Game Of Life System!

Chapter 297: Little Things

Chapter 297: Little Things

Zhou Wang's breathing almost stop, and it wasn't just Jiang Mo's soft call and her deep eyes that revealed some kind of longing. And when the senior sister lifted up her long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings at a certain moment and extended them along the smooth stockings, her eyes looked around and saw the edge of the moon that she had previously suppressed.

The translucent material of the stockings obscured everything, but Zhou Wang still vaguely saw a few bright red words -

"Zhou Wang's..."

Due to perspective problems, Zhou Wang could only see these three words.

But it was enough for him to think about it... in a second.

He rushed forward fiercely and complied with the senior sister's request.

...

Later, when that layer of obstruction was torn through, Zhou Wang finally saw three other words.

Stunned, Zhou Wang hugged Jiang Mo from behind, but Jiang Mo didn't give him a chance to ask. He just grabbed his neck with his backhand and blocked Zhou Wang with his hot lips. .

...

bite!

[Bound object Jiang Mo's spiritual desire, desire consumption funds have been distributed]

Ding!

[Bound object Jiang Mo's spiritual desire, desire consumption funds have been distributed]

Ding!

...

from midnight to three-thirty in the morning.

Over and over again.

Just an intermittent glance, a kiss, or a whisper can stir up a fire that can burn everything.

In the dim light of the moonlight, the shadows on the wall kept changing into sticky shapes.

Zhou Wang's physical strength once again experienced a major challenge.

But he didn't want to stop at all, and Jiang Mo was actually not relaxed either. From her sweat-soaked forehead, slightly white eyes, and the pained expression she showed from time to time, we could get some clues...

But more often than not, But it was she who used all her strength to pester Zhou Wang.

It was Zhou Wang who realized that if things continued like this, the senior's health might really suffer, so he used great perseverance to push away the senior who was still biting his ear.

The heavy breathing lasted for who knows how long. Zhou Wang, who had regained consciousness, quickly went to check on Jiang Mo's condition.

"I'm fine..."

Fortunately, although Jiang Mo was obviously very weak, he was still conscious, but it was definitely impossible to sleep on this dirty bed...

Zhou Wang looked at the soft and boneless senior sister He carried her into the bathroom, picked up the phone and called Xiao Dai and asked him to arrange for someone to clean it up. Then he returned to the bathroom and personally helped Jiang Mo clean up, who had no strength at all.

During the process, Jiang Mo kept looking at Zhou Wang with his dark but shining eyes, letting him move.

When the cleaning was gradually going down, Zhou Wang studied the words curiously, "Is this... a sticker?"

After confirming that it was a tattoo sticker that could be washed off, Zhou Wang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was occasionally a bit perverted, at that time he also I'm really excited...but I don't want my senior to hurt her body in this way.

"Well, I...ordered a book with your name in it."

Jiang Mo nodded, and in the lightest tone, he said the words that made Zhou Wang's heart surge the most.

After a pause, Jiang Mo looked up at Zhou Wang again, "Do you like it?"

"Yes."

Zhou Wang nodded without hesitation.

Jiang Mo's eyebrows softened, and Zhou Wang heard the system prompt for the nth time about "Desire consumption funds have arrived."

...

The night was already dark, and Zhou Wang, who should have been very tired, was inexplicably unable to sleep.

After the senior student he was holding gently in his arms fell asleep and even snored slightly, Zhou Wang turned over and sat up on the bed, lighting a belated cigarette for himself.

Interestingly, there was actually a "No Smoking in Bed" sign on the bedside, but after Zhou Wang checked in, an ashtray was indeed placed on the bedside cabinet.

As the smoke drifted away in the dark night, Zhou Wang took a brief look. Three times later, there was almost 10 million more in the city commercial bank account dedicated to the senior sister.

More than any night before.

Before tonight, Zhou Wang had not heard any prompts about the system for a long time since his senior came to Beidu. He only occasionally made some sporadic income when the two of them were video chatting.

If Zhou Wang was not sure before, it was only at this moment that Zhou Wang realized that the senior sister... really lived as if he only belonged to him!

Just like the description of the [Soul Greeting Card], she dedicated everything to Zhou Wang.

It's cool, but it's still not quite right.

How to solve it?

Zhou Wang couldn't think clearly for a while, but there was another little thing that needed to be resolved first.

Regardless of whether it was midnight or not, Zhou Wang sent a message in a certain group.

After venting his anger, Han Yanqian had almost forgotten the incident, so he was a little confused as to why Sisi suddenly contacted him at this time.

Sisi: "Brother Qian, can you do me a favor~"

Han Yanqian: "If you have anything to say, just tell me!"

Sisi: "Um...can I borrow 100,000 from you?"

Han Yanqian raised an eyebrow, but still She replied calmly: "Sisi, what kind of difficulty have you encountered?"

Sisi (voice): "Oh, I'm in a hurry anyway. Brother Qian, why don't you help me? I'll pay you back as soon as possible." La~"

Han Yanqian's heart trembled when he heard it: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but we are not familiar with each other, so what can I do if there is no guarantee?"

