Chapter 30: Fortune and Fortune

Wang Xiaofan looked at Yang Chan in front of him and felt as if he had been thundered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In the summer, Yang Chan was wearing a thick cotton jacket, wrapped tightly like a zongzi.

"Xiaofan, I'm so hot!"

Yang Chan's eyes were like silk, the hateful birthmark on her face gradually disappeared, her beautiful face and blurred eyes made Wang Xiaofan swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Or ...... I'll take it off for you, right? Wang Xiaofan asked tentatively.

"Okay." Yang Chan smiled and opened her arms, at the mercy of Wang Xiaofan.

The padded jacket was taken off, and inside was a set of autumn clothes, and underneath it was a pair of very old autumn pants.

Yang Chan licked Wang Xiaofan's neck and said in a very seductive voice: "Hurry, I can't stand it." ā€

After Wang Xiaofan heard this, he gritted his teeth and tore her autumn clothes and pants to shreds. Yang Chan, who was hidden under the autumn clothes and pants, only wore a three-point bikini!

Yang Chan, who was sweating profusely, had a strange beauty of being wet. The sweaty scene, the soul-stirring eyes, and the almost moaning sound made Wang Xiaofan unable to hold back any longer, and directly threw Yang Chan to the ground, and stretched out his sinful hands to the expected twin peaks......

"The achievement has been achieved, congratulations on obtaining a luck detector and 200 star points."

Wang Xiaofan was woken up by the electronic sound of the system. After sitting up for a while, he realized that he was dreaming.

"Nima, I'm f! u! c! k! Just a little bit, just a little bit I can touch it! Why wake up Lao Tzu at this time! Depend on! The dream was disturbed, and Wang Xiaofan angrily took the pillow and was angry.

Every morning, what wakes you up is not an alarm clock, nor a dream, but that bubble of urine.

The boy's pillar of optimus is not because of spring dreams, nor because of desire, but because of that bubble of angry urine.

After urinating and washing, Wang Xiaofan woke up completely.

"It just seems like the system said I got some probe?"

Wang Xiaofan called up the system interface and found that there was a strange thing lying in the inventory.

"Luck Detector: You can check a person's luck and fortune pattern."

"Fortune? What is it? Forget it, give it a try and find out. ā€

Wang Xiaofan tried it on himself, and after the detector vibrated for a while, it emitted a faint multicolored glow. In his consciousness, Wang Xiaofan saw that his body was surrounded by this faint multicolored glow, and it felt like it was magical.

"Your fortune is as good as your fortune."

"Fortune is at the top: everything can be done with a little effort."

Seeing this, Wang Xiaofan understood what this luck life grid was. To put it bluntly, isn't it just luck!

Luck is a thing, but you have to admit that some people are just outrageously lucky.

Playing DNF, some people brush the abyss for a year, and they can't explode a usable epic, while some people can explode the Shadowless Sword and the Seven Star Meridian Sword by casually brushing two rounds; Some people spend their lives studying the laws of the lottery, what statistics, probability theory is called a slip, but unfortunately the biggest prize is only fifty yuan, and some people just hold the mentality of playing and fill in a set of numbers casually, and the jackpot of 10 million was taken away by him; In college, some people take the 59 exam. 5 points, the teacher just won't let you pass, let you retake it sadly, and some people scored more than 40 points, but the teacher came to give the usual full score, and he passed...... There are countless similar examples.

Wang Xiaofan was still a little puzzled, why did he suddenly get a reward? Don't......

opened the alien notebook that had made his roommate covet for a long time, opened Qiuqiu, and logged in to his account, Wang Xiaofan was surprised to find that he hadn't read it for a day, and his collection had risen by more than one million yuan.

"What's going on?"

contacted his own editor-in-charge, Wang Xiaofan understood the ins and outs of the matter.

"Mortal, do you want to sign a contract with a platinum writer?" Preserved Egg sent a message.

In fact, after "Breaking the Sky", Wang Xiaofan is eligible to sign a platinum contract. However, what was written at the beginning of his "Buddha is the Way" was really substandard, so Su Yi put this matter on hold. After examining the book again, Su Yi did not hesitate to hand over the content of the contract to Pidan, asking him to contact and hand it over to Wang Xiaofan.

"Sign it, don't sign it." Wang Xiaofan said with a funny smile.

Seeing that Wang Xiaofan agreed, Pidan immediately sent him the electronic version of the contract.

