I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

A faint smell of alcohol wafted over Shixu's ears, sending a tingling sensation to his heart.

The two men were in a stalemate, one standing and the other sitting.

A word of "Miss" interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

The two men turned their heads and saw a foreigner appeared in front of them. He was dressed in a well-fitting black suit like a British noble butler.

Wen Wan saw two words flash above his head.

A hint of doubt hung on her slightly drunk face. "Wenger?"

A simulated robot butler rewarded by the system?

This is obviously a real person.

"Yes miss, I'm here to take you home."

Watching the backs of Wen Wan and the other person as they walked away.

Shi Xu fell into deep thought. There was no family with the surname "Wen" in Kyoto. Wenger's temperament and every move seemed like that of a person who had been carefully trained in etiquette in a large family since childhood and had it engraved in his bones. Such a person was called Miss Wen Wan, which proved that Wen Wan's identity was not simple.

If she's not from Kyoto, could she be a young lady from a family somewhere else?

Wen Wan's appearance has some mixed-race genes, and Wenger is also a foreigner, or she is a lady from a wealthy foreign family.

"Check with the highest authority, Wen Wan."

Shixu ordered the person on the other end of the phone.

Wen Wan had a dreamless night. The moment he opened his eyes, he jumped out of bed.

She was in a luxurious room, with expensive and comfortable silk bedding wrapped around her body on the four-meter bed. Valuable paintings hung on the walls, and every detail revealed luxury and comfort.

Wen Wan slapped his face and tried to call out in his mind: "Lick it?"

"System lick, Ctrip is at your service, is there anything the host needs?"

Hear the mechanical sound of the system.

Wen Wan's heart, which was about to jump out of his throat, settled steadily into his stomach.

She carefully stroked the soft silk bedding. It turned out that she was not dreaming, everything was real.

She lifted the quilt and walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was ridiculously large, several times larger than her rental house in the basement.

After washing up, she pushed open the door to the dressing room. The huge dressing room was filled with the clothes she bought yesterday, and it looked empty.

I changed into a little skirt and admired myself in front of the dressing mirror for 10 minutes.

Wen Wan didn't take the elevator, but instead groped his way down the spiral staircase.

The villa is very large, over 1400 square meters, worth several small goals. There are lush green plants outside the window and a faint fragrance in the air.

The entire third floor is her bedroom, the second floor is the guest room, the first floor has the living room, dining room, kitchen, study, gym, swimming pool, etc., and the underground floor has a parking lot, home theater, wine cellar, etc.

The entire Zhaoshan Academy No. 1 Villa is decorated in French style, which is romantic, solemn and luxurious.

Wen Wan stopped at the spiral staircase and looked towards the living room. Above the marble floor tiles, which were bright enough to reflect a person's shadow, was a huge crystal chandelier, which was indescribably elegant and luxurious.

She never dared to dream of this before, but now she is the real owner of this villa.

"Miss, you are up. Would you like Chinese or Western breakfast?" Wenger stood at the bottom of the stairs like a devout knight.

Wen Wan walked slowly to him, step by step. She stood two steps higher than him, looked into his eyes, and held his face.

hot.

Looking left and right, there is no trace of robots.

I have to sigh once again that the system’s products are awesome.

"Lick it! Wenger's face is so well sculpted. I can't quite appreciate it. Foreigners have such strong facial features. Can you change it?"

"This host is factory-set and cannot be changed."

"alright."

Wen Wan put down his hand and said to Wenger, "From now on, unless there are any special requirements, it will be Chinese style."

Wenger pulled out a dining chair for Wen Wan and waited for her to sit down before entering the kitchen.

After a hearty breakfast, Wen Wan curled up on the sofa in the living room, fiddling with her phone while watching TV. From today on, she was going to start a life of lying down.

Think about how to spend the two hundred thousand today.

The system reminded in due time.

"Last night, my reputation value surged to 2460. The system has automatically upgraded to level 4. The host can spend 600,000 on the male god today."

The system's voice startled Wen Wan. His reputation was growing too fast.