Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

Min Moyou hugged the large pillow with a sense of peace. After a long night of hard work, he was in a state of enlightenment and didn't really have any thoughts about Tong—he just wanted to sleep.

I just feel so lonely sleeping alone. If I had a soft, sweet girl in my arms, it would definitely improve my sleep quality.

He's a domineering CEO, how could he possibly mistreat himself?

Before going to sleep, due to a habit he had developed in his previous life, Min Moyou always liked to think clearly about whether there were any things he had forgotten to deal with before losing contact with the outside world.

Hey!

It really does.

'System, before I fall asleep, tell me what notification I triggered earlier?'

[The host finally remembered the system (resentful)... The host is such a jerk.]

Stop talking nonsense.

[Okay, host! You're so manly, system likes you so much...hehe~]

[Congratulations, host! You have uttered the following domineering CEO quotes in appropriate situations: 'Woman, you're playing with fire!' and 'Clothes are just things you throw away when they get dirty,' increasing your domineering CEO performance level by 3%. Current domineering CEO performance level: 35%]

[Reward Obtained: Unlock Yinhen 1: Basic Knowledge of Martial Arts]

[Zhu Wu has some knowledge of: the use of any object that can be called a weapon and can cause harm to others, whether it's the eighteen kinds of weapons, furniture from a furniture store, or even things used to enhance marital intimacy... As long as the host comes into contact with the object, they will automatically learn how to use it and become proficient in it.]

[Gained Constitution bonus: 10, Current Constitution: 40]

'Putting aside the question of why it's not called "Master of All Martial Arts"... it would be strange to only have a superficial understanding.'

'...And why do I get the feeling that you're being a little frivolous, System?'

[Does the host not know that the highest level of proficiency is simply 'a basic understanding'?]

Furthermore, the system's personality is largely related to the host, and the rewards it sets are definitely based on observations of the host, designed to attract the host's attention...

'Stop! Shut up! No need to say anything more! You... are there any other prompts that haven't been broadcast?'

"If you have it, continue; if not, there's no need to say anything more."

[Congratulations, host! You coveted and forcefully took over your subordinate's heart and soul, used PUA techniques to deceive them, and disregarded social morality, insisting on a live broadcast in the presence of a third party despite their advice... Your domineering CEO performance level has increased by 1%, current domineering CEO performance level: 36%]

'Why only 1%? It's getting lower and lower!'

The host's behavior almost entirely falls outside the boundaries of the "domineering CEO" code. Considering the diversity of definitions of "domineering CEO," it has been included, but due to its low relevance, the degree of role-playing it is also low.

[Congratulations, host! You have had your first sexual encounter with a woman and have become a mature and domineering CEO. Your resistance to beautiful women has slightly increased. Your role-playing ability has increased by 1%. You have also gained a Charm bonus of 1. Your current Charm value is 91.]

'Oh? My six-person guard team counts as a "beauty bonus"?'

[That doesn't count, Host. Your six bodyguards don't need any convincing; they've been completely obedient to you from the start, and their affection for you is maxed out. This 1 charm point is only being given to you to celebrate you finally shedding your 'virginity' label.]

'Okay. Is there anything else?'

[That's all, host.]

'Then you may leave?'

[Understood, host.]

"Wait, I have a question that has been bothering me for a long time. I wonder if you could answer it for me, system?"

[Host, please speak?]

"So... does the system have a gender? If so, are you male or female? Or, more specifically, are you a male or female? Is there a virtual avatar you can display?"

The system's 'personality' and even 'gender' are largely related to the host, and the settings are all based on observations of the host and what can attract the host's attention.

'Then I hope you're a woman! A human woman with long blonde hair, big eyes, a delicate nose, a small mouth, long, slender legs, fair skin, a large build, a slender waist, long legs, a jailer-like figure, 175cm tall, and a biological age of around 18—a pure and alluring mature woman!'

[The system should try its best.]

'No! You must be!'

"So...then the system is...right?"

When can I see him/her?

[Please increase your role-playing level as soon as possible. Your requests will be considered when distributing rewards.]

'Okay, okay, this is good.'

"It's alright, it's alright, you can go now."

【….】

.................

The exchanges between Minmoyou and the system seem long, but they are actually quite long.

Communication only takes place in the mind and doesn't take long.

After finishing his conversation with the system, Min Moyou drifted off to sleep with his body feeling completely drained.

From the outside perspective, Min Moyou first frowned, then relaxed, and finally a satisfied (lewd) smile appeared on his lips. His breathing gradually became steady, and he soon fell asleep.

Tong, who was being forcibly controlled by Min Moyou, tried to break free—since he was already asleep, why not quietly take the money and run away, quickly return to Longchao Pavilion to collect the eight hundred, and come back before he wakes up, then lie down next to him, wouldn't that be perfect?

