Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

Zhang Xian took the woman upstairs and opened the third room on the second floor.

It's a very small suite with a bed right at the entrance and then the bathroom.

I lowered my head to take a look at the woman's condition. She wasn't in good condition at all. Her face was flushed and her eyes were seductive.

"It looks serious, what should I do?"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xian carried the woman into the bathtub: "Don't move, I'm helping you."

I don’t know what kind of medicine those people fed her, but the effect was so strong that she kept rubbing it on Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian had no choice but to keep the woman pressed into the bathtub, then took the shower head and filled the bathtub with water.

Zhang Xian felt that the symptoms of these medicines were somewhat similar to those of his fellow Taoists: redness all over the body, sexual excitement, and loss of reason.

I remember seeing in a movie that soaking in ice water is helpful for this situation.

After all, it's just the boiling blood. It should be fine if I cool down.

So Zhang decided to give it a try.

"Hmm...it hurts so much..." The woman really wanted to get out of the bathtub, but Zhang Xian's force was too great.

No matter how she struggled, it was useless, Zhang Xian's hand was still firmly pressed on her chest.

The shower was turned on, and the weak water flow divided into more than ten small streams, pouring on the woman.

The clothes stick to her body, revealing the woman's enchanting curves.

Zhang Xian's mouth was dry after watching this, and his little brother was not behaving himself either.

Zhang Xian forced himself to suppress this feeling and spent more than ten minutes before he filled less than half a tank of water.

And the effect is not very good.

"Ice water, ice cubes..."

Zhang Xian thought that it was probably because of the lack of ice.

He closed the bathroom door, went downstairs, and quickly said to the front desk, "Go buy a few bags of ice. The more the better."

The woman at the front desk looked at Zhang Xian who suddenly rushed down from upstairs and glanced outside the door in confusion.

There was no police coming to cause trouble, so why did he suddenly run out?

The receptionist looked at Zhang Xian's wet clothes and couldn't help thinking, "The battle was very intense, the clothes are in this state..."

The receptionist was still guessing what Zhang Xian and his female companion were doing and did not respond.

Zhang Xian shouted again, "Go quickly, or give me back the tip."

When the woman at the front desk heard that Zhang Xian wanted to get the tip back, she instantly perked up and was no longer slow to react.

"Boss, these are ice cubes, right? Do you think these will work?"

The woman opened the freezer behind the front desk and pulled out a bag of ice.

Zhang first took a look, then reached out and took it: "Any more? Take as many as you can."

The front desk clerk immediately took out three more bags and then said they were out of stock.

"Boss, it's really gone."

Zhang first took a quick look and then went upstairs.

Leaving behind a reluctant and somewhat aggrieved front desk clerk.

The receptionist looked at the corner of the stairs and whispered, "Really? Playing Ice and Fire doesn't require this much..."

"When you're done, I'll sell it to other customers later... I have money to show off..."

Upstairs, in the bathroom, the woman in red climbed out of the bathtub, and Zhang Xian pushed her back in.

Then he poured all four and a half bags of ice on the woman.

Stimulated by the ice water, the woman wanted to run out of the bathtub, but Zhang Xian held her firmly.

Ten minutes later, the woman's reaction was no longer so intense.

"Take your hands away!" said the woman lying in the bathtub coldly.

"How are you?"

Zhang Xian was somewhat surprised to see the woman recover.

The woman looked at Zhang Xian's wet clothes, and then thought about what had happened before and her current situation.

Combine the fragments in your mind.

The woman probably remembered something and realized that the man in front of her was helping her before.

"Yeah. So can you take your hands off now?"

Zhang Xian retracted his claws, and then explained: "Well, you were too enthusiastic just now, I can only control you temporarily."

Because she was in ice water, the woman's face was completely bloodless and looked a little pale.

The woman's voice was also very cold at this time. She introduced herself: "My name is La Jiao, and my full name is Ren Xiu Li."

"Chili? She is indeed very beautiful. But there is no need to mention her in particular, right?"

La Jiao was stunned for a moment, then said: "Thank you, but my last name is Ren, and Xiu Li is my name."

"If it's okay, I hope you call me Chili."

Zhang Xian could tell that Miss Chili didn't like his Chinese name very much.

"Actually, Xiu Li is pretty good, better than Chili."

Chili shook her head, then used her hands to support the bathtub and prepared to get up: "Whatever you want, thank you this time."

"Ah—sneeze!" Chili sneezed before he got up.

Two crystal necklaces hang from her nose.

The chili pepper will be wiped off reflexively, but snot becomes very slippery when it gets wet.

It slipped through Chili's fingers and hung stubbornly on his nose.

"Ah..." Chili was about to collapse due to the grief and anger.

"Pfft...Hahahaha..." Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Xian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lajiao’s previous aloof personality collapsed in an instant.

"Okay, Miss Xiu Li, don't move, I'll help you."

Zhang first picked up the tissue next to the toilet, took out five or six pieces, and walked to Chili.

Gently lean against Chili's chin, find the leverage point, and use paper to wipe away the stubborn snot.

"Thank you..." Chili lowered her head. She felt that she was very unlucky today.

I felt so embarrassed in front of a man that I wished I could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Zhang first threw the toilet paper into the trash can and nodded: "We'll talk about this later. You need to take a hot bath now."

"I'll go buy you some clothes."

Chili was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Xian's smiling face and nodded: "Okay, thank you."

Zhang first left the bathroom and closed the door. Lajiao did not lock the door immediately, but sat on the floor.

I huddled up with my knees hugged, unable to hold back my sobs.

Just when I was about to cry, Zhang Xian's voice came from outside the door.

"Xiu Li, if you want to cry, cry slowly after taking a shower. I've locked the door, remember not to open it to strangers..."

Being interrupted by Zhang Xian, La Jiao no longer had the heart to cry. She was shivering from the cold and really needed a hot bath.

His hair was all wet, so Zhang Xian grabbed a handful of it with his hands and made a slicked-back hairstyle.

It looks imposing.

Going downstairs, the receptionist saw Zhang Xian and seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

Zhang Xian saw this and asked: "What's going on?"

The receptionist smiled and said, "It's okay. I hope the boss has a good time."

"Ah."

When he got outside, Amao leaned against the car, looking around constantly, looking very nervous.

"Amao, are you crazy? Why are you turning your head back and forth?"

Seeing Zhang Xian coming over, A Mao breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around to see that there was no one around, and said in a low voice:

"Boss, this is so much money, I'm scared..."

Zhang Xian understood what A Mao meant. He was standing alone on a street full of demons and chaos, looking at ten million.

Anyone who is a human being will panic.

Zhang Xian patted A Mao on the shoulder and said, "A Mao, it's only 10 million. Just pretend it's waste paper."

"It's just like normal. The more vigilant you are, the more conspicuous you will be, and the more people will target you."

As Zhang Xian spoke, he took out a cigarette box, took out a cigarette and passed it to A Mao's mouth.

"Point!"

A puff of smoke came out of A Mao's mouth, and he felt much better instantly.

"Boss, I understand, but I still...why don't we go back to the company first."