Don't cry, I won't ask. As long as you are responsible for me, I won't ask anything else. Don't cry."

When she heard the word "responsible" again, Qiuyue couldn't hold it in any longer and started crying uncontrollably. Zhang Rishan was really panicking. He quickly coaxed her, "Don't cry, Yue'er. You can tell me anything. Don't cry."

Qiuyue, however, could not hear his comfort at all. Tears as big as beans kept rolling down her cheeks. She cried so sadly that it was heartbreaking.

"Yue'er..."

Zhang Rishan was at a loss as to what to do. He thought he had gone too far. (Abridged)

This scene was really too irritating, but Zhang Rishan no longer had that charming mood. He leaned over and hugged her again, patting her back with his big hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you feeling unwell, Yue'er? Don't be afraid, you can tell me anything, it's okay, don't cry..."

Qiuyue was held powerlessly in his arms, covering her face with her hands, crying in confusion: "Wu, I, I, I'm sorry, I didn't, didn't mean it, wu... I really, really tried very hard, tried very hard not to harm others, wuwu... Obviously, there are so many people already, wuwu... Yes, I'm sorry, what should I do..."

Zhang Rishan didn't understand what she meant, but he kept comforting her, hoping that this little girl, the only one he had liked in decades, could calm down. Her crying made him feel as if his heart was being pinched and it hurt so much.

Zhang Rishan didn't understand, but everyone in the live broadcast room understood. They understood why Qiuyue was crying and why she was sad. They just felt heartbroken and wished they could go to her and hug her and comfort her. They loved her and waited for her willingly, wanting her not to feel burdened and just enjoy their love happily.

She always deserves the best.