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.

  ...

  Tuesday, September 17, 2024, Mid-Autumn Festival.

  The drizzle of light rain penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the streets of Mingcheng, slightly reducing the feeling of heat that still existed yesterday.

  "The city's meteorological station issued a level IV thunderstorm warning at 4:30 in the morning. It is expected that in the next 12 hours... citizens are requested to take precautions..."

  Han Yanqian, who was yawning, opened the door of the factory early in the morning and heard the broadcast on the TV. After the sound, I couldn't help but sneer.

  He really hoped that a thunder and lightning would strike him and forget about it. It would be better to give him some special powers like those written in urban novels, such as seeing through walls and walking through walls. That would be great.

  Now he is really fed up with this kind of life of muddling along, neither achieving high nor doing low.

  Han Yanqian's parents were both employees of a state-owned enterprise. Later, after the state-owned enterprise was restructured, his parents were laid off. Life was a bit difficult at first, until Han Yanqian's mother's distant cousin, Jiang Mo's mother, married Sensing the opportunity, Jiang Yunfei and Han Yanqian's father shamelessly asked to come to visit him. Under their care, they opened a car repair shop, and their family's life gradually improved.

  In the most prosperous years, earning 1.8 million a year was just like having fun.

  Han Yanqian used to drive not a BMW 525, but a Porsche Cayenne.

  Who would have known that something suddenly went wrong at Jiang Yunfei's side, and the number of customers in his factory suddenly dropped a lot. Coupled with the sudden wave of natural disasters, the repair shop not only stopped making money, but also entered a state of loss.

  The most ridiculous thing is that Jiang Yunfei even borrowed money from their family.

  Of course, Han Yanqian's parents didn't borrow it. Later, after Jiang Yunfei was arrested, the old couple secretly rejoiced. Thanks to their cleverness, they had already figured out what might be wrong with Jiang Yunfei.

  However, although the money was not loaned out, it still could not stop the repair shop from losing money. Later, Han Yanqian's father became ill because of this and had to leave the repair shop to his hands.

  Han Yanqian, a "gongzi brother" who spends his days drinking and drinking, has never done anything serious at the age of thirty, how can he know anything about business and management?

  But it should be said that although Han Yanqian didn't understand how to run a serious repair shop, he did understand one truth... No matter what kind of business he did in China, the word "human feelings" could not be avoided.

  If you understand the ways of the world, your business will go smoothly.

  So Han Yanqian was not in a hurry to start up the factory, but directly transferred the remaining hundreds of thousands to his own account, and continued to "live and drink" outside, but the people he made friends with changed. They have become those who have some status in the insurance industry and related departments.

  His move of "taking the wrong approach" really brought a lot more business to the repair shop.

  Although it has not reached its previous peak, it is now steadily earning a net profit of less than 100,000 yuan a month. In Mingcheng, it can be regarded as a middle-class person or above.

  But as he got older, Han Yanqian became dissatisfied again.

  The monthly income seems to be quite high, but it still feels tight... For example, he once tried to support a girl for 10,000 yuan a month, but was rejected by the other party.

  Damn it, a girl who graduated from a vocational technical school actually dares to ask for 20,000 yuan a month. Why does she have that!

  Although I'm a little ugly, I won't make it so difficult for you, right?

  Han Yanqian felt that three thousand yuan a night was not worth it, and if the other party refused to do it within a month, the deal would naturally be ruined.

  Just go out to a nightclub to pick up girls. There are so many silly girls out there these days. If you really want to get a girl, you will have to spend five or eight thousand to get her out in one night. Han Yanqian is really reluctant to part with this money.

  The 588 people in the pedicure shop are all a bunch of old ladies, and the experience is extremely poor...

  His current living situation is probably more than enough, with a decent income, but it is far from the kind of life he wants. Very far.  

  All in all...awkward. In order to earn this "hard-earned money", today is obviously the Mid-Autumn Festival when the whole family is reunited and everyone is on holiday. He has to come to the factory early in the morning because a customer who cannot be ignored wants to repair his car. He has to show up without showing up. .

  Ding dong!

  The phone suddenly rang. Han Yanqian dug out a pack of crumpled Chinese cigarettes and smoked one. He picked up the phone and looked at it, and was startled.

  The person who sent him the message was a girl nicknamed "Sisi". He still had some memories of this girl. She was Jiang Mo's former best friend. They met him in a bar not long ago, and the girl asked him about Jiang Mo. The current situation...

  Thinking of the "cousin" who blocked him, Han Yanqian's eyes were hazy for a moment, mixed with unwillingness to wait.

  He would never forget the first time he visited Jiang Yunfei's house with his parents and his surprise when he first met this distant cousin.

  At that time, Jiang Mo was only in junior high school, but he was already a beauty. When Jiang Mo was in high school, Han Yanqian's inner restlessness reached its peak.

  But he didn't dare to show it, and he could only vent his emotions through YY at unknown times.

  Later, after Jiang Mo's family went bankrupt, Han Yanqian felt that this was a perfect opportunity given to him by God, so he started frantically calling and sending messages to Jiang Mo, trying to possess her when she was at her most vulnerable.

  Han Yanqian thought he knew his cousin. She was very beautiful, but because she was so well protected by Jiang Yunfei, she was actually as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

  As long as he is shameless and uses some tricks, the chance of success is very high.

  Until that day, Han Yanqian, who had not waited for Jiang Mo's reply, went directly to the library to intercept her after inquiring about her whereabouts.

  Jiang Mo was really stupid and didn't know how to deal with his entanglement. He was about to take Jiang Mo into the car, but at the critical moment, he was ruined by the big boy sitting in the Alpha with a driver.

  Later, after hearing that Jiang Mo had been kicked out, he contacted the other party, only to find that Jiang Mo had blocked him...

  Only he knew Han Yanqian's anger.

  Just a little bit away, he can take that fairy-like cousin as his own.

  He couldn't even imagine how happy that kind of life would be!

  Han Yanqian didn't know what happened to Jiang Mo later, but he heard from another relative who also had Jiang Mo's WeChat account that he seemed to be doing well... Moreover, Jiang Mo had helped pay off all the debts Jiang Yunfei had owed. .

  Eight million!

  How could Jiang Mo pay it back on his own?

  There is no doubt that Jiang Mo has found a real big benefactor.

  This made Han Yanqian even more unwilling to accept it. Why was a girl like Jiang Mo, as cold as a fairy, just a money-worshiping MG in the end... Why couldn't he give out eight million!

  So when he met Sisi that night, Han Yanqian naturally opened his mouth and described Jiang Mo's "fall" heartbreakingly.

  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?"