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The female assistant then ran over with a smile to get a disposable cup, took the milk, and carefully took a sip.
It still tasted familiar. She hadn't had it for just one day, and she felt itchy all over, as if she were having withdrawal symptoms.
Su Jin found her expression somewhat amusing, then picked up her cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Chapter 180 Before Leaving [Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets]
Inside Lingyun's room.
Whether by coincidence or by cheating, the three female ghosts drew the same number of times.
The temperature inside the room suddenly dropped to a chill. The female ghost in the wedding dress slowly took off her clothes, sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only a thin bodice, and spread her legs in front of him.
The Mirror Dancer specially brought a mirror, and her ghostly form entered the mirror, draped in a light veil, and danced in the mirror.
The spirit of the pen was wearing the sexy lingerie that Ling Lan had given her. Her long legs were alluringly exposed in black stockings, and her breasts were almost spilling out of her bra with no covering at all.
Lingyun decided to leave the choice to fate.
He took out the dice and tossed them lightly.
1、2董小蝶，3、4张晓雅，5、6就是林晚。
He caught the die in mid-air, opened his hand, and saw that it showed a "6".
66 brings good fortune, and the Ouija board spirit takes priority.
Lin Wan lightly bit her fingertip, one leg on the ground and the other kneeling on the bed, her upper body parallel to the ground, swaying her hips as she turned to look at him.
Lingyun came up behind her, held her slender waist, and let little Lingyun slip into the warm area.
"Ugh~"
Lin Wan groaned softly. No matter how many times she experienced it, every time Ling Yun broke through, she would feel so comfortable that she couldn't speak.
Zhang Xiaoya in the mirror dances to entertain the audience, while Dong Xiaodie hums a lullaby softly beside her, creating an atmosphere that is both eerie and poignant.
Lin Wan was held by the man's hand, and she sang along as he thrust into her.
Ling Yun's movements were quite exaggerated, especially when he exerted force. His sculpted muscle contours made Xiao Die on the bed overjoyed, wishing she could immediately replace Zhang Xiaoya and taste her husband's whipping.
At first, Lin Wan was happy and cheerful, but gradually she stopped being so.
As Ling Yun's strength increased, even though he restrained his power, it was still not something a mere female ghost at the level of Fierce Fiend (Marrow Cleansing) could withstand, and she quickly collapsed.
She looked to Dong Xiaodie for help, but the ghost in the wedding dress did not come over immediately. Instead, she cast an inquiring glance at Ling Yun.
Only if her husband nods can this ghost bride come over.
Everything is decided by my husband.
"Come on, Wanwan is clearly not up to it."
Ling Yun straightened up, and Lin Wan fell completely to the ground, her whole body convulsing as if she had been electrocuted.
Lingyun took Xiaodie's hand, made her lie on her back, and removed her red bellyband.
Gazing at the beautiful flesh before him, Ling Yun lowered his head and captured her lips, then sheathed his longsword.
The moment they merged, Xiaodie felt a jolt, almost following in Lin Wan's footsteps. Fortunately, she had fought Ling Yun more times than the other two ghosts, and Ling Yun was very gentle with her. After adjusting her state, she cooperated.
Ling Yun rode freely on her body, the sounds of his slapping echoing endlessly, making Ling Lan, who was filming nearby, unable to stand still.
The mature maid knelt beside Ling Yun, pointing the camera at their point of contact, clearly recording the battle scene so that it could be used as material for reference and observation, in order to improve the skills of each woman.
Everything can be taken seriously. In order to please Lingyun, the women would review their own video clips and often hold meetings to discuss and summarize Lingyun's "weaknesses".
Based on current information, the young man's Adam's apple, chest, and back are all sensitive areas. Focusing on these areas will significantly enhance the experience and increase attack speed.
Of course, it can't be too much, otherwise the beauty who was hit by Ling Yun's full power might faint.
Having just fought a fierce battle with Lin Wan, and with Ling Yun not preserving his essence, he'll be close to death soon.
He held Xiaodie's two little feet and released her in a sudden storm.
The thick white liquid poured down on Lin Wan and Xiao Die, and Zhang Xiaoya could no longer dance, so she emerged from the mirror.
The Ouija board has its own advantages. Because it was strangled to death, its tongue is extremely long, making it particularly effective in the cleanup work.
"Husband~"
Zhang Xiaoya's softness, through the light gauze, covered Ling Yun's back. She kissed the young man's broad back, yearning for him to give her the source of happiness.
Ling Yun turned around, picked up her slender body, and made love to her in front of the other three women.
The two fit together perfectly, as if it were ordained by fate.
This is also what puzzles Ling Yun. Although the heavens always seem to be against him, the female leads are always on the same page with him, often reaching the peak together, and their measurements are always very precise. He really doesn't know if it's intentional or accidental.
He couldn't figure it out yet, but he firmly believed that one day he would be able to solve the mystery.
Chengdong Hospital.
Having just regained consciousness, Gu Yixuan had no idea what awaited him.
He chatted a few words with the bearded caregiver and learned about his current situation.
He didn't lose much blood, and the gas cylinder stab cleverly avoided his vital organs. He fainted simply because he was terrified by blood.
"Take good care of yourself and get well soon." The bearded man chuckled, covering his mouth, his demeanor and actions somewhat unlike those of a normal man. "When you're healed, don't forget to sign an autograph for me!"
"Uh, okay."
The mention of autographs has become almost a conditioned reflex for Gu Yixuan.
