<div class="chapter-content">
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_01.js"></script>
 </div>
 But the "lovely" people over there didn't seem to hear it, and they still walked into the hotel next to each other.
 Depend on!
 Song Cheng scribbled and snapped a few "criminal evidence" and kicked the car door. He just left his Bugatti and followed the two people in front of him.
 The elevator door opened with a "ding". For some reason, the fat man stood alone in front of the elevator and muttered to the phone in an impatient tone. When he was about to look at Song Cheng, Song Cheng gave a slight sideways glance, avoiding his gaze.
 As soon as the two entered and exited, the elevator door closed again.
 Song Cheng had a thought in his heart before he could grasp it, and without hesitation, he rushed in the direction the man had just come from!
 There was another door closing in the hallway. He stretched out his leather shoes and jammed the crack of the door, and effortlessly pushed the door in.
 "Okay, Chu Tian, ​​looking for someone outside while hanging Ji Yanzheng." He sneered, "You can do it."
 [Really come. ]
 [Strange, Song Cheng and Chu Tian rarely deal with each other, they are just a friend's mistress, is this kind of thing worth his troubles? ]
 [The garbage time has passed, and now is the garbage plot? ]
 "Song Cheng?"
 Ai Bei was sitting in front of the dressing table wearing a nightgown from the hotel. She was petite and slender. She couldn't hold the fabric in front and pulled it back. There was a big gap in the back collar, as if to reveal her slender shoulder blades, and her hair was tied up. , the falling strands of hair swiped on it.
 "Why, when I met you, you were scared?"
 "What am I afraid of?" She turned around again, picked up the skin care products one by one, and checked the instructions for use curiously, "If you say stealing people, stealing people, where's the evidence?"
 "The witness is nearby, and I took a photo if I wanted physical evidence." He cut out the photo from his phone and shook it in front of her. "You think I'll do unprepared work?"
 "That's really unfortunate, I just sent your witness back. As for the physical evidence—" She got up and approached him to look at the photo, "It's so blurry, it's still the back, can you be sure that this person is me?"
 The photos taken in a hurry are indeed not clear enough, and it is only the back view that makes it difficult to identify.
 She said in an extraordinarily naive tone: "Look at you, there is no evidence, so come to catch the rape. What should I do now? I'm on guard. Next time I won't let you succeed so easily."
 He said this as if he was going to force her to **** her, Song Cheng laughed angrily.
 "Chu Tian, ​​I'm **** your mother!"
 "You can't **** my mother, but you can still **** me."
 "Who the **** is going to **** you."
 Song Cheng originally thought that he was going to return without success. This sentence was her mockery of him, but after the stressful reaction, he exploded the highest point of anger and dropped, and there was a trace of rationality back.
 Her eyes seemed to be asking for his opinion, and it didn't look like she was joking at all. Song Cheng was immediately surprised, "What do you mean?"
 "Literally."
 Like a little girl who didn't know much about the world, she jumped in front of the TV, with a VCR on it. She faced him, pressed the switch, and the red indicator light came on—
 She pointed to him, then to the VCR, lip-syncing to him, "Evidence."
 Fuck the inexperienced little girl!
 Rao was Song Cheng, who was rolling around in a pile of women. At this time, he was also startled by her actions, and his scalp was slightly numb.
 Ai Bei smiled, turned his back to the video recorder and walked in his direction, and when Song Cheng was unprepared, he suddenly threw him on the bed!
 Her knees pressed against his belly, making him not dare to act rashly. He would have been thrown on the bed by a woman, and after a brief absence, Song Cheng mocked, "Did you forget something?"
 "what?"
 "My relationship with Ji Yanzheng?"
 "I remember, but it doesn't affect our relationship."
 "what."
 This is ridiculous.
 The thought of irony brought him back to his senses, and if he had thought at first that he was not worth being a friend, it would be absurd now. Song Cheng looked her up and down, "Chu Tian, ​​I really can't see it on weekdays, you still have this side."
