After being full of wine and food, Cheng Cheng staggered away.

Fan Sujuan and Tao Jing, who had drunk a lot, were helped into the bedroom by Chen Jing, who had only drunk a few glasses of Sprite.

When Chen Jing came out to help Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen was already holding on to the wall and went to the bedroom step by step.

When Chen Jing saw it, he smiled slightly, but he still stepped forward to hold Yang Zhen by one arm and sent him into the room.

Although Yang Zhen was a little drunk, his consciousness was not confused, and he did not take the opportunity to rub oil on Chen Jing's body, but his body was too disobedient, and when he fell on the bed, he stumbled, not only fell on the bed himself, but also threw Chen Jing, who was kind enough to help him, on the futon.

His mouth kissed her hair, and a faint scent of jasmine wafted from her hair into his nose.

Caught off guard, Yang Zhen snorted, and Chen Jing exclaimed.

The two who were still conscious hurriedly separated.

"You sleep for a while, I, I'm gone......"

Chen Jing, whose fair little face was as red as blood, said hurriedly, and trotted out.

"Bang"

The door was closed by her, and Yang Zhen, who was lying on the bed, was drunk because of the sound of the door slamming shut.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the feeling of pressing Chen Jing's petite body under him just now is still in his mind at this time, soft as jade.

When I first saw her, I was thinking about how comfortable it would be if I could hold her in my arms.

This idea has never been realized, and after having Qian Xiaolan, I didn't think about realizing it anymore, but I didn't expect it to be realized inadvertently today.

Patting his cheek with the palm of his hand, Yang Zhen didn't allow himself to think about this question anymore.

There are so many beauties in the world, can you do something sorry for Xiaolan just because they are beautiful?

Thinking of the sweater that Qian Xiaolan said in his text message last night, Yang Zhen was firm in his mind.

Shaking his head, he took off his coat haphazardly, closed his eyes and took a nap.

……

After Chen Jing ran out of Yang Zhen's room, she didn't go back to her and Fan Sujuan's bedroom, she sat down alone on the long sofa in the living room, hugging her knees, and the Feixia on her face had not faded.

Thinking of the feeling of being pressed under Yang Zhen's heavy body with the smell of alcohol just now, she felt her cheeks burn.

She knew that Yang Zhen already had a girlfriend.

Moreover, she has always felt that the age difference between her and him is too great, and it is impossible for them.

"Maybe it's time for us to move out......"

Thinking that Yang Zhen already had a girlfriend, Chen Jing felt that they were indeed not suitable to continue living.

Thinking from heart to heart, if she was Yang Zhen's girlfriend, once she knew that there were three young and beautiful girls living in his house, she would definitely be very unhappy.

……

slept until more than three o'clock in the afternoon, when Yang Zhen's alcohol completely subsided and he woke up from his sleep.

When he saw the time on his mobile phone at 3:27, he quickly went out and washed his face with cold water, returned to the bedroom, and lay down on the bed and put on a game helmet.

When the body appears in the game.

The location is naturally still the ruined temple.

When he went offline, Yang Zhen was sitting cross-legged on the ground. At this time, he appeared in the ruined temple, and he was also cross-legged.

As soon as the body appeared, a virtual image of a professional girl suddenly popped up in the communicator on his wrist.

With a neat ponytail, a simple white melon seed face, and a slender body, she wears a beige women's suit with a narrow neckline, under which is a snow-white shirt and black high heels on her feet.

Paired with a white shirt, there is also a narrow black tie.

After this virtual image flew out of Yang Zhen's communicator, it stopped about two meters in front of Yang Zhen, but it didn't scare Yang Zhen much.

"Hello! Dear player Aotian Demon God, I am Xiao Cheng, the official newsteam member of the game "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes", and now there is a news related to you, I need to ask for your opinion, I hope it does not disturb you. ”

News about me?

Seeing the appearance of this virtual portrait, Yang Zhen probably guessed what was going on.

In the past, when he was as powerful as Zhongtian, such things would happen every once in a while.

Therefore, when he encountered this kind of thing just after the launch today, he was surprised except for a surprise at the moment when the virtual avatar first appeared.

"What's the news?"

Yang Zhen calmly looked at the virtual portrait in front of him and asked lightly.

"Hello, Aotian Demon God. That's right, in the early morning of January 13th, you were so powerful that you killed the hall master of the Nujiao Gang Nujiao Temple, Xueliquan, the head of the Star Sect, Nanxing, and the left protector of the Iron Palm Gang. On behalf of our news editing and directing team, I solicit your opinions, and do you agree to let us make a video of the process of your hand-to-hand work and publish it in the news section of our official website in the form of a fee? ”

Without waiting for Yang Zhen to answer, she sped up and said, "Please think carefully!" After the video is published, according to the amount of paid subscription and the income obtained by the user, we will transfer 60% of the revenue to you by bank transfer. ”

After only listening to a few words, a smile appeared on Yang Zhen's face.

I thought: Sure enough.

"Yes! However, when making the video, please add a mask to my face, I don't look like I'm going to announce what I look like. ”

Because he had many experiences before, he knew that after such a video was released, as long as the popularity was okay, the income would be very good, so Yang Zhen agreed without much hesitation.

Such a video, only the last winner of the battle has such treatment.

Like Blood Drain Spring, Nanxing and Demon Pupil, they will not even be notified by the news editing and directing team of "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes", just add a mask to their faces when making the video.

Losers, nothing to gain.

This is also a domineering aspect of "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes".

"No problem! Thank you for your permission, good luck and hope we can have more opportunities to cooperate in the future! Good bye! ”

The virtual figure said a few polite words at the end, and after bowing, it slowly dissipated into the air, as if it had never appeared.

After the virtual portrait completely disappeared, Yang Zhen smiled for a moment, then restrained the smile on his face, took out the secret book of "Fengshen Legs" given to him by Nie Qingzhu from his arms, and looked at it carefully little by little.

There are many people who fall into the well, and there will be no fewer people who put the icing on the cake.

Yang Zhen knew that as long as he could continue to win in the battle with his opponent, there would be more and more similar good things.

When the time comes, the money will flow into his pocket.

Therefore, he must remain sober in the face of these things, and must not be complacent about this, and slow down the improvement of martial arts.

Once his martial arts fall behind others and are defeated, his future will fall into a vicious cycle again. Like the past two years.

When the time comes, it will be even more difficult to get up again.

Those enemies had already made him get up once, and they would never give him a second chance to get up.