Tong felt that her plan was absolutely perfect, like Qin Shi Huang eating peppercorns—she won by a flurry of success.

Looking at Min Moyou's sleeping face, Tong, who was constantly plotting, also curled up a satisfied (sly) smile.

Eh--

I have to say, the closer I get to Min Moyou, the more handsome he seems.

(That's because as the distance between Tong and Min Moyou kept getting closer, Min Moyou's charm value kept increasing...)

Seeing him sleeping so soundly, I suddenly feel like teasing him or something~?

Tong gradually brought her hands closer to Min Moyou's nose, as if trying to pinch Min Moyou's nose to stop her breathing...

Then she sensed five familiar killing intents...

(Why are there only five killing intents?)

At this moment, the peacock, who had abandoned her post, was still clutching the clothes that Min Moyou had changed out of the night before, unable to contain her emotions...

"Hiss—ah~ This is the master's scent...it's truly unforgettable~"

Tong reluctantly withdrew her hand.

He cursed under his breath several times:

Pshaw! You can't take a joke!

If you keep doing this, he'll have no friends!

We're being incredibly kind by playing around with him; with a personality like his, there's no way he could make any friends!

We only let it go for the sake of money!

snort!

Tong took one last look at the corners of Min Moyou's mouth that were curled up.

Did he have a pleasant dream?

Even in her sleep, she's so happy.

Is it because rich people don't have any worries?

Is it possible... that it's because of me?

Thinking of this, Tong's little face couldn't help but turn red again.

How could I have thought that?!

Just because he's handsome? Or because he's rich?

Oh my god... Isn't this the kind of man who attracts us the most?

Who cares!

We can't delay any longer!

If we delay any longer, we'll definitely be late!

That's our salary, and it's a win-win plan where we win twice!

Besides... if you don't go home at night, you should at least go back and let them know you're safe.

man?

Is it more attractive to me than Jiufang Coin?

Tong could tell that Min Moyou was very tired—after all, he hadn't slept all night.

Therefore, Minmoyou was sleeping very soundly.

That gives Tong a lot of room for maneuver.

When you're asleep, your hands don't exert any force, right?

Then we just need to gently move his hand away...

Then he quietly slipped to the other side of the bed and took the money...

We're not harming their master, so they shouldn't stop us, right?

For some reason, Tong subconsciously assumed that Min Moyou's guards must all be women.

You know what, she's really good at judging people.

Without further ado, Tong could no longer hesitate!

First, she used the bed to roll herself over, then tried to pry open Min Moyou's arms from below...

Eh?

Is he this energetic even when he's asleep?

Don't believe me? Try it again!

Tong used a bit more force—he was so sleepy, even if she accidentally woke him up by being too rough, he would probably just turn over and go back to sleep, right? He wouldn't pay any attention to her.

So, as long as we can break free...

???

Damn it!

Is this guy born with superhuman strength?

I, a dragon's offspring, cannot break free?

Our physical abilities are at least 1.5 times, or even 2 times, that of an average person, okay?

He could wield a silver spear for half an hour or an hour without even breaking a sweat.

What kind of joke is this?!

Tong refused to believe it—although her current posture made it difficult to exert force, she simply couldn't accept this fact.

He used all his strength, even drawing upon a portion of Yinhen's and Dragon Curse's power to empower himself...

I can't lift it!

There's no way to lift it!

Damn! We've run into someone with superhuman strength!?

After becoming a dragon's heir, Tong gradually accepted many things that others in the world could not believe.

For example, Tong believes that people with superhuman strength really exist.

We should have realized this sooner... No normal person could stay up all night like that...

Tong was on the verge of tears, feeling that her usual cleverness, which had brought her many successes, was completely useless in front of Min Moyou.

Little did she know that she was facing her homeland people with physical abilities four times greater than the limits of human potential.

With this level of physique, even Emperor Chongzhen, the Ming Dynasty's weightlifting champion who carried the weight of two capitals and eighteen provinces, would have to say: I would call you the strongest.

(If it's the kind of fantasy Chongzhen Emperor from the Ming Dynasty, who truly could resist the two capitals and eighteen provinces, the kind where he could hold up the imperial city with one hand and be invincible in the world, then disregard what I said.)

Plans to go wrong +1.

Never mind, one shouldn't be too greedy.

Tong silently comforted herself.

It seems that without external help, she will not be able to break free from Min Moyou's control.

Is there anyone else here who can help her?

We can't possibly ask Min Moyou's guards for help, can we?

Little did she know that if she were willing to ask the hidden group of six Dead Servants for help, they would be more than willing to let Tong stay away from Min Moyou.

Didn't you see that the later ones all got ahead of them?

