Trafford's Trading Club

The hard-working servant girl was dragging something---it was a basket of bottled beer. She sank it into the lake for a whole afternoon, which made it taste cool.

This place was the area of detached villas, instead of row houses. Different kinds of villas had been set there alone.

Where they lived was merely a 3-floor building and looked hundreds of years old; but one would be amazed by the modern equipment inside.

It was a little bit large for two people.

However, Luo Qiu thought it was quiet enough.

An old man seemed to be waiting for something when they arrived, he handed over the keys, and then left by his old pickup truck without saying or asking any single word.

Unexpectedly, all food here was fresh.

Luo Qiu thought it was good to enjoy the last week of their travel at this place.

In this tiny house surrounded by groves and lakeshore...

The servant girl prized open the lid of the beer bottle, hops rose up in the glass. Everything in front showed a golden color.

Luo Qiu snapped his finger, then gramophone in the living room behind him automatically inserted a black vinyl. When the music started playing, he looked at You Ye, whispering, "Would you like to dance? I want to see you dance."

When the night fell, the light turned dim but stretched her shadow; and the place became even more quiet.

...

The off-road vehicle was running along the lake road. There were 2 pairs of couples---4 young people in the car. One pair was hugging and kissing in the backseat, and the two in front were talking to each other.

The two people in front seemed to become lovers recently... maybe the boy was too shy, he constantly peeped at the backseat from the rearview mirror; and when his girlfriend wasn’t looking, he always gazed at her legs or chest steathily.

The 4 came out for vacation—the idea was raised by the two at backseat.

’I wish I could...’ The boy quietly encouraged himself.

Suddenly, his girlfriend asked, "Are we going the wrong way?"

The driver cared his new girlfriend a lot--- She was his first girlfriend, so he cared about every word of hers.

The car suddenly stopped---He clicked on the mobile navigation, looking up to her and saying, "Seems we went the wrong way. Let’s go back along the same way."

The girl on the backseat whispered, "I’m hungry."

"This place looks OK, there is a small house near here." The boy on the backseat replied calmly, "We need some unexpected issues in our lives occasionally."

The girl in the front seat sighed, "I hope we won’t stay overnight in this car. And are you sure you can find food in this place?"

The backseat boy said with confidence, "I’m good at catching fish."

The girl in the front seat just rolled her eyes.

When he said, the backseat boy’s girlfriend looked out, and turned round, "There seems to be a house there, I see the lights. Maybe we don’t have to sleep in the car."

The driver quickly released the brake and said quickly, "Let me drive there to have a look!"

...

"Excuse me, anyone here?"

The SUV was parked in front of the lake hovel, the driver, Len, got off and shouted; however, they didn’t hear any response, so he had to shout again politely, "Excuse me, is anyone here?"

The boy behind Len was Branham, who was relatively careless. Now Branham patted Len’s shoulder, "Man, you should shout like me."

Then he whispered, "I think Ellie would prefer your skillfulness and decisiveness."

So Branham directly walked on the wooden stairs, patting the cottage door hard and hurriedly.

Bang bang, bang bang---!

Finally, Branham’s hand suddenly beat air, followed by his sudden retreat. At the moment the door opened, Branham was held in a trance; soon, he gave out a crisp and faint whistle.

An extremely beautiful woman with dark and charming blue eyes opened the door.

"Excuse me, what’s the matter?" The woman smiled and lightly said.

Branham suddenly felt he didn’t know how to reply her, as if losing the ability to speak. He thought he may be lost in her extreme beauty.

But he realized soon that he had a girlfriend, "We took a wrong turn and there are no other buildings near here. Could we stay here for a while? And it’ll be better if we can have some food."

As saying that, he hurriedly fished out his wallet from his pocket, "Of course, we’ll pay for it."

"Please wait for a minute." The woman nodded slightly, and walked into the house ---but she closed the door.

Branham was stuuned when watching this scene. He had to turn around to look at his companion and shrugged his shoulders.

Allie headed up to look at this cottage. The old architectural style, groves and the lakeside brought them back to several hundred years ago.

Suddenly she the biting chill of the night. Both her hands hugged each other and rubbed lightly; then she glanced at Len, who was looking down at the cellphone map.

She thought painfully, ’If this guy took the lead a bit more, the result would be better.’

Branham’s girlfriend suddenly walked to Allie, hand patted her back, and suddenly said, "Isn’t Len good? He’s an honest man."

"Gloria, if someone is too honest, I feel a bit..." Ellie stopped speaking, it seemed difficult to choose some words to describe the following meaning, so she couldn’t help sighing, and put down her hands, "Forget it, you will not understand."

As Gloria was about to replied, the door was suddenly opened again.

The incredibly beautiful woman appeared in front of the four again... the slight hint of smile didn’t change, as if a sculpture.

She said, "You can come in. The master said that you can stay here for one night."

...

"I’m Branham, and these are Len, Allie, and Gloria."

"I’m Luo Qiu, and this is You Ye, she works in my house."

But Branham remembered that this You Ye said ’master’--- after they entered this house, they realized it was not as poor as it looked.

They must spent them a lot of expense for the decorations. The ground near the lake was also probably very hard to be obtained.

From the fluent Russian of this young man with an Asian face...it was hard for him to distinguish which country he came from.

Wherever he came from, at least he was a very rich man.

"Sorry for bothering you, Mr. Luo Qiu." Len cautiously said.

Luo Qiu wasn’t a very hospitable person before; but now due to the job demand, he tended to communicate more with customers.

Two pairs of lovers drove to the countryside for their vacation on a weekend. It sounded like a very good way of life, right?

Young people are always talkative.

At the dinner table, Luo Qiu was listening to the two pairs of lovers, who starting conversing after staying silent for a while.

"China!" Branham finally learned about the motherland of the cottage owner, and couldn’t help sighing with emotion, "It feels like a mysterious country, I like mysterious places."

Luo Qiu didn’t answer until he cut a piece of potato and put it into his mouth, "Branham likes mysterious matters a lot?"

"I’m brave." Branham smiled, both his hands held the table, "I like both stimulating things and terrifying things. For example..."

Suddenly he stopped talking and checked around, looked he became cautiously. Then he lowered his voice, "For example, it is so quiet, and we just known each other just now. What if someone knocks the door right away? Is it a wonderful story?"

His girlfriend Gloria subconsciously touched the gooseflesh on her arms, blaming, "Shut your mouth! Can’t you read the atmoshpere?"

Branham shrugged his shoulders, "I just drew an analogy. Besides, how could someone knock..."

Right then.

Tap tap tap, tap tap... tap.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.