Chapter 21 Female ghost, really good
Knock, knock, knock.
A slight knock on the door sounded in the presidential suite on the top floor.
Jiang Ming opened the door.
The cheongsam ghost Qin Yue had already appeared at the door.
In addition to the cheongsam on her body, she also put on a coat, wrapping herself tightly.
"Come in."
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows.
He had just finished taking a shower, and a bathrobe was loosely put on his body, exposing part of his chest. He reached out and pulled the cheongsam ghost in, then slowly closed the door and pressed the "Do Not Disturb" button.
The cheongsam ghost's heart skipped a beat.
She tightened her coat.
Obviously, she was the fierce ghost, and her strength was many times higher than Jiang Ming, but at this moment, she was like a little sheep who had strayed into a wolf's den, feeling unusually cramped.
Her legs kept twisting, and the two legs wrapped in black silk were curled up and tightened repeatedly in anxiety.
"Manager Qin? What are you doing here? Let's go to the bedroom and do it on the bed."
Jiang Ming smiled.
He lay down on the bed.
He said lazily, "I'm ready. The rest is up to Manager Qin. Don't pity me. I can handle it."
After that,
He didn't move.
He tilted his head, revealing part of his handsome face.
A strong, young and handsome guy was lying on the bed, allowing a mature and strong woman to do it boldly, and saying misleading words. This scene was indescribably ambiguous.
If you don't know, you might think that the woman is on top and the man is on the bottom.
The cheongsam ghost's heart was pounding.
She couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
Young, rich and handsome, with a mysterious and powerful background, and the best strength among humans of the same level, such a perfect young man is lying in front of you. If it were any other female ghost except her, I'm afraid they would not be able to resist this temptation and choose to climb into the other's bed. Even if it was just a night of spring, it would be worth it.
If she could bind this man again, she would be like a phoenix flying up a tree.
Even she had some thoughts of taking less detours.
Soon.
She moved to the bedside little by little.
She stretched out her hand to Jiang Ming's arm and pressed it gently.
"Hiss..."
Jiang Ming groaned softly.
The sequelae of the second strike of the Thunder God Drum were fully manifested at this moment.
The soreness was like a social animal who had not exercised for many years, and suddenly ran three kilometers on a whim one day, and woke up the next day with sore limbs.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
The cheongsam ghost Qin Yue moved more carefully.
"A little."
Jiang Ming nodded.
His eyes rolled.
Suddenly, he said, "Manager Qin, do you know that there is a way in the human world to relieve pain?"
"What method?"
"Exchange oral flora."
Jiang Ming said meaningfully, "Experimental data show that kissing can promote the secretion of a large amount of endorphins in the human body. This is a very good anesthetic. The more intense the kiss, the more endorphins the human body will secrete, which is equivalent to a painkiller."
"And during the kiss, saliva will produce a large amount of antibiotics, which will paralyze the pain."
"So, may I ask, can Manager Qin help me? I'm afraid of pain."
After saying that.
Jiang Ming held the cheongsam ghost's hand, his eyes sincere and hot.
The cheongsam ghost was burned by this fiery look, and her eyes were erratic.
The great poet Lu Xun once said: I understand your pretentious reserve, and you understand my evil intentions.
"If it's just to help relieve the pain... this is my duty."
Her voice was not loud.
Hesitant.
When she was invited to enter the customer's room and was alone with a man and a woman in the same room, she had already made some psychological preparations. Now that Jiang Ming had even found a reason, her psychological defenses naturally relaxed.
The cheongsam ghost Qin Yue pursed her lips, her eye sockets slightly red, her head lowered, and her fingers intertwined.
Without saying a word, Jiang Ming held the cheongsam ghost's hand and gently pulled it, and a cold and soft body crashed into his arms.
The two looked at each other at close range, their noses touched each other, and their breath blended, and the temperature rose rapidly.
Jiang Ming's heart was beating.
The glorious deeds of the previous senior Ning Caichen flashed through his mind, and he secretly thought that the senior used to eat so well, and the female ghost was awesome.
Then.
Slowly lowered his head.
The lips responded.