"You rest first, I'll go check next door. Just ring the bell if you need anything, I'll come over anytime."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
After he left, Gu Yixuan lifted the blanket, glanced at his bandaged wound, and gently touched the gauze.
Fortunately, it hurts a bit, but it's not serious.
I'm really lucky to be alive!
But where did Wei Lin go?
He reached for his phone on the bedside table, about to call the other party, when his male assistant rushed in, panting, looking somewhat unwell.
"what happened?"
"Mr. Gu, you're awake?"
"What's with that expression? Do you think I'm going to die?!"
"No, no!" Wei Lin waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of smiles.
Just as he was smoking at the stairwell, his agent sent him some information about Gu Yixuan.
If true, then Gu Yixuan's acting career ends here.
Looking at Gu Yixuan, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, he finally understood why Gu Yixuan had appeared there looking disheveled. His gaze towards him was filled with pity.
Gu Yixuan didn't think too much about it and was still somewhat bossy, ordering him around.
Wei Lin accepted them all, but his attitude was noticeably more perfunctory.
He initially chose to become Gu Yixuan's assistant because he saw a promising future in it. Now that Gu Yixuan has offended that important figure, he might be implicated in the future.
After Gu Yixuan fell asleep, Wei Lin intended to rest on the hospital bed, but was called out by his manager.
The agent glanced at Gu Yixuan on the hospital bed and lowered his voice: "You know who he offended. I've conveyed President Su's message. There are caregivers here, so you don't need to stay with him all the time."
After giving a few perfunctory instructions, he hurriedly left, leaving Wei Lin alone at the ward door, lost in thought.
Chapter 181 Yue Jia's Request
The holiday is over, and people are getting busy again.
The women gradually returned to their posts, only returning to the manor at night to make love with Lingyun.
That noon, Fang Muqing knocked on Ling Yun's office door.
Assistant Wu Qianyi opened the door and nodded to Fang Muqing outside.
The purple-haired beauty smiled back, lifted her plump legs from under her short skirt, and walked inside.
On the sofa, Ling Yun rested on Liu Ye's shapely thighs, while the dark-skinned beauty gently massaged his scalp.
"Sister Muqing, is there something you need?" Liu Ye asked softly, afraid of waking Ling Yun.
"Is he asleep?" Fang Muqing mouthed.
"Just fell asleep."
Liu Ye exuded a musky scent that Fang Muqing was familiar with, suggesting that the two had just had a major encounter in the office.
"Then wait for him..."
Before Fang Muqing could finish speaking, Ling Yun reached out and hugged her thigh, pinching her soft flesh.
Not only her, but all the women on this floor tacitly designated a corner of their offices as private dressing cases, filled with carefully selected "battle outfits." Every day after arriving at work, they would skillfully change into them, just to gain an edge in this silent competition when Lingyun passed by.
Fang Muqing did not back down. Instead, she knelt down beside Ling Yun so that his hand could continue to move upward.
Ling Yun touched a rope and was quite surprised: "You're actually wearing something like this underneath?"
"Isn't this convenient? It saves me the trouble of taking my clothes off!"
Fang Muqing gave him a flirtatious wink, and the young man's hand slipped inside, creating a splashing sound.
Her legs trembled slightly, and she could only hold onto his strong chest, her alluring face flushed.
Seeing that they were about to sit down next to her, Liu Ye was about to get up and move aside when Ling Yun kissed her again.
He licked her through her vest; though there was no direct contact, it gave her a unique sensation.
Both women let out soft moans, and Wu Qianyi, who was working nearby, became somewhat distracted.
Ling Yun released Fang Muqing's mouth and kissed her thigh, quickening his movements: "What do you want from me?"
"Yes...uh-ha~yes...Yue Jia..."
"Is the little cook looking for me? Or is she looking for Ling Lan?"
"No, it's...it's about you..."
Ling Yun climbed off Liu Ye's lap, pulled Fang Muqing onto his lap, and inhaled her mature fragrance: "I don't have Ling Lan's cooking skills, what do you need me for?"
"I don't know either. This girl is being vague, but she just wants to find you."
Ling Yun withdrew his hand, and Fang Muqing, her eyes filled with seductive allure, took his finger into her mouth and licked it clean.
Xiao Lingyun was poised to strike, and the young man held her tightly around the waist, heading straight for her.
Fang Muqing's eyes widened suddenly. This unexpected and powerful attack caught her off guard. She immediately clung to him and flew away as if on a vibrator...
The small courtyard that Yue Jia bought is not too far from the headquarters of Xinghe Group, about a 40-minute drive.
This place is located in the suburbs, but it has beautiful scenery and is full of pastoral charm.
Ling Yun never expected that there would be such a pleasant little town in the capital, with scenery almost identical to that around his manor.
At Yue Jia's invitation, he went to the banquet alone, without even bringing Ling Lan.
He is a martial artist at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm, and with the trump card of powered armor, there are few people in the world who can hurt him unless he is hit by a missile attack.
Upon hearing the familiar sound of a sports car engine, Yue Jia, who was inside the house, dropped what he was doing and hurriedly ran out.
"Chairman Ling!"
She smiled and wiped her flour-covered hands on her apron.
Both of them had seen each other with their bare bottoms exposed, so Lingyun didn't shy away from it and grabbed her small hand.
"What are you looking for me for?"
"Actually, I wanted Chairman Ling to try the dishes I made."
"Let me try it?"
Ling Yun was still a little puzzled: "Shouldn't Ling Lan be the one to do this kind of professional work?"
"I...I can't really explain it..." Yue Jia blushed deeply at his actions. "I developed a new dish for this competition, but it's always just a little bit off..."