Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Shen Jin felt that he was really bored, so he believed the system's instigation and went to the next room to kick the door.

But now that she was there, she was indeed concerned about the sudden disappearance of the crying sound.

"Is anyone there?" Shen Jin knocked on the door, moved back, and stood one step away.

The wind was quite strong at night. She rubbed her arms covered with goose bumps and thought: "I'll knock three times. If there's no movement inside, we'll come back during the day."

What's the big deal now? Knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night might even disturb the host and hostess. The cold wind blew, allowing Shen Jin to regain his composure.

The system was also a little shy: "In theory, we should complete the first set tonight."

Shen Jin understood. This system was caused by the anxiety of winning. Who wouldn't be locked up in a dark room for ten days or half a month, and only leave after they had spoken out?

She took a deep breath, knocked on the door again, and said to herself: This is the last time, if you don’t open the door, I will go.

Shen Jin couldn't express what he was thinking. After knocking on the door, he calmly stepped back and looked at the still closed door.

"It seems like we're unlucky today and can't complete this mission for now."

Shen Jin was about to turn around when the door creaked open.

A woman in a nightgown poked her head out, her eyes were sleepy, the corners of her eyes were rubbed red by the back of her hands, and her hair was messy. It was obvious that she had just crawled out of the quilt.

"Who is it that's knocking on someone's door so late at night?"

Shen Jin remained strategically silent. In theory, the greeting should have been addressed in a different format, with her initiating the greeting. Unexpectedly, she was the one being blamed.

The system was playing dead. The system that had previously been circling around to check on the situation was now huddled in a corner, silent as a chicken.

It was useless. Shen Jin really felt like his head was kicked by the door, and he just listened to it.

What she wants to ask: Hello, when are you and your partner going to have sex?

Shen Jin quickly scanned her body. Her skin was fine, white and delicate, without any redness, swelling, or scratch marks. So she spoke, "I heard a cry for help in the room just now. Your family is the only one living nearby, so I came to see if you were in trouble."

The woman's face showed just the right amount of confusion: "I was sleeping, it shouldn't be me..."

Shen Jin made up an excuse to leave: "Sorry to bother you."

Before he could finish, the door slammed shut, carrying the owner's resentment. Shen Jin touched his nose and said, "This girl is quite brave."

"Host, what did you say?"

"Why don't you pretend to be dead now?"

Shen Jin asked lightly, changing the subject.

Qiao Yuexun breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door, and strolled back inside. The living room was dark, with no lights on. Only a ray of light leaked from the half-open door in the northeast corner.

Her pace wasn't fast, but it was incredibly steady. If someone were to measure her carefully, they would find that each step covered the same distance, as if meticulously calculated.

The door was closed, and then it fell into darkness.

Qiao Yuexun picked up the thin whip hanging on the wall and tapped it on the palm of his hand, his smile not reaching his eyes.

In the middle of the room, a man was lying, his body somewhat stiff.

He curled up on the carpet, the chain stretched out and wrapped several times around the post at the foot of the bed, unable to break free.

"I told you not to make any noise." Qiao Yuexun seemed distressed, and her voice was filled with an indescribable coquettishness.

The man shrank back again, but his back was already against the bed and he couldn't move back even a bit.

"I......"

He was grabbed by the neck and pulled upwards, and instinctively, he flailed his arms around in panic.

There was the sound of chains, and then they fell powerlessly, and the upper body fell onto the mattress.

The thin whip had a sharp protrusion on it, and Qiao Yuexun held it and pressed it against his abdomen.

My breathing suddenly became heavier.

Another red mark appeared on her lower abdomen.

"What do you want in exchange for letting me go?" Xie Sang closed his eyes, his voice a little hoarse.

"Haven't you had enough fun yet?"

"How could that be?" Qiao Yuexun also fell on the bed and rubbed his cheek affectionately: "Why would Brother Sang think so?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, placed it on the red mark, and slowly moved it upwards.

Xie Sang bit his lower lip as he hummed.

"I'm very angry about what happened today."

She was like a spoiled princess, venting her dissatisfaction, but she felt that she was too tough and scared him, so she put her arms around him.

Qiao Yuexun was only 1.65 meters tall, so she wasn't petite. However, it was still quite difficult for her to reach out and hug Xie Sang, trying to hold him whole.

She didn't feel tired at all and hung herself on him: "Brother, if you kiss me, I won't be angry. Okay?"

Xie Sang didn't say anything, turned his head to the side, and refused to communicate.

"If my brother doesn't kiss me, then it's the same if I kiss him." Qiao Yuexun was not very angry. After all, if Xie Sang really kissed her, she would be worried that Brother Sang was using his beauty to lower her guard.

She had run away three times before because of this. Fortunately, her brother loved her and could not help but come back.

But after going back and forth like this, Qiao Yuexun became angry and had no choice but to take out the chains and tie the man up.

She was so kind that she didn't break his leg.

"Since brother is fine, let's continue. But this time, don't cry out loud."

"The soundproofing is not good. If the person next door hears it, I will be angry, brother."

Qiao Yuexun pressed on the person and lightly pressed a button with her fingertips, but the person on her body twitched violently, and then trembled slightly.

The humming sound of machinery was heard.

Shen Jin returned to the room.

Just as she lay down, she heard the sound again, but this time in addition to crying, there was also the sound of metal colliding.

Shen Jin:......

There is no need for the sound insulation to be so bad.

"Have they started yet?"

Shen Jin asked, recalling the appearance of the woman next door in his mind, and felt a little weird.

"Yes!"

The system was actually excited. Of course, it was excited because the task could be completed on time.

"The crying sound has been confirmed to be XX, host, you can start speaking your lines!"

A certain word was blocked due to pornographic content. Shen Jin felt it was unnecessary; after all, the sound in her ears was high-definition and uncensored. Yet, only supporting evidence was shown, with no hint of human language.

Shen Jin felt that he shouldn't interrupt, but the system was really noisy.

After much thought, she decided she was just an ordinary NPC and shouldn't overthink things. So, she stood up and stood by the wall.

The index and middle fingers were slightly bent and tapped on the wall.

Yes, she also has a fixed tapping point.

"Keep your voice down. Don't do renovations on the bed so late at night."

Shen Jin had no expression on his face.

The sound clearly passed through the white walls and echoed in the next room.

Qiao Yuexun paused, hatred etched in her eyes. She grabbed Xie Sang's neck and said, "Someone heard it."

"Someone heard you."

"I said, don't cry."