[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

He had no intention of stepping in, he just opened the door and motioned Qi Heng to go in by himself.

The room was dark and I couldn't see the scene inside clearly.

Qi Heng's heart started beating faster and he had a bad feeling for no reason.

It wasn't until the bodyguard turned on the light for him and saw the situation inside the room that Qi Heng's whole body froze!

He turned around without thinking, looking angry and said, "Change room! Change room for me!"

The bodyguard said nothing and locked the door. No matter how hard Ren Qiheng banged on the door, it was useless.

"Mr. Qi, the layout of the room is the young master's request. We are just following orders. Please forgive us."

The bodyguard's slightly magnetic voice came from outside the door.

Qi Heng collapsed weakly against the door, his fists clenched.

The man's eyes were filled with anger, and he wished he could smash all the exquisite things in the house!

He thought so and did it decisively.

The neatly stacked glass cabinets were all swept to the ground and stepped on by him.

Live broadcast room - 88.5 people

Currently ranked third in terms of online viewership;

User activity ranks first.

Anonymous user: Ahhhhh, why do you have to mosaic it?! I want to see it, I want to see it from the 21st century! I'm not a purebred human, my body structure is different, it doesn't matter if I see it, don't mosaic it!

Anonymous user: Right, right, right, what are you covering up? We are all adults, what is there to cover up? ? ! !

Anonymous user: I really want to see Uncle Qi use it, hahaha! Can you please not turn off the live broadcast? Give me a spaceship, give me one hundred or ten thousand spaceships! I am Uncle Qi’s dog!!!

Anonymous 8888 user: The people above are crazy, kick them out of the live broadcast room. People with abnormal brains are not allowed to enter my live broadcast room.

Anonymous 98 user: Damn Mastermind, he didn’t allow Qi Heng to commit suicide and leave the small world. He will regret it sooner or later!!!

Anonymous user: I guess the mastermind wants to see it too~

Anonymous user 55: @Dean, don’t make blind guesses. The main brain cannot possibly want to see a human body. It is a digital life form. We don’t even know if that kind of thing has an estrus period.

If He really wants to see it, then our entire Elbia cannot escape the Mastermind's prying eyes.

Anonymous 100 user: Uncle Qi is different~@55 Don’t distort the facts. This princess just wants to see Uncle Qi. I would find other guys disgusting just by standing in front of me without clothes!

Anonymous 120 user: Agree +1!

Anonymous user: Forget about the main brain. That guy's consciousness is everywhere in Elbia. Be careful that he will find out and take revenge on you.

Didn't the research institute have a field trip out of boredom? Is it possible for digital life to fall in love with carbon-based life? Millions of investigations have shown that it is absolutely impossible.

It’s enough that we like Uncle Qi, isn’t it?

Anonymous 222 user: I totally agree. I love the uncle’s sleeping face and want to kiss him, but unfortunately there is a life chamber cover between us.

Anonymous 8888 user: Disgusting! @222 Get out of your mouth!

Anonymous User 55: I have reason to suspect that the two barbecued pork guys above are showing off.

Anonymous 100 user: @222 Let me in! Let me in to the Falling Star Prison! This princess wants to see Uncle Qi!

Anonymous 222 user: @100 Royal members are strictly forbidden to approach the Falling Star Prison without the king’s permission. I have taken a screenshot and sent it to the king.

Anonymous 100 user: Insidious! Cunning! @222 Don't send the screenshot of Uncle You to my father!

Anonymous 222 user: …Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I’ve already sent it. Is it too late to withdraw it now?

Anonymous 98 user: The message sent to Wang cannot be withdrawn, hehe.

The number of people online increased rapidly, from over 800,000 to one million in just a few minutes.

Qi Heng forgot that the live broadcast room was still open. If he remembered, he would definitely turn off the live broadcast immediately!

crunch—

The door was opened from the outside and then locked again. Qi Heng clenched his fists, stood there stiffly without looking back.

The young man stepped on something and paused for a moment before kicking the broken garbage away.

"Why are these all over the floor? I thought... uncle would like it very much.

Don't glare at me, I surrender. I really just thought they were pretty and bought them as decorations.

How dare I really give it to my uncle... cough."

Qi Heng's eyelids were twitching wildly. When the young man behind him touched his shoulder, he slapped the hand away and rushed towards the closed window.

His shoulders were facing forward, and his posture clearly showed that he wanted to forcefully break open the window and jump out.

This is the third floor. You won't die if you use the correct posture.

His back sank and his body was pressed to the ground by Song Yuyue, who was faster.

Several pieces of garbage pierced into Qi Heng's body, causing him to gasp in pain.

"I'm sorry, I thought there wasn't any here... I'm sorry, let me get some too, don't be afraid, uncle."

Song Yuyue pressed her forearm hard to the ground, allowing the sharp blade to pierce her skin and cause blood to flow.

"I was so stupid to think that feeling was only for me and underestimated my uncle's appeal.

I shouldn't have let my uncle communicate with anyone except me. It's because my uncle doesn't want to fall in love, so that's all I can do."

Qi Heng's elbow slammed into Song Yuyue's chest and hit the young man, but the young man seemed to feel no pain and just continued with what he was doing.

I pushed aside the sharp objects scattered on the ground, muttering to myself that I shouldn't have bought those things on a whim...

He carefully checked Qi Heng's wound.

The more Qi Heng struggled, the tighter his legs clamped around his waist.

Song Yuyue's thighs had muscles. In just three months, her strength had far surpassed Qi Heng's. She easily pressed the man to the ground, leaned over and moved her lips closer.

"From now on, I am the only one who can accompany my uncle. The old house is heavily guarded, and my uncle can't escape. Give up."

Qi Heng's chest heaved, and he grabbed Song Yuyue's collar

"What the hell do you take me for? A canary in a cage?"

Song Yuyue let Qi Heng glare at her and remained silent for a while. "Uncle is just uncle... my favorite uncle. How dare I treat uncle as something else?"

After saying that, he clenched the fist that was tightly holding his collar, and slowly pressed it to the top of the man's head, ignoring the fact that his shirt was torn in two.

The chest under the shirt was revealed to be firmer and more raised than three months ago, with strong arms, narrow waist and abdomen, and every line was just right.

At this moment, a hint of pink appeared beneath the clean and white skin, emitting a visual impact that cannot be described in words.

The other hand reached out to Qi Heng's waist at some point.

Qi Heng's pupils constricted and he struggled more violently, roaring and kicking.

The punctured wound touched the ground and bled even more. He struggled like crazy regardless of the pain.

Song Yuyue paused and looked at his uncle who was in a very miserable state. He felt both excited and painful, with the two emotions torn between extremes.

Damn, going crazy...

I really want to continue...but the little bit of rationality that is left is dragging Song Yuyue down madly.

Warn him that if he does it, he will regret it sooner or later.

He sighed, and finally reason prevailed. He hugged Qi Heng in his arms and patted his back like a child.

"Take a nap. When you wake up, you will accept the reality."

After he finished speaking, a sharp needle pierced into Qi Heng's arm and an unknown liquid was injected into the man's body.

It was too sudden and gave people no time to react.

Qi Heng wanted to wake up, but he couldn't resist the surging sleepiness.

"Sweet dreams."

Feeling the embarrassment of the person in his arms, Song Yuyue's arms trembled. He suddenly regretted his impulsiveness just now. He should have... let his uncle run to the balcony. These fragments that hurt his uncle are really an eyesore.

But if I jump down from the third floor, I will only get more seriously injured...

"Li Feng, please ask Dr. Lin to come over."

The bodyguard Li Feng outside the door lowered his head and said, "Yes, Master."