Sisi (voice): "Brother Qian, How can I let you suffer? Don't worry, as long as you borrow it, I will agree to your request!"

After saying that, Sisi also sent a photo. In the photo, Sisi was only wearing underwear. , showing off your beautiful figure.

Han Yanqian zoomed in and looked at it for a while before replying: "I can't tell if it's you in this photo."

Sisi paused for a while, and then sent another short video. Han Yanqian couldn't wait to click on it, and it turned out to be true. Sisi's selfie, posing and posing was very provocative, but what puzzled Han Yanqian was that although Sisi's foundation was very thick, he still seemed to see some suspicious bruises on Sisi's face...

But Han Yanqian obviously didn't care about this. He just typed again: "I still can't see clearly... Your underwear is in the way. How about you take it off?"

Sisi fell into silence again. After a while, finally After realizing something, Sisi sent a voice that contained anger: "Are you kidding me?"

"How can this be a joke? You have to be sincere to do business. Otherwise, let's meet first. You Are you in Mingcheng? I'll book a hotel and send you the address.

"I'm in Beidu now. How about... you book a flight for me? I really don't have any money..."

"Forget about the air tickets. How do I know if you will come to see me when you fly back, or... I will book a train ticket for you?"

Regarding Sisi's remarks, Han Yanqian sneered in his heart, what the fuck were you doing the last time I saw you? She is all dressed up in glamour, and the clothes she wears are more expensive than mine. How can she not even pay for a plane ticket? Who are you trying to coax!

Sisi fell into a long silence this time. After several minutes, she sent a voice message that lasted for sixty seconds.

As soon as Han Yanqian opened it, he was frightened by the sharp voice inside and his hands shook and he almost dropped the phone.

He didn't hear most of the content clearly. He only vaguely heard Sisi mentioning "Jiang Mo" and the last sentence, which was almost gritted teeth, "Han Yanqian, you will not die well."

When Han Yanqian wanted to reply, he found that Sisi had deleted him.

Just delete it if you want. Han Yanqian, who had a welfare video for nothing, didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage, but he was just a little confused as to why the other party mentioned "Jiang Mo".

Shaking his head, Han Yanqian lit a cigarette for himself leisurely, and watched the short video that he had saved on his phone again. Then he stood up and called the two repairmen who were already on duty to get ready.

After sitting for more than half an hour, Han Yanqian heard the sound of a car horn coming from the door of the factory.

Knowing that the customer was coming, Han Yanqian hurried out to greet him. Sure enough, he saw a silver Porsche 718 driving in. The person who drove the car was a driver he had met before.

Before Han Yanqian, who had put on a smile, could say hello to the other party, another car appeared at the door of the factory.

Han Yanqian was a little stunned, because the car was actually a white Lamborghini Huracan, also commonly known as Lamborghini "Maverick"...

The reason for his confusion was simple. A supercar like this with a base price of more than three million, There seemed to be no reason to be in a shabby little repair shop like his.

The owner of this Porsche 718 was half deceived by him because of the cheap price.

Lamborghini stopped for a moment at the entrance of the factory. You could vaguely see a young man sticking his head out to take a look at the sign of the factory. After confirming it, Lamborghini slowly drove in.

While Han Yanqian was stunned, another car followed the Lamborghini and drove in. It was a Lamborghini Urus, also a luxury car worth several million...

Behind the two Lamborghinis, there was a car that was vaguely full of people. There was a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle with people in it, and behind it was a medium-sized trailer, pulling a tattered Wuling Hongguang on it.

This battle made Han Yanqian a little confused, but in his heart, he had an inexplicable premonition.

Soon, Tang Yiming took the lead to get out of the stopped Lamborghini. He glanced at Lao Ruan who was getting off the Urus behind him, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile:

"Lao Ruan, I told you that I can do it myself. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ah, why are you joining in the fun with me if you don't go out to give gifts? "

"What if you can't handle it? You volunteered, and it will be embarrassing for us to follow you and embarrass ourselves in front of Brother Dog..."

"Shit, I can't handle such a trivial matter. It's all in vain that I got up at eight o'clock and started organizing things until now!"

When Tang Yiming was laughing and scolding, the owner of the Porsche 718 hesitated and said tentatively: "You are... Tang Yiming, Brother Tang? "

"Who are you?"

Tang Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked over.

"Oh, my father is Liu Guangrong. I followed him and had dinner with you before..."

The owner of the 718 quickly stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Oh, I'm a little impressed..."

Tang Yiming showed a faint smile and asked, "Are you here?"

"I'm here to repair the car..."

"Are you familiar with this boss?"

"Uh, not familiar or not. , I just met him not long ago."

"Then go to another place to repair it. The feng shui here is not good, and it is easy to cause problems."

"Ah? Hey!"

The 718 car owner was confused at first, and then his face changed slightly. Han Yanqian, who was still confused about the situation at a glance, quickly got into the car and drove away in the 718.

At this time, Tang Yiming turned around, looked at the confused and uneasy Han Yanqian, and asked with a smile: "Is your name Han Yanqian?"