First cold, then hot.
[Swallowing the saliva of a fierce ghost-level ghost, Yin force + 1. ]
Jiang Ming:? ! ?
The moment the fluorescent gray panel popped up, Jiang Ming was shocked.
He seemed to have discovered something incredible.
But at the moment, he had no time to care about these.
He only knew to absorb instinctively.
[Swallow the saliva of a fierce ghost-level ghost, Yin force +1. ]
[Yin force +1. ]
[Yin force +1. ]
[……]
A series of panel prompts were refreshing the screen.
Jiang Ming's hand could not help but climb up the waist of the cheongsam female ghost.
Then...
Press.
"Hmm..."
The cheongsam female ghost did not exclaim, but turned into a sticky nasal sound.
After a long time.
The two separated.
The cheongsam female ghost raised her head, revealing a drunken and red face.
A pair of ice-blue eyes became more and more transparent.
The seductive look was revealed.
Incomparably seductive.
Jiang Ming also had endless aftertastes.
Never expected that the taste of female ghosts seemed to be better than humans.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but kissing a ghost can stimulate his sense of taboo more than kissing a human.
Jiang Ming wants to try it again.
He reached over.
The cheongsam ghost girl seemed to be attracted as well, her eyes blurred, and she also reached over, running in both directions.
“We… are just treating, right?”
After taking another breath, the cheongsam ghost girl seemed to feel that something was wrong, and began to cover her ears and steal the bell.
“Yes, look, my hand doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Jiang Ming waved his sore right hand and kissed it again.
[Swallow the fierce ghost-level ghost sweat, Yin force +0.2. ]
…
The next day.
Jiang Ming walked down the stairs refreshed.
When he saw the cheongsam ghost girl, it was obvious that her lips were slightly swollen, rosy and shiny.
The moment the two looked at each other, the atmosphere fell into a brief anxiety.
An ambiguous atmosphere was born between the two.
The cheongsam ghost's face flushed, and she gently tucked her hair behind her ears, and said softly: "Mr. Jiang, how was your stay last night?"
"I am very satisfied."
Jiang Ming smiled.
Although he did not succeed completely last night, the progress was very fast. In a few days, he would be able to really taste the taste of a female ghost.
"As long as you are satisfied, you are the only platinum member of our Fusheng Hotel. Serving you well is our purpose. Do you want to have breakfast first? In addition to the banquet hall prepared for ordinary customers, Fusheng Hotel also has a VIP lounge specially prepared for members on the top floor."
"It should be working time now?"
"You are a platinum member, and the privilege is specially prepared for you."
"VIP lounge? I have to take a good look."
Jiang Ming became a little interested.
He had seen the ordinary menu of Fusheng Hotel, and the most expensive one was the sizzling beef at 1688.
At the same price, the increased Yin force should be about the same.
And he found out.
In addition to increasing Yin force, the food here does not have an increasing effect on the three attributes of strength, speed, and spirit.
VIP room, it should be different.
…
At the same time.
In the hotel.
Five players have arrived early and put on their work clothes.
Started a day of waiter work.
"Where is the Immortal Lord of All Laws? Is he not working?"
The second-generation rich man asked in confusion.
The schoolgirl reminded: "Brother, he seems to have earned a thousand ghost money on the first day."
"So what? He earned seven days' money on the first day, and he didn't work for the remaining six days? That's a full six thousand ghost money. He wants to give up this benefit?"
"But...didn't he just spend 40,000 ghost money to open a presidential suite for seven days yesterday? Maybe, he doesn't think it's a benefit?"
The second-generation rich man:...
Fuck
Damn rich people.
I will never forgive you.
At this time.
A female ghost waiter came over and pointed at the student girl and the rich second-generation youth, "You two have good looks. The VIP lounge is short of people now. You can go and fill in for a few days. Three hundred ghost coins a day."
"VIP lounge?"
"It's a special lounge that serves members. Those people are difficult to serve, but they make a lot of money."
"Can we not go?"
The rich second-generation youth said in embarrassment.
"No, this is a normal transfer. If you don't want to go, then resign."
"We'll go."