 Ai Bei didn't answer, and stared at him for a long while, then suddenly rolled to the side, and when he rolled over and reached out to grab someone, he pulled the person off, caught off guard, and could hear each other's breath.
 She whispered in his ear, "That way he won't see it clearly it's you."
 The sound of air seemed to be scratching his ears lightly, and he was taken aback, "What?"
 "I ask you, do you really want it?"
 His throat was itchy, "…Huh?"
 "Evidence." She grabbed his hand lightly, "Don't you want to grab my handle?"
 Song Cheng wanted to laugh, she thought he was the kind of person who would not choose food? There are countless women who want to seduce him, and he has to cooperate with each one?
 The difference in strength between men and women also made him not nervous for the time being at a disadvantage, and he was able to separate a part of his mind and watch her "perform" easily.
 At this time, any **** action of Ai Bei will make him lose interest.
 But she held his hand, but not on his chest as he thought, but on her fragile neck.
 She leaned back slightly. There was soft skin under his palm, the girl's shallow blue veins were half hidden, and the fingertips pressed against the beating pulse, as if her life force would be lost if he squeezed hard.
 This destructive desire, the indescribable sense of fragility, was extremely impactful, and it irritated Song Cheng at once.
 She was like a cat whose belly was opened, exposing her weakest part to him.
 "The handle is here," she said.
 "What do you want to do?" Song Cheng's eyes dimmed instantly, uncontrollably, "What do you want?"
 Ai Bei thought about it seriously, "money."
 This is an answer Song Cheng is used to seeing, and an answer that fits his thoughts.
 He had long known that this woman was nothing special and was not worthy of being a friend. However, if there is no special reason, friends will not necessarily give up on her.
 At this time, her absurd proposal made him move slightly, and the hand gripping her throat tightened unconsciously.
 Ai Bei hummed uncomfortably, his eyes were foggy, looking at him a little hazy and childish, "It hurts..."
 Damn.
 When he thought about it, everything he saw was a temptation.
 In the interstellar era, the broadcast scale for eroticism is larger than in the ancient earth era. The rating system makes the enjoyment of adults reasonable and reasonable, but content unrelated to the plot will still be automatically blocked if the anchor does not apply.
 In the live broadcast room, Ai Bei's bathrobe was messed up, and when her shoulders were exposed, it turned into a snowflake.
 She applied for an escrow operation, and the rest was none of her business.
 It's just that when she returned to her body, the breath in the room and the breath of the man around her made her eyes dark in an instant. She broke her fingernail unconsciously, and lightly rubbed it on the edge of the bed, and soon a sharp corner was formed, glowing with a cold white light.
 "What sound?" Song Cheng moved his ears sharply, as if he wanted to look back.
 Hey?
 Only then did Abe realize what he had done.
 The person who wants her to pass the fragile part to him usually has to trade his life for it, but this is not a garbage star...
 "No."
 She soothed softly.
 Song Cheng woke up when a large amount of sunlight poured in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. He stretched out his hand to cover his sullen eyes, and touched the other hand to the side, feeling empty.
 He sat up abruptly and got out of bed before putting on his slippers, but when he looked up he happened to see the VCR on the TV.
 still.
 Where did that woman go? Call for breakfast?
 Since she was for money, she shouldn't disappear until he didn't give it.
 His tense shoulders slackened, Shi Shiran went to take a shower, then walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, took the VCR on the TV, and sat lazily beside the bed watching the video results.
 Naturally, he would not have thought about the possibility that she deleted the video, but at this juncture, it doesn't matter if she deleted it. After all, the two had a one-night stand, and some details did not need to be proved by video.
 But when he turned on the video recorder, he found that it was not as blank as he thought, and the video files were still there.
 Did not delete?
 Song Cheng hesitated now, does he really want to use this video as evidence and send it to Ji Yanzheng?