Only Nightingale, the leader, was one step ahead of her...

It would be best to send her away from this world!

Now Tong can't do anything.

Then let's just give up, or take another nap.

How about... we study the male body...?

A strange thought popped into Tong's mind, and then her hand involuntarily touched Min Moyou's abs...

Holding high the banner of gender equality—he's already taken advantage of us, so why can't we get some interest?

Our Xiaotong has never suffered a loss since she entered society!

Speaking of Dragon Tide Pavilion... the owner of Dragon Tide Pavilion even helped us find the Supreme Dragon Spell!

If we give out less money, so be it.

Before meeting Minmoyou, Tong's philosophy on life was simply to stay alive.

Aside from the Supreme Dragon Spell, I have no other ambitions.

There's not much hope in sight.

Tong Le tirelessly examined Min Moyou's body.

(The Deadpool six, lurking in the shadows, were practically grinding their teeth to powder...)

Perhaps Tong, who was gradually losing herself in the moment, moved too much and vaguely seemed to have startled Min Moyou.

Tong clearly felt Min Moyou's arms tighten unconsciously, probably because he wasn't fully awake and was still groggy.

But it's not good if you don't have conscious control!

Tong felt herself being pressed tightly against Min Moyou, and she could barely breathe...

"Don't go..."

A soft, ambiguous murmur escaped Min Moyou's lips, its tone filled with affection, tenderness, doting, and dependence...

It's the kind of thing that's... really, really cloying.

It was something Tong had never heard of before.

Was he worried that I was going to leave?

Or did I dream that I left him?

Hehehe... You two-faced guy, you've actually been inseparable from us for a long time, haven't you?

Otherwise, why would this scoundrel always try to lay a hand on us?

A strange feeling welled up inside Tong—a mix of secret joy, panic, and a touch of sweetness...

"Okay, okay, I won't go, I won't go~ Be gentle..."

Tong's eyes curled up at the corners, a hint of a smile in them, as she gently patted Min Moyou's well-defined biceps, as if coaxing a big child to sleep.

This strange feeling suddenly made Tong realize that those few Nine-Square Coins from Guilongchao weren't so important after all...

It seems more important to spend time with him.

As Tong was thinking, Min Moyou's lips parted slightly again, uttering two words:

".......nightingale."

(The nightingale in the shadows smiled smugly.)

Tong's smile visibly faded.

What the hell?

Don't go, Nightingale?

So what are we?

You're holding me while we sleep, but you're thinking about someone else?

Was he muttering another woman's name?

So what are we?

For no apparent reason, even Tong herself didn't know why, but a nameless fire was burning fiercely in her heart, rushing straight to her head!

What does he take us for?!

Men care about women's chastity, but women are no less concerned about men's chastity.

Tong then remembered that Min Moyou was the man who slept with other women right in front of them!

What does he take us for?

He's already slept with other women, yet he still wants me to sleep with him?

What does he take us for?

A substitute?

Why did he invite us for a late-night snack?

Why did you give us such beautiful and expensive jewelry?

Why are you deliberately trying to get close to us?

Why force us to get close to him and make contact with him?

What does he take us for?

If he doesn't like us, why would he do this?

Suddenly, a phrase that Min Moyou often said came to Tong's mind:

"Isn't all you like money?"

Words that normally held no meaning now pierced her heart like a sharp knife, causing Tong immense pain.

money?

I like money...

But does he think money can buy everything we have?

Does he think that he can trample on me at will just because he paid me?

What does he take us for?

Is she a girl?

He already has other women, so why is he still clinging to me? Why is he deliberately getting close to me? Why is he touching me inappropriately?

Why.......?

why!

What does he take us for?!?!?!?!?

Am I just a substitute for other women? Or a plaything he can summon and dismiss at will? Or even a prostitute he can manipulate at will as long as he throws money at me?

Aaaaaaahh ...

What does he take us for?!?!?

Tong felt like a lone boat, teetering on the brink of capsizing under the onslaught of countless negative emotions surging through her mind...

Outrageous!

The dragon curse power within Tong gradually became disordered, and the pent-up emotions in her heart were extremely severe.

If a certain obsession remains unresolved, she might succumb to despair—the power of the dragon curse would completely spiral out of control, her consciousness would descend into chaos, she would be assimilated into the Dragon Shadow, giving rise to the Dragon Realm…

"Snapped!"

With evil thoughts taking hold, they disregarded everything else, from life and death to all considerations!

A slap landed squarely on Min Moyou's face!

Although this force felt like a touch to Min Moyou, whose physique was at level 40...

But the loud slap in her ear still woke Min Moyou up.

Before Min Moyou could even react, he opened his eyes to see Tong's face, a mixture of malice and grievance, as she roared at him:

"What exactly do you take me for?!"