Not surprisingly, Xia Ling returned to that chaotic space and saw the cold white-robed man. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white-robed man began to summarize his arguments again, as if he was a judge who decided people's fate.

Hehe! Here comes the routine again!

"Xia Ling, you have completed this second task, and you have obtained 100 basic task points and 200 hidden mission points. You have a total of two hidden missions in the second dimensional space, and only one has been completed, otherwise the hidden mission points will be more. ”

"Huh! So my points are enough to exchange for a bottle of mineral water? Xia Ling had regained her original appearance, and pulled the corners of her mouth sneeringly.

"A change of coffee should be enough." The white-robed man also pulled the corners of his mouth invisibly.

For this iron rooster-like cold system, Xia Ling can't wait to greet his whole family, it's just too picky!

In order to complete the task quickly, Xia Ling felt that he would not waste time in this space, and asked to enter the next mission world immediately. Anyway, all her current tasks are primary, Xia Ling shrugged her shoulders and expressed her confidence.

The white-robed man's long sleeves waved lightly, and just as he was about to brush Xia Ling's cheeks, a pair of pale emerald green eyes suddenly appeared in her mind.

Xia Ling's heart was suddenly startled, and he grabbed the long sleeves of the white-robed man with both hands, "What does Leng Aolan and Tsundere Blue have to do with my past life and this life?" ”

He was ready for the white-robed man not to answer, but he never expected to hear his almost overwhelmed voice for the first time: "I have opened the conveyor channel, and you will cause the system to go crazy by grabbing my sleeve now!" ”

"You don't say it soon......" Before Xia Ling could finish speaking, the familiar feeling of oppression struck again.

Although this was the third time, Xia Ling still had a feeling of being squeezed and wanted to vomit, his brain was groggy, and he really didn't want to wake up.

What's more, she seemed to be on a soft and comfortable bed at this time, and there was a faint smell of lavender essential oil between her noses.

It's all too familiar, having slept on an old hard bed for decades, and the feeling of comfort comes from the heart.

Xia Ling turned over, he really didn't want to wake up, let alone accept the bad plot that made people angry, he just wanted to sleep comfortably!

But I suddenly remembered the sound of squirming and undressing, and then the sound of a person stepping on the carpet in slippers. Although Xia Ling didn't open his eyes, he could still feel that it was a very aggressive male body.

Xia Ling held his breath and listened to the footsteps from near and far, and after the sound of the door opening and closing disappeared, the sound of "booming" water came next.

So what's going on?

Xia Ling no longer has the mind to sleep until the sky is desolate at this time, because Mao is in bed every time she crosses over? Is it okay to be so old-fashioned?

Xia Ling felt that she must suggest to the white-robed man next time, she should not appear in such an undisciplined way again, but for now, ......

Xia Ling opened his eyes and saw through the soft wall lamp that he was lying on a king-sized bed. Although the bedrooms are beautifully decorated, you can tell at a glance that this is a hotel suite. So is she being led to open a house?

it! Sure enough, it's the way to appear, one more undisciplined than the other!

Xia Ling was so angry that he jumped to his feet and fell off the bed. I actually thought this bed was very comfortable just now, but now it's really like sitting on pins and needles.

She sat on the soft wool carpet beside the bed, and saw that one side of the room was full of transparent glass curtain wall, and the whole city was brightly lit.

This is obviously a modern metropolis, and the room Xia Ling is in at this time is definitely above the fiftieth floor. It's really a place with a lot of flapple.

Xia Ling subconsciously gathered the small blazer on his body and got up from the carpet. Under the reflection of the glass curtain wall, I saw my own appearance in the night.

At this time, she was wearing the professional clothes of an office worker, but the material and style of the clothes were very ordinary, like the overalls issued by the unit, which was a little loose on her shriveled figure.

And this original owner is obviously a rookie newcomer who has just graduated from college and entered the society, a simple soft girl who doesn't know the world, and she looks like a clear soup and little water.

And what looks? She touched the face of the original owner, why did she always feel that it was still her Xia Lingmei?

Xia Ling pinched his face again, and decided to spend all his excess energy on his mission this time?

Who can bring this kind of simple soft girl paper to open a room in such a high-end hotel? Could it be the kind of old man with a big belly? They liked the simple young girl of their first love girlfriend the most.

Xia Ling picked up the crystal ashtray on the bedside table in the suite for men to smoke afterwards, and walked lightly to the bathroom.

The bathroom is a panoramic glass style, and the man did not close the shower curtain at this time, and the entire outline of the man can still be clearly seen in the steam.

Xia Ling blinked his eyes and swallowed his saliva.

Not pot-bellied?

Not only is it not pot-bellied, but this man is definitely one in a million. With a height of nearly one meter nine, perfect body proportions, and eight delicate abdominal muscles under the unexaggerated pectoral muscles, following the mermaid line down between the strong and sturdy legs, Xia Ling saw what he shouldn't see......

The man happened to wash there, and his slender fingers just pulled the pride that belonged to the man, Xia Ling was startled by the size, and the ashtray in his hand was almost not thrown out.

All right! Xia Ling has to admit that this should be the figure that only a super male model should have, if a man with such qualifications comes out to sell, how can the price be above six or seven figures a night, right? What do you think of the original owner's bowl of widow soup?

Xia Ling was a little confused, and returned to the bed with the ashtray with a dirty face, and sat down on the soft long-haired carpet with a big butt, deciding that she could start receiving memories.

"Portable system, please transmit to me the memories of the original owner of this world clearly." When Xia Ling said this, he was simply relaxed and freehand.

In the last world, she had been camping beside the Ninety-Five Venerable for so long, and she relied on Baba to learn a little bit of the fist and foot kung fu of the triangle cat, which was used to attack this elementary task world, which should be a matter of hand.

"Host, please pay attention to the plot of the reception!" The voice of the portable system was a little wilted, and Xia Ling noticed a hint of something unusual.

But the plot has begun to be transmitted, and Xia Ling, the host, has focused his attention on the life experience of the original owner of cannon fodder.

The original owner's name was Cha Nguyen Nguyen, and he was a 23-year-old college student who had just joined the workforce. Her family conditions are very ordinary, and when she went to college, she chose a secretarial major that was easy to employ.

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