 If that woman temporarily decided to seduce herself in order to block her mouth, how could she forget such an important matter?
 In a state of confusion, he clicked on the video.
 The screen flashed, and it turned out to be her enlarged face.
 Her skin is good, and there are no blemishes in the details of the close-up shots. Her fair and tender cheeks, and the thin fluff is like a puff of puffed peaches. A little tear mole on the corner of her face is on her face, and she doesn't have a mature style, just like a girl's lively prank, which makes her facial features more vivid.
 "Morning, did you sleep well?"
 "First of all, I didn't delete the video, you can see it by clicking to play the next video."
 "But I couldn't wake you up, I couldn't get the money, and I didn't want to waste time in the room, so I decided to withdraw the money in my own way."
 "This seems to be quite useful."
 She took a document from the side and took a close-up for him to see.
 Song Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, he had already seen the cover of the document, it was their company's document! Damn he clearly put it in the car—
 "I opened the door with your car key. I didn't move the car. The key is on the bedside table. Well, what are these? I don't understand..." She flipped through it.
 "—However, I don't understand. Someone should understand."
 He already had a bad feeling in his heart.
 Ai Bei held the VCR in one hand and slipped on slippers bigger than her little feet in the other, and walked to the bedside. Because the bedroom was covered with a thick fleece blanket, the sound was quiet, at least he didn't wake up on the bed.
 His trousers were thrown on the ground, she took out the mobile phone from his suit pants pocket, just at this moment the mobile phone vibrated, he seemed to feel it, and fumbled with his hand on the bedside, she grabbed his hand, A "chirp" kiss in the palm of the hand.
 As if he had completed the task, he retracted his hand and fell asleep again.
 Seeing this, Song Cheng almost scolded himself angrily. At this time, he had to vaguely guess what she wanted to do. What's even more frightening is that, seeing this woman do this kind of action to him naturally, he has a strange feeling...
 In the picture, Ai Bei returned to the living room with his mobile phone. The coffee table was flush with the sofa. She thought it was too tiring to sit on the sofa and bend over to look at the documents, so she squatted on tiptoe on the carpet, with her back against the sofa, her posture was lazy and cute.
 The address book turned down with her fingertips and stopped at the name "Fan Shaoyang".
 This person is Ji Yanzheng's number one enemy. The two have similar business layouts and have competed in many fields. Ji Yanzheng had the upper hand, but Fan Shaoyang's sword took a slant and brought him a lot of trouble.
 When the phone was dialed, Ai Bei's tone changed, very mature and capable.
 "Hello, Mr. Fan, I'm the secretary of Mr. Song, Mr. Song of the Song Group... This is Mr. Song's phone. I think you will be interested in what I have."
 "If you need to meet and talk in detail, if you have time, you'd better hurry up, otherwise it will become waste paper."
 "Okay, see you at eight."
 The VCR was brought to her face again.
 "Then, I'll take the money."
 She waved her hand like a child, and the bathrobe on half of her shoulders slid down, revealing the little hickeys around her neck.
 With a "pop", the video finished playing, and the screen was dark.
 Song Cheng's expression was as gloomy as water, even worse than the screen. He gritted his teeth and said, "Chu, sweet!"
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_02.js"></script>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 Having escaped the abandoned Waste Planet and finished off the trafficker that smuggled her out, illegal galactic resident Ai Bei had to find a way to eke out a living while doging the tracker robots and register herself a valid galactic citizenship in this foreign planet.
 When the Live-Streaming Transmigration Competition advertisement plastered across the gigantic screen on the skyscraper ahead fell into her vision, Ai Bei, armed with nothing save for a basic personal terminal with incomplete personal details, decided to bet her life on it. Survival of the fittest they say? Well, she lived and breathed that in her entire life back in the Waste Planet.
</div>