In this way, on a quiet summer morning, Qiuqiu gave birth to the youngest platinum writer in history. Since then, every work written by this platinum author has caused a huge sensation in the online literature industry.

"The local tyrant is cool, and he can give a reward of one million casually." Wang Xiaofan looked at the long list of numbers in the column of the remuneration that should be paid this month in the background of his author, and sighed in his heart.

Although he is also worth more than 10 million, if he is asked to spend 1 million to reward a book for nothing, he still can't do it. Compared with those consortium predators worth hundreds of billions or even trillions of dollars, Wang Xiaofan is really nothing now.

"I've saved almost 300 star points, and it is estimated that I can write a few more books to exchange for beauty pills. By the way, this month's free draw doesn't seem to be working. ā€

Wang Xiaofan brought up the lottery interface and chose to start the lottery.

As long as it is not gambling, there will definitely be a prize in the lottery, but it is much worse than the prize of gambling.

"Congratulations, you have obtained a copy of the Light as a Swallow (Beginner) skill book."

"Light as a swallow: Slightly enhance your jumping and running abilities."

In the mall, this skill book can be exchanged for 100 star points. It is a prerequisite skill for the physique of speed superheroes such as Spider-Man and The Flash.

Clicking to use, Wang Xiaofan felt that his bones seemed to be much lighter. As long as you exert a little force, you can run a long distance.

"Give it a try." Wang Xiaofan muttered to himself.

If you don't try, you don't know, but you can ......

"Bang~~~~"

Wang Xiaofan just tiptoed lightly, and as a result, he hit the ceiling.

"What's wrong? What happened? Feng Ruizhi, who was still sleeping on the top bunk, was woken up by this loud noise.

Feng Ruizhi looked under the bed, and Wang Xiaofan was lying on the ground wailing in pain.

"Brother Fan, what are you doing here? Day floor? "Now that he is awake, Feng Ruizhi does not plan to sleep anymore.

Wang Xiaofan slowly got up from the ground, and cursed secretly in his heart: Nima, this jumping ability has increased a little more! Just jump casually and it's two or three meters high! I'm not ready yet, hey!

"I'll go, Brother Fan, you have a big bag on your head, and it's all green. What the hell did you do? Feng Ruizhi asked with concern.

"The floor is so slippery, I can't help but slip it." Wang Xiaofan covered the huge bag on his head and said with an embarrassed smile.

"I'll go to the school hospital to have a look, and you can go back to sleep." After Wang Xiaofan finished speaking, he walked away without looking back.

Feng Ruizhi crossed Erlang's legs and glanced at the ceiling.

"It's strange, why is there such a big crack in the ceiling? The quality of the dormitory building of Jiangda is really poor! Feng Ruizhi said speechlessly.

If he knew that this crack was knocked out by Wang Xiaofan, he didn't know what it would look like.

After the doctor carefully bandaged Wang Xiaofan, he helped his glasses and said, "Young man, your fall is not light!" It seems like you have to fall from the third floor and hit your face to the ground to bump out such a big bag, right? ā€

The embarrassed Wang Xiaofan could only smile and remain silent. After being bandaged, he escaped from the hospital.

At noon, Wang Xiaofan asked Yang Chan to have dinner together.

Today's Yang Chan is dressed up to the eye. The upper body was wearing a pure white T-shirt, because it was a well-fitting T-shirt that Wang Xiaofan bought for her, Yang Chan's plump chest propped up the white T-shirt. The lower half of the body is wearing CK jeans, although it is slightly loose jeans, but Yang Chan's ghostly **** is perfectly wrapped into a circle by this jeans. None of the boys passing by were not side-looking, but when they saw Yang Chan's yin and yang face, they could only lament in their hearts: "With such a perfect body, why does the face grow like this?" ā€

Yang Chan in Wang Xiaofan's eyes is different, the beautiful face that Zhi Brain has processed looks more pure and moving against the background of the cute ponytail.

"It's coming." Wang Xiaofan said with a smile.

Seeing the gauze on his head, Yang Chan asked with concern, "Xiaofan, what's wrong with your head?" ā€

"I just accidentally fell."

"Does it hurt?" Yang Chan hurriedly approached Wang Xiaofan and touched his forehead with her hand.

The plump chest suddenly pressed against Wang Xiaofan's chest, and a faint body fragrance entered his nose, and the intoxicated Wang Xiaofan didn't hold it and reacted.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Wang Xiaofan could only will