<div class="content">
 She was the head of a powerful, medicine-orientated aristocratic family.
 Crossing through a millennium, she ended up in the body of the General Household’s “trash” young miss, whose engagement with the Crown Prince was just broken as she suffered under everybody’s taunts!
 In the drafting feast, she was re-engaged by the Emperor to marry the famous disabled prince!
 Everybody laughed, a blind trash with a disabled wastrel. What a perfect match!
 However, they didn’t know that in her hand, she grasped the long-lost primordial pill recipes! Her practice in medicine had reached the apex! Her contracted beasts were unique in the world!
 What was the most frightening, was the disabled prince she was engaged to…….
 A black-belly full of dirty tricks, with a heaven-opposing cultivation physique, he defeats all geniuses!
 In his wheelchair during the day, yet entangling her in bed as he trained his waist muscles… MF! Is he really crippled!?
</div>

<div class="content">
 He uses desire to ensnare others, he uses blood as temptation, he uses his appearance as a disguise. Like a wolf, he hunts for prey in the shadows. He is among the FBI’s most wanted list of serial killers. He lives by his own law, the lex talionis. He does things his own way, independent and reckless. He gave himself his own name: Sha Qing.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Ning Su’s hair is soft, his skin is pale, his expression is slightly sluggish, his body is thin, and he is out of place in the crowd of passers-by.
 He listened to the people around him discussing how to clear the level of this dungeon, and asked: “I survived the level, does it count as clearing the level?”
 The people around looked at him like a fool: What a pity.
 After entering the dungeon, Ning Su really started to live a life of his own.
 If there is a gloomy skull on the castle, Ning Su will pick it up and make it into a night light to sleep beautifully.
 The waterfall turned into blood, and he took the stew in a small milk pot, his eyes shining brightly.
 Occasionally, he will also make small clothes for ghosts crawling on the ground.
 Later, he really survived, the NPCs are sticky to him, the ghost master followed him and called him ‘mother’, and he still had the bloody heart of the flower god in his chest.
 “…”
 For Ning Su, there is food and drink in the infinite horror world, which is much more wonderful than his previous life.
 He lived in the doomsday era and used to be a supernatural being, but his supernatural power is different. He is a special dark supernatural being who can absorb all dark things.
 The person in charge of the base asked him to purify the zombies and sent him to the zombie group.
 He turned into a little dark zombie.
 Humans did not like him, all dark beings loved him.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Luo Fei, an ordinary little policeman, was bound to a gene fusion system. At the beginning, he integrated the olfactory gene of a police dog and solved the murder case. From then on, he embarked on an extraordinary life. The detection of each bizarre case made him go from being a little policeman at the police station. Step by step to the top. 
 PS: It’s a cool article about solving a crime. If you don’t like it, don’t criticize it.
</div>

<div class="content">
 "We come from the starry sky. The starry sky is our dream, ambition, future, and home. We are starry sky dragons. The starry sky represents freedom, so we are born free!" Witt, who had just woken up, listened to the teachings of his father. From then on, he had a goal in his life as a dragon, which was the starry sky! However, the prerequisite for achieving the goal is to successfully grow up in this dangerous world called the Dragon Realm!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Childhood, upbringing, family background, social relations, traumatic experiences…
 We keep reviewing and seeking out the motives of criminals, exploring the subtlest emotions driving them. It’s not to put ourselves in their shoes and sympathize, or even forgive them; it’s not to find some reasons to exculpate their crimes; it’s not to kneel down before the so-called “complexity of human nature”; nor to introspect social conflicts, much less to alienate ourselves into monsters.
 We just want to have a fair trial – for ourselves and for those who still have hope for the world.
 A seme thug specialized in dealing with various kinds of disobedience vs. a cowardly and dissolute uke descended from a rich family
</div>

<div class="content">
 After signing the share transfer of the Bai company, Bai Weiwei who has a congenital heart disease got betrayed by her adopted sister she always loved along with her trusted bodyguard. Shocked, betrayed, and worried for her father made her unwilling to die, and her resentment actually let her bind with a quick transmigration system. Completing the task means that she will be able to increase the number of days she can live, and she will be able to get revenge on her white lotus sister and the unconscionable b*stard bodyguard. CEO, Emperor, General… Supreme Immortal? All of them turn to a love-sick waste who bowed before her skirt.
 Just… why is this unlucky star of a wooden fiance trying so hard to chase her? Stop sucking my life force already! Our marriage is only for business! I want to break the engagement!
 Ye Yuxuan: “I will never let go of you.”
</div>

<div class="content">
 On that day, the fog blocked everything. 
 On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. 
 On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die. 
 But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!
</div>

<div class="content">
 One moment, Luo Jing was at the brink of death after accidentally touching a power outlet while showering. The next, he was in the body of a man named Garen, with memories of a past he was never a part of flowing into his head. As he slowly gets used to the body of Garen, he begins to explore a planet beyond his own logical comprehension. His journey will see him go from surviving in a planet locked in the 20th century, to wielding secret techniques so powerful that they level cities overnight. However, his journey doesn’t end with Garen. Instead this is but the first of many bodies that Luo Jing will come to wield in his mystical journey between worlds.
</div>

<div class="content">
 There once existed an honorable founder of this panguan school of cultivation. His reputation was illustrious, but nowadays nobody dared to mention him. Even if they did, all they said was, “He met a miserable end.” 
 Only Wen Shi still abided by the rules. Every day, he would pay respects to the founder’s ferocious, colorful portrait, but because of that he ended up summoning a sickly tenant. 
 The tenant stood in front of the portrait and asked, “Who drew this?” 
 Wen Shi: “Me.” 
 Don’t ask. If you do, you’ll just end up feeling touched.
</div>

<div class="content">
 [Sequence] + [Behind the Scenes] + [IQ Overwhelming] + [Group Portrait] + [Crazy Criticism] + [No Female Lead] 
 At the beginning of the New Year in 2026, Li Xiang, a severe schizophrenia patient, president of a coffee shop and part-time employee, said during the discharge assessment: 
 "You have mental illness because the old evil gods who are hidden behind the high-dimensional fog, which cannot be detected, described, or guessed, are controlling your will." 
 "But don't be afraid, the sequence gods I created will protect this world." 
 "001 Fate Weaver!" 
 "002 Painted Skin!" 
 "003 Undertaker..." 
 Attending physician: "Mr. Li Xiang, your condition has worsened without a doubt. Finally, I suggest you try the most advanced hypnosis therapy." 
 Li Xiang slapped his forehead: "Yes, if you hadn't said it, I would have almost forgotten that Hypnotist No. 009 can invade, guide, and change your dreams, and plant hints and roots of evil in your subconscious mind..." 
 Attending physician: "Increase the dosage!" 
 Reborn one month before the advent of the apocalypse, Li Xiang hid behind the scenes to create the God Sequence. He experimented, observed, and controlled... to explore a glimmer of hope for the future of mankind!
</div>

<div class="content">
 A mysterious organization? I am no longer afraid of the left, let me know who is so brave Kangkang! 
 As he spoke, Jie Zuo picked up a weapon called the Soul-Eating Hammer, which was actually a stick, and picked up a lantern with a djinn living in it. 
 No matter how the world treats me, my answer is that it will be as big as wood... 
 "It's time to take medicine and understand Zuo." 
 "Okay, Dean." 
 Abnormal Item 008, Visitor from Another World, Description: A young male who claims to be Jie Zuo [Data erased] 
 (The world of Cthulhu and ghosts in this article is an imaginary world. If there are any similarities, it is pure nonsense)
</div>

Chart Topper Queen

Chapter 10: Preliminary round (1): Who said this ball is yours

You'll Also Like

NovelsNook - Explore Fan-Fiction Novels Online Free!

Chart Topper Queen

Chapter 10: Preliminary round (1): Who said this ball is yours

You'll Also Like